[June 13] Family Affairs: A Visitor for Matilda

A house elf popped up from behind the counter, gave Teagan a good looking over using the bottom of a bottle as a lens.

"Eh, you're no witch. How'd you get here! I'll have to call the mistress, she won't be happy."

It run off again, all flustered, and after a few. Inured, an old woman returns. She must be well over 100 years old.

She looks st a Teagan. "You said something about Miss Wilson, I'm told. But I couldn't get enough sense out of him to say what."

The woman offers Teagan her hand in greeting.

"I'm Agatha Larkshead, camp coordinator, how can I be of assistance?" And she steers Teagan to two chairs on the porch as the elf brings tea.

The old witch's grip is firm, belying her age. Once they're seated she pours the tea, then picks up her knitting, looks at Teagan.

"That's dreadful news. The young lass was just starting to settle in, make some friends. She's a tough one, though." She drops some of her knitting, and it seems to form itself into a small awkward creature. "Fetch Matilda for me, and be quick about it." And the blob with too many legs, and yet none, scurries off into the trees.

"I thought Matilda was under the guardianship of the MACUSA currently. What is your fiancé's full name, dear? And just how did you find your way here?"

Matilda had been working on the sketches still from the bonfire. She had several of them already on canvas, now she was working on the flames that danced like people. It was memorizing to her and she hoped that she could bring it justice. "You know this one I think it going to be the hardest." She looked up to Ms. Masters.

Suddenly a yarn like creature popped up and Matilda looked at it. "Um." She said as she stared at the thing. When it mentioned she was needed at the office she felt a bit apprehensive. "Did I do something wrong?" She looked up at Ms. Masters and then put her stuff away and walked to the office.

She opened the door and looked in. "Yes?" She peered in and saw Teagan, her eyes were wide and she ran to her. "MOM!!!" She gave her the biggest hug she could as her heart pounded in her chest. "I didn't know Dad and you were coming! This is awesome! I can't wait to show you everything!! You should see my drawings! Ms. Masters is here also!! She has been helping too! OH!!! And you have to meet Kiami!!! She as a kitten just like Morticia, except his name is Gomez and he is white. They are perfect for each other. Oh!!! Oh!!! And we are going to be first years together at the same school!! Isn't that wonderful!!" Morticia took it upon herself to jump between them and announce she was there as well.

Teagan was about the answer the women, the best she could before the door slammed open and the girl came jumping into her arms. They wrapped around her tightly, hugging her closely and trying her hardest not the cry as she rambled on about all of the things she was experiencing. She was so happy she had been sent here, and she was making friends. And it broke her heart to have to tell her this.

When Matilda was calm, Teagan took her hands and took in a deep breath. "I did not plan this visit little champion...But--I have sad news." Her hazel eyes looked at her, and she could not help but let the tears well in her eyes. "Your dad was in a normal human accident. He's at the magic hospital where they are taking very good care of him..." She pause, her head lowers as she tries to get her words back. "They fixed him...his body is fixed but it would seem your dad is lost in his own mind...and until he finds his way back...he wont wake up."

Matilda took a deep breathe and looked to Miss Agatha. "Yes Aunt Agatha." She smiled and watched as the elder woman left the room. Matilda looked just outside the door. She knew that Ms. Masters was there also. She wondered why she came with her. When she turned back to look at Teagan she stared up at her. It was as if all the happiness just drained from the world.

She heard her words, knew he was okay, but she had spoken to him a few days ago. They wrote each other. She was standing there, her body started to shake, tears formed in her eyes and she blinked. "No." She gasped. Her body sunk to the floor, the little girl crumbled down and cried. "Daddy." She cried even harder, the only words coming from her, no and daddy in between the sobs of pain and heartbreak. She didn't know what to say or how to process what was being told to her.

Then she looked up. "Then I will find him!" She screamed out. "Let me go to Daddy! He needs us!" She was a mess, like any girl would be if they had just heard the worse news ever, to Matilda it was as if he was dying and she couldn't keep her mind from straying into the morbid thoughts of death as she thought of him.

Matilda looked at Teagan "To come home! To go see him! He needs us! We can't...I can't....stay here." She was crying so hard again. Her face paled even more at the thougts of everything that could of happened to him. She didn't know the details, probably never would, but living in New York she had seen her fair share of auto accidents and she knew that they could be terrible. Magic couldn't fix everything, some where deep inside she knew that.

She wrapped her body around Teagan and cried again, crawling into her lap. Morticia just looked on from a chair. She was mewling out matching Matilda's cries. The two of them matched in their sobs. She couldn't feel anything else but this pain now, her heart breaking. She would be fatherless again. She would be alone again. She wouldn't have anyone, no family, nothing. She would have to go back to the foster system in New York. Her mind kept spiraling down now as each new thought of what if crossed her mind.

Teagan held her. "Okay. Okay." She says softly. "We can go. Lets go back a small bag if you wish and we will go. Okay?" She leans in to kiss the girls forehead and stood to her feet, holding her hand out to help Matilda. She looks to the old women and smiles. "Thank you. I will have her back in a few days." She weakly and leads Matilda out of the building.

There near the door was the women from the hospital. "Ms. Masters." She says softly. "I wanted to apologize for my rudeness the other day...with everything going on...I do hope you can forgive me." Her words were soft. She hadn't meant to ignore the women that day the accident had occured.

When the door opened and they were exiting Thulile was wiping tears from her eyes. She would have been a heartless woman to not be moved by the sorrow in that room. She hardly expected to be addressed and was merely going to return to tidy up after her art session with Matilda was interrupted. So when Teagan spoke to her there was a moment of surprise, and then a shake of her head.

"Don't. You were not rude and it wasn't my place to be there to begin with." She then gave Matilda a little smile. "He loves you both so much. Most of what I ever talked about with Dristan was about you two." Thulile was determined not to try, but her eyes were overly bright with the threat of tears.

"Of course." Thulile motioned for Teagan and Matilda to follow her and started to lead them back toward Matilda's cabin. "I can secure and protect the paintings Matilda is currently working on and get them to you later. That way what she just did can have a chance to dry."

Teagan followed Thulile to Matilda's cabin and opened the door. "Grab what you want. You only need a few things. Rememver we have all your clothes at the house too" She speaks quietly. She needed to try and stay strong. It had been several days but the pain still lingered and she watched him everyday hoping he would wake up.

Matilda stood in the door of her cabin. "I DON'T WANT ANYTHING!!!" She screamed on the top of her lungs, holding the cat. She didn't need anything, just needed to get to her dad. "Just take me to him!! Take me to daddy! Please Mommy!!" She was crying again and several eyes had turned to look at the scene the little girl was making.

She didn't need to grab anything, she had Morticia, that was all she needed. She looked from the two of them and looked that the portkey. "Please mommy. Just take me to Dad." Tears streamed down her face. She needed to see her dad. She needed to know. Why couldn't they understand that? Why did they want her to pack anything? Nothing here was worth it. Nothing was worth being without a family that she felt she finally had papers or not be damned.