Molly and Topaz || Saturday Night (Backdated)

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Topaz accidentally finds Molly's fortress of solitude, and uses some mostly innocent methods to coax her out. Backdated to Saturday.



"Hello?" Topaz called as she knocked on the suite door, poking her head in after a moment of silence. She was missing her math book and this was the only place left she hadn't checked (Maddie had dragged her over the other night to study with Sue). "Ah," she murmured, catching sight of the book on the coffee table. She slipped in to grab it, pausing when she saw Molly's closed bedroom door. After a moment of hesitation she set the book down again and went to the second door, knocking again. "Molly? You here?"

Silence fell for a few moments before a quiet voice answered. "No," Molly said. It seemed like everyone wanted to talk to her when she didn't want to talk or couldn't talk. Normally she liked talking. That was weird.

Topaz raised an eyebrow. "So am I talkin' to an answerin' machine?" She asked as she carefully let her shields drop, reaching out towards Molly. Oh the girl was definitely upset about something.

The clincher was the taped sign on the door written in Molly's handwriting that said "Fortress of Solitude :(" in blue. Topaz's question was met with more silence before the voice answered again.

"Yep."

Yeah the sign was definitely a hint too. "Well can the answerin' machine tell me why Molly is so upset?" Topaz called through the wood as she settled down on the floor, crossing her legs under herself.

"Answering machines aren't sentient," Molly said. She learned that from...somebody, she forgot who. It was a big word. She liked it for some reason."Er....please leave your name and number and Molly will get back to you later."

A piece of paper and pencil slid under the door.

"Beep."

"Well you're a very good answerin' machine, for what it's worth." Topaz said as she took the paper and pencil and scribbled down a note. I'll sit out here all night if I have to. I'm surprisingly patient when I want to be -Topaz. She slid the paper back under for Molly to take.

More silence, then, We have curfew. And I'm in trouble. A lot. Then you'll be in trouble. I'm in exile. --Molly slid back under the door, without the usual exclamation point attached to her name.

Topaz took the paper back, scribbling down, As long as I'm inside for curfew I won't get in trouble. Why are you in trouble? -Topaz. And she slid it back.

The returned note was quick, punctuated with a frowny face. Batman.

....Okay. You're in trouble because of Batman?

This response was slower, careful. I tried to be Batman. And people almost got hurt. And so now I'm going to stay in my room.

She tried to be Batman? Topaz knew next to nothing about Batman, besides what she had gotten from Molly during their time living together. She knew he was a superhero. Molly had tried to be a superhero? That's got to be lonely, sitting all by yourself in your room. Doesn't sound like much fun.

The paper was flipped over to the back since they'd taken up the entire first page. It's supposed to not be fun.

Well no, I guess not. Is it supposed to be lonely too? Because I have to say, I know a thing or two about sitting in rooms by yourself. It starts to drive you a little mad after a while.

The note took awhile to get there again. I want to be alone, though. For a little while. I'm mad. And you left. So now I can be alone all by myself.

Topaz read the note over three times before standing up, going into the kitchennette. She found a package of cookies, poured two glasses of milk, and went back to the door, sitting down and writing her note quickly. I have a package of cookies and milk out here. You don't have to open the door if you don't want to, and if you do we don't have to talk. But even people in exile need to eat once in a while. And I happen to know that I'm a very good person to be alone with.

Her note was met with silence, for too long this time.

The young witch was patient, though. She was used to sitting in silence for long periods of time after all - it was basically how she'd spent her first six months here. She munched on the cookie slowly, every now and again dunking a cookie into the milk.

Finally the door opened, and Molly was curled up on the floor on the other side. She poked her head around the door frame, at first checking to see if she was still there. She hadn't heard her leave.

"No talking, promise?"

Topaz nudged the clean glass of milk closer to the door and put the cookies between them so Molly wouldn't even have to leave her room. "No talkin'. Cross my heart."

Molly hesitantly snatched a cookie, stuffing half of it in her mouth. She chewed it politely before swallowing. "Okay," she said, leaning against the wall on the other side of the room as she ate the rest of her cookie in silence. A few moments passed, and she felt a little awkward, sitting there with someone saying nothing. Even if she used to be her roommate.

"You...wanna watch TV on my tablet?" That could be done quietly too, right?

She hadn't really figured the silence would last that long. Molly had never been one for sitting around in silence doing nothing. "Sure. That sounds like fun. What do you wanna watch?"

"Not Batman, or Superman," Molly said, pulling herself to her feet as she trudged over to get her tablet and returned back to her old spot.

"I dunno," she admitted.

"Not Batman or Superman," Topaz agreed. "How about somethin' funny?" Molly looked like she needed a laugh.

"Like what?" Molly said, stealing another cookie. She even grabbed her milk glass and tried to dunk it. Cookies were best with milk. She couldn't think of any funny movies, though.

"Hmn..." Topaz pressed her lips thin, thinking for a moment. "Have you ever heard of Young Frankenstein? Watched with Tandy a while back, I bet you'd like it."

"It has Frankenstein in it?" Molly said with confusion. "Why would that be funny?" She thought that was about a monster.

"Well it's about Dr. Frankenstein's great-grandson inheriting the castle and trying to repeat the experiments that the monster originally came from. It's basically a parody of the original Frankenstein story. I'm not explaining it very well but I promise it's more of a comedy than it is a horror movie."

"Oh," Molly said, wiping some cookie crumbs away from her mouth. She slowly nodded, remembering what Mr. Kyle said about parody. That meant funny things, usually.

"Okay. Let watch that."

"Brilliant." Topaz smiled, scooting a bit closer so she could see the screen. "There's a website we can watch it on if you wanna look it up."

"Kay," Molly said quietly, curling up as she brought up a website browser. Just watching things without talking she could do.

Topaz told her the website, munching on another cookie as they found the movie.