Cheryl walked in a sermon of Penelope's newfound pseudo-religion, which puts Jason in the center of it. Cheryl, of course, had no problem with Jason at the center. She did miss her dear brother, but at the back of her mind, as she walked to the altar, she knew this wasn't right.
After the mass, Cheryl went back to her room but before she could lie on her red covered bed, Zelda appeared sitting by the fire.
Cheryl sat up, "What do you want?"
Zelda sighed, "You are swimming in a piranha infested ocean, Cheryl."
"Its late, mother, I've got no time for riddles!" Cheryl snaps.
Zelda stood up and sat on the foot of the bed, "This new religion, you've created is dangerous."
Cheryl glared, "Just because we don't praise Satan does not mean its dangerous."
"Listen to me!" Zelda grabbed Cheryl's arm, "You are in danger."
Cheryl gasped, "You're really here?!" Cheryl embraced Zelda, "I've missed you."
Zelda hugs her back, "The reason why I didn't get you baptized is because I knew that someday Faustus will find you but now, I am the head of the church of Hecate."
"So?!" Cheryl pushed Zelda away, "You want me to go with you, after you left me? Why cause Sabrina's gone?! I'm sorry but no, I can't be a substitute for Sabrina."
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Cheryl Spellman
Fanfiction"'Cheryl Bombshell Blossom' what a laugh." "If they only knew..." Disclaimer: I own nothing but the story.
