Sweet Lullaby

Oneshot

A/N: so I have something to confess.........
I just watched hocus pocus 1 and 2 for the first time yesterday YES I KNOW I AM EXTREMELY UNCULTURED AND VERY LATE 😭😭😭😭 yall plz DONT hate me for this🥺👉🏻👈🏻 Understandable if u do thou😛

So now I'm completely hyperfixated on Sarah😛 she's my favorite and I've guessed she's a lot of other peoples favorite too. I really enjoyed the backstory of the Sanderson sisters in Hocus Pocus 2 and decided to make a oneshot about them. Really hope you enjoy it!^^
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Oneshot:
Salem, 1652

During a time long before the Sanderson Sisters wreaked havoc on the Salem villagers, they lived among the townspeople as villagers themselves. They were just as vulnerable as the rest, they got sick, their bodies could get hurt, and they were expected to follow the traditional housewife style every other village woman was expected to follow.

But, Winifred Sanderson and her sisters were not like the other village women, especially Winnie herself. No, she was cunning, feisty, ferocious, and she took no guff from anyone. She was completely herself and she would always be herself, whether the villagers liked it or not.

And it was no secret that none of the villagers, especially the Reverend, liked it.

They took pity on the poor girls after their parents had died and tried to understand the young girls' anger and pain. But I'm their minds, the villagers figured that enough time had passed for the Sanderson sisters to move on from their past and fall in line like the rest of them. Go to church and praise the Lord every Sunday, present themselves to the men in the village and become a housewife, bred children and follow along like every other village woman.

Winnie hated the very thought of becoming a housewife, in fact, she despised it! She would never be like those other foolish women, she would make a life of her own with her sisters.

Fifteen years old, parentless and orphaned, the eldest Sanderson sister stood inside the butcher's shop dying the cuts of meat. She had found some work in the village and managed to procure enough money to finally feed her and sisters.

As the eldest, it was up to her to take care of her younger sisters, Mary and Sarah. Foolish and dim-witted as her younger sisters were, Sarah vowed to take care of her kin and protect them till the day she died. She always made sure they were fed, cleaned, and had a roof over their heads.

"Ah, young Sarah," Samuel, the village butcher said as Winnie entered the shop, "what might thy want today?"

"Depends on what meat thou would have today," Winnie said, matter-of-fact.

"Thine son hast prepared only the finest and tastiest of lambs this morning,"
Samuel offered,
Smiling to the young woman.

"I hate lamb," Winnie replied, most unimpressed.

"Hmm, well perhaps thou would like a cut of fresh chicken?"

"Pass."

"Er- perhaps thee would like porkchops? There's have just a bit left from last-"

"No!"

"I'm, er, afraid that there's not much more options to choose from, young Winifred."

"I heard talk in the town of a cow that thou hadst prepared. Perhaps thou could procure a cut of meat for my poor, parentless sisters and I?" Winnie looked up into the butcher's warm face, luring him in. The man had a heart of gold that Winnie could easily prey upon.

Samuel scratched the back of his neck nervously. "Heh, well indeed, thou does have a cut of the freshest beef. But, it's er, bit on the priced side," she said.