#Typecast Thursday – Wicked – She's a witch, but maybe not so wicked. Turn this tale as old as time into something a little fresher.| Rating: K | Genre: Humour
Magic AU
Emily blinked at one of her new colleagues. She was, um, very bright. The alleged witch smiled and squealed at her.
"Oh, another fae!" she said, hugging her. Emily tried to not tense too much.
Garcia, pushed Emily Prentiss back to get a good look of her. Emily wasn't entirely sure why she was allowing herself to be manhandled but she went with it. She blamed it on the fact that she was stunned by the incredibly bright witch, who was wearing, on closer inspection, glitter?
"Um, yes," Emily replied uncomfortably, she wasn't exactly your stereotypical fae...
"Reid will be so pleased" the witch babbled on obliviously, brushing against Emily's wings slightly making her jump back slightly.
"Easy, momma," said Derek, the very buff elf she met earlier. "Let her catch her bearings before you go all witch-y on her."
So, Garcia was a witch. Huh. Well, you'd think she'd know not to go off appearances. Though the woman wasn't really giving off a witch vibe. Witch magic normally put a fae on edge as it clashed with theirs. Something to do with how their bodies regulated it and how fae were formed. Something like that. Hell, she herself was probably mistaken for a witch more than Garcia was correctly identified.
The colourful woman pouted, "I need to reweave the protection charm on the team now."
Why on earth would a witch include a fae in a group protection charm? Did that even work?
This team was getting odder by he second and she had only met three of them, if you counted Hotch's confusion and abrupt dismissal as an introduction.
"You know that she'll have to get settled before your magic can coexist with hers," Morgan argued.
Garcia sighed heavily. "I don't like this."
"Sorry?" said Emily, getting the impression it was your fault. Morgan shook his head.
What had she gotten herself in for?