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Chapter 9 : Answers
“Which one?” Lorna repeated. “There was more than one?”
“Not at the same time”, Clover replied quietly so her father wouldn’t hear. “Father killed the first one by blowing out his lantern. But then, a few months ago, someone who was lost in the woods lit it up again. She became a new Beast.”
“So you and Beatrice killed her and buried her in the woods?” the girl with the bonnet guessed.
The Woodsman’s daughter held her hands up as she replied :
“Her very soul was corrupted! What else could we do? She was too lost to be saved.”
“I see”, Auntie Whispers finally spoke. “I never knew he could do that. I guess the lantern always finds a way.”
Both teenagers looked at with a confused expression.
“You haven’t gotten to this part of the Tome of the Unknown yet, have you, Lorna?” the old woman continued. “The Beast and the Dark Lantern are one.”
“Because it contained his soul, you mean?” Clover said.
“It is his soul”, Whispers corrected. “As far as I can guess…”
“Can Beatrice and I check out that tome you mentioned?” the Woodsman’s daughter enquired. “And we’ll talk about what we know of the second Beast. That way we all might get some answers to our questions. Just… don’t tell my father. He doesn’t know about the second Beast and it’s best to keep it that way.”
The old woman and her adopted niece agreed. Now all Clover had to do was talk to Beatrice about it.
“You insisted that we shouldn’t tell anyone and then you tell the creepy witch and her niece?!” Beatrice shouted when her girlfriend told her about the events of the past few days.
Her dog looked up at her, probably wondering why she was being so loud and, most importantly, why had she stopped petting him.
Clover threw a pebble into the river before them.
“Shh, not so loud! And They were already suspecting us of something”, she explained. “I had to make it clear that… oh, forget it. I’m sorry, I should have asked you if you were ok with-”
“It’s a bit too late for that”, the redhead pointed out, standing up and dusting her dress. “And what would this Whispers do if she finds out I killed her sister? Have you thought about that?”
“You said it was an accident…”
“Tell that to this witch. My siblings are annoying but if someone killed one of them, even by accident, I certainly wouldn’t let the murderer get away with it.”
“Maybe you should have thought of this before k-”
“I didn’t have time to think of anything!” Beatrice interrupted the brunette. “I had to save my friends!”
“Fine, fine”, Clover said, standing up as well. “I’ll go on my own. Get my hands on the Tome of the Unknown. Maybe get some answers about a few things I’ve been wondering about. And if they ask anything about Adelaide I won’t reveal anything, I promise. I would never let anyone hurt you.”
“Yes, I know”, the girl in blue whispered.
“So? Are we good?” Clover asked.
Her girlfriend nodded.
Yes, the brunette revealed information she wasn’t supposed to reveal, but that didn’t put them in any danger : no-one would blame them for killing the Beast. The “Adelaide incident” was something else. Something Clover had enough common sense not to reveal to the wrong person, and her girlfriend knew it.
“Oh, by the way, I almost forgot…” Beatrice said as she searched within her pocket. “I found this. I wanted to give it to you earlier but…”
She handed her partner a golden brooch shaped like a four-leaved clover.
“Is it what you took from Adelaide’s house when we went there together?” Clover asked.
“…Yes.”
“It better not be cursed or something”, the brunette said, taking the brooch in her hand and examining it. It was beautiful but didn’t seem to be magic.
“It looks so unlike anything else in Adelaide’s home it caught my eye when I was looking for her scissors after Wirt and Greg escaped her”, Beatrice explained. “I doubt it even belonged to her in the first place. She most likely stole it from some former visitor. And I remembered it some time later because, well, it’s a clover.”
“It’s… it’s beautiful… but I don’t know if should accept a stolen gift…”
“Why not? You already stole my heart.”
“That’s the cutest and cheesiest thing I’ve ever heard you say”, Clover laughed, putting the brooch in the pocket of her skirt and picking up her girlfriend bridal style. “What happened to your cynicism?”
“Maybe you stole that too? Also, I can walk, thank you.”
Clover put her partner back on her feet, pouting. Showing off her strength would have to wait. Just like the answers to her questions.
“Which one?” Lorna repeated. “There was more than one?”
“Not at the same time”, Clover replied quietly so her father wouldn’t hear. “Father killed the first one by blowing out his lantern. But then, a few months ago, someone who was lost in the woods lit it up again. She became a new Beast.”
“So you and Beatrice killed her and buried her in the woods?” the girl with the bonnet guessed.
The Woodsman’s daughter held her hands up as she replied :
“Her very soul was corrupted! What else could we do? She was too lost to be saved.”
“I see”, Auntie Whispers finally spoke. “I never knew he could do that. I guess the lantern always finds a way.”
Both teenagers looked at with a confused expression.
“You haven’t gotten to this part of the Tome of the Unknown yet, have you, Lorna?” the old woman continued. “The Beast and the Dark Lantern are one.”
“Because it contained his soul, you mean?” Clover said.
“It is his soul”, Whispers corrected. “As far as I can guess…”
“Can Beatrice and I check out that tome you mentioned?” the Woodsman’s daughter enquired. “And we’ll talk about what we know of the second Beast. That way we all might get some answers to our questions. Just… don’t tell my father. He doesn’t know about the second Beast and it’s best to keep it that way.”
The old woman and her adopted niece agreed. Now all Clover had to do was talk to Beatrice about it.
“You insisted that we shouldn’t tell anyone and then you tell the creepy witch and her niece?!” Beatrice shouted when her girlfriend told her about the events of the past few days.
Her dog looked up at her, probably wondering why she was being so loud and, most importantly, why had she stopped petting him.
Clover threw a pebble into the river before them.
“Shh, not so loud! And They were already suspecting us of something”, she explained. “I had to make it clear that… oh, forget it. I’m sorry, I should have asked you if you were ok with-”
“It’s a bit too late for that”, the redhead pointed out, standing up and dusting her dress. “And what would this Whispers do if she finds out I killed her sister? Have you thought about that?”
“You said it was an accident…”
“Tell that to this witch. My siblings are annoying but if someone killed one of them, even by accident, I certainly wouldn’t let the murderer get away with it.”
“Maybe you should have thought of this before k-”
“I didn’t have time to think of anything!” Beatrice interrupted the brunette. “I had to save my friends!”
“Fine, fine”, Clover said, standing up as well. “I’ll go on my own. Get my hands on the Tome of the Unknown. Maybe get some answers about a few things I’ve been wondering about. And if they ask anything about Adelaide I won’t reveal anything, I promise. I would never let anyone hurt you.”
“Yes, I know”, the girl in blue whispered.
“So? Are we good?” Clover asked.
Her girlfriend nodded.
Yes, the brunette revealed information she wasn’t supposed to reveal, but that didn’t put them in any danger : no-one would blame them for killing the Beast. The “Adelaide incident” was something else. Something Clover had enough common sense not to reveal to the wrong person, and her girlfriend knew it.
“Oh, by the way, I almost forgot…” Beatrice said as she searched within her pocket. “I found this. I wanted to give it to you earlier but…”
She handed her partner a golden brooch shaped like a four-leaved clover.
“Is it what you took from Adelaide’s house when we went there together?” Clover asked.
“…Yes.”
“It better not be cursed or something”, the brunette said, taking the brooch in her hand and examining it. It was beautiful but didn’t seem to be magic.
“It looks so unlike anything else in Adelaide’s home it caught my eye when I was looking for her scissors after Wirt and Greg escaped her”, Beatrice explained. “I doubt it even belonged to her in the first place. She most likely stole it from some former visitor. And I remembered it some time later because, well, it’s a clover.”
“It’s… it’s beautiful… but I don’t know if should accept a stolen gift…”
“Why not? You already stole my heart.”
“That’s the cutest and cheesiest thing I’ve ever heard you say”, Clover laughed, putting the brooch in the pocket of her skirt and picking up her girlfriend bridal style. “What happened to your cynicism?”
“Maybe you stole that too? Also, I can walk, thank you.”
Clover put her partner back on her feet, pouting. Showing off her strength would have to wait. Just like the answers to her questions.
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Girls of the Unknown is made of little snippets of the girls' life after the events of the show (so go watch it before you read this fic!). Set in the same continuity as my other fic A Light For the Lost and contains spoilers for it.
Note : the Woodsman's daughter has no canon name ; however I named her Clover in all of my OtGW fics.
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Note : the Woodsman's daughter has no canon name ; however I named her Clover in all of my OtGW fics.
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Nyaw~ that's adorable! I like where this story's going~