#agatha threads

Agatha had honestly begun to enjoy her weekly coffee dates with Penelope. She may have pretended not to sometimes, and rolled her eyes when she’d get reminder text from Penny, but honestly? It was nice. Her and Penny’s friendship had grown to a level she never would have imagined back home. In school, it had always been a trio, with her odd and confusing jealousy of Penny and Simon’s friendship--it was sort of funny looking back on it actually. 

At the time, Agatha had thought she was jealous because she thought Penny and Simon had some kind of romantic underpining. but really, she’d just been jealous of the fact that they could have such a solid friendship without worrying about kissing and sweet nothings and all the romantic things that Agatha realized now she zero interest.

So. Things had become easier between them. It was nice.

Agatha reached the coffee shop first and made her order, grabbing a booth to wait for Penny in and scrolling through her phone to pass the time.

Agatha Wellbelove went to sleep with her dog curled against her, her phone on the corner of the bed, and her wand under the blankets. She’d been playing with her wand before falling asleep, turning it over in her hands, and when she’d gone to sleep, she hadn’t bothered to put it on her bedside table in the loft. Which, given her waking up in another realm and another bed entirely, was a lucky piece of business. Otherwise, she’d have been without it.

Agatha yawned, sitting up in bed, and then opened her eyes. It took a minute for them to adjust, taking in the unfamiliar room. For some reason though, it didn’t faze her.

“Huh,” she said, scratching her dog Lucy behind the ears. “Isn’t this a bland dream.”

She rose from her bed, deciding to check out the dream landscape, picking up Lucy to take with her. The wand, she left in her bed. Why would she need her wand in a dream?

Out the door and into the hallway to the lobby, she noticed people milling about but didn’t speak to them. This was quite a peculiar dream. Why ever would she dream about a bed and breakfast? 

She turned to see the front desk, and a woman standing behind it. 

“Good morning,” she said, giving her one of her signature smiles. She enjoyed the style on this dream figure and wondered if they would be an interesting twist to an otherwise dull dream.

Yesterday had been quite the surprise. As it turns out, Agatha Wellbelove was not alone in Sallow Hills. Simon, Penny, Baz, and even that bloke Shepard, all of them were here. How had she not ran into them in two whole months? It had never even occurred to her that her friends might also be there. Well, maybe not all friends. She wouldn’t really consider Shepard a friend, although they had been through an adventure together in America. And Baz... yeah, Baz was her friend. She thinks. It still felt kind of awkward there, but she was sure they’d get a chance to clear the air eventually.

Today, however, was all about Penny.

After reuniting with Simon and having her phone almost break from the spam of texts Penny had sent her over the past year, Agatha had been tempted to throw her phone into a lake. She found it absolutely ridiculous that Penny had been sending her update texts when there was no way for them to get to her before she arrived. She hadn’t bothered to read more than two of them, but eventually, after her phone finally quit vibrating, Agatha texted Penny back, explaining that she was in fact here, and had just ran into Simon. Penny had texted back almost immediately, way too excited, and insisted they meet up.

It wasn’t that Agatha didn’t want to spend time with Penny. It was just... morgana, those were a lot of texts. She was still getting them popping up on her phone, and she was thinking about getting herself a new phone just to avoid the barrage.

Agatha stepped into Caffi Rhees where Penelope had said to meet. Apparently Penelope worked here. Agatha had been in a few times, but it seemed luck was not on their side until yesterday, and Penelope hadn’t been on shift any of the times she’d been in. She glanced around, looking for Penelope.

Agatha Wellbelove had adjusted pretty well to Sallow Hills. First arriving in the town had been weird. She’d honestly thought she was dreaming when she’d woken up in that bed and breakfast. At least her dog had been curled up next to her, so she had little Lucy there. It’d been weird learning that she’d accidentally named her dog after Simon’s mum, but at least here she knew she’d never have to explain the name to anyone. Agatha, as far as she knew, was the only person in this strange town from where she grew up. It was a bit lonely, and she definitely worried about the goats. But a new start wasn’t so bad, and she enjoyed her job and the friends she had made.

Agatha was enjoying her day. Someone had called from Gwenllian Farms. A lamb was hurt, and Agatha was tasked with going to go treat it. She relished in the opportunity to visit the farm. Perhaps after treating the lamb she’d be able to spend some times with the farm’s goats, she hoped. They wouldn’t be her goats, but it would be nice nonetheless.

Her car parked, Agatha felt her phone buzz in her pocket. Taking out her phone to see what was up, she almost dropped it in shock.

From: Penelope Bunce

Agatha!! Please respond. Are you getting my messages? It says not delivered, but I’ve cast spell after spell to try to get them to you.

Agatha stared at the text. Of course Penny would be the only person capable of getting messages through to potentially an alternate universe. It was just like her. She shook her head and put the phone back in her pocket as she got out of her car, deciding to deal with it all later. She grabbed her med pack from the back seat and locked her car before turning around... and immediately dropping it to the ground.

There before her, in the flesh, was Simon Freaking Snow. 

Agatha had spent so long trying to figure out what she was, in the sexuality department. Nothing had ever felt right, until her first (and only) girlfriend explained to her what asexuality and aromanticism was. And that it was normal.

Now Agatha had a flag and everything. Two flags actually. She felt like a part of something. She felt content in the fact that she didn’t want or need a sexual or romantic partner.

Her and Simon had decided to hang out today, and the two of them were walking past town square. They were in a moment of comfortable silence when noticed him looking at her ace aro flag pin with interest. 

Agatha gave Simon an encouraging smile when he met her eyes.

@wickedpotions​

School. It wasn’t Agatha’s favorite thing, but sadly it was necessary in order to do the thing she wanted to do--become a veternarian. Her job as a vet’s assistant was nice, and the experience she was gaining definitely helped, but she still had to get her degree in order to become a full fledged vet.

So, she was in university. Agatha didn’t love online classes, but given the big barrier around the town, there wasn’t much of a choice. Her roommates were being loud and she had a big test in a few days, so she decided to take her studying to the local library. She spread out her books on an open table, then grabbed the study guide she was working on and set it in front of her. 

Agatha stared at the study guide, at her books, and sighed. She really didn’t feel like studying right now. Leaning back in her chair, she cast her eyes around the library and caught sight of dark hair, leaned into a book.

Basilton.

Agatha had spent time with him in a group setting with the rest of the group. They all got together regularly. It had been nice. But the two hadn’t spent any one on one time together since... Morgana knows when. It had been ages.

She waved, trying to get their attention.