Cordelia didn't know much about the new girl that had just recently asked to stay at the Academy, besides what she had seen in her vision.
This ethereal swamp witch was seeking safety, and Cordelia was going to do her best to give her just that. The Headmistress saw it as her job to make sure each and every witch that come to her have a safe place to call home, where all of their burdens were shared. Misty was going to get just that.
There was something about Misty Day, Cordelia had to admit, that interested her. She was so effortlessly serene and sure of herself, but at the same time so very innocent and vulnerable.
Misty turned her nose up at the large white house, she hated it here. The clinical walls, the bad vibes in the air, it made Misty feel more unsafe here than at her small shack in which she had been shot at. But Misty now had finally met the 'Cordelia Foxx' that Zoe had talked about, the swamp witch was full of interest for this woman, almost feeling like they had connected when the blonde had taken her hand and searched through her past.
But Misty was always so stubborn and heavily avoided the other women in the house, out of fear of rejection, something she did first so she wouldn't receive it herself, Misty had to stay one step ahead to avoid the hurt. But misty couldn't stop thinking about Cordelia, her smooth hands and willingness to protect her, it stirred up something in the swamp witch's heart that she couldn't explain.
It had been a long day, Cordelia wanted nothing more than to be alone in her greenhouse and to work a little magic on some plants. She walked into the greenhouse with a slight buzz in her ears. Did she hear music?
"Misty?" She said when she saw the familiar blonde watering some of her plants. "I see you found the casette player. I forgot we even had it. What are you listening to?" Cordelia asked. She recognized the music, it was hauntingly familiar. Stevie Nicks?
"She rules her life like a bird in flight an' who will be her lover?" Misty sang happily as she pottered around in the green house, watering plants and placing eggshells in the plant pots to help the plants grow better. Misty jumped as she realized she had company. "Miss Cordelia! Oh Well….I um….I found it jus' put away in a cupbaord, an' I was lookin'…Oh, this is Stevie Nicks! Tha White witch, shes my hero" The blonde blushed, setting down the watering can.
"Oh, I love Stevie Nicks!" Cordelia said, a smile spreading across her cheeks. Maybe she didn't loveStevie Nicks, but she knew the name, and that was all that mattered to her.
"What's this song you have playing?" She asked, walking over to see what Misty's latest project was.
"Yah do?" Misty beamed excitedly, coming closer to Cordelia. "Thats amazin' I ain't ever met anyone who liked her as much as me!" she grinned. "This is Rhiannon, This song was her anthem… doesn't it just penetrate your soul an' tell the truth about everything you've ever felt in your whole life? "
Cordelia listened closely to the song. "Yeah…Yeah it does." She said lightly. "I remember this song…I think it's one of the ones I listened to back in college." Cordelia tried to remember the lyrics.
"All your life you've never seen a woman" She sang in an impromptu voice.
"Taken by the wind…" She smiled, playfully speaking the lyrics along with the song. "Yeah, I remember this one."
"You've got good taste in music, Misty." Cordelia said, resting her hand against the swamp witch's back.
Misty laughed and nodded. "Ya probably did, I never went ta college myself…But i listened ta it load when I was younger" The swamp witch smiled as she dusted mud off her hands. Misty watched Cordelia as she sang, not being able to keep the smile from her features, Misty sang softly with her, but not wanting to sing over the other blonde.
"Thank you, I basically love anythin' Stevie, she could sing tha phonebook an' it would be amazin" she giggled.
"It would be!" Cordelia giggled. "So how are you taking to the new scenery? This house, I mean."
Cordelia's hands fidgeted with her own skirt at her side, something about the witch's presence made her nervous.
"The house is…..lovely" Misty sighed "Look, I ain't gonna lie ta ya miss Cordelia, but…I miss ma home, my shack….an' I hate ta ask but, when do ya think I can go back?" she asked. "I don't belong here"
"Uhh.." Cordelia was slightly shocked by Misty's admission. "Well, as long as there are witch hunters about, it's safest for you to stay here. And I—Well is there anything I can do to make this place feel more like home? I really don't know how long your stay will be but safety is a priority—"
Misty shrugged. "I don't sleep well here….I can't hear tha Cicadas, an' its too open, ma bed is too comfy…Too many people" Misty began listing things, but then felt she was being ungrateful, after all these witches had but their necks on the line to help her and accept her into their coven. "I'll adapt" she said quickly with a tight smile to try and make Cordelia happier. "Safety is key" she said with a sigh.
"Is it having a room to yourself? Does that bother you? I can make arrangements—-" Cordelia didn't really now how to start with Misty. She wanted Misty's stay to be comfortable and also long. She felt guilty admitting that to herself.
"Well tha room by myself….thats not so much tha problem, its jus' tha sheer size of it on my own, well it makes me feel more isolated, its why I tend ta stay here all night, I camp out under the workbench" Misty admitted. "I don't know how good a roommate I am for tha other girls, besides…I'm older than them anyway, they probably think I'm weird.
Cordelia nodded as she listened to Misty's reasonings. She didn't have much of a counter argument, the swamp witch's points were valid.
Cordelia placed her hand on Misty's shoulder.
"You aren't weird, Misty." She consoled. "You're just…interesting?"
Cordelia worried that what she said last would offend the younger witch. She was just trying to provide insight, after all.
"And, I mean, I'm older…But then again I am the Headmistress so I don't guess that really counts…But I assure you that you're among friends."
Misty watched as the blondes hand was placed on her shoulder, her heart rate picking up a little.
"Thats what ma schoolteacher used ta say" she shrugged. "I am weird, but I guess I'm okay with that, you maybe older, but you have your own room an' don't have ta worry about sharin' with them….They maybe friends…..But I still don't fit in"
Cordelia turned away, closing her eyes as she smiled.
"You really don't need to worry Misty, I won't let anything happen to you." She assured.
She let out a gentle sigh.
Misty nodded. "I know ya won't" she smiled. "But I do have a question Miss Cordelia, why do you all think i'm tha next supreme?"
"Well I suppose it's—-You Sort of came out of nowhere. You have some pretty wicked powers in your hands, for one. Resurgence isn't an easy feat to be had. If anyone's capable of bein the Supreme I feel like it's you." Cordelia said, turning to face Misty again. Cordelia's gaze met Misty's, wandering to the pools of blue in her eyes. She had a certain kindness, an innocence that Cordelia couldn't quite explain. Cordelia felt some sort of connection to the woman, one she couldn't place just yet.
Misty nodded as she listened, Cordelia's explanation made sense but Misty just couldn't agree. "I see….But Miss Cordelia, I don't have a royal bone in ma body, I know that in ma heart. Resurgence or not. I jus' don't want ya all pinnin' your hopes on me" she said quietly, picking up a withered plant and playing with its wilted leaves.
"Don't burden yourself with thoughts like that just yet, my mother is still the supreme, and as long as she's in charge…" Cordelia trailed off. "Don't worry, you have time to let the idea sink in, no one's trying to pin anything on you this early on."
"Hey, do you want me to teach you how to bring that one back to life?" Cordelia asked, eyeing the plant that had Misty's attention.
Misty nodded, feeling that bit more confident with Cordelias words. "Okay, well that makes me feel a little better about things I guess…..I jus' got freaked out because of that Sacred takin" Misty sighed, looking back to the plant.
"Sure! I'd love that" Misty grinned brightly.
Cordelia grabbed an empty container, mixing several ingredients from around the room into it.
By this time, Kind of Woman had begun to play on the cassette player.
Cordelia grabbed a few other ingredients, as well as some bay leaves, adding them to the mixture.
Misty helped the woman all she could picking up a bay leaf and smelling it. "I didn't know bay leaves had magic in them" Misty said, looking up to the blonde, admiring her knowledge on all the ingredients around her.
"They provide protection." Cordelia said, "Asafetida banishes evil."
Cordelia smiled at Misty's sudden interest. She never knew anyone who shared her love of plants like Misty seemed to.
Misty nodded as Cordelia spoke, the blonde studied the mixture curiously, going to smell it, she wrinkled her nose and looked back. "Oh wow thats some stinky shit" she giggled.
Cordelia smiled as Misty giggled, her face quickly regaining it's seriousness. "Now, you never use this unless under extreme circumstances." She said.
Cordelia took a spoonfull of the mud mixture and smeared it at the root of the wilted plant.
Misty watched Cordelia with fascination. "Hey, could I try tha incantation?" Misty smiled brightly.
Cordelia smiled back. "Go for it." She said, watching as Misty grabbed the slip of paper that the incantation was written on. Cordelia's heart fluttered as she watched. This girl was truly mesmerizing.
Misty studied the paper and breathed in before approaching the plant, she stared down at the paper and began to speak "bagahi laca bachahe. lamac cahi achabahe. karrrelyos." she said, in a normal tone, a little confused as the plant did nothing.
Cordelia frowned slightly as she listened to Misty speak. She wasn't all that surprised when the plant stay wilted.
"Stronger Intent." She said densely.
Misty sighed slightly and stepped closer, a little nervous before opening her mouth again, her tone louder this time. "Lamac lamec bachalyos. Cabahagi sabalyos. Baryols." Misty said, watching as the plant flourished and bloomed "Damn! that is so cool!" she said happily, offering the woman a double high five.
Cordelia highfived Misty, pulling her close when she offered a second highfive. "We make a great team." Cordelia said.
Cordelia couldn't help but smile.
She let Misty go, taking one of the ripe red tomatoes from the vine, popping it into her mouth. She watched as Misty smiled and did the same. Had they just had a moment?
"Now we need to make some more of this for everyone." Cordelia said. "Go get some more of that mud back there." She smiled as Misty nodded, taking the tin they had used to mix and turning away.
Misty laughed, holding onto the womans hand for a moment before quickly realizing and dropping it, looking a little embarrassed. She smiled proudly and picked up the bucket, walking away before she stopped and turned watching the blonde. "You're such an awesome leader Miss Cordelia….I've got so much ta learn from you" she said softly, her eyes bright.
"Fiona is the leader of this coven." Cordelia aptly said, a lack of humor on her face.
Misty pursed her lips as Cordelia said that, her head shaking slightly as she walked away, wishing the blonde would see just how important she was.
Misty busied herself with the mud, putting paste on more roots until she heard Cordelia, she sounded angry or upset the swamp witch wasn't sure, so she came to investigate, a need to protect Cordelia arising. "Whos this?" Hank asked, stopping his argument with his wife. "Hey, I'm Misty" The blonde said with a false smile. "Can we have this conversation alone please?" Hank asked, making Misty back away awkwardly.
Cordelia looked relieved to see Misty. Hearing Hank demand Misty leave, Cordelia shot back. "Don't leave, Misty." She said it sternly, she didn't want to be left alone in a room with this man, not now, not even for a moment.
"She and I have much bigger concerns than this conversation." She continued. "I've told you how I feel. Take your stuff and leave."
"No, I'm not going anywhere." Hank said.
Hank was not happy to hear what Cordelia had to say, a look of anger washed upon his face.
"I'm your husband! This is my home!" He yelled.
"Not anymore." Cordelia said coldly. "I've spoken to a lawyer. I'm filing for divorce."
Misty stood awkwardly beside the two, holding a bucket, she felt so out of place and her expression showed it, her gaze kept on glancing over to Cordelia, not being able to stop looking at the blonde, wanting her to be ok. Misty wrinkled her nose ever so slightly smelling alcohol on Hank, no wonder Cordelia didn't want her to leave.
"That's bullshit! You got to listen to me. All I want is to protect you.
I know you don't believe it, but that's all I've ever wanted to do." Hank said.
Cordelia could read Hank like an open book full of bullshit. She knew he was just saying whatever he had to so she would come crawling back to him. Not again, No no.
"Your shit's in a box in the closet. Get it, and then get out." She said, making her intentions clear.
Misty almost found herself glaring at Hank now, she was tempted to throw him out herself, she figured she could use some of her fighting moves on him, the thought amusing her somewhat, she hoped she'd never have to use them at all in this house.
Misty watched as Hank left the greenhouse, waving after he had gone, the blonde shaking her head, she set down the bucket. "Miss Cordelia, are you okay?" she asked softly.
"I'm fine, Misty." Cordelia said. Seeing Misty's face she could tell her words weren't believable. "Really, It's fine." She repeated.
"I'm better now that I've dealt with him…hopefully once and for all."
She said this with little conviction, knowing that it wouldn't be like Hank to give up that easily. She tried to clear her mind.
"Hey, why don't you turn your music back on? I could use the background noise." Cordelia said, cleaning up what little mess surrounded her.
Misty watched her, disheartened. "Ya know, the more you say tha word fine…The more you're really not" She sighed. "I hope he leaves ya alone, he looked like a real waste of space…"
Misty looked up as Cordelia spoke again. "Sure! We'll bring Stevie back in ta lighten tha mood" She nodded, finding the cassette player and putting it into action.
Cordelia smiled as she heard the familiar tune of yet another Stevie Nicks song.
Well I never thought I'd make it here in Hollywood
I never thought I'd ever want to stay
What I seem to touch these days has turned to gold
What I seem to want well you know I'll find a way
"What's this song?" Cordelia asked.
For me, it's the only life that I've ever known
And love is only one, fine star away
Even though the living is sometimes laced with lies
It's alright, feeling remains even after the glitter fades
Misty then smiled widely to herself as the next song started the blonde immediately singing along to it. Misty came and sat by Cordelia. "Its After The Glitter Fades" Misty said softly, continuing singing her voice soft so she didn't drown out the music. "Its one of ma favorites, tha lyrics are so beautiful"
The loneliness of a one night stand is hard to take
We all chase something and maybe this is a dream
The timeless face of a rock and roll woman, while her heart breaks
Oh you know the dream keeps coming even when you forget to feel
Cordelia listened closely to the song, along with Misty's humming. The lyrics themself spoke truth to her own situation, much like Misty said Stevie Nicks does often. Sitting there with Misty, Cordelia felt calm, and for once, Happy. Maybe She would have more moments like these with Misty. Cordelia could enjoy this.
"Yeah, I see that. These Lyrics are beautiful." Cordelia said. She watched Misty closely as she sung softly. Cordelia could get used to this. She felt her heart flutter as Misty sang along.
For me, it's the only life that I've ever known
And love is only one fine star away
Even though the living is sometimes laced with lies
It's alright, feeling remains even after the glitter fades
Cordelia felt something for Misty. She wasn't sure what, just yet, and she shrugged it off as just a complex friendship brewing between them. But for some reason, she couldn't help but watch in awe as Misty sang with Stevie Nicks.
Misty closed her eyes as she sang, but she smiled inwardly as she felt Cordelias eyes on her, Misty could feel her cheeks burning up with nerves, she didn't want to open her eyes and just stare awkwardly back at the woman, she knew that would have been weird.
But Misty was a sucker for her own curiosity, so she cracked open her eye and immediately made eye contact with Cordelia, her cheeks flushing crimson, it was there again, that connection, the same feeling in her stomach when she had held her hand for the first time upon meeting. Misty cleared her throat and stood up continuing to sing, she picked up the watering can to look like she was busying herself. "Its nice ta be able ta share this with you" Misty said, her cheeks only reddening more, Misty was thankful she could hide in her thick curls.
Cordelia was mesmerized, to put it lightly. Even sensing Misty's uncomfortable glare when she realized Cordelia had been staring at her, Cordelia was still glad to share this moment.
For me, it's the only life that I've ever known
And love is only one fine star away
Even though the living is sometimes laced with lies
It's alright, feeling remains even after the glitter fades
Cordelia felt her own blush creep up her neck as Misty said she too was glad to share this song with her. She watched Misty absently water the plants as she sang.
"I'm glad, too." Cordelia said softly, She was sure her face had grown redder than the tomato plant on the table. "For what it's worth."
Misty watched Cordelia through her hair, hoping the blonde wouldn't think she was staring at her too intently, but Misty was so captured by this witch's beauty, even her blue and brown eyes had a charm that just melted Mistys heart, like a patchwork doll that needed all the love and attention in the world and Misty wanted to give it, she then paused as she went back on her own thoughts….wait.
"Well least we can both come down here an' Hide when things get too crazy upstairs, right?" Misty laughed nervously, finding she was clearly over-watering this plant.
Oh you know, the feeling remains even after the glitter fades
Oh the feeling remains even after the glitter fades
Cordelia heard Misty's question as the song came to an end.
"Yeah, Of course." Cordelia said shyly.
The silence that had temporarily came over the room made her timid. She anticipated the start of the next song to clear the air.
Edge of Seventeen. She knew this one.
"Hey, I recognize this!" Cordelia said eagerly, hopping down from her stool and making way toward Misty.
"Just like the white winged dove sings a song!" Cordelia sang loudly and clearly playfully. "sounds like she's singing…oooh baby oooh said ooooh."
She took the watering can from Misty's hands and sat it on the floor. Her hands found Misty's again, pulling her to the center of the room.
Misty widened her eyes a little bit as Cordelia suddenly came close and grabbed her hands, Misty was about to ask what was happening but she was pulled into the center of the room and the older blonde was now dancing with her. Misty had never danced with people before, but this felt great, especially seeing all the light and affection in Cordelia's eyes, it made Misty weak at the knees.
"Edge of Seventeen, her other anthem!" Misty beamed happily, her heart feeling like it was going to rip through her chest at the feeling of holding the womans hands. Misty laughed and twirled the blonde, singing along with her just as loudly.
Cordelia laughed as the two witches danced and spun. It had been too long since Cordelia had let herself relax and have fun like this. She watched closely as Misty sang with her, enthralled by the way she spoke. She found herself staring at Misty's lips as they moved. Misty had such an interesting way of speaking, even singing her souther drawl could be faintly heard.
Cordelia smiled wholeheartedly at Misty, herself no longer singing. She twirled with her, soaking in every little touch they shared, every single verse she heard. Misty was intoxicating, and Cordelia couldn't help but be pulled in.
Misty found herself focused on Cordelia, watching every movement of the older blonde, her smile, the sparkle in her patchwork eyes that looked back to her with what Misty felt was a similar affection, Misty felt herself pull Cordelia subconsciously closer, needing her in her space, a space which Misty at times tried to protect herself from allowing people to invade, Misty did feel safe with Cordelia, a safe she had never felt with another person.
Mistys singing was softer now as she continued watching Cordelia, her heart fluttering the more they shared together, Misty found she had stopped singing herself towards the end of the song, the two women dancing silently together.
Even with Misty's arms entagled in Cordelia's, Cordelia wanted more, more closeness, more intimacy? Realizing that they both were no longer singing, Cordelia felt a blush build on her face. She was looking into Misty's eyes, searching almost, for the connection that was undeniable. Cordelia bit lightly at her bottom lip, tightening her grip around Misty's arms for one big twirl. She smiled as Misty danced, her attention completely and totally held captive by the swamp witch.
Misty knew how close she was to the blonde and she wondered if it was wrong to be, afterall this woman was really the one in charge in Mistys mind, Fiona was nothing like Cordelia was to the girls, Misty found herself drawn to the blondes lips, she pulled back immediately not wanting to overstep her bounds before she did something stupid, but the delicate pink lips of the other blonde just captivated Mistys attention. Misty giggled as they twirled again, like a happy schoolgirl, feeling like she could be herself round this woman without having to tone it down, since Cordelia seemed to like her for who she was.
Cordelia couldn't help but smile. Her hands wrapped around Misty's arms slowly slid into Misty's. For the second time today, Cordelia was holding Misty's hands. She couldn't help but admire the softness and warmth Misty radiated. Her mind wondered what it would be like to kiss Misty. Cordelia's eyes were hopelessly lost in Misty's.
Misty shut her eyes slightly, sighing contently, Cordelia in her arms just felt so right, Misty wanted to protect this woman with all of her being, the rest of the coven treating the blonde like dirt and Misty hated it, she had no idea how anyone could treat such a beautiful talented woman like she was second best, Misty danced softer with Cordelia now as the song drew to an end. Misty stared back to the eyes before her, she just wanted to lean forward and kiss her passionately to give into the curiosity and temptation, but misty was almost too nervous.
Cordelia's cheeks burned from the smile she held. As the song came to an end, just as quickly another began. How still my Love.
Cordelia pulled Misty closer, resting her head against the taller woman's shoulder, swaying slowly to the song. She moved her hands around Misty's waist, embracing her in a sort of hug which would have otherwise been out of character had it not been for the slow song echoing through the greenhouse.
Misty fond her fingers gliding through soft blonde locks, her hair was so soft and silky to the touch, it was better than Misty had imagined and it made her shudder with a delight she hadn't felt before. Misty's ears perked up as the song began, her cheeks reddening this cassette player was so plotting against her.
Misty didn't care how inappropriate this hug was, it felt too good and Misty held her closer, continuing with her fingers going through her hair, humming softly to the song.
Cordelia desperately clung to Misty. Misty's fingers in her hair sent shivers down Cordelia's back. Every little touch they shared made Cordelia's heart yearn for the affection. Cordelia felt that the growing bond was inappropriate, maybe even wrong, but having the swamp witch in her presence made all the difference. Cordelia's otherwise confident nature was shadowed, she felt shy and sensitive, almost vulnerable.
Misty continued playing with the womans hair, it glided through her fingers effortlessly and she was mesmerized, she had never been this close to someone before, no matter how forbidden it all seemed. Misty looked back to the womans lips, realizing just how close they had gotten to each other, Misty breathed in and lent forward her lips ghosting over Cordelia's before she pulled back and almost wriggled out of the tangle of limbs they were in. "I uh….I think I left my favorite Stevie tape in ma room…Um…I'll go get it!" Misty lied, backing away, trying to be careful not to trip.
Cordelia stepped back in shock as Misty scurried away. She immediately felt the absence, wishing that she hadn't broken the contact.
Had she done something wrong? Cordelia asked herself. She felt suddenly nervous, she had to sit down. Cordelia pulled out the stool from beneath the work bench, going back to working with some of the plants. She hoped Misty would come back, even if it wouldn't be more of what they just shared.
Misty found herself practically running away from the greenhouse, she had no idea what had just happened at all, the feelings she had felt when being so close to Cordelia, the blonde contemplated not going back, but she felt horribly guilty, she couldn't just abandon the woman when so many others had already, Cordelia needed someone there for her. Misty made it up to her room and took out the tape from under her pillow "What are ya even doin' Misty?" she hissed to herself "What would Stevie do?" She pondered, turning over the tape and seeing Gypsy on the track list. "I have no fear, I have only love" Misty murmured, nodding slightly.
Cordelia absently worked, wondering if Misty was going to come back. She felt like a fool, why on Earth would she let herself get so close to Misty like that? It was bound to scare her away.
"God, I'm such a fool." Cordelia muttered under her breath, slapping her hand on the table.
In her mind this was just another abject failure. Cordelia was always getting too close to people, scaring them away, coming on too strong. She hoped that Misty wasn't going to be another one to regret.
Cordelia pushed the plant to the side and rested her head in her hands. She let out a lenghty sigh.
Misty walked slowly through the house, she kicked off her boots and placed them to the side, she felt stupid for just running out on Cordelia like that, the blonde held her tape close to her chest humming words of wisdom from Stevie as she contemplated going back to the greenhouse or not.
After a few minutes of arguing with herself, Zoe passing a couple of times with wide eyes at the swamp witch's clear insanity, Misty decided to go back to Cordelia, she would pretend like nothing had happened, even if what had happened had been so beautiful and intoxicating. Misty breathed in for confidence before coming into rthe greenhouse. "I found it!" she beamed, trying to show the woman she wasn't nervous in the slightest, even if her hands shook.
Cordelia looked up as she heard Misty in the doorway. She quickly wiped away the tears that had begun in her eyes. She felt foolish for not trusting in Misty to return, and besides, why was she getting so worked up?
"Oh, Good!" She said, with a forced enthusiasm. "You want to put it in?"
Misty looked to Cordelia, a little confused as she noticed that she wiped her eyes. Oh no. Had Misty made the woman cry? Misty knew that she shouldn't have almost kissed her, it was too forward and too inappropriate after all, even if they were fighting Cordelia still had Hank. Misty swallowed and looked to the floor before Cordelia spoke.
"Its cool, I can do it" Misty then said shakily, going over to the cassette player and setting up the tape.
"What's on it?" Cordelia asked. "The tape, I mean. Which one is this?"
She stood from the stool, readjusting her skirt. She walked over to Misty, careful to keep a distance.
Misty smiled. "This is one I made by myself, when I was a teenager, I would set tha tape ta record every time my favorite songs came on tha radio….So its a mix, its special ta me" she admitted. "Its got all tha classics" she showed Cordelia the tape.
"Ha, that takes some real dedication." Cordelia smiled. "And you say you're not supreme material!" She teased, pushing Misty's shoulder lightly. The smile on her face was painfully bright. She laughed more.
"Its took like half a year!" Misty laughed, the fading to just a smile as she took back the tape and set it to play. "I'm really not, well…I don't know, maybe" she shrugged, her cheeks tinging red.
"I wouldn't mind being the headmistress of a coven led by the Misty Day." Cordelia said nonchalantly. She was hopelessly trying to relieve some of the tension that was clearly in the room. Cordelia began to worry that her words would be mistaken for flirtation, but then again, if Misty didn't mind it, neither did she.
"The Misty Day?" Misty laughed and shook her head. "Tha witch that got herself burnt by hangin' out with religious nuts?….Go team" she shook her head laughing. "I think you're tha better leader than any of us….put together, I might add" she smiled brightly to the woman, the young witch felt so at ease talking to Cordelia, it was nice.
"Well, leadership doesn't really suit me. I'd like to be as least like my mother as I can, thank you. And besides, none of that matters, because I am not the next supreme." Cordelia said. She appreciated the nice gesture Misty was attempting, but in reality she didn't much care for being compared to her mother, and saying she was a leader only made her feel more shadowed.
"Misty, can I ask you something?" Cordelia asked.
"Well how do ya know for sure you're not? I mean none of us really know right? Its like one of them pot luck challenges, you either are or aren't right?" she shrugged, not entirely sure what she was talking about. But Misty stayed quiet, she didn't want to argue with her.
"Of course ya can" Misty then smiled.
"It's just that…what makes you think I'm the supreme?" Cordelia asked. "Of all of the witches in this coven, why do you think it's me?
Misty sighed heavily and turned to finally face Cordelia. Her deep blue eyes studied the woman, she then let out a soft smile. "Because the most brightest an' rarest of flowers can bloom in tha dark" Misty replied simply, her eyes warm.
Cordelia blushed lightly under the gaze of the swamp witch. "Thank You, Misty." Cordelia said. "I don't know what to say."
"Jus' say you'll think about it, you have talent in you…I can see it" She smiled, picking up the garden clippers, and preening a plant.
"I will, Misty." Cordelia said. "So long as you keep in mind it very well could be you."
Cordelia pushed her pointer finger up against Misty, realizing she had intruded her personal space, she quickly backed away.
"Its a deal, though I still place ma bets on it bein' you" she giggled, putting down the clippers, her cheeks reddening slightly as they both seemed to realize they were too close to each other again.
"What time is it?" Cordelia asked. "It's getting late, isn't it? Maybe we should—" Cordelia caught herself. "Maybe I should call it a night." She cleared her throat, hoping Misty wouldn't think anything of it.
"I don't know, I don't sleep much anyway….I'm used ta not havin' a concept of time, ya don't need it back home" Misty shrugged. "You're welcome ta go, I'll be up for longer" The blonde smiled, her heart settling down from what her mind originally thought the blonde was going to say, confused of just why those thoughts jumped into her mind.
"Try to get some rest." Cordelia suggested. "I'll be in my room, If you need me—" She took a deep breath. "You know where to find me."
"I will later, I promise…I'm quite tha nocturnal" She smiled "Thank you, Miss Cordelia, you sleep well, ok?" Misty stuttered.
"Alright then." Cordelia said, turning and walking toward the doorway.
She paused momentarily to turn back at Misty and smile.
"See you." Cordelia said and left the room.
Alone now, Cordelia let out a single sigh. While she was glad to have the peace of mind in her solitude, she wished she still was in the greenhouse, with Misty, none the less.
Cordelia turned out the light, switched into her nightgown, and climbed into bed. She thought for a moment about the swamp witch, the moment they had shared downstairs, wondered if there was more to come.
Cordelia swallowed down the thought. Realizing she was probably over thinking it, She turned over and went to sleep.