Rio always says all roads lead to her, Agatha calls bullshit. She’s been walking this road for almost an hour and still no sign of Rio. She was beginning to think her lover was pranking her. Agatha calls out for Rio, but no response. The witch scoffs, growing more annoyed. She walks down the road, skipping slightly as she whistles.
Agatha pauses, noticing something odd. Roses. Pure white roses, standing out against the dark forest. She picks one, bringing it to her nose and enjoying the sweet smell. She tucks it behind her ear before continuing. A few yards later, Agatha comes upon daisies. More odd flowers. Rio must be behind this, how sweet. Agatha picks a daisy and tucks it behind her ear. She keeps walking, collecting more flowers as the trail goes on.
Finally, a clearing. Agatha can’t help but smile at the adorable sight in front of her. Rio sits with Nicky, helping the young boy weave flower stems together.
“I guess all roads really do lead to you” Agatha chuckles. Nicky runs up to her, wrapping his arms around his mother. Agatha kneels in front of Nicky and places the flowers into her son’s hair.
“We made that from scratch” Rio kisses Agatha’s head “my love” Agatha stands and kisses Rio gently, resting her hands on her lover’s waist. She rests her head on Rio’s shoulder.
“We did” Agatha mutters “and it’s perfect”