#bmtjuniper

omg kate these two are best friends!!!! I feel like they are both messes but in completely different ways haha 

so everyone around town likes to joke bridge is a witch and she loves to feed into that bUT I think as a real witch, she’s kind of a disaster??? Like, she doesn’t have enough patience to learn everything she needs to know to do certain spells haha and basically is a pro at curses but nothing else (#facepalm) also none of her incense/potions/whatever are labeled and it is probably kind of dangerous that way but #whoops bridge lives on the edge!!!! my point of this is that she’d be more than happy to show june the ropes but juniper may want someone else to do that haha!!! (meanwhile bridge doesn’t see anything wrong w/ her more chaotic way of managing magic!!) 

sage loves all of her sisters so much!!!! <333 

So, I feel like Sage def has the problem of being a helicopter mom w/o actually being a mom (#facepalm). She just likes to make sure her sisters are okay and wants to know what they are all up to b/c she’s so proud!!!!! Honestly, I do think she sort of slipped out of that habit a little bit back in NYC and got sucked into her business and stopped keeping such close tabs on them. Not that they never talked or anything, but it definitely wasn’t like how it used to be, you know??? 

Anyway, I feel like she has always given Juniper the most ~freedom of the girls b/c Hazel is the baby and Jasmine is ... Jasmine haha but she still keeps her eye on June b/c she’s so!!! trusting!!! and that def worried Sage back in NYC and honestly it worries her here even more since whoops! they are witches now and sage is supposed to head the coven now and sage can’t imagine that everyone is 100% on board with technically outsiders coming in and leading things when they didn’t even know they were witches until now!! Typically, Sage tends to consider everyone a friend until they prove otherwise, but I think she’s a little more guarded now than she once was and probably even more so on behalf of her sisters haha! 

The smell of melted butter and sugar filled the attic of the Black household. Although she wouldn’t admit it to you if you’d dare to even suggest such a thing to her, Sage felt as though she wasn’t quite in control of her own life.  Sage Black was always prepared for anything. Jasmine had once nicknamed her Mary Poppins trying to mock her for all of the things she carried around in her purse in case of emergencies. It was her sister’s way of calling her a loser, but that was lost on Sage who would always take that sort of foresight and caution as a compliment. But this? Nothing that had happened since they’d arrived had been part of the plan. 

There had been a huge appeal to the move at first glance: it would be a fresh start for all of them; a welcome change of pace from the crowds and constant energy of the city and, most of all, it would offer the Black sisters a way to reconnect with each other -- something they’d all sorely lacked since growing up. Sage had been enthusiastic about all of it. She’d only wished she could have had some idea of what really awaited them. 

Going more than thirty years believing that you are one thing and then, in an instant, finding out that not only is magic real, but that you are both a witch and next in line to lead a coven of witches had been, to put it lightly, a shock. The whole thing still seemed a little absurd, like the entire town had gotten together to play some sort of elaborate prank on all of them - as though they were trying to see just how gullible the out of town city folk really were. But the strangest part of all of it, was that it somehow felt right. Like she should had known this all along. 

It didn’t mean that learning magic was easy. 

Sage had always been an eager student. Super organized, driven - the sort of person who would start on projects the moment the teacher assigned them. She could make school look easy (even when it wasn’t) because she loved it. But this wasn’t like that at all. She wasn’t used to this: to feeling so under prepared for a task; so hopelessly under-qualified and experienced. She was a sorry excuse for a witch, let alone someone who was supposed to take over for their aunt. 

So she decided to deal with her problem like she dealt with any other she encountered: but ignoring her own feelings of inadequacy with aggressive optimism (fake it til you make it!) and throwing herself into other distractions which, today, meant making more cookies than she and her sisters (and possibly even all of the tenants in the entire Black house) could eat. 

“Juniper Black!”

Eloise Goddard had a tendency to call people by their entire name. She was unsure of when or where she picked up that habit, but it often just slipped out. It wasn’t with everyone-- some people just had names that rolled off the tongue nicely and June’s name fell into that category. 

Perched on a chair behind the circulation desk at the town library, she grinned broadly across the counter at one of the newest residents of her hometown. Rumors had circulated for weeks about the return of members of the Black Family to Fate, especially four sisters who no one really knew much about. There were no secrets in Fate (or, at least, that’s what Eloise believed).

“I have that map for you!” she exclaimed in her well practiced hushed librarian tone, sliding her chair to the side, grabbing a folder, and then sliding back to the original position. Flipping it opened, she revealed a rather detailed hand drawn map notating various locals in and around the town of Fate.

“I couldn’t find the original one I was thinking of from the town tourism board before it disbanded, so I just drew this one up for you,” she shifted the paper a quarter turn so it was facing the proper way for June to look at it. In Eloise’s opinion, it was much better (if not more crowded) that the tourism board’s original map.

“The star is Black House, of course. Anything of historical significance is marked in green, restaurants in red, and shopping is in blue. All other businesses are marked in purple. The orange lines are the best walking trails through the park and the dotted black line is the best way to get down to the beach,” she explained, pointing to each item as she spoke. 

“I also included a packet of information about all those historical locations for your perusal, hours for local businesses, and the top recommended meals at all restaurants,” she continued, flipping through the packet of papers. “In duplicate of course; one for each of your sisters as well! Oh!” she pulled out a white flyer. “And this Chinese food menu someone left on my front door. I’ve never been there so I can’t say anything about it and I also hate Chinese food, so...” she shrugged, replacing the menu before flipping closed the file folder and pushing it towards June.

KATE! so obvs eloise <3 juniper!  i was wondering how long the blacks have been in town/how much time did they spend in fate in the past? elosie is 100% a lifer townie, so my thoughts are if they’re recent acquaintances, they’re both the sort of people who would become fast friends! i can see the pair falling down a rabbit hole talking about books! (and maybe, though they won’t admit it, use them as form of escape?!)