Sorry pups only one chapter today. I'm not happy with the next chapter so I'm working on that. There won't be any out right Boscha x Willow since i think that Boscha has a long way to go in terms of redemption.

Willow didn't know how long they were sitting there. Or how long Boscha had been crying. What she did know is that maybe the front Boscha put up was just that. A front.

The plant witch thought back to all the interactions the between her and Boscha. Every interaction was with Amity. Snide remarks about her magic abilities, who was better at sports. There was a reoccurring theme. Boscha didn't hate them, she was afraid of losing Amity because she thought they were better.

Boscha's sobs died down to soft sniffles. Willow shushed her and rubbed soothing circles on her back.

"You're okay." She said.

Boscha pulled back and wiped her eyes. "I'm sorry Willow."

Willow smiled sadly. That was first time she had said her name. How drunk is she?

"It's okay Boscha. Everyone needs a shoulder to cry on every now and then."

"Can...we forget this ever happened?"

Willow nodded and shifted so she was sitting next to the three-eyed witch. "I have to ask, did you date Amity because you loved her or because she was top witch?"

Boscha shook her head. "I love Amity but not romantically. She's my best friend. We did everything together and I guess my mom wanted to show Amity's mom that I could be the dominant one." She clenched her fists so hard they shook. "They're locked in this stupid rivalry. I hated acting the way I did but my mom would kill me if she seen me acting any other way."

"Have you tried talking to Amity?" Willow asked quietly. She nervously wrung her hands, expecting an outburst or fists to start flying but it never came.

Boscha shook her head and brought her knees up to her chest. "No, I can't. Not after what I've done. She hates me."

Willow sighed. "I know one thing you guys can bond over."

Boscha perked her ears but said nothing. "Shitty parents." Willow continued.

Boscha barked out a laugh. "Wow, I think I ever heard you curse before. I like it. You're not wrong though. Amity's mom is a bitch. There should be a test or some shit before people can be parents. Like catch the ones that are like 'Hey, I'm having a kid so I can brag about them but not give a damn about their mental health.'"

Willow chuckled softly. "There will be a check box that says 'I will show my child how to fill out pixie dust taxes' because I have no idea how to do that."

Boscha clapped her hands excitedly "Right! Like shit, I can recite runes but not fill out taxes." (Side note: My major is accounting and I have to do taxes for people and idk what im doing send help.)

They sat there for a moment giggling, Boscha sniffed and leaned back to lay on the grass. Willow followed soon after and they stared up at the stars.

The plant witch cleared her throat. "Odalia isn't the best mom. Amity's parents made us stop hanging out because my magic didn't come in quick enough."

Boscha winced and sucked in a breath through her clenched teeth. "Oof, and here I am bitching bout me."

Willow eyed the witch next to her. "I like drunk Boscha."

Boscha chuckled. "I think Drunk Boscha likes Drunk Boscha. Sober Boscha is a bitch."

Willow snorted. "Yeah you got that right. So drunk Boscha, is there anything you like to do?"

Willow briefly wondered if Boscha had somehow got possessed with how fast she sprung up.

"I like to sew! or braid or whatever it's called." Boscha thumped her hands against her thighs in excitement. "My grandma used to let me sit on her lap whenever she was sewing."

Willow cooed silently. She liked this drunk Boscha. It was a breath of fresh air from the normal brooding and angry Boscha. She wondered what kind of mother she had to have to suppress someone like the pink witch. Her ears twitched when she noticed Boscha eyeing her.

She looked uncertain. Chewing on her bottom lip and looking away but her one eye staring at her, giving her away.

Willow sighed. "Yes Boscha? Is there something you would like to ask me?"

Boscha chewed on her lip for a moment before shyly asking. "C-can I braid your hair? Amity used to let me do hers but you know."

Willow sighed, her eye twitching again. "Sure."

Boscha squealed before reaching over and started to gently work the locks of dark hair.

Gus stood uncertainty in the living room. He fiddled with the water bottles in his hands trying to calm his nerves.

"Hey Gus." He groaned internally at the voice. He turned around and glared at Matt.

"What Matt?" He spat.

Matt (I am not spelling his whole ass name) his cheeks were red and he stumbled over his own feet. He was drunk. "I was just wondering what a guy like you is doing in a place like this?"

Gus' ears twitched with irritation. Matt was a jerk sober, now he's a mega jerk when drunk. "A guy like me?"

"Yeah! A total wuss. I'm the king of house parties."

"He doesn't even live here!" Someone from the back yelled.

Matt swayed and ignored whoever was speaking. He folded his ears back and bare his fangs in anger. "Run along Gus you don't belong here."

Gus' ears flapped. He stared at the boy infront of him. Did he just? Drunk? "Are you challenging me Matt?"

Matt sneered. "Yea! Going to show you that I'm better than you. Everyone knows it, just want to make it official."

Gus could feel anger bubble up inside him. Matt was a jerk. Always making snide remarks. Always tripping him in the hallways. Always knocking his stuff out of his hands. This, this could be a chance for him to put a stop to all of that. He bared his fangs and growled. "I accept."

After Boscha finished braiding her hair she ripped a flower from the ground and placed it in Willow's dark locks.

Willow decided to ignore the straight plant murder and allowed herself to appreciate the gesture. The more drunk Boscha spoke- and she spoke a lot. She realized just how much Boscha actually had going on inside of her.

"This was fun Boscha but I have to find Luz or Amity." Willow slowly got up and dusted off her pants.

Boscha sat there for a moment with her legs spread out in a wide V shape. "Luz..LUZ! Amity likes Luz right!"

Willow giggled and nodded. Boscha flailed her arms around excitedly. "I knew it! Amity should date Luz. I don't know how long I could keep up kissing Amity. She's not bad but I mean she's my friend. Gotta kiss the homies goodnight though."

The plant witch cocked an eyebrow at that last part and shook her head. "I have to get going."

Willow stopped when Boscha flung her arms up in the air and sat there. "Maybe I can help you."

The plant witch nodded. "Sure I don't know what Gus is doing but we could use the help."

Willow stood there for a moment waiting for Boscha to get up but she just sat there with her arms held out. Then it clicked. Boscha's drunk. With a groan Willow bent down and picked up the pink haired witch with ease.

"Phew! Willow you're strong! Can I get a ride on your shoulders?"

Willow looked into the girl's soft grey eyes. Her eye twitched before she sighed in defeat. She nodded and kneeled down so the three-eyed witch could get on her shoulders. Boscha let out a whoop once she was up in the air.

Willow allowed herself to enjoy the small carefree moment before walking towards the sliding doors and passed the pool. Or at least that was the plan. The plant witch felt her stomach drop when she stepped on a slice of pizza and started falling towards the pool.

"Oh shi-!" Boscha let out a shriek before they hit the water making a huge splash.

Amity and Luz stumbled out of the closet after cleaning up. Luz held a permanent smile on her face. She leaned over to give the short punk a kiss on the cheek. "I love you."

Amity blushed, the tips of her ears turning a bright pink in the dim lighting. She crossed her arms and mumbled. "I love you too."

A girl around Luz height came out of the throng of people. Her eyes were red and she giggled when she seen Luz and Amity. She stopped for a moment and stared Luz then Amity going as far as to squint. She smirked and patted Luz on the chest.

"Nice." She purred before walking back into the crowd.

Amity had a dumbfounded look on her face. "What..what just happened?"

Luz chuckled and nervously scratched her cheek. "I think she thinks you're pretty?"

"How-"

Amity was cut off when two boys came flying into the room tripping and knocking things over. They were punching and kicking wildly. One fell onto the table infront of the couch while the other crashed into the drawer on the side of the couch. They picked themselves up and started fighting again, going at each other like rabid slitherbeasts.

Luz winced when a boy took a stray punch to the nuts. She subtly hid behind Amity, who was watching in amazement. Her gold eyes widened. "It's Gus!"

Luz looked over the shorter witch. Sure enough, it was Gus that had caught Matt in the nuts.

Matt was seething, his teeth were clenched showing bright red smudges. He fought the urge to throw up as he stood. Gus pulled his arm back ready to throw a punch but Matt leaned to the side making him miss. Matt took advantage and turned his head to clamp down on Gus' arm. Gus yelled out in pain and balled his other hand in a fist to nail Matt in the nose, knocking him off Gus' arm and onto the floor.

He cried out in pain and clutched his mouth. He rolled around on the floor abandoning the fight. Gus checked over his arm and noticed Matt's canine stuck in his forearm. Matt turned to Gus and ran. The crowd broke out in cheers. Amity beamed and ran over to Gus.

"Holy Shit dude, you just won your first time being challenged!"

Gus squealed in disgust when he seen the fang protruding from his arm. Luz ran over and starting whispering soothing words to him while Amity dealt with the tooth.

Willow and Boscha came into the room to see a battered Gus with a tooth in his arm, Luz-who was covered in hickies- trying to sooth him and Amity currently pouring vodka over the wound. Also covered in hickies.

Willow pulled Boscha's jacket tighter around her as her eye started twitching uncontrollably. She felt Boscha stumble away from her and stare down Amity and Luz. Her eyes widened before she yelled.

"YOU TWO FUCKED!"