Weirdos Stick Together. Lumity Fanfiction AU. Book 1.5

Unhelpful Witch. [64 part 2]

Amity walked upstairs, Gator jumping around her, "Listen to me!" Gator barked. "I have puppies! Meet my puppies!"

"Not now Gator, Luz could be dead!"

"My wife is, am I bothering you about that?" Gator snarled. "Come meet my puppies!"

Amity sighed, "Give me ten minutes, and I'll come meet your puppies."

Gator nodded, going downstairs, Amity entering Willow's room. At a terrible time might I add. "Ah. That's what Luz meant when Boscha's with." Amity paused. "Anyways-- I think I'll go meet Gator's puppies.."

Willow covered her cherry face, Boscha rolling her three eyes, waving Amity out. Then she paused, "HEY! YOU'VE BEEN SNOGGING MY SISTER!" Boscha exclaimed turning to face Amity. "GET YOUR @$$ OVER HERE-"

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"Hey. Hey. Hey." Boscha poked Willow. "Hey. Babe. Hey. Hey. Hey."

"What, Boscha?" Willow sighed.

"I love you."

Willow paused, looking away as her face heated up, "Stop..I'm still mad at you.."

"Then why are you in my lap bug?" Boscha teased, kissing her cheek. "I'm surprised your dads' still think we're not together."

Amity kissed the puppy, placing it down, patting it's head, "Who's this?"

"This is Danee." Gator licked her head. "Danee is the runt."

The puppy yawned, stretching out her little paws, nuzzling the blanket. "She's a what?"

"Australian Shepherd with a Bernese, me. As well as the others, since they are my puppies." Gator layed his head down, blowing lightly on one of the pup's faces. "Roger was the only one that got to be cleaned by Camren, he's the only one that got to feel mom's warmth. So Mister.Park uses a toothbrush on him at night.."

The pup had Gator's fur, with white paws instead that were pink on the bottom at the moment. "Boscha. Stop being gay, can you please explain what happened now??" Amity sighed, looking up at the two on the bed.

Boscha sighed, nodding, "Well. When Luz had come over to talk to Willow, asking if she was okay.." Boscha paused. "I had made a portal, to get Luz back. No one believed me when I found out that Five wasn't Luz, so I left to make my own. And I kind of sort of maybe..Snuck in to the restricted section of a library.."

"..Really? That's it? A library?"

Boscha frowned, "Amity. I'm a witch. It's different."

The Blight paused, "Continue.."

So..

Boscha tossed up the librarian's name tag, smirking as she sped walked to the huge doors that led to the restricted section. Boscha pressed the tag against a little device, the doors slowly opening, the witch looking around before rushing in. "Made it.. Now for the harder part.."

The crimson haired witch sighed, then walked forward, taking quiet steps. Boscha froze, scrambling to the closest shelf, climbing up it. A red hand hovered her way, putting a book back, looking around, then it continued to wander. Boscha pulled herself up to the top, looking around.

She ripped her shirt, balling it up and putting it in her mouth, jumping down ever so quietly. Boscha made her way down the rows of shelves, making sure to look both ways before crossing each shelf. And eventually, Boscha had stumbled across a book, that looked like something Luz would pet.

Boscha carefully pulled it out, notic- ing the weight of it, hissing quietly in to the shirt. She stepped forward, the wood creaking under her weight, the witch tensing up. A sudden breeze created an eerie sound that echoed through the section, Boscha removing her shirt from her mouth, replacing it with the book.

She pulled herself up the shelf, looki- ng both ways, no one in sight. She kno- cked on the wood, a clacking following it, and a staff. Maya hovered by the shelf, Boscha hopping on, "Out.."

The staff went down, doing a quick u-turn, whizzing past the shelves and out the restricted section. Surprisingly easy. "Now comes the hard part.." Boscha sat up on her staff, Maya exiting the library as someone opened the door.

Boscha opened up the book, a mouse trembling as it knew it wasn't in the safe place called the ground. "You'll cost me you rat. If my sister dies, so do you."

Maya clacked her pincers, Boscha rolling her eyes, "It doesn't know that Maya, now hush! Viney will teach me how to make him talk."

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That very night, Boscha had got all she could from the poor mouse, and got everything she needed for the portal. Well, a makeshift one. "Okay, Maya, when it looks like it'll close." Boscha tied the roped around her waist. "Tug, got it?"

The crab saluted, Boscha rubbing her palms together, electrocuting the door, making it open. Boscha sighed quietly, and jumped in, boxes were floating everywhere. "Ugh..I wish the real Luz was here-"

A box floated I front of her, revealing Luz in a restaurant, eating pasta. "Oh. Hi-" Boscha reached out, everything zooming in for her, now she apart of a decoration. With a fish. "Odd.."

Amity got up, shaking Luz's hand, and walking out with Luz. "Ah dang- I can't do anything this useless-" Boscha pulled back, looking around. "Uh- Well I can just look for someone? I know Viney isn't here obviously but what about..Willow-"

Boshca looked around, a glowing cube suddenly appearing, the witch tapping it. She looked around, spotting Willow curled up on her bed with Clover gently nudging her back. "Oh Willow.." Boscha sighed quietly, pressing her forehead against the glass. "I'm sorry.."

Willow shuffled a bit, looking around, confused. "Huh..?"

Boscha gazed up at her, "Luz..?" Willow looked around.

"Willow?"

The human jumped, frantically looking around, "Boscha?-"

"Willow- Oh- Can you hear me--?" Boscha pounded on the glass. "Please say you can-"

The human glanced around, adjusting her glasses, her eyes landing on a picture. "Boscha-"

"Willow! Oh my Titan! I love you- I am so sorry I left that day- You don't know how much I regretted it Flower- I-I missed my mom but I didn't realize I would miss you far more--" Boscha dragged her hand down the glass. "Gosh you look exhausted-"

Willow wiped her eyes from under her glasses, kneeling down in front of the photo. "I am..Not only have I been training to use magic for battles more often..I didn't know if I should be mad at you for leaving, so I haven't exactly been sleeping well--"

Boscha clicked her tounge a few times, shaking her head, "No no no, Flower, you need rest. Magic isn't supposed to be used when you're exhausted, you'll risk cramps or far worse. Willow, you should be mad at me for leaving that day, you have every right to be. I-I'm going to try to make a portal-- So I can take you on that date I promised yeah?-"

Willow rubbed her eyes, part of the reason being because she was crying, "Y-Yeah.."

"Please wait a little longer, I'm trying, for you. Be careful Flower, and rest easy, I'm coming back for you, you are getting that date." Boscha was pulled back a bit, the witch looking back. "Ah- Okay-- I have to go before it closes-"

"Wait Boscha--"

"I don't have much time--"

Willow sighed quietly, "I'll be waiting for you..Good luck.."

Boscha nodded, then the glass cracked on the picture frame, the witch no longer on it. Willow sat, Clover sitting on her shoulder, looking sadly up at her owner. "I'm okay Clove, don't worry.."

The human scratched the palisman's chin, sighing quietly, then smiling softly. "We'll meet again.."

..Don't know where..Don't know when! But I know we'll meet again, some sunny day..