Friends don't get to do this (Hosie)

Part 2

AN: Part 2 is up! It's longer as well! Enjoy!

- B

It wasn't long after Hope had arrived in the kitchen that Josie joined her. When Josie walked in she saw several pots and pans floating through the air and cooking ingredients sitting on top of the counter.

"Why am I not surprised by this?" The brunette let out a light laugh at the sight in front of her.

"What?" Hope shrugged with a half-smile. "If we have something amazing as magic why wouldn't you use it?" Josie raised a brow at the response.

"I may also not have been able to reach a couple of things." Hope embarrassingly scratched the back of her head.

"Ah, that sounds more like it." The young witch walked around the kitchen island to stand near Hope.

This finally gave Hope a chance to look at Josie's outfit and well, it definitely left her distracted for a minute. Josie was wearing a simple loose white tee paired with what seemed to be a linen pair of mustard yellow shorts, all tied together with a black jean jacket which seemed very familiar to Hope. After a second of scanning the younger girl's appearance, Hope finally realized where she recognized the jacket from. It was hers.

"I hope you don't mind." Josie tugged on the edge of her outerwear. "You left it in my room the other day so I borrowed it."

Hope didn't mind at all. If anything, she felt a gentle tug in her chest at the sight of Josie wearing her clothes.

"No, not at all. It actually looks better on you." It was faint but Hope saw the tint in Josie's cheek that appeared following her compliment. It was always so easy to make her blush but still, every time she did, it warmed Hope's heart to see.

Their little moment was then interrupted by the growling of Hope's stomach.

"Looks like someone's hungry." This time it was Hope's turn to blush. With her fast metabolism and constant physical activity, there was never a time she wasn't hungry.

"It's not my fault," Hope started as she slowly made her way around Josie. "You're the one who kept me waiting." Josie jumped as the tribrid gently poked her side and made a quick escape to the pantry.

Hope reached into the pantry to grab the opened bag of flour on the shelf. She then heard Josie's voice behind her in response to her comment.

"I'm sorry for being late." Before Hope had a chance to turn around she heard the voice growing closer to her. "However, I'm not sorry for this." With that, Hope's whole body shivered as the young witch's hand tickled her throughout her body.

"What's this for?" Hope managed to spit out in between fits of laughter, clutching tightly onto the bag of flour in her hands.

"You poked me first so I took that as your declaration of a tickle war." Josie responding not caring to stop. That's when Hope quickly spun around to face her, flour flying through the air all the while, covering both of them head to toe.

"Well, I guess I have to play my part too then." The auburn set the now half-empty bag of flour on top of the counter and grabbed both sides of Josie, tackling her to the ground as she tickled her.

With each tickle, a wave of giggles rippled through the room from both girls, more from Josie than Hope at that.

"Okay okay okay," Josie panted. Each breath leaving her body heavier than the one before. "I surrender!" She shouted, raising both hands, releasing Hope from her grip.

Knowing she had won, the corner of Hope's mouth tugged up to her infamous smirk. Winning was Hope's favorite thing to do and to see the defeat in your victim's eyes was one of the most satisfying things but this time it was different. Seeing the genuine joy on Josie's face distracted her from her victory. The way the edges of her mouth formed the perfect smile, the daylight glistening across her deep brown eyes, and the mess they had made with the flour powdering the tip of her perfect nose.

"You have a little something here." Hope breathed out a laugh, bracing herself with one hand, using the other to wipe the flour off of Josie's nose.

In that moment it felt like time had stopped. They were face to face, close enough that with one right move their lips would be sealed. But before Hope even had a chance to get to that conclusion the girls were interrupted by an oh so familiar voice.

"What are you guys doing on the floor?" The tall blonde walked around the kitchen island to find her sister and friend tangled up on the floor. "And what the hell happened in here?" She looks around the two, clearly with judgment seeping through her voice.

Hope and Josie were in way too good of a mood for it to be spoiled by Lizzie so they both just cleared their throats quickly, recovering from the moment they had just shared and laughed off the situation.

"We may have gotten into a minor tickle war," Josie explained, a half-smile growing as she thought back to the recent turn of events.

Lizzie raised a brow. "A tickle war? What are guys? Five?" What normally would be a mood dampening comment once again didn't faze the girls at all. Instead, both girls shrugged.

"It was fun and I won so it was definitely worth making a fool out of myself." Hope eagerly responded.

It was rare for Hope to be able to ever honestly admit that she was having a good time let alone expose her kiddish side but being around Josie made her comfortable. She knew that the younger witch would never judge and ever since she made amends with the blonde siphoner they'd been getting along fairly well as well.

"Well, you guys better clean this place up because MG and I are cooking dinner tonight and I don't need flour getting everywhere, especially on my new Gucci belt." Lizzie looked down at the belt hanging loosely on her waist, raising a protective hand over the shiny belt buckle.

Both Josie and Hope let out a light laugh at the very Lizzie like comment.

"Don't worry, it'll be spotless by the time we're done here," Josie reassured her sister. Hope nodding in agreement next to her.

"Good. Well, I'll see you guys later then. Enjoy whatever this is you guys are doing." Lizzie waved a dramatic hand over the mess and walked back out of the kitchen.

When they heard the light footsteps fade down the hall the girls turned to each other and broke out into laughter. Then they started looking around, noticing the mess they've made for the first time.

"I guess your sister was right, we did make a bit of a mess didn't we." Hope scanned the countertops and her clothes which were all dusted heavily in flour. This didn't matter to her though. The tribrid simply clapped her hands twice and everything was set back to the way it was before she had even reached for the flour.

"One day you're going to have to live without magic and I don't know what you'll do Mikaelson." Josie shook her head, smiling at her best friend's use of magic once more.

The two spent the rest of their morning making and eating their brunch, both enjoying every second of each other's company wishing it could last forever.