Don't Mess With Time

Chapter Three

The adults had now migrated into a sitting room after eating. They talked about current events and reminisced as their children did... whatever they did when parents weren't watching.

Hester rolled her eyes as she saw the disgusting displays of affection

Kiko was leaning on Dot's shoulder and playing with her hair while talking to Agatha about something or the other.

Agatha was sitting on the armrest of Tedros' chair with his arm around her waist.

Hort and Ravan were loudly making out in the corner (something Hester wished she had never seen).

Nicola had even worn Sophie down a bit and they were talking in hushed tones on the couch, clearly still arguing but nonetheless nearing a resolution.

Anadil smirked as she saw Hester's distaste of the blatant PDA in the sitting room.

Anadil took a seat on Hester's armrest before she practically fell against her, making the tattooed witch grunt in surprise.

Hester gave her a confused look as the albino sat there in a jumble of limbs.

Nonetheless, Hester wrapped her arms around Anadil's waist and set her down in her own lap comfortably.

Dot looked at Hester and Anadil.

The albino has triumphantly leaned the recliner back and sat between Hester's sprawled out legs, whispering something (probably an insult) in the tattooed witch's ear.

"And you complained about us?" Dot asked, scandalized.

Hester held up a finger and Anadil jabbed her with an elbow to the ribs.

Hester growled at her wife and pointed out there weren't any kids in the room.

"No, that was for being a hypocrite," Anadil said.

"See?!" Nicola suddenly exploded at her wife, pointing at Hester and Anadil.

"Nevers don't just get to be hypocrites!"

Sophie and Hester both rolled their eyes, looking at each other with similar exasperation.

Hester was internally disgusted that she agreed with the blond witch.

Nicola turned back to look at her wife with a small glare.

"Are you ever going to forgive me or are you going to get the divorce paper ready?!" she snapped.

People would have been shocked silent should this have been the first time Nicola had ever made that threat.

Unfortunately for her, she used that every single time they had a serious argument.

Sophie was silent for a moment, glaring at the other girl, before she let out a huff and a sigh.

She fell against the couch and crossed her arms.

"Fine."

Nicola smirked and opened her mouth to speak, but Sophie was too quick.

"But you'll have to make it up to me."

Nicola raised an eyebrow.

"How so?"

Sophie gained a mischievous smirk and she was suddenly standing up and grabbing her True Love's hand.

She tugged the other girl out of the room and Hester made a gagging sound (even as Anadil played with her hair).

Sophie didn't seem to care about the disgusted look on her best friend's face either.