That Witch Bitch

Like Mother Like Daughter

You creep down the stairs. Honestly you were sick of always sneezing off but you guessed it was just the way things were going to be with invisibility and all.

It gave you a bit of a confidence rush that you actually could turn yourself invisible and that no one had to see you. You smiled as you walked up to the 'operating table' sort of thing.

Maddison was sitting upright, looking as good as she normally looked bar the fact that she had no hair.

"Ha, you look like Eleven from Stranger Things" You say as you hand her the glass of water with what probably looked like a mean grin. "You even have the right powers, all you need is a tattoo" She downs it like vodka, as she wiped her mouth and sighs she gives you the iconic 'Maddison Montgomery' sarcastic smile.

"To be honest you look oka- woah!" You stop speaking as blonde hair began sprouting from her clean scalp. It was untamed and grew across her head almost like a lions mane. She had the same frizzy hair as a woman who is a drug addict in a haunted hotel from the show you were watching, in fact, Cordelia looked a lot like that woman. Maddison lifted her hands to touch her head when she noticed that was what you were staring at but by then her hair had grown past her waist. That was when it stopped growing and rested by her feet.

You tried your hardest to stifle your laugh. She looked like Rapunzel after a solid night of partying, alcohol included. You looked to the floor to avoid making eye contact with her because you knew that you would immediately crack.

"Urghhhh y/n!!!" Maddison aggressively stormed out the room just like Zoe did earlier. She rushed up the stairs and you could hear her echoing footsteps ascending the other stairs to her room. You also hear a faint 'someone's got their knickers in a twist' coming from the supreme.

You stared at the door but didn't notice Cordelia laughing behind you. You flip yourself around and see her covering a massive smile. You both share a grin. The grin soon turns into laughter.

The laughter was soon cut short when an elderly woman descended the stairs. Her hair was blonde and her face was wrinkly. It was the supreme. She held a glass of gin and wore a plastic smile.

"Fiona" Cordelia says, her smile was now non existent. That was her name. You were sick of calling her supreme so having a real name was almost a relief.

"You do not have these girls under control Delia, you need to enforce good old fashioned punishment" She says as she fished into her pocket for a cigarette.

As Fiona lights it, Cordelia's expression changed as if she had a sudden rush of confidence. "Tough talk coming from someone who hasn't been here in over a year"

You cover your mouth in shock. The broken TV didn't matter any more, it looked like you had a better source of entertainment.

"No respect to the mother who raised you? Gave you the rights to run this Coven?"

"Oh please. You are barely my mother. You would not have cared if I dropped off the earth without a trace, in fact, you would be grateful for it. Wouldn't you"

"You are so soft Delia, that's your problem."

"Don't call me Delia."

Cordelia stormed out. Fiona just stood there and blew some smoke as if nothing had happened.  You could definitely see the resemblance they shared but you still found it strange that they were related.