A/N: Tilly and Margot pretend they're characters in a fairytale. Lots and lots of Curious Archer goodness and no angst. I managed to restrain myself this time.
In the Heights of True Love
Margot opened the door of the bar. "After you, milady," she said as she gestured for Tilly to go before her and bowed slightly.
Tilly curtsied awkwardly, which sent them both into a fit of giggles, and entered the bar.
Margot followed her, closing the door behind them. She caught up with Tilly and took her hand in hers. "Welcome to my kingdom of wonder," she said dramatically, gesturing vaguely at the bar, as they made their way to the counter. Roni's was fairly empty at this point of the day which gave them the opportunity to goof around as they pleased.
Tilly sat at one of the stools and Margot pressed a kiss against the back of her hand before letting go of it and proceeding to the shelves with alcohol. "And what strange wonders might these be?" Tilly inquired, playing along.
"All sorts of magical brews with special effects," Margot said conspiratorially as she grabbed two glasses and set them down on the counter. "Perhaps you'll want to join me for a taste?" she grabbed a bottle of liquor and held it up.
"How can I be sure you won't trick me, witch?" Tilly asked, having a hard time keeping a straight face. It was all so ridiculous. "Have me shrunk by your potion so that you can hold me prisoner in an empty jar of marmalade?" she continued nonetheless, propping herself up on the counter on her elbows and raising her brow at Margot to show her skepticism towards her intentions.
"I would never hurt you, milady," Margot held her gaze and, despite staying in her role, she added a lot of seriousness to the statement to let Tilly know she really meant it. "What is more, should anything happen to you, I'll immediately come to your aid," she added, this time more light-heartedly but she made it clear she meant every single word.
"Well, in that caseā¦" Tilly smiled at her sheepishly. "You convinced me." She grabbed one of the glasses and held it out to Margot.
She poured her a generous amount of liquor and then filled her own glass too.
"To True Love," Tilly raised her glass, her hand a little bit unsteady, just like her voice. She hoped she hadn't pushed too far with the proposed toast.
Margot smiled at her lovingly. "To True Love," she clunk her glass into Tilly's and brought it to her lips.
Tilly did the same. "Mm," she hummed. "It's very good," she twirled the glass in her hands. "But I'm afraid we've got a problem."
Margot frowned, forgetting their charade for a while. "What is it? Are you okay?" She left her drink on the counter and quickly rounded it so that she could get closer to Tilly. She cupped her cheek and looked her over for any signs of something wrong.
Tilly's heart did a somersault at the care Margot displayed. "No," she shook her head, taking Margot's hand in hers, her glass forgotten on the counter. "Now that I've had a taste of your love, nothing else will be sweet enough ever again."
Margot tried to glare at her but the smile blooming on her face took all the edge off. "I'm deeply sorry for the inconvenience I've caused," she said, running her fingers through Tilly's hair. "Perhaps I could do something to fix my horrible mistake?"
Tilly grinned at her. "Maybe you should try True Love's kiss?" she suggested innocently.
"Whatever milady desires," Margot responded readily and leaned in to capture her lips in a sweet but passionate kiss.
It left Tilly's head spinning and she grabbed at Margot's shoulder with her free hand to avoid a close encounter with the floor. She gasped when they parted, her eyes still closed as she tried to regain her bearings.
Margot was looking at her when she finally opened her eyes. "Well?" she asked slyly.
"I don't think it worked," Tilly shook her head, pretending to be disappointed. "If anything, it only made it worse."
"Guess I did curse you after all," Margot said, not sounding too terribly sorry.
"It would seem so," Tilly nodded thoughtfully. "But I'll be fine because I get to do this." She surged forward and stole a quick kiss from Margot.
"Well, look at you," Margot said in feigned disbelief. She pulled her hand out of Tilly's and crossed her arms in front of her. "It turns out you're the real villain of this story, stealing kisses from me and all."
"Oh, shut up and kiss me again," Tilly said as she jumped down from her stool and pulled Margot closer, bringing their lips together again.
Margot did not protest and kissed back, one of her hands cupping the side of Tilly's neck and the other settling on her hip, pulling her even closer.
