Chapter Text
1994
The car stopped in front of an imposing metal gate. The driver got out of the car and went to open the door to a blonde dressed in elegant clothes. She got out of the car and stopped in front of the gate pressing the bell. The driver also went to open the back door, from which two young girls, each as tall as the other, came out. But one of the two girls was blond with amber eyes like citrine, while the other girl had brown hair with crystal blue eyes. They both had a suitcase in their hands, and the older blonde put one hand on their shoulders and pushed them toward the gate which was now open. The two young girls saw the academy door open and a woman with flaming hair coming out and walking toward them. She stopped a few meters away from them. The older one passed in front and approached the redhead. She whispered to her before looking at the two girls and getting to their levels. She put her hands on their shoulders and looked at them in turn.
-My darlings... You will become wonderful witches...
The blonde took the two girls in a hug and looked at the brunette.
-Juliet, you have to promise to look after your sister.
The brunette nodded and took a look at her sister. The older one nodded and looked at the blonde.
-Cordelia... You have to promise me that you will listen to your sister no matter what the situation. Do I have your word? The blonde looked down and nodded as she looked at her shoes, This woman, the eldest gave a whim towards the redhead, will take care of you, teach you things. And you'll have to listen to her. Have I made myself clear?
Juliet and Cordelia nodded. The older one looked at them and straightened up before taking a look at the redhead.
-They'll be fine and safe here, won't they?
-Safer than with you if that's your question.
The blonde stretched herself but remained calm.
-Myrtle... Will you take care of them? Can I trust you?
-Is that really a question worth asking, Fiona? They'll be safer here with me than with you, you know that. That's why you even came here on your own.
Fiona nodded and didn't know what to do. She looked at the redhead and seemed to run away from her gaze. Myrtle approached Fiona and put her hands on her arms, looking into her eyes.
-Young girls, she said turning to Juliet and Cordelia, go inside while I talk to your mother.
Juliet took her suitcase in her hands and was soon followed by Cordelia who stopped by the doorway to take a last look at her mother.
-Go on Cordelia... Go in...
The blonde turned away and joined her sister in the lobby. Myrtle looked at Fiona and hugged her. Fiona, who was tensed, relaxed at contact and began to cry.
-Go ahead. It's better out than in, it seems.
-I'm afraid Myrt... confessed Fiona still in the embrace, The girls, there's nothing they can do outside. It's too risky.
Fiona parted and looked Myrtle in the eyes.
-We left at night to keep quiet.
-Fiona? You are the Supreme... You can make anyone forget this kind of thing... What happened in Boston?
Fiona shook her head negatively.
-It's better if you don't know... I have to go...
-Don't worry, I'm looking after Juliet and Cordelia. They will want for nothing.
Fiona nodded and squeezed Myrtle one last time before heading for the exit.
-Your style is improving day by day Dogface. Said Fiona smiling mockingly.
Myrtle laughed but did not answer, she posed and said goodbye to the blonde with her hand. Fiona nodded toward Myrtle and rushed into the car that left almost right away. Myrtle watched the car leave and once out of sight, she went into the academy and saw the two girls in the lobby. She saw the blonde, Cordelia, who looked at her feet and wiped her eyes several times. While the chestnut-haired one looks at the portraits of the Supreme before her mother. Juliet turned to the redhead and walked towards her sister. Cordelia turned to the redhead and looked into her eyes.
-Will you be our mother now?
Stunned, Myrtle looked at the blonde and her gaze passed over the brunette next to her who seemed less sad and more determined and judged her with her eyes. The redhead took the blonde in her arms.
-Of course, my dear child. Of course.
Cordelia let herself go into the arms of the older one and wept even more. Juliet put her hand on Myrtle's arm and her other hand on her sister's back, pinning a lock of her hair with her finger and playing with it. Myrtle looked at the young Cordelia who cried against her and stroked her hair, her gaze passing to Juliet and became more serene. She discerned how the blond looked physically like her mother while the brunette was their opposite, but seemed to share a strong personality with the Supreme. She continued hugging the young Cordelia and passed a comforting hand through Juliet's hair.