#Also I should mention that Luka's heart ailment is not something Charlotte has in the movie it's just an additional idea im playing with

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Hattie and the Witch’s Flower

Yes, hello, I have NO CHILL and while watching “Mary and the Witch’s Flower” by Studio Ponoc last night, I desperately wanted an au where Hattie finds a magic flower and broomstick in the woods by her Uncle Luka’s house and ends up in magic bird school, which is for birds. I wrote a short scene from smack-dab in the middle of the movie (so spoilers) to play around with the idea. It’s about 600 words but enjoy this blip of magic and let me know what you think! Here we go!!

Cupping the iridescent flower bud in her palms, Hattie inhaled the crisp night air. The little broomstick was perched against her arm, the jack-o-lantern smile on the purple cloth wrapped around its bristles almost glowing in the moonlight.

“Mer-ow!” The black cat wearing a violet-pink ribbon whined by Hattie’s boots.

“Quiet, Rumbi,” Hattie hushed, glancing towards her Uncle’s cottage warily. “We have to save Timmy!” Rumbi meowed once more with concern but Hattie couldn’t let her companion’s valid points deter her.

Grooves and the Conductor were planning a terrible experiment and it was her fault Timmy was in this mess.

Screwing her courage to the sticking place, she took a deep breath and clapped her hands together, smushing the bud between her palms and causing a web of iridescent blue goo to explode and stick to her skin. Light flashed and magical energy surged and pulsed, and the print of the flower caused twin emblems to bloom across her palms.

The broomstick groaned and jumped to life.

“Come on, Rumbi,” Hattie muttered, climbing onto the broomstick and waiting for the cat to jump up onto the handle with her. Hattie gripped the broom anxiously, and whispered, “Let’s go, to Dead Bird College.”

The broom gave a shudder and a grunt before lifting off with a jerk and a jolt. Hattie gasped and held on, unable to stifle her cry as the broom zig-zagged through the night sky.

Her cries alerted her uncle.

Luka flung forward in bed, grasping at his pained chest as he tried to get his bearings. He thought he heard his niece call out, but he half believed it had just been a dream.

“Hattie?” His voice was thick with sleep, though his mind whirled as he panicked. It was no good. He would have to check up on her before he could ease back into sleep.

Pushing painfully out of bed, he kept his hand on his chest. Working to steady his breathing, he shuffled out of his room and down the hall. Hattie’s door was cracked open and he gently knocked.

“Hattie,” he whispered, pausing with his ear against the door for a moment before slipping in. He expected to find her sleeping in bed.

She wasn’t.

“She probably just went downstairs for some water,” he muttered, straightening and stretching his back. His ailing heart was starting to settle from the initial scare when waking up, but the nagging fear remained.

He climbed down the stairs and wandered into the kitchen.

Not a soul could be found.

“Hattie?” He started for the living room, passing the stairs once more. A glint in the corner of his eye caused him to pause.

On one of the steps was an iridescent fly-by-night bud. Luka’s heart drummed in his chest.

“No, no, no,” he whispered, stooping down to pluck the bud up. No! He dashed out the front door, eyes tracing the sky.

“Hattie!” He yelled, his heart skipping a beat and he stumbled, feeling dizzy as he clutched the flower. A trail of light flew beyond the moon. All at once, it came back in a flurry.

The night he stole the flowers. The night he crashed and broke his heart, losing most of his magic.

He thought of the college. How his mentors had changed since he had found the fly-by-night. How they aimed to change and transform any creature that showed up at their doorstep.

“Hattie,” he whispered, breathing heavily. There wasn’t anything he could do. His magic. His broom. Both had been lost for so long. Running a trembling hand through his hair as he panted, he realized he could only hope she had enough magic from the flowers to make it back safely. He gazed at the moon, praying silently.

Please come home.

#a hat in time #Hattie and the Witch's Flower au #my writing #ahit hat kid #ahit prince #i can give a full outline of the characters if you all are interested BUT THE important thing here #is hattie is mary and Luka is Aunt Charlotte #btw Aunt Charlotte is THE BEST and we all need an Aunt Charlotte in our life she has the kindest lines #like my fav is Mrs Banks comments on Mary just leaps before she looks and Charlotte says with absolute sincerity that #it's one of her favorite things about her #!!!!!! #And the broomstick gets Snatcher's personality and then I was thinking Mr. Flanagan could be Moonjumper #so they're there too! #It's honestly such a fun world that I thought even just writing random scenes would be fun but eh #i got this scene outta my system so I can relax a bit BUT #i just love this #let me know what you think! If you think I should develop it more #Still want to focus on entangled fates and i am planning some more for the siren au #this was just an itch i needed to scratch #Also I should mention that Luka's heart ailment is not something Charlotte has in the movie it's just an additional idea im playing with #as a way to explain further why he doesn't use magic anymore and as a way to raise the stakes? idk again just spitballing