Forever Charmed

Is There a Woogy in the House?

"Now, if I were Perry, where would I put the vacuum cleaner?" Laura asks herself.

"Probably somewhere out of reach from the short housemate that talks to herself," Carmilla replies as she orbs in.

Laura rolls her eyes. "Please, you're only, like, an inch taller than me."

Carmilla smirks as she flops onto the couch. "Why don't you just ask someone where it is?"

"Perry and LaFontaine took Danny to some magical doctor to make sure there's no lingering effects from the whole Wendigo incident," Laura replies, rooting around in a closet.

Carmilla gets up and leans against the doorframe of the closet. "Ah, yes. How did they take the news that their precious little Laura murdered someone?"

Laura sighs. "I think a part of them doesn't believe it. Hence the doctor visit."

"I mean, I guess if Danny is still a Wendigo, you guys would have a dog eat scraps off your floor three nights a month. If that's not a thing she does already."

Laura pokes her head out to pout in Carmilla's face. "Did you have a purpose for coming here, or was it just to annoy me?"

"I was bored," Carmilla says with a shrug.

Before Laura can fire back a reply, there's a deep rumbling noise. Soon, the house begins to shake. "What the––"

Some boxes in the closet behind Laura fly off the shelves towards her. Carmilla's eyes widen and she yanks Laura away, unprepared as Laura stumbles and trips into Carmilla. They both fall to the ground with a grunt and Carmilla gets the wind knocked out of her.

The rest of the stuff in the closet come shooting out and land on top of Laura as she shields Carmilla.

A few seconds pass before the house returns to stillness and Laura lets out a groan.

Carmilla quickly shoves the boxes off Laura. "Shit! Are you okay?"

"Ow," Laura moans against Carmilla's collarbone. She waits for a few seconds and that's all it takes for Carmilla to become very aware that Laura's breath is tickling her. Laura finally pushes herself up slowly.

Carmilla takes a moment to recompose herself before scrambling to her feet. "Are you okay?" she repeats.

Laura nods, wincing. "I think so."

She stretches and Carmilla's eyes involuntarily wander to the small patch of skin that reveals that Laura has honest-to-god abs.

"...Carmilla?"

Carmilla blinks and realizes Laura asked her something. "Huh?"

"I asked if you're okay after I landed on you," Laura giggles.

"Oh. Yeah. I'm great, cutie," Carmilla drawls.

They quickly put everything back into the closet.

"Do you guys get a lot of earthquakes around here?" Carmilla asks.

Laura nods. "Not too often, but I do remember a few while growing up here. I think they're a little stronger in the house because the coven was built on a ground with some strong energy below us."

Carmilla hums in response, as Laura looks pensive.

"Maybe the vacuum cleaner is in the basement?" Laura wonders out loud, heading over with Carmilla trailing behind her.

She grabs a flashlight and hesitates at the front step.

"Scared of the dark, cutie?" Carmilla teases.