Mother's Helping Hand/Start/Virgin/MC/Low Magic/Probe
Well, you are being told these girls have behaved very badly in school, but right now you only have this strange woman's word for it. Actually these two seemed kinda friendly when they were talking with this woman, Ms. Moon. The first unfriendly thing you heard out of their mouth was the snide remark about what kind of things you might come up with for punishment.
"Well, you girls really don't seem all that bad, what could you have possibly done that would need you to be punished by being my slaves?" You ask. You immediately catch a dark look on your mother's face in response to this, but before you can say anything both girls start laughing at you.
"You really don't know anything, do you?" One of the twins says.
"We're the queens of the school!" The other follows up. "All the other girls gotta do what we say, or else we tell everyone to bully them. We don't even have to really do anything ourselves, everyone else is too afraid of us so our group of friends does all the bullying for us, and then everybody will also refuse to talk to them. Even their friends will be too afraid to talk to them if we say they are trash. I mean, if they even HAD any friends in the first place!"
Ok, a part of you just went a little sick inside hearing her talk like that. It may not be like they are causing any direct harm themselves, but you have been the victim of that exact same kind of social ostracization from your sisters' actions. You know exactly how harmful that sort of thing can be. Maybe it actually might feel a little good punishing these girls, they are exactly like your sisters in all the worst ways.
"I don't think they are even telling you half of it." Your mother cuts in. "They are suspected of causing direct physical harm to several students, and some were even seriously injured. We just can't ever get proof on any of it."
"Didn't I just tell you?" One of the twins speaks up. "It's our little group of wanabe followers that does all the actual bullying. We don't know or care who does what. Actually, it's better that we don't know."
"Well, there was that one time we tried to get back at that annoying 'House' girl at her Dojo, I heard some other older girl got caught in that trap."
"So that really WAS you!?" The woman asked with a very serious edge to her voice and then sighed. "Sarah Harper, that unfortunate child, may have not been your intended target but the injuries you caused her were far more critical than a child like you could possibly understand! This is not a very common thing for me, but you girls are actually making me angry." She sighs once again and then touches her forehead. "Well, we won't go too deep into the details on that one, it all gets rather complicated. Once again, beyond anything you could understand right now, it would only ruin everyone's mood. Suffice it to say, I am glad at the very least your desire to be punished for your crimes has lead you two to confess to your misdeeds. Now then, Jack. Are you more comfortable now that you know what kinds of people your slaves are? Considering the extent of their need for punishment, I believe some roughness, fear, and tears would be perfectly appropriate for them. That's only if you wanted to go in that direction though, I generally wouldn't encourage such a thing. In fact, I would likely think better of you if you managed to make them enjoy it despite how much they deserve the opposite."
"No Helen, I think we need a little more than just that." Your mother cuts in. "After hearing what a disruptive force these two are being for my school, I want them out immediately. Strictly speaking, they have not broken any rules and even with their confession we still do not have any direct evidence to tie them to Sara Harper's injury. But, how about you make your spell on them permanent? If they become my son's slaves for a lifetime contract, then according to the school rules they will have to be expelled."
"Hmm... well, I can see how their influence only brings darkness and suffering. Very well. If Jack can agree that he will not cause either of them any permanent injury, and that any babies that result from their slavery will be born and raised with love, I will fully agree to make their slavery a life-long magically binding contract."
Wait, what!? This seems like it's escalating way out of your control very fast, and it seems like you are completely out of the loop on half the things they are talking about now. They got someone injured, that much is clear, but you really can't tell anything else that's going on and now all of a sudden they are talking about these girls being your slaves for life?
"What!?" One of the twin girls speaks up. "Why are you talking about babies all of a sudden? Why would there be babies just because we're slaves?"
Hold on, they don't know anything about sex either!?
"Oh my GOD!!!" Your mother crows upon hearing that and her hands actually fly to her crotch. "Ohh... well, I guess that will be up to my son to help you discover later. I'm sure you'll find out eventually.
"Is he going to make us babysit?" One of the twins asks. Seriously, how can they be this sexually ignorant? You look over to your mom with a blank questioning expression on your face.
"Oh god! Perhaps I should reconsider the faculty petition to lower the grade level for sex-ed. But still... this is all... Mmm!" She's seriously masturbating now! Right in the middle of the entryway!
"Is she Ok!?" One of the twins scoffs.
"That crazy old hag!" Her sister joins in with a bite.
Oh man, you are really loosing the thread of this conversation. So, the decision was on whether or not you wanted to agree to the weird mind-control woman's terms on accepting these two as your life-long slaves? And it was because your mom wanted some way to have them expelled from the school. It sounded like it would be a good thing that would help everyone if you accepted this, but... it also sounded like a whole heap of trouble.