Seymour worriedly stared out of the window, as the rain poured heavily onto the ground.
“Look at them…” Seymour grumbled. “Can’t they at least try to cover it up for a while? Goo-goo eyes, flirting… It makes me sick.”
“Don’t stress yourself out about it, honey.” I said, softly rubbing Seymour’s back. “Remember, he’s your best friend.”
“What kind of best friend would do that though? What could he possibly see in her?”
“Same thing you did, boobs!” I joked.
Seymour faked a small laugh, “well, that was before I knew she was a lying, self-absorbed murderer.”
“We need to get your mind of this for a while, honey. It can’t be healthy.” I said.
Seymour turned around, and embraced me.
“What did you have in mind?” He asked.
“Well.. you need to help me get the kids dressed, we’re still going to the Fall Festival today!”
The kids were still a little young to fully enjoy it, they were a bit tuckered out.
While Seymour joined his sisters for an apple bobbing contest, I took the babies with me, to get some festival pie.
Salem couldn’t read yet of course, but she’s watched me enough to mimic my actions and pretend she can.
She was even making the book hover over the table! I was very surprised by this, since even us adult witches had a hard time with that one still. She seemed to be doing it with no energy at all on her part.
Although we haven’t seen any signs from Yellow regarding magic, he still loved his little friend Fishsticks, and demonstrated great peace and love when he played with him.
When Halloween came around, Seymour, Erik and I took the babies and Birdie trick or treating, Seymour seemed more excited about it than the babies did.
“Come on Salem, say ‘trick or treat’!” I enthused.
“Chehk-ah-chi..” Salem gurgled.
“Close enough!” Seymour laughed.
A few months had passed, and the family and I flew to Aurora Skies to celebrate Gwendolyn and Barry’s marriage, right after Christmas.
We stopped at the first cabin, where Sylvia and Erik would be taking care of the kids, while us adults had our own fun.
Sylvia would not be attending the wedding, but Erik still invited her to help out with the kids. She also had some things she wanted to see while she was here.
When everyone in the first cabin was all settled in and cozy by the fire, us adults made our way to our cabin.
It was only a couple of houses down, so we wouldn’t be far.
The six of us had never truly spent more than a few hours all together, so we were excited for this trip!
The snow was way too heavy to go sight seeing or go to bars, so we had ourselves some good old fashion stay at home fun!
Once Gwendolyn started making drinks, it all went pretty blurry after that. I hadn’t partied that hard since college!
The next morning, after dragging Seymour out of bed of course, we finally arrived to the wedding venue.
It was a large glass dome. Not much more I could say about it, it was definitely not a place I would want to get married!
But of course, it was Gwendolyn’s wedding after all, so we had to expect something out of the ordinary.
Persephone and I watched as Gwendolyn prepped herself in the mirror.
“I have terrible butterflies right now dude…” She said.
She was visibly shaking, and had goosebumps. I couldn’t tell if it was from pre-wedding jitters, or from the very low temperature.
“Oh shut up Gwendolyn! That’s normal.” Persephone Griped.
“Should I turn up the heat? You look really cold.” I added.
“No… I need you to go get Barry, I want to see him before the wedding.”
“What are you talking about Gwendy, you said it’s bad luck for the groom to see his bride in his wedding dress.”
Gwendolyn rolled her eyes and scoffed.
“Who needs luck when you’re a witch?” She asked rhetorically.
“Now please get my Barry, Persephone obviously has a stick up her ass and won’t go do it.” She complained.
“The crap I do for these Darlings….” I mumbled, as I descended into the underground hallway that led to the dome.
The hallways were dark and cold, and I contemplated going back to get Persephone. Something about being alone down here chilled me to the bone.
This place was open to the public, so who knows if someone was down here? All I could think about was Gwendolyn’s disregard for bad luck. I couldn’t for the life of me, shake the anxious feeling that something bad was going to happen. I had never felt like this before.
As I made my way to the corner of the hallway, I swore I heard footsteps coming from around the corner. I stopped, and stood against the wall. My heart began thumping out of my chest as I drew my wand, preparing for the worst.
I let out a loud shriek, jumping into the air.
I felt anger build up inside me as I realized it was just Bo. Not sure if I was angry with him, or angry with myself for being terrified over nothing.
“Bo! What the hell is wrong with you? You can’t just jump at someone randomly in a dark hallway, I could have turned you to dust just now!” I yelled, waving my wand.
“I’m sorry Kirsten! I didn’t know its not okay to do that!”
I sighed, and continued down the hallway.
When I finally entered the glass dome, I was pleasantly surprised by it’s beauty.
There were butterflies flying around everywhere, of all different kinds. Some were even kinds I’ve never seen before!
It was definitely the perfect mixture of science and magic, which finally made sense to me.
I was filled with amazement as I watched Seymour and Birdie running through a group of glowing butterflies.
I took Barry, who was playing with the twins, and told him that Gwendolyn wanted to see him before the wedding.
“So… If you still have any feelings for me, speak now or forever hold your peace!” I said, only half-joking to Barry as we walked down the dark hallway.
“Kirsten! I don’t, I promise! Gwendolyn’s the one.” He laughed.
“Okay, okay! Just making sure!”
When Barry saw Gwendolyn, his face lit up as he let out a huge gasp.
“You look so beautiful…” He whispered, as he slowly kissed her.
“Okay you two, barf!” I laughed.
Gwendolyn had Seymour, Persephone, and I bring our wands, so that we could put on a magical show before Gwendolyn’s entrance.
The babies were truly mesmerized by the sparkles and glowing lights. Salem even helped out, as Yellow was just happy to watch and clap!
We all couldn’t help but feel a little emotional as Erik escorted Gwendolyn up the stairs, and to the alter.
Just as Erik was handing Gwendolyn over to Barry, Gwendolyn slipped on her dress.
Luckily, Barry caught her halfway down, and paused there for a moment, gazing into her eyes.
“I’ll never let you fall…” He whispered.
They each said their vows to one another amongst themselves. It was beautiful, even if we couldn’t really hear them.
And just like that, they were one.
Barry kissed his wife passionately as they were surrounded by beautiful, pink glowing butterflies.
We all teared up when Erik cheered ‘thank you’ as he looked up to the sky. Erik lived to see all three of his children get married.
Later that night, we all went to bed early, to rest up for the long trip home tomorrow.
A few months had gone by, and my children were growing every day.
One day, Jocelyn invited me and the kids to the park, she said Raquel wanted to play.
Yellow practically squirmed away from me as they ran over to play with Raquel and her toys.
“Oh hey girly!” Jocelyn smiled, as she stood up to hug me.
“I know you two don’t really get along well, but I invited Toni, I hope you don’t mind!”
“Are you serious? That’s kind of an understatement, I don’t want my children around her at all…”
“Aw well she’s already on the way, I’m sorry!” Jocelyn said with a fake sympathetic tone.
I sighed angrily,
“She won’t start anything, I made her promise to be nice. She really wants to spend some time with Raquel, she needs to practice before she has the baby.”
“Aww no! Stay!” Jocelyn pleaded. “Look how much fun the kids are having together!”
I looked over at the kids, who were enjoying their time. Salem looked content, which was rare when she went outside. Pulling her away would only make her throw a fit and possibly ruin our attempt to get her used to the outdoors.
I felt my heart skip a beat as Toni waddled up to us. Yep, no doubt she was pregnant.
“Oh my god! Hey mama!” Jocelyn squealed.
“Look how big she’s getting!” Jocelyn said, rubbing Toni’s stomach.
I awkwardly pulled out my phone and pretended to text.
“Hi Kirsten..” Toni waved awkwardly.
I looked up with a very fake smile, without making eye contact to greet her.
I started to feel very on edge when Jocelyn left me awkwardly standing next to Toni.
“So… This pregnancy thing is awful! How did you possibly manage with two?!” Toni blurted, obviously trying to make small talk.
“Wasn’t easy.” I said, looking away.
“Did you hear about Dorothy? She had her baby. A little girl named Harmony. She’s really cute!”
“Cool. I’ll have to text her.” I sniped.
There was an awkward silence before she began talking again.
“You and Sy make adorable babies by the way!”
I sighed heavily in frustration, hoping that she’d get the hint.
“Is everything okay?” She asked.
“Please stop kissing my ass, Toni. I’m embarrassed for you.” I said, starting to feel a rush of adrenaline for building up the nerve to say that.
“Excuse me?” She said.
I shook my head, ignoring her.
“What exactly do you mean by that?” She asked angrily.
I turned towards her, still avoiding her.
“You heard me. Stop trying to play nice, I don’t want to be your friend.”
“So just because I’m being nice means I’m kissing your ass?”
“Well kinda.” I answered. “Why would you try to be nice, when you’re obviously trying to get back at us for taking you to court? It comes off as very fake.”
“Get back at you? How do you figure?”
“Moving into my parents’ old house? The Brandt thing? Yeah. We’re not stupid Toni. Everyone knows you’re using him to get back at me and Seymour. That is his best friend you know.
“Oh yeah!” Toni shouted sarcastically. “So I’ve been secretly hiding my boyfriend for over a year now, to not upset Seymour, then I fall in love, get pregnant, and move in with Brandt all just to get back at you and your husband for a damn court case that you lost. That sure makes sense!”
“Well, you-” I began
“No. I don’t want to hear it. Those are huge life changing events, that I had to keep quiet so that Brandt didn’t lose his best friend. Obviously I wasn’t thinking about you when I made this baby, nor was I thinking about you when I moved into your old house. Don’t flatter yourself Kirsten, it’s not very lady-like.”
“This is a small town, our kids will be peers. I didn’t want friction between us, and I wanted to move on after the court thing. I don’t expect you to ever see my side of the story, but frankly, I couldn’t care less. But please, try not to make an imbecile of yourself in public, especially around your children. You’re almost as childish as your husband, you two deserve one another.”
Before I could get another word in, Toni stormed off.
“Whatever!” I shouted.
“What was that all about?” Jocelyn asked.
I shrugged, shaking my head.
“You know Kirsten, Toni really does want to move on from all that. She doesn’t want to be labeled as a murderer for the rest of her life.”
“So you’re taking her side?” I yelled.
“No.. I’m not. I’m just saying, if she did it, she’d be in jail right now, so let her move on.”
As bad as I wanted to let Toni move on, all I could think about was the justice that Yellow-foot never obtained.
“Well, at least the babies had fun, I’m going to go though.”