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The Miseducation of Emma Gilbert [fic]
Feb. 16th, 2025 12:00 amChapters: 1/1
Fandom: H2O: Just Add Water
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Rikki Chadwick/Emma Gilbert
Characters: Rikki Chadwick, Emma Gilbert
Additional Tags: Candy Hearts Exchange 2025, Internalized Homophobia, Canon Universe, Loosely inspired by S02E04 Fire and Ice
Summary:
Emma’s parents are going away for the weekend. Cleo’s busy. Elliot’s at a sleepover.
It’s just Emma and Rikki, all alone in her bedroom. All weekend.
Rikki’s running her hands over the surface of the water, gesturing for Emma to join her, like a siren, enticing Emma to bad choices, over and over and over again.
Or: Emma would stop the world just to stop this feeling.
Notes:
Originally written for falsenine on AO3 as part of Candy Hearts Exchange 2025.
we gotta read cameron post babe
Thanks to resurrecho for beta-ing.
Emma grins at Rikki and Cleo as the three of them surface in the moon pool. They had a half-day at school for the Teachers’ Union meeting, so they’ve got the whole afternoon to themselves.
“Perfect,” Rikki says with satisfaction, letting her whole body float up on the surface and sighing.
“So,” Emma says, and Cleo looks over at her. “My parents are going away this weekend.”
“Where?” Rikki asks, suddenly looking a lot more interested.
“A crystalware convention.” Emma closes her eyes, then reopens them.
Rikki is staring at her.
“My mum collects figurines,” Emma says, waving a hand.
“You know, the worst part about that is that I’m not even surprised.” Rikki rolls her eyes.
Emma huffs. “Elliot’s staying with a friend all weekend, so the house will be empty… I thought we could do a girls’ weekend,” she continues, ignoring Rikki.
“Aww,” Cleo says, making a pouty face. “I wish. I can’t stay over. Dad’s working and I’ve gotta look after Kim,” Cleo adds. “What about you, Rikki?”
Rikki rolls her eyes again. “Yeah, a sleepover in my jim-jams. You’re kidding, right?”
“Yeah, it’s not really Rikki’s scene,” Emma admits, looking down. She’s almost relieved that Rikki won’t want to come over. If it was the three of them, all they’d do would be facemasks and silly movies—Emma’s mum handed her the 5-for-$4 Video Ezy coupon this morning—and probably end up eating way too much Cadbury’s.
With just Rikki… well, Rikki’s a wild card, and Emma’s been having some odd thoughts whenever she’s with her recently. She’s not keen to explore those further without adult supervision. Or Cleo there as a buffer. “That’s okay—” she starts, shrugging, but Rikki interrupts her.
“Then again, you’ve got cable, widescreen TV, hot and cold running snacks… Why not?” She grins at Emma, catlike in the blue light. “I’ll be there.”
