Call her mother

The next day Agatha showed up late, tired from getting no sleep due to the day before. She had this foggy feeling like she hadn’t planned on being here, but she quickly shakes it off. Wanda and Rio were already there, Rio playing with her knife and Wanda setting up the table for the podcast. Agatha tosses her hair as she walks into the room, shaking off a feeling that she can’t quite place.

“Surprised you showed up” Rio teased, playfully twirling the knife between her slender fingers.

“I’m not.” Wanda muttered to herself, making Agatha stop in her tracks for just a moment, assessing her. What game was this bitch playing at? The foggy feeling from before returning.

“So what is it today? What fresh horrors await?” Agatha says dramatically, taking the chair next to Rio, eyes drifting up and down her body noticing the silk green button up tucked into her black slacks. Agatha’s eyes can’t help but wander to the three undone buttons and the long gold earrings adorning rios skin. Agatha realizes she was staring for too long quickly glancing down at the floor only to make eye contact with rios pointy toed flats.

When Agatha’s gaze moves back forward she catches Rio out of the corner of her eye staring shamelessly at Agatha’s casual cargos and blue button up. She sees Rio bite her lips slightly when Agatha adjusts the black frames on her face.

“Hot ones, I got the sauces and made wings. I figured it would be nice considering yesterday’s more serious episode, so” she gestures to the table “mild on the left, and the most spicy on the right”

Agatha smirks “Well I don’t know if this is a competition, or anything” she says arrogantly “but I’m definitely going to take these way better than both of you. I bet you’re both a bunch of wusses when it comes to spicy food.”

“Agatha” Rio’s says furrowing her eyebrows in amusement

“It’s not a competition” Wanda says with an accusing tone, cutting off Rio.

“Fine, if you guys are immune to fun then so be it. What exactly are we doing here?” She rolls her eyes

“We each have cards with a series of questions, we read the question and choose who we want to ask that question, if that person chooses not to answer, they eat a wing.” Wanda says

“Who came up with the questions?” Agatha raises an eyebrow

“I did” Wanda says curtly and pushes the button on her mic, Agatha copies the movements turning on her own mic, Rio follows.

“I’ll go first” Rio says, amused

“Of course you will” Agatha waves a hand mockingly, pursing her lips, her eyes narrowed at Rio.

“Agatha” she looks to the brown haired witch, Agatha shifts a bit uncomfortably, “if you could go back to any era of your life, what would it be?”

Agatha thinks for a moment, a finger resting on her chin. She eyes the wings, but then looks up to Rio “Ehh, I’m gonna go with the 80s. Occult was all the rage, people were just dying to be like us, the real witches. They’d try to seek us out. That was a fun time to be alive” She smirks at the green witch, hoping that she and Wanda would believe this obvious lie. How could she say the truth when it hurt her the way it did? Those years in their cottage, her short time with Nicky. Agatha would trade anything to have that all back. She knew somewhere deep down though, that Rio knew it too.

“Doesn’t surprise me.” Rio says deadpan “You really had me busy during that time.” She bites toward Agatha then sits back in her chair

Wanda eyes Rio, trying to figure her out “I’ll go next” she offers, looking to the two witches. Agatha motions for her to go ahead.

“Agatha” Wanda says playfully, but she’s cut off quickly

“Oh so what I’m just going to be asked everything?” Agatha shouts gesturing her arms dramatically

Wanda rolls her eyes and Rio puts her tongue in her cheek, laughing

“Anyways, Agatha. Who has been your most formidable rival” Wanda looks at her expectantly, raising an eyebrow.

Agatha looks from Wanda to Rio, then makes a slightly disgusted face “I’m gonna eat the wing” she picks it up and takes a bite “Oh this is nothing! I mean the sauce is garbage but I can handle this” she shrugs over confidently and finishes off the wing

“That’s the mild one” Wanda laughs.

“Your turn, Agatha” Rio looks to her, almost teasing with her tone

Agatha bites her lip and takes a card “this better be a good one though” she smirks “Rio” she puts her elbows on the table and rests her chin in her hands “Who was the last person you slept with? How was she?” Agatha smirks at Wanda as Rio growls and takes a bite out of a wing. She couldn’t say that it’s always been Agatha, it’s only ever been Agatha. She’s the only person who’s ever truly existed in her eyes.

“Agatha that wasn’t the question” Wanda scolds

“Yeah but it was my question” Agatha retorts biting her lip staring at Rio

Wanda looks between the two women opposite her wondering exactly what went on with the two of them, the way they look at each other, the way they steal glances. She senses the strong feelings of lust that they used to have for each-other. Or maybe those feelings never stopped. She tilts her head and chooses a card then puts it back down “You know what? Screw the cards, let’s just have a conversation and eat wings. Yeah?”

“Whatever” Agatha scoffs, Rio shakes her head

“So what’s your story? The real story I mean.. I’m so curious how Death one day decided to date a real living person” Wanda eyes Rio, eyes dragging over her features for the first real time

“You really are a nosy witch.. you know that Wanda?” Agatha seethes, trying the third spiciest wing and letting out a breath, trying to save face

“Agatha, it’s fine.” Rio coos, “like I said yesterday though… and today she kept me busy, and she intrigued me. No one in history had ever piqued my interest the way she did. So I figured why not?” Rio looks down, then her eyes slide up Agatha’s body, settling on her face. Agatha looks away from her, breaking their gaze.

Wanda’s eyes drag along Agatha’s sad but angelic features, she has also always found Agatha captivating. “What about you, Agatha” Wanda goes to grab a wing but grabs the most spicy one instead of the least and she takes a big bite from it. She doesn’t notice right away but then it hits her and she stands abruptly, panting “Holy shit I-I think” she pants more and starts pacing and fanning herself

Agatha covers her mouth, laughing loudly, Rio cackles

“ what’s she doing? Where she going?” Rio cackles at the pacing Wanda

“I think she got the hottest one” Agatha gasps out between laughs “this is amazing I am loving this”

Wanda gulps down a glass of milk and sits down, palms on the table, breathing heavily, tears streaming down her face from the spice

Agatha and Rio look at her and then to each other “I’ll bet you can’t handle it either” Rio challenges, eyes narrowing.

“Oh like you could do any better!” Agatha retorts and takes the next up wing, biting, Rio does the same. They don’t break eye contact as they try each wing, each spicier than the last. Agatha slowly lowers her head onto the table, cheeks pink.

“ kinda tickles dosent it “ Rio states staring blankly at the wing. When she looks up she sees Agatha huffing hiding her face beneath her arms “Sweetheart… you okay?” Rio eyes Agatha

“Oh yeah no I’m fine guys, thanks for asking” Wanda says sarcastically, still fanning herself. Neither woman looks away from the other, Agatha sits back up and goes in on the last wing and the spice creeps up on her a bit and then all at once. She hits the table “oh my god this is disgusting, it tastes so cheap. Ugh” Agatha exclaims, getting up from her chair.

“I think they’re all delicious” Rio wipes her mouth smirking towards Agatha, tapping at her knife.

“You’re infuriating” Agatha yells, standing up and walking towards Rio grabbing her by the collar. Agatha grits her teeth seething at Rio, but Rio stares blankly back her eyes wide with a teasing anticipation. Agatha tries to hold onto the eye contact, tries not to look away, but the way Rios eyes are boring into her makes her resolve crumble. Agatha groans releasing Rios collar with a shove.

Wanda stares at the two wondering what the fuck she was watching. She clears her throat shaking her head lightly before looking over at the clearly furious Agatha

“Fuck this.” Agatha whispers and sits back down. “I’m ending it here.” She thinks to herself sinking down into her chair

Infuriatingly Rio takes another bite of the hottest one. Show off. She leans back in her chair licking the corner of her lips.

“Why don’t we go back to the questions.. instead of stuffing our faces?” Wanda eyes the witches.

Agatha waves a hand and rolls her eyes “Whatever.”

“I’m down if Agatha is” Rio winks towards Agatha.

Agatha looks away quickly and tosses her long brown hair “Wanda” Agatha smirks, leaning forward, “Which era of mine was the sexiest? From the little show you put on in Westview” she says with a glint in her eye. She then makes a quick glance toward Rio as she is sitting back in her chair, eyes narrowed, her jealousy apparent in the way her tounge is lodged in the corner of her cheek, a little habit that Agatha had always loved. Agatha’s mouth tugs into a smirk, eyes fixed on the scarlet witch.

Wanda looks surprised, but she decides to answer “the one where you wore the sweats with “naughty” on the ass” she raises an eyebrow, a coy grin appearing on her face seemingly lost in the thought of it.

Rio huffs, shaking her head, tongue still in her cheek and sits forward, staring at the table. “Maybe we should go back to the cards” Rio mumbles.

“That’s.. probably a better idea” Wanda says under her breath, noticing the uncomfortable tension lingering.

Wanda takes a card from her stack, still neatly placed on the table “Oh this one’s actually really good. Rio, what would your last meal be?”

Rio smirks and looks toward Agatha, eyes dancing across her features.

Wanda’s eyes widen “Yeah okay I’m shutting that down right now”

“A greek salad” Agatha says quietly, resting her chin in her hand and looking to Rio

Rio nods slowly, a smile smile threatening to appear “Like the ones we had on that Greece trip where we stayed in those villas..”

“With the rose bushes out front” Agatha finishes her sentence for her and Rio half smiles, looking to Agatha again

“Yeah.. that trip” Rio shakes her head again, then reaches for one of the sauces as Agatha’s left hand reaches for a napkin. Their hands barely brush against each other, Rio freezes, yearning for more contact, Agatha lets out a small nervous laugh and clears her throat, “but it has nothing to do with that.” Agatha says bluntly snapping her hand back , her demeanor fully changes. “ it was the only food I could make with what Ralph had in his empty ass fridge, I grew to like them “ she chuckles out softly, not even sounding like she believes herself.

“Right.” Rio fidgets with her knife staring downwards

“Well I um.. I think we’re good to end it here then.” Wanda interjects. We can pick up on the next one tomorrow”

Agatha promptly puts her napkin down pushing herself up from the table walking out. The door to the room closes with a slight swing. Rio hesitates before standing up and following her. She walks through the door glancing side to side to look for the long haired witch in the hallway, she finds Agatha figure slumping slightly to the wall on her right. Rio glides over to her tilting her head as she approaches the woman “Agatha” she whispers, hands softy reaching to comb through the witch’s hair

Agatha turns to her, stepping a bit closer, and she reaches out hesitantly and hugs the green witch. “I know.” Rio says softly.

A single tear rolls down Agatha’s cheek, and with that, she pulls away and steals one more glance, then she turns and before Rio has a chance to grab her hand she leaves the building.