sooo, I did a thing

I realized that so far this book has just been angst and me traumatizing witches, so I, being the amazing person I am, wrote this :)

also, before I start, I just want to say thank you for all the support. writing tod has brought me so much joy, and I always love that you guys enjoy my silly stories. seriously, thank you :)

now that that's out of the way, enjoy

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As I sat atop the tall spruce tree, I could hear the others arguing below me. currently, they were planning how to help Scott, and it had dissolved into yet another argument between Joey and Cleo. I had slipped out, sick of the yelling, and had propelled myself onto the tree. 

"Can I join you?" I turned my head, seeing El standing down below. my heart fluttered. "come on up." I called. In a flash, she disappeared, reappearing behind me with a smirk. she sat down next to me, our hands brushing for a moment. "so. sick of the arguing?" I sighed. "yes. they're like children. really tall, magical children." El laughed, sending butterflies in my stomach. "I get it."

She laid back, gazing at the stars. "when I was younger, the kids in the orphanage would always argue over the stupidest stuff. whether it was who got the last empanada, or whose toy was who's. I was always the peacekeeper." "did you hate it?" "Never. I loved those kids, no matter what happened. Even now, I consider them my siblings. even when Bek ripped my favourite dress, I couldn't be mad." she glanced at me, green eyes piercing mine. "did you have any siblings?" I shifted, uncomfortable.

The blonde noticed my discomfort. "hey, it's ok. you don't have to tell me now." I offered a strained smile. "thanks." we sat in silence before I cleared my throat. "I have a question." "shoot." "did you mean what you said?" "What did I say?" "earlier, when you were yelling at Cleo. you said you... loved me?" 

In the moonlight, I could see El's face turn bright red. "I- um-" she sighed, turning to me. "yes. I did. I love you pris, I have since I met you. but I was always too scared to tell you." I was shocked. Eloise slowly got worried by my silence, her face turning concerned. "oh, I messed up, didn't I? Stupid me, Kyle always said I was too open about things-" Before she could talk more, I leaned over, and kissed her. 

We were so close, I could smell her shampoo. it smelled like lemonade, sour and sweet at the same time. it was oddly comforting. 'I never liked lemonade', I thought. her lips were soft and tasted like vanilla, pressed to mine. El kissed me back, and I smiled, happy. after a minute, we broke apart. I could barely see a tint of my lip gloss on her lips. She wiped it off, seemly shocked. "crap, I should have asked first. I'm so sorry, I-" "No, no it's fine." she smiled, making my stomach do flips. "I'm glad you did." slowly, but surely, she pulled me back in for another kiss. 

as she did, Joey suddenly shouted. "okay lovebirds, times up. get back down here." I sent a glare down in his direction, causing El to giggle. we made our way down, rejoining the circle of our friends. out of the corner of my eye, I could see Lauren silently squealing while El blushed. She turned to me and winked, causing my face to turn bright red. 

I was snapped back to the present by Tiff speaking up. "we may have figured out a solution." she pulled out a book, flipping through it till she found the right page.  "there's a potion we can make, that should cause the demon to be forced out of Scott's body. the only problem is, we need a taglock for it to work. and we don't have one."

"Uh, actually, we do." I pulled out the taglock I had found earlier, holding it up. "excuse my language, but how the actual fuck did you get that?" Joey exclaimed, looking fed up. "I found it when I found his diary." "This is great! if we can use this and make the potion," Tiff gently took the taglock from me, turning to the rest of the witches.

"we can get our Scott back."

"Pris, come with me." she said, spinning back to face me. "you can help me get the potion stand properly set up." she grabbed my arm, dragging me along with a surprisingly strong grip, mumbling things under her breath. I saw El throw me a sympathetic look before Tiff thrust a pile of equipment into my arms.

i still smiled, thinking of our kiss.

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them <3

seriously you guys, you will never understand my flower wives obsession

on that note, see you in next chapter, where they finally re-meet their old friend xornoth... (hehe reference)

one more thing, i am already emotionally attached to pirate krow and if anything happens to him (pi!krow uses he/him btw) i will never recover

-milly (not ready for what gonna go down)