Daughter of a Witch

Movie Marathon Night

The house was bathed in the golden warmth of late evening as Y/n carried an armful of blankets and snacks into the living room, piling them onto the couch with a bright grin. It had taken serious persuasion, but she had finally managed to get her moms on board for a proper movie marathon-each of them choosing a film to add to the night's lineup. And tonight, there would be no interruptions, missions, or distractions.

"Alright!" Y/n called, trying to hide her excitement. "Blankets, snacks... we're all set!"

Agatha drifted in from the kitchen, balancing a tray with drinks, a gentle smile lighting her face. "You really planned this out, didn't you, darling?"

Y/n laughed, giving an exaggerated shrug. "You know, just a little."

Rio appeared behind her, an amused smirk playing on her lips as she caught sight of the mountain of snacks and blankets. "Not sure we're prepared for your idea of a 'perfect' movie night, but we'll see."

Y/n grinned back, taking the remote. "Trust me, you'll love it."

With a mischievous glint in her eye, she pressed play, and the opening scenes of Twilight flickered onto the screen in moody shades of blue. Rio's eyebrow shot up while Agatha's lips quirked in a bemused smile.

"Wait, we're watching Twilight?" Rio asked, feigning horror. "Are you kidding me?"

"It's a classic!" Y/n replied, barely containing her laughter. "Trust me, it's worth it."

As Bella and Edward's peculiar romance unfolded, Rio and Agatha exchanged glances-baffled but entertained. With a smirk, Rio draped her arm around Agatha's shoulders, pulling her close. Agatha settled comfortably against her side, relaxing into the warmth of Rio's embrace, a soft smile tugging at her lips as they took in the absurdity on the screen.

"Oh, no..." Rio muttered when Edward started to sparkle. "This is... this is just too much."

Y/n laughed, clutching her stomach as she pointed to the screen. "See? Classic."

Agatha chuckled softly, her head nestled against Rio's shoulder. "I'll admit, it's definitely memorable..."

Despite the melodrama and odd dialogue, they all laughed together at the outlandish moments and over-the-top angst. Every now and then, Rio would lean over to whisper her observations, which only made Y/n laugh harder.

"Look at him," Rio scoffed, pointing at Edward's brooding expression. "Do you think he's actually in pain or just forgot how to smile?"

As the movie continued, Rio would gently kiss Agatha's temple or give her hand a reassuring squeeze, her laugh soft and warm. By the time Twilight ended, Y/n was wiping tears of laughter from her eyes.

"Okay, okay, I admit it," she said, catching her breath. "It was ridiculous, but you both loved it."

Agatha shook her head with a chuckle. "An interesting start, I'll give you that. But now..." She straightened up, holding the remote. "It's time for something truly classic."

She clicked play, and soon, the opening scenes of Pride and Prejudice filled the screen. Soft music swelled as misty landscapes appeared, and Y/n barely managed to suppress a groan, sinking back into the cushions.

"Oh no..." she murmured.

But Agatha just smiled. "This is what you call a real romance, darling."

Rio leaned back, her arm still draped around Agatha, unable to resist leaning in and whispering to Y/n. "Buckle up. This one has all the grand gestures."

The story unfolded in sweeping scenes of countryside estates and lingering stares, with Agatha lost in the romance of it all. Y/n was doing her best not to cringe through the intense declarations of love while Rio-fully enjoying herself-whispered her playful commentary, especially every time Mr. Darcy brooded.

"So... is he allergic to smiling?" she whispered, making Y/n cover her mouth to muffle her laughter.

"Shh," Agatha replied, mock-scolding them both, though she was clearly amused. She turned her attention back to the screen, nestled even closer to Rio, her hand resting comfortably over hers.

As Mr. Darcy confessed his love, Y/n threw Agatha a look. "People actually talk like this?"

Agatha smiled, her eyes bright. "In certain contexts... perhaps. But it's the sentiment, darling. Pure, timeless love."

Y/n rolled her eyes, though she couldn't help but smile, grateful for the moment. As Pride and Prejudice ended, she let out a dramatic sigh, barely holding back her laughter. "Okay," she declared, "we've done a romance, and... whatever Twilight was. So now, Mom's turn."

Rio grinned, taking over the remote. "Prepare yourselves, ladies."

The screen went dark, and when the opening notes of The Conjuring played, Y/n's eyes widened. "Wait... this is your pick?"

"Oh, it's a classic," Rio grinned wickedly.

Y/n's brows knitted together, a mixture of curiosity and dread on her face. But she didn't have much time to protest, as Rio had already hit play, and the eerie setting of the haunted farmhouse began to fill the screen.

With each creak, flicker of light, and unsettling whisper, Y/n felt her nerves tingling, and before long, she was squirming in her seat. A particularly intense scene made her jump, and she immediately moved to sit between her moms, instinctively seeking out comfort.

"There, now you'll be safe," Agatha whispered, wrapping her arm around Y/n's shoulders.

Y/n nestled closer to Agatha, keeping her eyes locked on the screen but clearly shaken. Each time something particularly frightening happened, she hid her face in Agatha's shoulder, clutching her mom's arm.

Rio smirked, giving Y/n a playful nudge. "Come on, kiddo. It's just a movie."

"It's The Conjuring," Y/n whispered, barely looking up. "And you're way too calm right now."

Rio chuckled softly. "Well, one of us has to be brave."

Agatha gently rubbed Y/n's back, leaning close to whisper, "We're right here, love. Just pretend it's fiction."

Y/n nodded slightly, but her grip on Agatha's arm didn't loosen. Her face was buried against her mama's shoulder with every jump scare, and she only dared to look when the scene shifted to something safer. She'd peek at the screen every now and then, only to jump and bury herself in Agatha's side again, making Rio chuckle.

By the time the end credits rolled, Y/n was practically clinging to Agatha, her heart racing. She finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked up, shooting Rio an exasperated look. "Okay, Mom, never again."

Rio couldn't hold back her laughter. "Oh, come on. It wasn't that bad."

Y/n let out an exaggerated sigh. "You laughed through the whole thing, and I think I just lost ten years off my life!"

Agatha gave her a reassuring hug and gently stroked her hair. "Well, I think you were brave, darling."

"Oh, really?" Y/n asked, relieved to hear it.

"Absolutely," Agatha replied, exchanging a look with Rio. "And next time, you get first pick-no horror allowed."

Rio chuckled, leaning over to give Y/n a playful nudge. "But admit it-you'll never forget it, right?"

Y/n managed a small smile, finally relaxing. "I guess not... but maybe a comedy marathon next time."

Settling back into the blankets, Y/n laughed as she thought about the absurd variety of movies they'd just gone through. Despite the frights, the laughter, and the poking fun, this was exactly what she'd wanted-a night of just being together, sharing in each other's company.

She snuggled deeper between her moms, feeling their warmth and strength around her. "Best movie night ever," she whispered, closing her eyes and savoring the love surrounding her.