Night had fallen and the plan was in place, Connor was in dress clothes, something he lamented greatly. The entire family was preparing for Father Blackwood's arrival for Prudence's final supper, scurrying about the house, finishing up their individual jobs.
Connor was helping his Aunt Hilda with her cake, putting the final spells in place as a knock resounded from the door. Connor walked out of the kitchen to the door, standing beside his sister.
"Father Blackwood, Lady Blackwood, please, come in," Sabrina greeted them.
"Happy...um," She stumbled over her words, "Feast of Feasts."
"Blessed Feast, Father, Madame," Connor greeted correctly.
"Blessed Feast," They both replied.
"We'll be dining in the parlor this evening," Sabrina informed the two, the Spellman siblings leading the Blackwoods to the room, intercepted by the Sisters.
"Wow," Lady Blackwood said, "Prudence, you look stunning. You must be filled with such--"
"I'm filled with ecstasy, yes, Lady Blackwood," Prudence finished for her.
"Shall we eat," Sabrina asked, everyone taking a step toward the table before Father Blackwood stopped them.
"If I may," Father Blackwood said, stopping everyone in their tracks, "Thank you to Queen Prudence for the sacrifice she makes tonight...for the coven."
A silence grew between the patrons before Lady Blackwood asked Aunt Hilda, "And where is your sister, Hilda?"
"Given her disenfranchised status, I didn't think it was appropriate for to join us," Aunt Zelda explained.
"Also, she's making dessert," Sabrina popped in.
Connor took his seat to the right of Sabrina, who was retrieving the cake, while he already wanted the night to be over.
"Oh, come on," He heard 'Luna in his head, "It can't be that bad."
'Easy for you to say, you're not down here,' He snarked back.
"And now for the piece de resistance," Sabrina announced, setting the cake on the table, "My Aunt Hilda's brown butter marchpane cake with brandied currants."
"Mmm," Lady Blackwood said, "Looks delicious...But I want to save some room for later."
"Nonsense, Lady Blackwood," Aunt Zelda addressed her, "You're eating for three, remember?"
She turned to her husband, "Faustus?"
"When can one be gluttonous if not on the Feast of Feasts," He responded.
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De ea Amico (A CAOS story)
FanfictionGreendale, a town in which every day feels like Halloween and is home to two siblings: a boy and a girl. They are half-witches rapidly approaching their 16th birthday, and as such, have to make an important decision. They must choose between their h...
