Carmilla turned to face Agatha as well. "I [i]did[/i] ask her to move it. It's almost Halloween; we're on a time table already, and ten seconds isn't going to make much of a difference on how long it takes to get that broom down."

Agatha looks back and forth between them, eyes wide. Even if she ignored the favors they'd both done for her recently, either one of them would be utterly terrifying on the warpath. There was absolutely no safe way to pick a side. And if she didn't pick a side, [i]both[/i] of them might come after her later. She took a deep breath and prayed her aunts would be able to patch her up after the smoke cleared.

"It doesn't matter who [i]started[/i] it, you both made the decision to [i]continue[/i]. And you both have things you should be doing instead of mucking around, blocking the door to the shop."

The witch did her best not to let them see her shaking. She really, really just wanted this to be over. Her aunts were so much better at playing the responsible adults when bickering happened in the store...