After watching the extras from the never have I ever, my friend suggested an Amish AU. I started to write one. I tried my best to make the Amish aspects as realistic/accurate as possible, but it was hard to find things online. Feel free to let me know if I made mistakes and I will fix it.
Carmilla walked along a path. Not many people were out, but then she noticed a girl trying to hang some laundry along a line. Struggling a little with the height of the line. Carmilla paused and then turned to walk towards the girl. Her long light brown hair was loose underneath her bonnet.
"Would you like some help?" Carmilla asked.
Laura turned to see a girl with almost black hair in French braids tucked underneath her kapp, standing there. "Okay." Carmilla smiled at her a little and helped her hang up the laundry. "You're not from around here."
"No," Carmilla paused, thinking of a response. "I'm from a community that's not too far away."
"What brings you here?"
"I'm looking for someone."
"The Bishop? He lives on the other side of town."
Carmilla smiled again. "I'm not looking for the Bishop. But thank you."
"Do you need help finding someone? I could probably help you."
Carmilla looked at the girl in front of her. "I think I found who I am looking for."
"Oh," Laura said a little disappointedly. "I'm Laura."
"Carmilla."
"Laura!" Her father called from inside. "The kettle is whistling."
"Coming Papa!" Laura called back. She turned to Carmilla. "I hope to see you again before you leave."
"Could you show me around sometime?"
Laura turned back to Carmilla. "Sure. Maybe tomorrow after lunch?"
"I think I might like that very much."
"I should go and get the kettle. I'll see you tomorrow then."
"Yeah, tomorrow." Carmilla said, and watched Laura walk back into her house.
...
Carmilla walked back to Laura's house when she figured Laura would be finishing up her lunch. Laura walked out side to see Carmilla standing there, her kapp was tied a little messily, and her apron was not properly ironed. "Hello," Laura said.
"Hi," Carmilla responded and followed as Laura began to lead them.
"I don't know how much you've seen already," Laura said apologetically.
"It's fine," Carmilla shrugged. Laura pointed out one of her old classmate's house. "Where do you go?"
Laura looked at her. "What do you mean?"
"When you are not at home, where do you go?"
"Usually I'm just getting things for my daett."
"There has to be someplace."
Laura didn't say anything for a minute. "There is," she grabbed Carmilla's hand and led her. They walked for a while until they came upon a lake. "My ma used to bring me here when I was younger."
"She doesn't any more?"
"She died a couple of years ago."
Carmilla internally kicked herself. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay. My daett and I manage."
"That's good."
"Luckily, my maemm had taught me how to cook most things." Laura watched Carmilla walk along the edge of the pond and then sit on a large rock. She smiled and then sat down next to Carmilla. "You never said where you were from."
"Didn't I?" Carmilla asked.
Laura shook her head and Carmilla thought for a moment. "You're English aren't you?"
"You're speaking English too."
Laura laughed. "No, English means you aren't Amish, or plain folk."
"I guess you caught me," Carmilla smiled.
"So what are you doing here?"
"I told you, I'm looking for someone."
"Who?"
"I'm still not really sure." They both laughed. "I just figured when I found them, I would know."
"Yesterday you said you think you found them."
"I may have," Carmilla said slowly eying Laura.
"So why are you in plain folk clothes."
"I wasn't sure how I would be treated if it was obvious I was," she paused. "English?" Laura nodded.
"If you need help blending in, I can help you as long as you are here."
"That would be lovely."
"First, let me redo your kapp."
"Thanks," Carmilla said as Laura began to retie the bonnet.
"What's it like to be English?"
"It's very different than it is here."
"But like how?"
"Have you ever been out of here?"
"Once. When my ma got sick, she had to go to an English doctor, and daett took me to see her."
"But besides that?"
Laura shook her head. "Where are you from; really?"
"I'm from Eastern Europe."
"And now you are in Canada?"
"I've been around," Carmilla shrugged.
"Clearly."
"Don't you have that break thing, room-something?"
"Rumspringa. That's not really what most people think it is. It's more of a time when parents aren't as strict. Some kids in communities do leave and stay with English people, but I didn't want to do that. My daett can't cook for himself that well."
"You'll have to leave him sometime."
"I know. But I'll have to teach him how to cook before then." Carmilla looked at Laura over her shoulder and smiled at her again.
Laura smiled back a little awkwardly and dropped the strings to Carmilla's kapp. "If you stay long enough, you'll be here for the barn raising."
"Wait, that's a real thing?"
Laura nodded. She sat down on a rock a little away from the one Carmilla was on. "Yeah. There was a fire not too long ago, and the Beiler family lost their barn. They've been cleaning up and making space for a new barn so we can help build a new one for them."
Carmilla nodded as Laura continued to tell her about barn raisings and other aspects of Amish living, smiling at the girl talking.
...
Laura continued to show Carmilla around the different parts of the community, and tell her everything about what it was like to live here. Carmilla would tell Laura about what it was like to be English and all about what the outside world was like.
"I don't understand," Laura said again.
"What don't you get?" Carmilla asked, mock exasperatedly.
"It's the size of your hand, but it can do so much. That just doesn't make sense."
"Technology is really incredible now."
"And you can play games on it?" Carmilla nodded, enjoying the faces Laura was making as she tried to understand it all. "But you run around when you play games, there are other people with you."
"Sometimes you play them with other people, but other times you play against the computer."
"That's just weird." Carmilla smiled at Laura. "What?" Laura asked.
Carmilla bit her bottom lip a little and thought. "Nothing," she shook her head. "You should teach me one of the games you play, or played."
"Tomorrow?" Laura asked, glancing at Carmilla as they came up to Laura's house.
"Tomorrow," Carmilla smiled again. She had been doing a lot of that since she had met Laura. Carmilla watched Laura walk into her house before leaving.
"Hi papa," Laura said as she walked into the kitchen and filled the kettle with water.
"Hello Laura." He was scratching his beard a little. "Were you out with your friend again?" Laura nodded. "I suppose it is better than you being cooped up here all the time."
"Do you not want me to spend time with her?"
"I do not know if this Carmilla is a good influence for you."
"Papa, I do everything I used to do. I still cook us dinner and do the laundry."
"I know, but I don't know anything about her; I don't know if she is a gut friend for you."
"She is. I am learning a lot from her. I tell her about what it is like here, and she tells me what it is like from where she is."
"Where is she from again?"
Laura's face fell a little as she realized what she had said. "She's from a community down in America."
"Exactly, you never know what you will get with those Americans."
"It's different where she is from; it's nice to learn about other things."
"Is this because you didn't leave the community for your Rumspringa?"
"This doesn't have anything to do with Rumspringa; it's just nice to hear about other things. She is probably going to leave soon anyways. She said she was here looking for someone."
"Do you know who that someone is?"
"I do not."
"I just want you to be safe, Laura."
"I know, Papa. And I will be. Gott is still the most important thing to me."
"I love you Laura."
"I love you too, Papa." Laura said and then went to get the laundry from outside.
...
Like every other day, Laura met Carmilla outside of her house. Carmilla had gotten much better at blending in with the other plain folk. She only had a couple of dresses and aprons, but Laura had helped clean them and show her how to keep them nice.
"Where are you going to show me today?" Carmilla asked as they began to walk away from Laura's house.
"Well, you have seen most of the community." They continued to walk as Laura looked around. "You know, you never said where you've been staying."
"Didn't I?" Carmilla asked slowly.
"I don't think so."
Carmilla paused. "Alright, I'll show you." She turned and began to lead Laura to where there was a small forest.
"Where are we going?"
"I sleep over here."
"You sleep in the woods?"
"Yeah, it's nice."
"Nice?" Laura asked.
"You're the once who didn't know what an iPhone is."
"You're the one sleeping on the ground."
Carmilla shrugged. "It's not that bad. It hasn't rained so I've been good."
Laura sat down on a log. "I've never been in these woods."
"Really? It's not that far from where your house is." Carmilla sat down next to her.
"It's out of the community, so I never really came here."
"But isn't far out, you could easily walk around and then go back home." Laura shrugged. "So you've never wanted to go out of the community?"
"Not really," Laura shrugged again.
"You've never wanted to leave, to see what else there is in the world?"
"Well we can't all be world travelers like you."
"But the world is so big, there is so much to see."
"But what else is there? My family is here."
"I suppose." Carmilla's eyes left Laura's for just a moment; they flicked down at her lips. Carmilla moved closer and then their lips met for a second before Laura pulled away.
"What did you just do?" Laura hissed.
"I kissed you," Carmilla said calmly.
"Why?"
"I wanted to, and I thought you wanted me to."
"Well I didn't. That was wrong."
"I don't know what the big deal is; I kissed you."
"Shhh. If anyone hears,"
"What? What will happen?"
"You can't just kiss me."
"Give me a reason why not; I know you wanted me to."
"The community is against kissing before marriage, you're English, and you are a girl."
"Again, I don't really see the problem. Look: it's not the 1600s anymore, or whatever time period you seem to live in. Girls kiss each other all the time now. They can get married now."
"This community is my life, and I go by what they say."
"But why? You could be so happy somewhere else."
"I'm happy here. Or I was before you messed everything up." Carmilla opened her mouth to say something. "I should get going Carmilla, people actually care about what I do."
"Laura!" Carmilla called after the other girl, but she didn't respond, or look back.
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