You hosting a yard sale? I just figured while we’re stuck here I may as well work out which stuff to keep and which to donate. Listen I found Hope exploring the rubbish in the attic. She’s restless. She’s not restless. She’s bored. Most kids her age would be at school, they’d have friends to play with. Well, once Freya teaches her to hone her magic she’ll be powerful beyond measure. She won’t need friends. She’ll be worshiped. She doesn’t want to be worshiped. She just wants someone to hold the other end of the jump rope. She’ll be above such things. She will have power enough to protect herself from anything. We won’t have to trap her in bloody boundary spells just to keep her safe.
I need a fluffy fic of bughead meeting as kids