Yes... I am also in the depths of the LWA fandom too. Anyways, if you're into the show/fandom too, then enjooooy~
A certain redheaded woman smiled exasperatedly as she watched Luna Nova's brown-haired, knucklehead get chased down a field by none other than Amanda O'Neill. The young, fiery American was shouting rather colourful obscenities towards the other girl she was in pursuit of. The said girl simply evaded Amanda's oncoming attacks with both ease, and unadulterated glee.
"Akko! When I get my hands on you I'm gonna kick your as-!"
"What was that?" Akko playfully mocked as she continued to run away from the girl, "I can't hear you over the sound of you eating my dust!"
Amanda growled, "that does it!"
Professor Chariot's smile turned into one of mild worry when both the girls whipped out their wands. She knew that the young witch's weren't actually going to duel, per se... but with how irked Amanda seemed to be, Chariot couldn't be so sure. The way in which Akko was provoking the American witch probably didn't help either. That was when the professor decided to exercise some caution.
"Girls! Don't be too roug-"
"Slonhon Deance~!"
Ah- too late.
Everyone watched with both bewilderment, and barely contained mirth as Akko casted a flower spell on the American witch's head. Out of nowhere, a red sunflower that was about three times the size of Amanda's head just... sprouted from on top of her. Chariot actually had to stifle a giggle from seeing how utterly ridiculous Amanda looked with the massive flower on her head.
This action was immediately followed by the amused laughter and remarks from the rest of the students that were with the professor at the moment.
"Gahahaha! Oh man, look at O'Neill! She looks so foolish with that sunflower on her head!" Hannah exclaimed as she howled with laughter. Her more darker-haired counterpart also seemed to be enjoying the small debacle too, "Akko is so dead." Barbara pointed out. The two girls were sitting together at a small stump that they transmuted into a table; sipping some of the tea that Professor Chariot had brewed for the group.
"Shouldn't they be hungry by now?" Jasminka suddenly chimed in, "they've been running around like crazy since we've finished our last midterm."
Chariot watched as the tiny engineer leaning against the larger girl regarded her question with a silent shrug. Constanze then faced the Russian witch, and expectantly opened her mouth. Jasminka merely giggled and fed the shorter girl some of the chips that she head in her hands.
"Geh... how do they have so much energy?" Sucy droned as she lounged next to her timid, glasses-clad roommate on the picnic blanket. The said roommate was incidentally engrossed in the latest volume of Night Fall.
Chariot noted with amusement that the Mushroom enthusiast was absentmindedly placing an assortment of flowers on the small, Finnish girl's head as she read. Sucy then looked back at Amanda's flowerhead, and then perked up as some form of inspiration hit her. However, before she could raise her wand to exercise some shenanigans of her own, Lotte swiftly flicked the other girl's nose; eyes still glued on her book.
"Sucy, we've been roommates with Akko for a year," Lotte began, "you know how excitable she is..."
Sucy simply shrugged at the statement and resumed with making the smaller girl's flower crown.
"One one think that Akko would've at least gained a small amount of maturity over a year..." another voice joined in. Although the statement seemed like it was admonishing the brunette, Professor Chariot and the others knew that it was said with exasperated warmth. The professor turned her head to the side to face the Cavendish girl. She was staring on at Akko's antics with a sense of fondness, and Chariot couldn't help but smile at that. Throughout the last year, both Akko and Diana had improved their relationship in leaps and bounds.
Nowadays, it was actually uncommon to see one of the girls without the other. Despite the vast difference in their personalities and social standings, they always seemed to be stuck together like glue. Granted, the Professor didn't know how much of that was coincidental or not... but still. It was very reminiscent to the relationship that Professor Chariot - well, she had been Chariot at the time - had with a certain lavender-haired genius.
She wasn't going to dwell on that fact for now.
I guess a lot could happen in one year. Professor Chariot's gaze softened.
One year.
It's been one year since Akko and the 'Nine New Witches' unlocked the Grand Triskelion; ultimately releasing magic onto the world once again.
It's been one year since Akko hovered above the ground on her broom; pleasantly shocking everyone who had the chance to actually observe the feat.
It's been one year since Professor Chariot lost her ability to fly.
It's also been one year since Croix vowed to Chariot that she'd help her regain her ability to fly.
Chariot became a little disheartened by that. Her brows furrowed upwards, and she could feel the slight upturn of her lips.
It's been one year since I've seen Cr-
"Vega Varulus!"
The redheaded witch's eyes widened at the utterance of that spell, and she whipped her head to face the two rough-housing girls. She watched with horror as Amanda, quite literally, kicked Akko's... erm, behind. However, with the help of the strengthening spell, the American witch basically sent the brown-haired girl flying towards their general direction. Suddenly, everyone who had been leisurely taking it easy at the picnic area started to let out panicked yelps as Akko came flailing towards them. To her left, the Professor heard Diana let out an exasperated sigh while she stood up to address the issue.
With a wave of her wand, the Cavendish girl uttered one spell.
"Paleis Capama!"
Suddenly, a green, transparent orb engulfed the flying brunette. She immediately stopped her trajectory and became suspended in the air by Diana's spell. However, Akko didn't register that she had been saved, and was still flailing around in the orb; bracing herself for the impending scrapes and bruises that she had just been saved from by one Diana Cavendish.
"AAAHHHH-! Holy Shi-! Ah-..." Akko finally settled down when she realized that she wasn't going to eat dirt. She then stared feebly down at the blonde witch that helped her out. Diana simply let out an exasperated huff and swiftly deactivated the spell. This caused the brunette to fall unceremoniously onto the ground; right on her butt.
"Heh... Thanks, Diana!" Akko beamed up at the blonde witch. Diana shook her head good-naturedly and helped the girl up; but then she sighed when she saw how dirty Akko got her uniform. Everyone then watched as the Cavendish girl gently patted the girl's shoulders, in an attempt to wipe some of the dirt off. Everyone also noticed how the blonde girl's hands lingered a little bit more longer than they should have.
Diana smiled warmly at the hyperactive brunette.
"What am I to do with you?"
In response, Akko scratched the back of her head awkwardly and laughed.
It was then Professor Chariot's turn to smile.
Well isn't that a familiar scene?
However, before the redheaded witch could get lost in her nostalgia, a vibration interrupted her thoughts. She swiftly grabbed the small device out of her pocket. It was a tiny, hand-held pocket mirror that she modified into a communication device with magic. She figured that it'd be easier to communicate with the other professors this way.
She opened the small mirror.
"I-Is this thing on?" Professor Finneran's voice came through. Chariot smiled with mirth when she was met with the image of the other Professor's face unnecessarily close to the mirror-screen.
"Yes, Professor Finneran. It's on, but I don't think you need to lean so closely into the screen..."
The older, brown-haired witch promptly leaned back and coughed. "Ahem-! Yes, of course."
"So what do I owe the pleasure of you contacting me on my mirror?" Chariot questioned politely.
"Ah, yes... that. E-Erm..." Professor Finneran paused, "we are holding a staff meeting to address a certain... topic of interest, or issue that may have arose. If you can, please get Miss Cavendish to accompany you too. That is all." and with that, the screen shut off; leaving the redheaded witch to stare at her own reflection. Chariot simply shrugged at the message. She'd find out the details about it soon enough.
Before she could turn to address Diana, the girl already had her broom and was waiting for her. The Professor smiled apologetically at the young girl, but she didn't seem to mind at all. It wouldn't be the first time the prodigy was called in for help by the Professors at their school.
"Aww! You guys are leaving already?!" Akko whined. Both Chariot and Diana let out a little exasperated huff at that. It would seem that they both didn't enjoy bursting the hyperactive girl's bubble... but sometimes, duty called. And they both had quite a bit of responsibility to attend to when it came to their academic lives at Luna Nova. Which was a little ridiculous, Chariot thought; considering that Diana was only a student...
"I'll meet up with you... all, later. At dinner." The redheaded witch didn't fail to notice the way in which the young Cavendish added everyone else in as an afterthought.
Akko pouted, "Alright! But you better not work yourself too hard, Okay?" Diana playfully rolled her eyes, but nonetheless nodded at Akko's request. The young brunette then turned towards her mentor. "See ya tomorrow morning Professor Chariot!" Chariot merely patted the girl's head before walking towards Diana and mounting the student's broom. Diana regarded her politely, and hopped on the broom too. The Cavendish girl then uttered the flight spell, and they both were lifted up in the air.
They both straddled the broom in a comfortable silence while Diana guided it to the principal's office.
"Professor?"
Chariot jumped slightly, and nearly fell off at Diana's sudden attempt at conversation. "Ah-! Er... Yes, Diana?"
"Do you have any idea as to why we are both being called into the staff meeting?"
The young Professor shrugged at that, "I'm sorry, I haven't a clue."
"I see..."
The conversation pretty much stopped after that. Not that either of them minded, of course; it was a comfortable silence.
I guess we'll find out when we get there...
Oh... she was NOT supposed to find out this way...
Criox fought the urge to visibly shiver when she felt not one, but two glares being aimed at the back of her head. Which namely came from one Chariot Du Nord and one Diana Cavendish. The purple-haired woman didn't really blame them, though.
After she had left to find a cure for Wagandea's curse, she more or less so left Chariot on radio silence.
She didn't contact her at all.
And it wasn't like she didn't want to; well, maybe that was a part of it... and then there was the fact that she literally devoted all of her time on finding a cure for Wagandea. And when Croix became engrossed in something, it was borderline obsessive - which was an unhealthy habit that she was trying to fix. But... with regards to her long-time friend, she felt that she didn't deserve to talk to the redheaded witch until she redeemed herself. The whole reason as to why she was even at Luna Nova at the moment was because she was positive that their archives had the key to the curse.
Ugh... now that I think about it, my rationale for not talking to her was rather stupid. I eventually came back anyway...
Then there was Luna Nova's current prodigy: Diana Cavendish; who incidentally was boring holes into the back of Croix's head at the moment. Croix really didn't blame the platinum blonde witch for looking so openly perturbed by her presence.
"Headmistress Holbrooke, please. I can assure you that I don't need a kid babysi-"
"Supervising~"
Croix bit back a groan at the older woman's correction, but nevertheless continued on, "Erm... supervising me while I continue out my parole at Luna Nova!"
"That is where you're wrong, Professor Croix." a certain, rigid Professor chimed in. Croix turned her head towards Finnelan, and fought the urge to use the Murowa spell on her. Finnelan continued, "although the reports that we received from the Correctional Rehabilitation Centre show that you've made good progress, we still cannot fully trust you to your own devices at this institution. The last time we did that, it did not end well."
"But does a kid have to-!"
"Who else would be better suited to keep you in line than Miss Cavendish herself?" Finnelan interrupted. The older woman then narrowed her eyes, "Why? Would you prefer if Professor Char-"
"Nope! No..." Croix suddenly blurted out. She scratched the back of her head, "Luna Nova's favourite Idol-Prodigy thing is a-okay with me!"
She heard Diana grunt at that last part.
The lilac-haired Professor then returned her gaze back to the principal; who openly seemed to be enjoying this whole ordeal.
"Well... if we all appear to be on the same page..." Miranda began, "then I believe that this staff meeting is adjourned." Everyone simply muttered their own affirmative responses to the old woman, and began filing themselves out of the office.
However, when they finally got out, Croix was met with the annoyed looks of the two witch's who were drilling holes in the back of her head in the office. She looked back-and-forth between them. Chariot was giving Croix an unreadable expression; but the lilac-haired witch knew that the other woman was well, pissed at her at the moment. Diana, on the other hand, seemed to be incredibly inconvenienced by this whole arrangement.
Croix sighed.
She decided to deal with Chariot first.
"L-Listen, Char-!"
"No need to explain yourself, Professor Meridies"
Yiiiikes!
Not even the deepest levels of the Frozen Tundra could be as cold as Chariot at the moment.
Croix suddenly found it hot, and pulled at the collar of her green poncho, "E-Erm-!"
"It would seem that we both have the same teaching schedule and neighbouring Room Block's. So I will see you tomorrow throughout our morning classes, Professor Meridies."
The lilac-haired woman gulped. "Uh... yeah." and with that, the redheaded woman basically stomped away. After Chariot's figure was out of her line of vision, she slumped.
"Well that went splendidly." Croix sarcastically remarked to nobody in particular.
"Hmmm... Indeed." another voice noted with amusement.
Croix jumped at the new voice, but then she remembered that the Cavendish girl was basically made to be her babysitter for God knows how long. She then turned her attention to the young Prodigy, and sighed yet again.
"Well-"
"I will escort you to your living quarters." Diana began, "I'll have you know that you will be in the room across from my school mates and I. So if you need to go anywhere, do not hesitate to knock on my door. If I am away, then simply activate the call button on your monitoring Rune." she pointed at the button-shaped Rune placed on Croix when she got to Luna Nova, "the corresponding Rune on my wrist will notify me when you need me to take you anywhere in the school."
Croix was a little put off with how curt the girl was being, but she suppose it was to be expected. "O-Okay..." The Cavendish girl proceeded to walk up to the woman, and rather roughly handed her a map with directions to her new 'living quarters'.
"Now... if you'll excuse me, I have dinner plans with some friends that I must attend to." Before Croix could even say anything, the young witch had already begun to walk away. However, she stopped after a few steps and Croix felt another shiver travel down her spine when she saw the threatening glare on the young girl's face.
"And if you even so much as have intentions to hurt Akk- er, my friends..." Diana began, "I will not hesitate to take measures into my own hands, Professor Croix. I can assure you that."
Well damn.
Again, the girl walked away before the woman could utter a response.
Soon, Croix found herself alone in the hallway.
She looked up, and drawled out a dramatic sigh.
"Well Shit..."
"Holy Shit-!
"Language, O'Neill!" Diana huffed.
"Holy Crap!"
Diana sighed.
After the rather stupid meeting that she had with the teachers regarding Croix, Diana had immediately left to go have dinner with her friends. Naturally, she told everybody what the meeting was about, and now, all her friends were buzzing about in some strange form of apprehensive excitement. The young Cavendish girl thought that she could finish this school year off in peace, but apparently some cosmic being had other plans for her. In the back of her mind, she wondered if a certain Olde witch had anything to do with this, but she quickly debunked the thought.
Diana was pretty sure that Woodward didn't actually have power over the affairs of the Mystical Justice System.
The stupid Mystical Justice System.
"They're actually going to let that crazy person teach here again?!" Amanda exclaimed.
Those were initial thoughts exactly. However, Diana wasn't actually going to voice her dismay out loud. She was a Cavendish, after all; and acting childish over her situation was unsightly and unbecoming of her. Instead, she tried to be mature about it.
The keyword being tried.
"She had been rehabilitated enough in the past year for them to think that she was fit to come back as a teacher." Diana informed them; trying to keep the obvious annoyance out of her voice. "And apparently she believes that there's information in Luna Nova's Archives that could help with her cure for Wagandea's Curse."
At that last part, a certain brunette perked up, "Wait, so does that mean she might be close to finding a cure?!"
Diana pondered that, "Possibly-"
"That's great! Hey! Maybe she really did turn a new leaf. I mean if she hadn't, she wouldn't be working so hard to cure Professor Chariot, would she?"
The Cavendish girl didn't have the heart to voice her doubts towards the girl across the table. The way in which Akko was beaming at her with unadulterated hope seemed to squash the doubts that she had about the woman in her mind. She simply sighed, and crossed her arms.
"It's... probable, I guess."
Akko then let out an excited squeal. "Oooh! I can't wait to talk to her! She's probably been all around the world, trying to find ingredients for a cure for the curse!"
"R-Right..."
"And, AND-! Ah- are you gonna eat that, Diana?" the blonde witch raised her brow when she saw that Akko was pointing right at her tart.
She stared at the brunette blankly. "Yes."
"Oh Okay, thaanks~"
"Akko, I didn't say no."
"Ah-"
There was a bit of a silent standoff between the two witches. And for some reason, everyone seemed to tense up. Both Hannah and Barbara were holding onto each other for dear life. Lotte had an expression of genuine concern plastered on her face, whereas Sucy stared on at the interaction with a smirk. Then there was the green team, who were more or less so excited about either of the girl's next potential actions. It was needlessly dramatic, really.
But Diana knew one thing for sure: she wasn't going to give up the tart.
After everything that happened today, she deserved the damn tart.
It's MY damn tart.
"Ssss...natched!" Akko grabbed the tart out of Diana's plate and proceeded to run away.
"A-Akko!"
"Catch me if you can, Diana!"
She shot up from her chair and chased the brunette.
Chariot plopped onto her bed with an unceremonious thud!
Suddenly, her cheeks grew hot and she sat cross-legged on her bed with her face pressed against a pillow. She let out a muffled scream against the said pillow, which inadvertently caused Alcor to squawk at her in what seemed to be concern.
The redheaded witch raised her head up and then blankly stared out of the skylight window on the ceiling.
"Oh tomorrow is going to be awkward."
She plopped back down onto her bed in despair.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH-
I can assure you that this fic will primarily be fluffy. I just love this Fandom so much, I had to write something for it! Don't know if this is going to be a short or long fic yet. I just know that I'm having fun writing it.
ahahaha hope you guys will have fun reading it!
Until Next Time,
MediocreWriter.
