SnowBaz Oneshots

A Better Day- Part 1

So If You Haven't Found Out From Earlier Chapters, I Hate Agatha. In This Part, Agatha Is Going To Get A Lot Of Crap. I'm Not Even Sorry For It! Bye!

   --Me

*Simon's POV*

"What's wrong, Darling?" I ask Baz as he storms into the house and slams the bedroom door. Of course, he doesn't answer me. I sigh and walk to the door, but I don't even try to open it. I know it's locked. Every once in a while Baz will get in these moods, for different reasons each time, and all I want to do is make him happy again. I never like seeing him anything other than happy. "Darling, what's wrong? What happened?" I ask through the door. And as usual, I still don't get a reply. This calls for extreme measures. I go grab my cell from the kitchen and hit Our Playlist, with the volume all the way up. Immediately, Troye Sivan's voice comes through, singing Talk Me Down. I hear a small chuckle escape the bedroom, and I know that I have won. I hear the click singling the door is unlocked, but it still doesn't open. It seems like the mood is so bad this time even Troye Sivan can't help. Well, he helped a little. When I push open the door, I see Baz huddled on floor, muttering something about 'she is awful' and few other words I don't want to say. "Hey, what's wrong? Something happen at uni?" I ask gently as I sit next to him on the cold, wooden floor. "She ruins everything!" He whisper-yells at me. "She? Who? Penny?" Even though Penny and Baz have become friends over the years, sometimes the will still get on each other's nerves. "No, not Bunce." Baz mutters in reply. And Baz still can't say her first name, did I mention that? We have tried multiple things to make him, it never worked. So they have come to a small agreement, he can call her 'Bunce' and she gets to call him 'Basilton'. At least they came to a compromise. "Then who? Come on, Darling. I want to help." I plead. I take his hand in mine, kissing his knuckles as I do so, just to prove my point further. "Wellbelove. She came back and is going to uni. In my class!" Oh. Well now I see why he is upset. I'm just not sure how to help. Ever since she ran away, all of us have decided to forget anything and everything that involves Agatha. When it first happened we tried to contact her, but she ignored us. That was when we stopped trying to be a friend to her. Baz, I think, has always hated her the most. Something about 'hurting me, cowardliness, and her being a suggestive name.' Yeah, he hates her. "W-What happened? Did she talk to you? Why is she back?" I flood Baz with questions. He turns to look at me with the most murderous expression I have seen in a long time. "As soon as she saw me she pranced over to 'chat' and 'catch up'. Stupid twit. She said she came back because California wasn't like she thought, and now she wants to see us. You, Bunce, and I. While I was walking away, I was about to text you about her, but the faggot took my phone, out of my hand, and put in her number! She has been blowing up my cell ever since!" He shoves his phone at me and I see all the messages. "Why don't you delete her?" I ask as I read the texts. All of them are from her, Baz would never respond to her. "I tried! But she already had my number, so it was useless." I get to one text and my mind goes blank. Can you send me Simon's cell number? Do you even know it? Never mind, I forgot about the whole 'hating each other for life' thing. I'll see if I can find Penelope. She goes here, right? She will have his number. Why does she want to talk to me? Did she forget that he broke my heart multiple times, then ran away when we needed her most? Baz is right, she is a twit. "She also got our flat's address." Baz says quietly. What? "How did she get our address?!" I scream at him. He slowly scoots so close to me he is practically in my lap. I pull his the rest of the way in, my arms snaking around his waist naturally, and wait for him to explain what in the world of mages is going on. "When she took my cell, she went through my messages, apparently, and saw the ones where I sent the address to you. Luckily your contact name is under 'Love' because she didn't know it was you. What if she comes over?" He looks so devastated just at saying the possibility. NO, NO, NO! That she-devil cannot come to our home! She can't just come back! "Aleister Crowley! We will kick her out! She isn't welcome here! She isn't welcome in our lives, much less our house!" Baz nods his head against my chest as I finish my rant. I hug him tighter, solely for the purpose of making him closer to me. Then I remember the texts, "I have to call Penny."