“…I don’t care how, the time is now…”
Delina gulped and picked up her pace. Luckily, she’d managed to keep her madi’s parting lecture to a minimum, but she was still late. If that was the ensemble, she only had five more lines to get onstage before she missed her cue!
“To the forest, to sell the cow…”
That was Toni, her singing voice creaking with affected age. Next came her friend Sydney –
“To the forest, to get the money…”
Delina stripped off her coat, threw it on her hook, and tore off to the back room. Where was the props box?
“To the forest, to lift the spell…”
Daven’s lines were faint, but audible, even this far back – evidently, she’d been practicing her projection. Still, the words barely registered as Delina dug through the props. When her fingers touched fabric, she grabbed it and ran.
“To make the potion…”
That was Jake! Only one line to go, now, but she had made it to the stage. All she had to do was put on her… scarf?
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Spirit and Such, Chapter Three
Delina’s appetite kept her just awake enough to finish lunch – three jam sandwiches and the last of yesterday’s leftover rice – before she passed out, but neither her mother nor her madi could rouse her for dinner. Instead, she woke to morning sunlight and the sizzle of melting butter.
“Pancakes?” she asked, peeking into the kitchen.
“Pancakes,” Briony grinned. Whispering conspiratorially, she added, “Your momma says I shouldn’t be encouraging you to go off with strangers, but the way I see it, you had an exhausting day and need something to put some pep in your step.”
Rasia groaned. “I heard that.”
“Love you, dear.” When Delina giggled, Briony winked at her. “Grab a plate; I’ll load you up.”
Spirit and Such, Chapter Two
“I want you to set this on fire.”
“Huh? But –”
“Which one of us is the teacher here?” Sam flapped the sheaf of papers at her. “If you want to learn how to control your fire, you’ve got to learn how you make it, and the only way to do that is to do it. So… just – do it!”
Delina stared blankly at him. He sighed. “Sorry, old joke. But seriously though. Let’s get some sparks going!”
Spirit and Such, Chapter One
When Delina Willes was born, every banishment sigil in town exploded.
In the hospital, no one paid much attention to the sigils. After all, the infant was in critical condition; every hand, flipper, and limb that could be spared was focused on replacing her heart and keeping her blood moving. It wasn’t until weeks later that a nurse happened to notice that the circle of black tourmaline embedded in the floor had cracked.
Similar stories happened everywhere in Fairview. A woman dropped a set of glass wind chimes, convinced she was imagining the way they seemed to heat and wriggle in her hands. A child’s MagiCore shut down unexpectedly and wouldn’t turn on again. And in one house, a silver cross melted and dripped, slowly, onto the pages of an open birth record.
Do Henry or the Triplets ever manage to have time travel adventures?
“So.”
Ugh. Acacia hated when Hank used that tone on her.
Hank pushed his glasses up on his nose.
“You think it’s a good idea to go with this weird guy-”
“Blendin Blenjamin Blandin!”
“-the weird guy who accidentally killed Time Baby.”
“I did not kill Time Baby, Time Baby did not die and further more-”
Hank shot Blandin a look he totally stole from Dad. Acacia was surprised that it worked.
“Anyway, you think it’s a good idea to go with him to, what was it?”
“GLOBNOR!!!!!”
Mom mentioned Blandin having a mute button, why didn’t she say where it was?
“Come on Hank!” she pleaded. “Remember all the games Mom and Uncle Dipper mentioned? The lightcycle races? The hot dog eating contests? Testing your mettle against monsters from across the galaxy? Five dimensional chess? Doesn’t that sound cool?”
“It sounds dangerous,” Willow finally chimed in, plopped in her bean bag chair and reading a magazine.
Acacia huffed. “Okay, doesn’t it sound fun?”
Hank shook his head. “For two seconds until you remember that Mom and Dad would ground us forever.”
Willow looked up from her magazine at Acacia with a slightly vacant stare. Acacia tried not to squirm. When Willow looked at people like that…she usually was seeing things that people didn’t want her to see.
Finally, Willow looked back down and flipped a page.
“I think your version of fun is different from ours Caci.”
Time for the big guns. “Don’t either of you want a time wish? That’s, that’s a big fucking deal right?”
Hank snorted. “Our uncle is a demon. Why do we need a time wish?”
Not looking up from her article, Willow said, “Look, just admit you want to get into a fight, and you’ll be a lot happier.”
“I- what?” What? That was totally not the reason. Not at all! Acacia couldn’t believe that her own sister said that.
“Are any of you coming?” Blendin asked.
“Unlike these boring babies, I am!” Acacia looked at her siblings to see if her sick burn landed, and was disappointed to see neither of them were looking at her.
One last chance. “Aren’t you all worried about me going off on my own?”
Hank was fishing under his bed for something. “I’m worried about the massive grounding you’re going to get.”
Willow finished her magazine, and leaned over to get another one from the pile. “I’m worried you’re going to come back covered in other people’s blood.”
“That is a highly specific concern!” Blendin said, completely unnecessarily.
Acacia rolled her eyes. “Whatever, let’s just go.”
(she had never had more fun, never felt more alive. And when Uncle Dipper finally appeared to get her, she had no idea why her saying that made him turn ghost pale.
Willow was right. She did have blood all over her darnit.)
What would have happened if the kids hadn’t been triplets?
Hmmm…
I imagine first they’d be spaced out about 18-24 months each. So Acacia would be 4 and Hank 2 when Willow is born.
They’d still be close, closer than most siblings are, because of who they are, their home life, and the unique circumstances of their childhood. But I think birth order would definitely be more emphasized here.
So Acacia’s bossiness would be taken up a notch because she’s the oldest, and she gets to go to bed at 9 when Willow has to go to bed at 8 and you should listen to her darnit. The slight babying Willow gets that drives her nuts already is even more pronounced when she is the LITERAL baby of the family. And if you thought Hank was the ultimate middle child in regular AU; HOO BOY.
beelieveinbees: What was all of the triplets first romantic partners?
Acacia: Reina, because she’s a big old weebus who married their high school partner.
Hank: Ginger Martinez, in 7th grade. They went on three dates to the movies, one date to the park and one to go skating. Were each other’s mutual first kiss; Ginger broke it off because Hank chewed with his mouth open, was iffy on deodorant usage, and forgot Valentine’s Day.
Willow: goes on one date with a goober named Chris while she’s figuring out her own sexual identity, figures out soon after she’s ace, does her own ace thing after that.
AU where the Transcendence still happened, but Dipper actually died. Mabel imagines that he’s still there. But, because Dipper absorbed Bill’s demonic energy he’s in a limbo even more limbo-y than the mindscape. And he’s trying to get out. Then, in her teen years,Mabel manages to pull him out, but it like ‘scrapes’ off some of his power. So now, a sentient, non-sapient demonic power entity thing belongs to all Mizars, since she released it. It can temporarily power any one up like the Woodsman..
are you ready for one million screenshots?
Drew Hank and Willow now 🙂 There all so cool
I’m allowed to submit pictures here right? I have more, but I can’t figure out how to submit more than one at a time, and I don’t want to spam. Have this anyway?
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Acacia: “How do you accidentally mafia?”
Hank: “Don’t tell mom.”
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