"Sweetie honey, could you think that the things you saw were nothing more but a play of lights? Maybe she was just practicing a new spell she had learned. Maybe something to make up for that failed Nightmare Night appearance? You know how much your sister is of planning perfection," her father spoke up as he gently untied the towel from Sweetie's head before speaking a chucking tone. "Let's get this off of you first, might make you think better."