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FlabberGasted Part 4
🕑 Added 2020-09-30 01:48:26 +0000 UTC
“I still don’t see why you couldn’t have just called,” Cat grumbled, arms crossed over her chest as she watched Robbin lay out the board in front of them. The coffee table in the living room had been pushed to one side, and she was seated on the couch with Kathy Najimy’s face frozen in a nutty expression on the TV. For all of her grumbling she was glad to see Robbin. Even without the chance to go out and do something, being alone on a holiday they both loved wasn’t her ideal.
They were witches, after all.
Not in the cauldron and spells way, or at least, not really. And if she was being honest, Cat found the whole gimmick - tarot cards, horoscopes, candles - more amusing than a serious devotion. But with almost 8 months of social distancing, well, everyone needed a hobby, right? And she’d already tried baking, much as her jeans disagreed with that idea.
Robbin, on the other hand, had taken extra care to make sure that the board was perfectly centered on the table. She placed red candles around the room, insisting that Cat let her turn all the lights off.
“Watch. We both place our hands on the planchette like this.” She took her partner’s wrists and placed the tips of her fingers on the triangular piece of glass. She grabbed a handful of popcorn before doing the same herself. To Cat’s amazement, the planchette began moving around the center of the board in a slow circle.
“Is that a-”
“That’s just me. Sorry. We’re supposed to warm it up first.” She looked up at the ceiling and called out in an uncharacteristically serious voice, “Is there anyone here who wishes to commune with us from the spirit world?”
Slowly, the glass slid under their fingers until it arrived on the corner marked “Yes”
Cat watched the planchette shift around, and glanced at Robbin, watching the excitement brighten Robbin’s round face. At this point, Cat was just along for the ride. Which, when it came to her girlfriend, wasn’t a new experience, nor an unpleasant one.
“Are you sure you’re not moving it right now? Because Julia mentioned something about a ghost when she left…”
“There’s no way I would fake this!” Robbin was beaming. “Isn’t this freaky? Okay. Hello, spirit. Are you a man or a lady ghost?”
The planchette drifted under their fingers toward the letter F.
“F, for female?” The triangle move again, this time with more force. Both women jumped as the planchette slipped free of their grip and slid over to the letter A.
“That was you!” Robbin accused. Before Cat had time to respond, the triangle began sliding again, this time under its own power. It jittered and vibrated and finally came to rest on the letter T.
“Fat?”
A gust of cold air filled the room and snuffed out the candles. The television went black, and in the second before the mansion plunged into darkness, Robbin was sure that she had seen someone else sitting next to Cat.
