Little Queens: Six the Musical

Chapter 4

Trigger Warnings: Implied Eating Disorder and Self-Harm

All of Henry's ex-wives were sitting together at the table, attempting to eat dinner. Catherine and Jane sat at the heads of the table, while Kat and Anna sat on one side, Cathy and Anne on the other.

Kat, Cathy, and Anne had gotten into some kind of discussion about a pigeon Anne and Kat had briefly seen earlier. Jane was occasionally joining in, saying that they couldn't bring a random pigeon into the house. Anna had been watching them, her mind set on anything except the food in front of her.

Catherine gently nudged Anna's leg with her foot. It caused the younger of the two to look over. She motioned to the food on Anna's plate, but Anna shook her head.

"A little bit, Anna," Catherine said quietly under her breath.

Anna shrugged. Catherine looked at the other end of the table, where Jane had the others distracted. She leaned over towards Anna's plate and sectioned off some of the food. It was about half the mash potatoes and a few of the green beans.

"Just that, okay?"

Anna nodded, defeated. She partially regretted talking to Catherine because now she'd have to eat. It did make her feel somewhat loved.

"Aragon. Aragon. Aragon." Cathy was poking her godmother's arm repeatedly, trying to get her attention.

"What, Cathy?"

"Anne and Kat want a pigeon. And Jane said no. Anna...I don't know what Anna wants. I don't know what I want, either. So..." Cathy rambled a little.

"No pigeon. We can't have a wild bird running around the house." Catherine said, looking at Jane, who nodded.

"Running?" Kat asked Anna quietly, leaning over. Her eyebrows were furrowed together in confusion. Birds run? She was still hesitant, after almost a year, to speak her mind, usually reserving openly talking for when she was with her cousins and Anna.

Anna smiled at her girlfriend. "Yeah, you're right. Birds don't run, they fly."

"Stan the Pigeon can run, thank you very much!" Anne shouted.

"Girls," Jane said sternly from the end of the table, causing everyone to momentarily stop what they were doing and look. "We're not getting a pigeon, end of the story. Now please don't start shouting." Jane gave Anne a pointed look.

"Alright, alright. No need to go all mom on me," Anne joked.

Anna and Cathy had tensed slightly. Jane and Catherine had been scrambling to figure out something to destroy the new tension in the room. Luckily, Kat was almost completely oblivious to the tension.

"Do we have any cookies left?" Kat asked, getting up and grabbing her plate.

Jane smiled. She also began to get up. "I don't know, love. How about we go look? Anyone else want some?"

"Bring me back one, Kat?" Anne asked, giving her younger cousin puppy eyes.

"Alright, fine."

Jane and Kat went into the kitchen. This left Catherine, Anne, Cathy, and Anna in the dining room.

Catherine smiled at Anna when she saw that the food she had sectioned off had been eaten. Anna looked uncomfortable, holding one of her arms near her stomach. "Can I go back upstairs now?"

Catherine nodded at her. "I'll tell Kat you went back up."

Anna quickly retreated back upstairs to her room. Anne watched her go, confused. Since when did Anna need to ask Aragon for permission? And Aragon, of all people?