Spiteful Little Things

Theodora jumps on her sister from behind. "Got you!"

“Don’t scare me like that!” she huffed playfully, not able to suppress a smile. “I’m working, Teddy,” Evanora murmured half-heartedly, turning her head and placing a kiss on her little sister’s cheek.

#(I missed you too Ducky *huggles*)

"Whatcha working on?" She asked curiously and wrapped her arms around her elder sister and giggled when she kissed her cheek. "I'm board.." She then whined.

ayo-sonyeoshidae

"I had wings once, but they were stolen from me."

#gross ugly sobbing

a-crimsonmalice

"I certainly am far from Oz." Theodora said as she tripped over a large thorn.

"It would sure seem that way." Maleficent replied in a sullen tone, repairing the damage Stefan’s army had done to the wall of thorns.

When she was finished, she turned to face the human woman who had somehow stumbled into the moors with a curious expression. “What do I call you?” She inquired, Diaval resting in raven form on her shoulder.

"Theodora." She answered standing up and brushing her dress off. "What may I call you?" If you don’t mind me asking?" The young witch said softly and gave the woman a light smile. "It’s a beautiful your making."

"Yes, exactly. You were drunk. I did not raise you to go out and get drunk, did I? We grew up in a palace, and received the same education as a princess, and yet you act like a peasant." Evanora’s voice was calm, and yet her hazel eyes darkened. "There will be a day you make me proud to be your sister, but this day has not come so far." Nonetheless she came closer, cupping her chin and dabbing at her scars, murmuring some ancient words she had learned by heart years ago. Sometimes she thought Theodora’s curse was her personal punishment for being so sensitive.

Theo sighed sadly when Evanora came over and wiped her tears away, then healed her scars in an instant. "Well being a princess isn't fun when you sister is too busy being queen." She said softly and wrapped her arms around her sister for comfort. "I missed you." Theo said and looked up at her with her big chocolate irises. "I'm really sorry for what I did."

gretelthewitchhunter

"Hey Gretel, what does this do?" Theo asked as she picked up her crossbow gun and pulled the trigger. A silver arrow shooting straight to the wall. "Oops."

Gretel jumped, a sudden surge of panic going through her. Theo could hurt herself! In one fast motion, she pulled the crossbow from Theo’s grip. “You have to be careful! You’re gonna hurt yourself!”

"Sorry.." She squeaked sheepishly and bit her lip. "I like your toys. Didn't think the the trigger would set it off at the slightest touch." Theo said with a blush. "I wouldn't have hurt myself I know what I'm doing...most of the time."

Has to go to the bank to buy magical items bbs

+theodorathenotsowicked

"The Wicked Witch? Who’s that?" Zelena asked, confused as she looked at her own green skin. "This Wicked Witch..isn’t me is it?"

"Well you certainly don't look like Glinda." Theo shrugged. "I mean unless you are Glinda, but that's what my sister says."

A week had gone by since the war between the two sisters, and now Theodora had approached her sisters bedroom and knocked lightly at the door, lost and confused without her elder sister. Tears scars ruined the girl skin. She had to come back she needed her sister more than anyone. "N-Nora?" Theo called out knocking lightly on the door again.

Evanora had spent the last days occupying herself with work. She was not merely here to terrorize the ‘good’ people of Oz on her mission to destroy Glinda, but still maintained the image of being one of them. A good witch, here to protect her subjects from everything evil and wicked, until the great Wizard would come to set things right. Evanora had never been interested in being queen, or destroying her beautiful birthplace.

She knew that Theodora would be back eventually, so she didn’t bother with going after her. She did care for her sister, but she also knew that she was weak. Theodora might be angry at times, but she didn’t have what it takes to live on her own, no matter how powerful she was. It was worth nothing as long as she didn’t learn to use it.

"Come in," she said, eyes trained on herself as she sat in front of the mirror, brushing her hair.

"I see you have returned at last. I do hope you know I slowly find it hard to trust you when you keep disappearing and stay with my enemies." Evanora was not worried that Theodora could betray her. She knew that her older sister could never forgive her for this, and she so desperately sought her approval. Maybe it was bad to take advantage of this, but what else was left for her in this world?

At last, Evanora turned around, looking at her sister. “For someone who hates me with all her heart, you waste a lot of tears on me.” The older witch braided her hair calmly, watching Theodora in the mirror as she turned around again for a moment, before she got up from her seat.

"I was drunk I didn't know what I was saying." Theo said weakly with a sniffle. When Evanora looked to her, she looked away blushing, ashamed of herself. How could she say such nasty things to her? "I'm sorry I said those things to you..I was just angry." She said even quieter. "I know you'll never forgive me, or probably don't even want to see me right now, I understand. "It's not easy crying when your a witch who's tears burn your flesh. I deserved these scars. Please forgive me sister."

+theodorathenotsowicked

"It’s fine. You see, I ran off to see the Wizard because I was sick of my father abusing me and telling me I’m wicked.”

"That's not very nice. Sometimes my sister calls me wicked, because she believes I'm siding with the wicked witch." The young girl folded her arms and sighed. "Hurts my feelings. I'm truly and deeply sorry for what your father did to you"

A week had gone by since the war between the two sisters, and now Theodora had approached her sisters bedroom and knocked lightly at the door, lost and confused without her elder sister. Tears scars ruined the girl skin. She had to come back she needed her sister more than anyone. "N-Nora?" Theo called out knocking lightly on the door again.

Evanora had spent the last days occupying herself with work. She was not merely here to terrorize the ‘good’ people of Oz on her mission to destroy Glinda, but still maintained the image of being one of them. A good witch, here to protect her subjects from everything evil and wicked, until the great Wizard would come to set things right. Evanora had never been interested in being queen, or destroying her beautiful birthplace.

She knew that Theodora would be back eventually, so she didn’t bother with going after her. She did care for her sister, but she also knew that she was weak. Theodora might be angry at times, but she didn’t have what it takes to live on her own, no matter how powerful she was. It was worth nothing as long as she didn’t learn to use it.

"Come in," she said, eyes trained on herself as she sat in front of the mirror, brushing her hair.

Theodora hesitantly,opened the door. The big door creaked open and Theo saw her sister sat in front of the mirror. Typical reaction when Theo would leave for a few days, it made the girl's heart skin to the floor. Not even a quick glance. Theo wanted to run again, to her room and shut the door so loud she could hear how pained her heart was.

Theo didn't know how to heal her burns, nor did Glinda unfortunately, even tho they tried everything they could to get rid of the,. Evanora was the only person alive who could properly heal Theo's scars. The young witch opened her mouth to speak but she closed it, not really sure what to say.

+theodorathenotsowicked

"No. I lived in the poorer part of Oz. The place where food was rare and water was miles away." She replied, sighing.