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# Puella Magi Adfligo Systema

- Thread starter Firnagzen
- Start date May 19, 2014
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    bad decisions dating mami tomoe diabolical laughter friendship is the best ship handholding identity crises microwaving tea gets you put in the bad place names are important puella magi adfligo systema puella magi madoka magica the body is the fursona of the soul this is not the baked goods thread we don't talk about rionna what could possibly go wrong? who in the world is azure sanfrancisco?

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#### Firnagzen

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- Oct 7, 2014

- #11,517

You suck in a worried breath, and reach out, hand and powers moving in synchronization. Grief, viscous and ropy, streams from Mami's Soul Gem ring, whorls and eddies forming as the bilious mass accretes into your compressed spheres. Grief floods from your own Gem to join the billowing cloud, and you empty out both your Soul Gems.
Mami flinches with a quiet whimper, leaning backwards.
Away from you.
It's... it's the first time Mami ever looked at you like that.
Not even that very first time, when you and Mami found out, together, that you could do it.
And she sags, shock rippling across her face.
"M-mami," you whisper, your own voice cracking. "I was afraid. So-" you swallow again, "so scared. I didn't know how you'd take it. I didn't w-want to hurt you. I was scared, and I'm sorry. So, so sorry."
Mami's shrunken into a wretched, miserable huddle, hugging her legs to her chest as wild, frantic eyes stare at you.
"I'm sorry," you repeat. "I... wanted to find another way. A better way. B-but..." You make a helpless little gesture with your hands. "I-I- know it doesn't mean much, but I'm sorry."
You take a deep, shuddering breath. "B-but," you say. "I meant every word I said. About wanting to be your friend, about everything I wanted to do, to help you."
A keening noise from Mami, like an injured animal, as she sways slightly, tears still dripping in slow, fat droplets down her face. Her eyes, puffy and red, stay on your face, searching desperately for answers to questions unknown.
It hurts, seeing her like this.
"Mami," you say. "Mami, please... even if you can't forgive me... please stop hurting yourself like this. Please."
You fall silent, and try to meet Mami's eyes.
She's avoiding looking at you.
When she speaks, her voice is ragged and raw. "I-I... G-g-go a-awa-"
She doesn't even finish it, bursting out in loud, renewed wails as she hugs her knees even tighter, a small, wretched ball of misery.
Her Soul Gem is still darkening rapidly.
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#### Firnagzen

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- Oct 8, 2014

- #11,718

Your heart plummets even further, and you feel tears prickling at your eyes.
Woodenly, you dip your hand into your pocket, pulling out two Grief Seeds - Aurora, and Gwen, and put them in front of her, two little clinks of metal on tile.
"Mami..." you catch her attention, and she raises her head a little to peek at you over her knees. "If..." you swallow. "If your Soul Gem gets too dark, p-please, use these."
You reach out a hand to her... and wince, shoulders sagging when Mami sways back. "Mami... I'm not going to leave you. But I'll give you some space. I'll be in the kitchen, OK?"
You push yourself to your feet, knees protesting from the time you've been kneeling on the bathroom floor.
On leaden feet, you walk out of the bathroom.
The sofa is still tilted on its back, from Mami's mad scramble earlier.
You sigh, and right it, easily hefting it back to its proper orientation, and replacing the cushions.
A tear drops to the cushions.
You lean on the sofa, head bowed and supporting yourself with both hands on the back of the sofa.
And you just breathe.
You want Mami to be alright.
You just want her to be alright and happy again.
There's a few more wet spots on the sofa.
Another sigh, and you stump into the kitchen, and put the kettle on to boil.
Mami would appreciate some tea, surely.
You lean against the counter, and then let yourself slide down to the floor, hugging your knees to yourself in a mirror of Mami's position. You can still feel her, a blaze of magic and Grief, sitting in the bathroom where you'd left her... two Grief Seeds untouched on the floor in front of her.
Well, she doesn't need them yet.
You stare blindly at the opposite wall as you wait for the kettle to boil.
You jerk upright as a thought strikes you - what if Mami tries to kill herself?
But you can watch her... you can see her motions, written in the delicate burning traceries of magic that make up her body. And she's just... sitting, and rocking back and forth, still in the same miserable huddled position.
The kettle boils, and you lever yourself to your feet, mechanically going through the motions of making a pot of tea. You leave it to steep on the countertop.
"Will you be going Witch hunting tonight?" Homura's voice intrudes on your solitude.
You groan and let your head thump backwards, closing your eyes. Worst timing ever.
"... Sabrina?" A hint of concern enters Homura's voice.
"No, probably not," you reply.
The time traveller hesitates before replying. "Very well."
An unpleasant thought strikes you. "You didn't ask Mami, did you?" you ask.
"No," she replies, sounding puzzled. "Why?"
"Good," you say. "And later."
... the tea's steeped enough by now, and you pour yourself a cup.
Sliding back to the floor again, you drink your tea slowly.
...
The cup's been empty for a while now.
One hand on the countertop, you drag yourself to your feet again. A hand on the side of the teapot tells you that the tea's cold now.
Very briefly, you debate on microwaving it, before grimacing in disgust and pouring it down the drain. You start the kettle again with a sigh.
When the fresh pot of tea is done, you pour out another cup, and look down at it. Maybe...
A few minutes later sees you shuffling back into the bathroom, where Mami's still hunched in a miserable ball. She's stopped crying, at least. The two Grief Seeds lie untouched in front of her.
"M-mami," you say softly, and she looks up at you, expression haunted. You gently put the cup down in front of her, away from the Grief Seeds. "H-here. I made you some tea."
Her eyelids flutter rapidly, as if she's about to cry again. You wince, closing your eyes. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have..."
You turn to go. There's a crash, a tinkling of metal skittering across tile, and you stumble when two arms wrap around your leg, holding on with desperate strength.
"D-don't go." It's a tiny whisper. "Don't l-leave m-me."
Mami's thrown herself across the floor to latch on to you, ignoring the tea and the Grief Seeds in the way.
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#### Firnagzen

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- Oct 9, 2014

- #11,774

Relief washes through you. Relief, and regret that you'd brought Mami to this.
"I'm not going anywhere, Mami," you say. Her desperate grip on your leg only intensifies as she silently hangs on.
Carefully, you turn in her grasp and kneel down, gently breaking her hold on her leg. She lets out an anguished wail, and then throws her arms around you, hanging on with the same desperate strength. You hug her back just as fiercely, crooning wordlessly in her ear.
The smell of vomit wafting from the toilet is starting to become unbearable. An idle thought sends a marble over to depress the button, and the toilet flushes noisily. Mami flinches at the sudden noise of rushing water.
"Shhh," you say to her. "It's alright. I'm here. I'm here, Mami."
She starts crying again, this time, slow, shuddering sobs.
You hold her for an interminable amount of time. You've been kneeling like this on the bathroom floor for long enough that the tiles are warming under you, your shirt is soaked with tears and mucus and traces of vomit, and your knees are aching.
It's fine, though.
You stay as Mami's tears finally ebb and she pulls back a little. This time, you let her, and she gives you a wobbly, fragile smile, arms still held loosely around her shoulders. Her eyes are red and puffy, and her face is blotchy from the crying, but she smiles.
You reach out a hand for the towel as you convey it over with a few Grief marbles. It's a little too wet, so you wring it out, and gently begin cleaning her face, wiping away the vomit stains and tear tracks.
"I'm not going to leave you, Mami," you say gently.
"I-I-" she begins, and licks her lips, dry and cracked. "I s-shouldn't have t-told you to g-go a-a-away."
You shake your head. "It's OK. I'm still here, aren't I?" You smile at her as you wipe the towel along her cheek. She closes her eyes and leans into your hand, rubbing up against the towel.
"Y-yes," she says at last. "Y-you... yes."
"So, um," you say, as you finish cleaning Mami's face. "Do you want some tea?"
Mami chuckles weakly. "Yes, that would be great."
You smile, and rise to your feet. Mami holds her hands up to you. "H-help me up?"
You toss the towel at the sink, and grab her by the hands, pulling her to her feet. Her hands are cold, but warm quickly in yours.
You turn, releasing her hands, and head back out into the living room proper. Mami follows closely behind you, almost tripping over you. "Ahh... you can sit on the sofa, I'll be right out with the tea, OK?" you tell Mami, waving at the righted sofa, and head in to the kitchen.
You check the tea - still warm, so that's fine. You reach for a new cup, and blink when Mami hands one to you with a smile.
"Uh," you say eloquently, but take the cup, and fill it before handing it to Mami.
"Thank you, S-sabrina," she replies, and takes a sip at the tea that quickly becomes an unrefined guzzle, and no wonder - she must be thirsty, by now.
"Easy," you soothe as you take the now empty cup and refill it for her. "Shall we move back to the living room?"
"O-OK," she agrees, taking the refilled cup and sipping from it more sedately. She makes no move back to the living room, though, eyeing you.
You shake your head with a smile, and walk to the living room. Mami follows closely behind you again, and when you sit on the sofa, she immediately sits next to you. She seems content to simply watch you.
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#### Firnagzen

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- Oct 10, 2014

- #11,908

You let Mami finish her tea first. "C'mon, Mami," you say. "You should change into some clean clothes... so should I, really."
The blonde blinks at you, and then down at herself. "Y-yeah, you're right. U-um..." She begins to rise, and then casts a worried look back at you.
"I'll still be here, Mami," you reassure her, rising yourself.
"Um," she swallows. "Right."
You move to the room you've claimed as your own, and Mami to hers. She hesitates at the door and glances back at you to make sure you're still there, which you respond to with a smile. She returns a rather wobbly one, before pulling the door shut behind her.
You sigh.
Not healthy, to say the least, but hopefully it'll pass soon.
You close the door and change, into another old blouse of Mami's.
When you open the door, you find Mami, similarly changed into a clean blouse, standing outside, wringing her hands and looking anxiously at you. Her hair is rather dishevelled, the distinctive golden coils of her hair trapped in the blouse.
You hide your dismay, smiling at her instead. "See? I told you I'd still be here."
Mami nods rapidly, but otherwise simply stands there.
"Alright, back to the sofa, then?" you suggest.
"O-OK..." Mami agrees.
You move back to the sofa, reclaiming your earlier seat, and pat the cushions beside you, looking up at Mami. She sits beside you, immediately pressing up against you. She fidgets a little with her hair, carefully pulling the sadly squashed coils out of her blouse and patting them back into shape.
"Hey Mami," you say. "May I clean your Gem?"
Mami nods. "O-of course," she says, holding out her left hand, Soul Gem manifesting on her open palm. It looks, and feels, perfectly normal, still the same golden honey colour, if somewhat tarnished.
Candeloro is still coiled within, a slowly bubbling font of Grief.
You can fix the tarnishing, anyway, and proceed to do just that, siphoning off the Grief and into the usual marble forms.
Mami sags against you as the pent up Grief is drained away, watching it pour out if her Gem.
You sigh yet again. "Mami, how are you? How are you feeling?"
She stays silent for a moment, gathering her thoughts. "I-I'm a r-rock. And Kyuubey did this to me..." she whispers, without looking at you. "Kyuubey..."
"A rock?" you ask, sitting upright and gently nudging her upright, too. Mami looks hurt, but acquiesces when you grab her hand by the wrist. You press her hand to her chest, over her heart. "Feel that?"
"I-I-" Mami stutters. "D-do you mean my h-heartbeat?"
"Yeah," you say. "You're still you, Mami, no matter what. Not a rock. Still alive, still a good person, still my friend. Don't doubt any of that, Mami."
"Y-you mean it, right?" Mami says anxiously. "I-I t-thought... Kyuubey..."
You nod, even as your expression flattens out into a heavy frown. "It let you think that, Mami. Kyuubey... lies by omission, if not outright. It's been doing this for a long time."
Mami sways, dismay creeping across her face again.
"Don't blame yourself," you tell her. "None of this is your fault."
"I..." Mami swallows. "OK. I- OK."
You sit in silence for a bit, Mami leaning against you again. "Hey, Mami?"
"Mmm?"
"Do you want to cook dinner or something? It's getting late now..." you ask.
"Ummm," Mami mumbles. "OK."
You gently nudge Mami to sit upright, and then stand, stretching a little. Mami follows suit, and the two of you proceed off to the kitchen.
You pull open the fridge. "Hmm... what shall we cook? We're running a bit low on food, really."
Mami nods. "I... shop for myself," she says, before her expression shifts to sudden alarm. "But it's OK! W-we can go grocery shopping tomorrow."
You pat her on the arm. "It's OK, Mami," you say. "I understand."
Mami ducks her head. "Ah... Maybe just some katsu rice?"
"Hmm... pork?" you ask, closing the fridge and pulling open the freezer instead.
"I think so," Mami says.
With Mami presiding over the deep fryer while you handled the rest of the preparations, it doesn't take the two of you long to prepare a quick dinner of some rice, fried pork cutlets, and some miso soup to go with it. The two of you seat yourselves at the table, and dig in to the savoury, crispy cutlets, contrasted with the pleasantly bland rice.
As the two of you eat, you can see Mami darting worried little glances at you.
"This is really good," you tell Mami, holding up a piece of the cutlet.
"Thank you, Sabrina!" she says brightly, with a smile belying the worried looks she's been sending you the whole time.
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Saturday school varies by school, in Japan. I'm ruling Mitakihara Middle as a no. (And Shirome a yes, but that's neither here nor there.)
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#### Firnagzen

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- Oct 11, 2014

- #11,963

The two of you continue eating, while Mami sneaks little glances at you as she does.
"Hey, Mami?" you say, catching her attention.
She immediately swallows her mouthful and looks attentively at you. "Yes, Sabrina?"
"What shall we do tomorrow?" you ask, hiding a grimace at the way Mami's hanging on to your words.
"Oh..." She purses her lips, thinking. "Ah... well, we need groceries. And... we were going to go shopping for clothes for you, weren't we?" She suddenly looks anxious again. "I-if that's alright with you?"
You nod with a smile. "Sounds good, Mami. Are we going to bring Madoka and Sayaka along? And Homura?"
"Maybe not for the groceries?" Mami offers. "But if you want them along..."
"Nah, you're right," you agree. "Grocery shopping isn't terribly interesting. We can ask them tomorrow?"
"That sounds good," Mami says, a smile lighting up her face at your approval, chasing away her worried frown. "We can get groceries at the supermarket nearby, but for shopping... There's a big shopping center we can go to..." She directs an appraisingly look upon you. "You'd look good in... light colours. White, blue... hm... green?"
She blinks, and a frown sneaks its way onto her face again. "Of course, if you have any preferences..."
You shake your head. "Nah, I'm sure you can help me pick something nice," you smile. "It's OK, Mami, it really is."
Mami bobs her head. "If you say so."
You quickly finish up your dinner and clean up, Mami a warm presence at your side as the two of you wash the dishes at the sink. "Hmmm..." you mumble as your elbow bumps against Mami again.
"So-sorry!" the blonde says, instantly bouncing clear of you as if she'd touched a hot stove.
"No, not that, Mami," you reassure her. "It's fine! I was just thinking I should call Nagisa again."
"O-oh," Mami says, skittishly creeping closer to you again. Very deliberately, you nudge her in the ribs with your elbow, drawing a startled giggle from the blonde.
"I think... we should warn her about Kyuubey," you say.
"O-oh," she says, face immediately falling. "She... she's a potential?"
"Yeah," you reply. "I'm sorry, but..."
"I-I- understand," Mami nods, closing her eyes in pain.
You wipe your hands dry, and draw her into a hug. "Do you... want to help?"
She shakes her head wordlessly.
Before too long, Mami's sitting down to do her homework after a little coaxing from you. You grab the house phone, and dial Shin's phone number, and walk around the living room patiently while it rings - it's a cordless phone.
"BIG SIS!" A yell greets you the moment the call is picked up. You lean away from the receiver, laughing. Mami glances up at you with a wan smile.
"Hi, Nagisa," you say. "How are you?"
"Ah... good!" she says. "Uncle Shin says that I'll be staying with him from now on!"
That was remarkably fast, you muse. Then again, her uncle probably didn't tell her the full details. "Oh, that's good," you say. "Hey, listen," you add as you walk further away from Mami, hoping she doesn't hear you - wouldn't do to remind her, after all. "Do you remember what I said about a talking white cat?"
"Huh?" Nagisa says. You can imagine the little tilt of her head accompanying that questioning tone. "Cats can't talk, big sis."
Kids.
"Ah... well, this one can. If a white talking cat with pink eyes and these ribbony tassel things coming out of its ears talks to you," you tell her, "Be careful, OK? Tell me immediately, and don't agree to anything it says."
"O-OK?" Nagisa says, sounding confused. "If you say so."
"Alright," you nod. "Please remember, Nagisa, this is important," you stress, trying to impress the seriousness of the situation upon her.
You talk to Nagisa a little more before hanging up the phone call -apparently her uncle is busy with something?- and go over to Mami, who seems to have stalled on her homework and has been gazing aimlessly at the wall in between darting glances at you.
"What's wrong, Mami?" you ask.
"Kyuubey," she says simply.
You grimace, patting her arm. "You didn't know, Mami."
"It's just..." Mami shakes her head. "You won't... leave me, right?"
"Silly Mami," you smile. "I've said it before, you're a wonderful person, and I'm proud to be your friend."
Mami takes a shaky breath. "Thank you, Sabrina."
"Anyway, do your homework, OK? I'll go clean up the bathroom," you tell her.
"Ah... I should help," she says, half rising from her chair.
You gently push her down with your hands on her shoulders. "It's fine, Mami, I can handle this."
"O-OK," she says.
You head to the bathroom, golden eyes watching you anxiously as you move. You give Mami a smile and a wave before disappearing into the bathroom.
"Homura?" you call telepathically as you hunt for a mop to mop up the spilled tea. The Grief marbles scattered around float themselves back into your sling bag in the living room, and you pocket the two Grief Seeds.
"Busy," she snaps back. "One moment. OK, done."
"Uhhh... right," you respond. Timestop, you figure. You finally locate the mop and begin mopping up the bathroom. "I uh, told Mami about the nature of Soul Gems."
"You did what." Flat disbelief colours Homura's usually emotionless voice.
"I told Mami about Soul Gems... and Kyuubey," you say.
Telepathy conveys a weary sigh to you. "Understood. You... can stay over at my house."
"Uh, that won't be necessary," you reply. Where did you toss that towel earlier? You find it in the sink, and wring it out, before dropping it into the wash basket.
"... explain?" Homura asks, tone utterly befuddled.
"I'm still staying with Mami," you tell her. "She's fine. Ish. I'm still, uh, helping her deal with it."
"... OK...?"
"So... yeah. That's what I wanted to tell you," you say.
"... OK?" Homura replies.
"Yeah," you say. "Um, bye. See you tomorrow, maybe? We might be going shopping."
"... Right... Bye," the time traveller agrees.
You rinse off the mop in a bucket of water, as Mami appears in the doorway. "I'm done with my homework!" she says, looking around the bathroom, and at you, anxiously.
You smile at her. "That's good. I'm about done here too," you say as you tip the dirtied water away. "How about your test?"
Mami shakes her head. "Not tonight, I think, unless yo-"
"Mami, no," you say. "If you think it's fine, then it's fine. Anyway, do you want to shower, or may I have it first?"
"Ah, you should shower first, of course!" Mami says.
You smile. "Thanks."
She lingers in the bathroom, simply watching you as you put the mop and the bucket back, before reluctantly stepping out of the room for you to shower. When you finish said shower, you find her sitting on the sofa, watching the door fretfully. Her expression immediately clears when you open the door, though.
"Hey, your turn," you call.
Mami's shower is extraordinarily quick, and she bursts out of the bathroom in mere minutes, eyes hunting for you, and only relaxes when she sees you sitting on the sofa, idly watching the television. She moves over, and sits beside you, shoulder bumping yours while she combs out her damp hair with her fingers to help it dry.
"S-Sabrina?" she asks. "Is it OK if... you sleep in my room tonight? U-uh, not on the same bed! We never did move that mattress out..."
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Nope, got nothin'. Oh wait, yes, I do.
Here ends Chapter 5: Undue Alarm. Because seriously. Undue alarm. Over the Sendai girls.
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#### Firnagzen

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- Oct 12, 2014

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"Sure," you agree carefully.
"A-ah. You're sure you're OK with it? I mean, if you'd rather sleep in your own room..." Mami asks anxiously.
"No, it's fine," you smile at her.
"Thank you, Sabrina." She returns the smile tentatively. "Umm... I need my hairbrush."
You shake your head. "Go ahead! I'll be right here," you say.
Mami pushes off the couch and moves to her bedroom. You can hear her yanking the drawer open, before she darts back out into the living room with her hairbrush in hand, eyes fretfully hunting for you again. You smile at her from the sofa, and she hurries over to sit beside you again.
You pat her on the shoulder as she shuffles forward a little bit on the sofa seat and begins brushing her hair, leaning forward to avoid the sofa back. Her eyes slide closed, and she hums a little in contentment over the familiar task.
Eventually, her hair is brushed to her satisfaction, and she looks at you.
"Time to sleep?" you ask.
"OK," Mami says.
The two of you move to her bedroom, and you find the mattress leaning against a wall. "I'll take the mattress, OK?" you say, before Mami can offer.
"No, you can take the bed," the blonde disagrees.
You hold up a hand. "Mami, it's your bed, and the mattress is perfectly comfortable," you say.
"O-oh," Mami says, looking like a kicked puppy. "If you're sure."
"I'm sure," you smile at Mami as you drag the mattress over beside the bed while Mami helps you bring over the pillow and blankets.
"Ah... well," Mami perches on the edge of her bed, watching you settle down for the night. "Good night, Sabrina."
"Good night, Mami," you say, burrowing under the blankets as she turns out the lights.
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When you wake up -late, since it's a weekend and you didn't set an alarm clock-, there's a warm presence burrowed into your side.
Well.
Can't say you didn't expect that.
You look down at Mami's peacefully sleeping face, pressed against your shoulder.
"Mami," you say, gently shaking her. "Time to wake up."
"Mrh," the blonde mumbles, cuddling closer to you.
... can't say you didn't expect that, either.
"Mami!" you say a little louder, and shaking her a little more firmly.
"Mrrrm..." Golden eyes crack open, peering lazily at you, before they fly fully open in alarm. "Sabrina?" The blonde flinches back from you and pulls herself into a sitting position, cringing like she's touched a hot stove. "Ah! I'm sorry!"
You shake your head, likewise sitting up. "It's fine, Mami. Just... it's past eight now," you say, tilting your head at the clock.
"Oh," Mami says. "I'm sorr-"
"Don't," you say, but soften the rebuke with a smile. "You have nothing to apologize for, OK? And we're both awake now, so... breakfast?"
"I... yes, that would be nice," Mami says.
"Alright, then." You rise to your feet, yawning hugely and stretching. The sun streaming in through the window is a stark contrast from yesterday's enormous storm, and a glance at the twisted, tangled mess of bedsheets on Mami's bed - it's easy enough to guess at what happened last night, you think. Nightmares and then some.
You wash yourself up, going through the familiar routines of your morning ablutions, with rather more haste than usual - you suspect Mami is giving the door that lost puppy look again.
And indeed, she is, to which you can only respond with what you hope is a reassuring smile. Or...
An idea strikes you, and you direct a handful of Grief marbles to waft out of your bag, moulding themselves into your musical instruments. "Hey, Mami," you smile at her as you meander over to the sofa. "Do you have any requests?"
"Ah... maybe that tune again?" Mami asks, smiling tentatively. "If that's OK?"
"Sure," you agree, and begin playing. "I'll be in the kitchen, OK?"
Mami nods timidly as she walks into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.
You leave the instruments playing in the living room as you move to the kitchen to begin preparing some simple breakfast. Hopefully the music should reassure her... though you're not entirely sold on it.
Mami hurries into the kitchen as you set the kettle to boil and turn to stare contemplatively at what you have left, which is not much. "... cereal?" you ask. "We could make pancakes, too, but we had that this week... And it's not like we need to prepare rice for lunch today."
"How about porridge?" Mami suggests.
You shrug. "Sure."
Breakfast, in the end, is a particularly thick porridge, with some pickled vegetables and the very last of the salmon left in the freezer. "Groceries the very first thing today, I guess?" you say as you spoon up some porridge, listening with half an ear to the weather program playing on television.
Mami nods, delicately grabbing some of the pickled vegetables.
"... Hyundai set to reveal their latest offering early next week..."
"Hm... do you think Madoka, Sayaka, and Homura will be awake yet?" you ask thoughtfully.
"... sunny today over Mitakihara City, with a possibility of light showers in Kasamino..."
Mami nods. "I guess so?"
"Well, let's try it," you say, and reach out, including Mami in the telepathic call. "Hello?"
Homura's the first the respond, with a simple. "Good morning."
"Ah! Sabrina, Homura?" Madoka responds. "Good morning!"
"Mnnnnugh," is Sayaka's only response.
"Sayaka!" Madoka says. "How are you?"
"Madoka?" Even Sayaka's mental voice is slurred from sleep.
"Oh, are you sleeping?" the pinkette asks. You glance across the table at Mami and roll your eyes with a grin, to which she responds with a smothered giggle.
"I was," Sayaka complains muzzily.
"Ahem." You inject yourself back into the conversation. "Good morning, everyone."
"This is the second time you woke me up too early," Sayaka grumbles at you.
"Sayaka!" Madoka scolds. "Good morning, Sabrina! Is Mami there?"
"Yes, I am. Good morning!" Mami says.
"Good morning," Homura repeats patiently.
"Oh, you're here too," Sayaka responds. "Yeah, 'morning, I guess. 's not a good one. Too early."
"Anyway!" you say. "Mami and I are going shopping later today at the big shopping center , maybe after lunch. Would you like to come along?"
"Mrrrrrm. Sure. Mum and dad don't need me around today," Sayaka says.
"Ah... I can go!" Madoka replies.
"I'll be there," Homura responds immediately after the pinkette. If you were the suspicious sort, you'd guess that she had been waiting to see whether Madoka was going before she made her own decision...
"Great! See you all later, then?" you say.
"Later," Sayaka replies. "I'm going back to sleep now."
"See you later!" Mami says brightly.
"See you!" Madoka says.
And finally... "Bye," from Homura.
You smile at Mami as the call ends. "Well, that's that, then!"
Mami smiles at you across the table. "I'm still amazed that you managed to... ah... make Homura human."
"Oh come on, she's not that bad," you tell her.
"I know that now," Mami says. "But I would never have seen it myself..."
"Ah, well," you say meaninglessly. "Groceries time?"
"Sure," Mami nods, pushing back the chair and picking up her dishes for washing.
=====​
Homura's telepathic voice intrudes on you as you contemplate some tomatoes. "Sabrina?"
"Yes, Homura?" you respond absently, selecting a tomato and checking its skin for flaws.
"You told Mami about the nature of Soul Gems."
"I did," you confirm, hefting the tomato in your hand before dropping it into a plastic bag to join another three of its companions.
"And we're going shopping later?" Homura continues.
"Yes?"
"... OK." Homura says.
"Is it that hard to believe?" you ask, a trace of annoyance leaking in to your mental voice.
"... yes," Homura admits.
"Well, it happened," you tell her, looking around for Mami. She's in the next row over, and you catch her peeking at you instead of choosing some vegetables as she's supposed to. You smile at her, and walk over to join her.
=====​
Laden with plastic bags full of groceries, you and Mami walk back home, and unload all the groceries. It's still early, though, about ten thirty.
[] Suggest training
[] Just hang around the apartment
[] Write-in
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You have one thousand, four hundred and thirty seven Grief marbles, and three Grief Seeds in your pockets.
Also, unless you guys vote not to, you'll presumably be going shopping with the others after lunch.
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#### Firnagzen

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- Oct 13, 2014

- #12,116

You're sitting on the sofa, Mami again leaning against your side. "Hmmm," you say, as she clicks through the channels on the television.
"Hmmm?" Mami asks, lifting her head to look at you.
"Hmmm," you affirm.
Mami pouts at you.
You grin. "Nah, just thinking, we have a little time to burn right now," you tell her.
"Mmmm," Mami agrees.
"Do you feel up to maybe giving me a little lesson in magic, Mami-sempai?" you ask, grinning at her.
She pouts again in response. "I think I preferred Mami-chan from you, Sabrina."
"... oh, OK, Mami-chan," you say, returning to your more usual mode of address.
She smiles at you. "And of course, Sabrina, if you want to. Mmmm... I don't want to get up, though," she says, nestling comfortably into your side. "Maybe I could just teach you some little tricks?"
"How about enchanting things? Like that thing you did with Sayaka's bat?" you suggest. "... say, what happened to that bat, anyway?"
"Hmmm... Good idea," Mami agrees. "And... I don't know. The enchantment would have gone away after a while, though."
The blonde makes no move to go anywhere, content to just lean her head against your shoulder.
"Uh, Mami?" you ask.
"Oh, um," Mami says. "I need a cup of water."
"Sure, let's go get one," you say, moving to rise. Mami leans insistently on you, though, shaking her head. She holds up a single hand, and you see a golden ribbon snaking away into the kitchen.
"Ooh, clever. You can't see what you're doing, though?" you ask.
Mami grins. "Are you sure?"
"... you can?"
The other end of the ribbon returns, a knot tied firmly around the handle of a teacup full of water, and another heavy knot of ribbon tied just beneath that. The teacup is borne steadily to Mami's waiting hand, and she dismisses the ribbon. "Here, watch this." She concentrates for a moment, a frown flitting across her face, and the cup morphs, golden filigree creeping across the white porcelain like living vines. You can see her magic twining around the cup and infusing it.
"OK," Mami says. "Enchanting things... took me a really long time to figure out on my own. I'm sure you won't take long, though!"
"Because I have a great teacher to help me," you fire back.
Mami blushes slightly. "Well, anyway, one of the first things I figured out was durability." She holds the cup lightly by two fingers, and then reaches up, inverting it over your head.
"Hey!" you begin to protest, jerking away before you realize that nothing's actually coming out of the cup, the water held back by a glowing barrier. Mami chuckles a little.
"Another thing is this barrier trick," she says. "I used it with Sayaka's bat."
"Cool," you say, poking at the barrier, which holds firm against your finger. "Is there by any chance a way of making something bigger on the inside?"
"There should be," Mami says thoughtfully. "I have no idea what happens if the enchantment runs out, though."
"Does it run out when it's out of magic or something?" you ask.
"Exactly," Mami confirms. "Watch, I only put a little bit of magic into the cup." She holds the cup upright, and as she said, the enchantment fades a minute or two later.
"Did you see how I did it earlier?" she asks.
You nod. "I think so."
"OK," she says. "Um." She raises the cup to her mouth and drains it of water before passing it to you. "I'm sure you'll do fine!" she says hastily. "Just... making sure, you know?"
"Heh, good thinking," you say, taking the cup. She lays her hand against yours, warm and soft.
"OK, try it now," she says.
You proceed to do just that, trying to twist your magic in the same way Mami did.
"No, Sabrina, not lik-"
The cup cracks in your hand, a deep split developing in its side.
"... whoops," you say sheepishly.
Mami laughs, before catching herself and choking back her giggles. "Uh, sorry, Sabrina, I didn't mean to laugh at you," she says, peering worriedly at you.
"It's alright, Mami," you say. "Really, you don't need to worry so much. And I'm glad you had to foresight to empty the cup first! So uh... what now?"
Mami shakes her head. "I practiced with rocks after my first, ah, accident, myself. You could keep trying with the cup? Since it's already broken?"
"Guess so," you agree.
You continue trying for half an hour, with Mami's gentle encouragement and corrections, the cup shattering into smaller and smaller pieces with each successive try, but to no real success so far.
"Don't give up, Sabrina!" Mami encourages. "You're getting closer."
"Mmmm," you mumble, sifting through the small pile of porcelain shards. "At least nothing's exploded yet?"
Mami nods in agreement. "I did that, the first time. The rock completely fragmented."
"Ugh," you say. An idea strikes you. "Eh... I'll leave this aside for now and come back another time? In the mean time, I have an idea - you have Tiro Finale, right?"
Mami nods, giving you a curious look.
"Maybe we should come up with a special attack for me?" you suggest.
Mami beams at you. "That's a good idea!" She immediately subsidesand glances around the living room. "Ah... you can't practice it in here, though."
"Heh, I know," you chuckle. "Just brainstorming, you know? We can try them out tomorrow or whenever we have time?"
"Well, what do you think you can do?" Mami says.
"Maybe a giant blade to stab something with? Or just... tearing apart a Witch like I did with that giant bird?" you suggest.
A pout. "That's not very special," Mami complains. "Um... disso... dissoluzione? Dissoluzione bianca?"
You blink. "Italian, right?"
"Yep!" Mami says. "Every special attack needs a name! Even if it's not a very special attack."
"Hey, I like to think it's pretty neat," you observe, and immediately regret it when Mami's face crumples.
"Oh. I'm sorry, I didn't mea-"
You reach over and press a finger to her lips. "Hey, I'm just teasing, Mami."
The blonde nods, eyes still slightly wild. You remove your finger, and she immediately nestles into your side again, looking up at you with anxious eyes.
You want to sigh, but hold it back - she'll probably take it the wrong way again. "Anyway, shall we make some lunch now, and then go shopping?"
"OK," Mami says.
"Oh, wait," you comment. "Cleansing?"
"OK," Mami repeats, smiling up at you and holding out her hand, golden Soul Gem forming on it. A patina of corruption swirls on it, the majority probably coming from her nightmares last night. You siphon it off, as well as the Grief from your own Gem, and crush the Grief down into marbles.
Mami beams at you. "Thank you, Sabrina!"
"No problem," you say, returning the smile.
[] Anything in particular to say/do during the shopping trip?
[] Write-in
=====​
You have one thousand, four hundred and eighty nine Grief marbles, and three Grief Seeds in your pockets.
Lunch and shopping next - anything special?
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#### Firnagzen

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- Oct 14, 2014

- #12,178

Lunch is simple, a quick bowl of rice topped with a tofu and minced meat sauce. "So, um, Mami?" you ask as the two of you work on the dishes.
"Yes, Sabrina?" Mami asks.
"So, we're going shopping later, for clothes," you say.
"For you, yes," Mami agrees cheerfully. "Can I have the tap?"
"Sure," you say, swinging it across and returning to soaping down the dishes. "Ah, so... I was thinking, clothes, maybe a mobile phone, and... a bigger bag?"
"Of course, Sabrina," Mami smiles. "Whatever you need. Do you want a touch screen phone, maybe?"
"Nah," you flap a hand at her. "No need, it's a just in case thing."
"Alright," Mami agrees with a smile.
The two of you are soon headed out, while you make a telepathic call to Madoka, Sayaka, and Homura, who affirm that they'll meet you at the shopping center.
You and Mami reach the shopping center first, a gigantic building, designed with smooth concrete curves and bright lights all over the place. The interior consists high ceilings, bright fluorescent lights hidden behind brightly coloured plastic panels, reflecting off the white ceiling to illuminate the building. You wait near the entrance, watching the immense swell of crowds pass by, Mami standing next to you perhaps a little closer than might be normal.
"Hey, Mami, Sabrina!" a cheery voice calls, and you and Mami turn to see Sayaka waving at you. Beside her is Madoka, also waving, and Homura, just a step behind the pinkette. The time traveller's eyes immediately go to the blonde beside you, inspecting her carefully.
"Hello!" Mami responds brightly.
"Hey, everyone!" you call.
"Hello," Homura says quietly as you approach.
"Jeeze," Sayaka mutters. "Why're you even along if you're going to be all gloomy and glare-y like that?"
Homura ignores the bluenette with aplomb.
"Anyway!" you say, catching Mami's eyes and rolling your own, to which she smiles. "Shall we go? I need clothes, and... you do too, don't you, Sayaka?"
"Ah, yeah," the bluenette agrees. "We... mum and dad and I... went shopping a bit yesterday? But we didn't get that much."
"Right," you grin. "Mami? Lead on!"
Mami beams at you, and nudges your elbow. Taking the hint, you walk at her side, deeper into the building, Madoka and Sayaka chattering excitedly behind you and Homura simply ghosting along.
=====​
"Pale green, I think?" Mami says, busily sorting through a rack of blouses while you hover behind, a small stack of clothes to try out.
Madoka nods eagerly. "We can get something in the same colour for Sayaka, too, so that she can match her waifu."
What.
"What?" Sayaka complains. "Not you too!"
Mami's face twitches, a frission of fear crossing it.
"Nah," you say. "Sorry, Sayaka, but I can't live with you any more!" you say dramatically, juggling the clothes so that you can lay the back of your hand to your forehead. "Mainly because I'm not living with you," you add, and stick your tongue out at the girl.
"Well, I'm not complaining," Sayaka grumbles.
Mami presses a blouse into your hands, and slings an arm around your shoulders, gently guiding you in the direction of the changing rooms. "Alright, Sabrina, you should go try these on!" she says, smile slightly brittle. You bump your shoulder against hers, and when she looks up at you, you give her an encouraging smile, which she returns.
=====​
Something catches your eye as you walk past a shop selling plush toys - a gigantic plush toy of a brontosaurus. You pause midstep, giving it a long, considering look. Mami similarly stops, following your eyes to look at the plush toy. Behind you, Sayaka, Homura and Madoka continue for a few steps before noticing the two of you have stopped.
"... nah," you decide at last.
"Are you sure, Sabrina?" Mami asks. "I wouldn't mind buying it for you..."
"Yeah, I'm quite sure," you say. "Just caught my eye, you know? Besides, it'd probably be more trouble than it's worth."
"True," Mami agrees, looking at the bags of clothes you're already carrying. She chuckles a little. "Maybe Homura could put it in her shield?"
"Nah," you say, grinning at her.
"OK," Mami agrees.
=====​
"... ooh, look at this chair! It's so plush and soft!"
You glance at Sayaka's blank, faintly traumatized expression, and then at Mami, who shrugs at you. Homura has a tiny smile on her face as she watches Madoka squeal over, of all things, a chair. The proprietor of the shop looks frazzled, as if it's not the first time Madoka's been by.
... why are you here again?
=====​
"Sooo..." you draw out the syllable. Your hands and Mami's are full of bags; clothes galore, as are Madoka's, Sayaka's, and even Homura's hands - she's helping Madoka carry some bags, of course. The bags aren't heavy, not for you, but they're bulky. "Ice cream?"
"Umm, what's the time?" Madoka asks. "I can't see my watch..."
"Four thirty," Homura informs her.
"Ah, I should be going home, then!" Madoka says, looking disappointed. "Dad said he'd be baking today, I'm supposed to help!"
Sayaka shrugs. "Eh, I guess I'll go home too, then, since Madoka's holding half my stuff."
Homura, who's been trailing along and watching you and Mami like a hawk, seems to struggle with herself a bit. "I shall accompany Madoka home," she decides. "Mami, Sabrina, may I join you later?"
Madoka tugs timidly at the time traveller's elbow, shaking her head minutely before glancing between you and Mami.
Mami, meanwhile, beams at you. "That sounds good!"
[] Ask Homura to come along
[] Write-in
=====​
You know how Mitakihara City has random buildings from Dubai and whatnot? I'm basing the shopping center on Singapore's VivoCity, if you want pictures to imagine with.
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#### Firnagzen

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- Oct 15, 2014

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You shrug. "Sure," you agree easily. "After you get Madoka and Sayaka home? Mami and I will be fine, I'm sure."
Homura nods in agreement. "Of course," she says.
"Right," you say. "You can join us for dinner, maybe?"
"'Of course'?" Sayaka asks sourly. "Why 'Of course', transfer student?"
"Witches, Miki Sayaka," Homura says tonelessly. "Potentials are attractive."
Is that true, you wonder? You don't really seem to remember anything of the sort...
"Psh," Sayaka snorts. "We've been fine for years, haven't we, Madoka?" She raises a hand to clap the pinkette on the shoulder, but gives up halfway, the weight of the bags dropping to her side again.
"It only takes one Witch," Homura points out.
"Sayaka, Homura just wants to help..." Madoka says.
"I think it's a good idea," Mami adds with a smile.
"Fine," Sayaka mutters. "Fine, fine. Let's go, then. Bye Mami, bye Sabrina."
"See you," you reply, Mami echoing you.
"Bye Mami, bye Sabrina!" Madoka says as the trio turn to walk to the bus stop.
Mami favours you with a smile as they walk away. "Shall we go and have that ice cream, then?"
"Yeah, let's," you agree.
"Did we get everything you needed, Sabrina?," Mami asks, as the two of you thread your way through the crowds thronging the shopping center.
"Hmmm... clothes, phone, a bigger bag... I'll need to transfer my stuff over later... Yeah, that's everything," you say, shifting your bags to avoid a toddler bumping along beside his parents.
"That's good," Mami smiles. "You're sure you don't want anything else? That plush, maybe?"
You chuckle. "Nah, it really was something that just caught my eye, Mami."
"OK, if you're sure," Mami says. "Down a floor," she adds, pointing at the escalator.
"I'm sure," you say firmly. "You've already spent so much on me..." you lift the bags you're holding for emphasis. "Thank you, Mami."
"You're welcome," Mami says easily, smiling at you.
You let the conversation lapse after that, and soon arrive at the ice cream parlour. You find a seat, Mami sliding in opposite to you, with the bags plonked down on the seat.
"What would you like, Mami?" you ask, sliding out of the seat again. "I'll go order?"
"Ah... whatever you're having," Mami says.
You can feel Mami's little glances at you on your back as you join the queue, but you quickly return with two glasses, layered with ice cream and strawberries. "Here we are!" you say cheerfully. "Two strawberry parfaits."
"It looks good!" Mami says.
As you begin to dig in to the ice cream, Mami speaks up, waving her spoon at you. "I think you're right, Sabrina."
"Hmm?" you mumble, mouth full of ice cream.
"Homura, and Madoka," she explains.
"I know!" You grin at her after swallowing your mouthful. "Honestly, I'm not sure she fully acknowledges it herself-" for more than one reason "-but yeah."
Mami hums. "Hmm... We should do something about that, shouldn't we?"
"Gotta be careful, though," you note. "She's, ah, a bit skittish about it." You think back to that incident on the roof.
"Mmm," Mami agrees. "Well, we're not in any rush. Plenty of time."
The conversation lapses into a comfortable silence after that as the two of you polish off the parfaits and head home, taking a bus.
You find Homura waiting patiently outside the apartment door. She looks up at the two of you, and very hesitantly, waves.
"Hello, Homura," Mami says warmly as she shuffles the bags between her hands to free one for the keys. "Were you waiting long?"
"Not too long," Homura replies, following the two of you in, removing her shoes.
Mami drops the shopping bags in a corner, and you follow suit. "We'll sort these out later? Or tomorrow? Homura, please make yourself at home."
"Yeah," you agree. It's about time to start preparing dinner, or you could order in?
[] Order in
[] Cook
[] Talk to Homura
- [] About?
[] Talk to Mami
- [] About?
[] What to do after dinner?
=====​
Busy few days ahead. I might have to slow down my updates a little. We'll see.
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#### Firnagzen

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- Oct 16, 2014

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"Hey Mami," you say. "We'll cook something?"
"We should!" Mami beams at you, and then Homura. "Homura, again, make yourself at home. Feel free to watch the television, if you like?"
Homura nods, and quietly settles herself on the sofa.
"Maybe something Italian?" you suggest to Mami.
"Good idea," Mami agrees, her face darkening a little. "Homura definitely liked the pasta, back when... well."
"Hmm, yeah," you say. You reach for the cupboard, hunting for the pasta. "Spaghetti?"
"Well, it's not too late yet, so we have time for something a little more elaborate..." Mami notes. "Lasagne?"
"Ooh, sounds good," you agree. The blonde gives you a warm smile. "We should have some of the lasagne sheets somewhere."
"You know," you comment to Mami as rummage through the cupboards, hunting for the lasagne. "Homura is- Aha, found them. Homura's..." You sketch a figure in the air, and then hold up the box of lasagne noodle and your free palm, rather close together to demonstrate. "Too thin. Noodly, I might say."
Mami giggles as she starts the oven, for preheating. "She is, a little."
"We should do something about that," you grin at her, raising your eyebrows.
"That is... so, so... you." She gives you a soft smile.
You shrug. "So it's agreed then? By the way, garlic? Onions?"
"Agreed," Mami smiles. "And yes to both."
"Hear that, Homura?" you call into the living room. "You're too thin; we're going to fatten you up a bit."
"What?"
"Too thin! Fattening!" you repeat.
"What." Homura appears at the doorway, giving you and Mami unamused looks.
"You're too thin, and we're going to fatten you up," you repeat patiently. "Oh, right!" You reach into your pocket, glancing at Mami while she rinses the chopping board. Your questing fingers find first the bulbous spiked form of a Grief Seed, and then your mobile phone. You pull it out and wave it at Mami. "Hey Mami, what's your phone number? Homura, stay there for a moment."
"Hmm? Oh," Mami says, looking up from the sink. You thumb type her number into your phone, and spend a minute to fiddle with the settings, trying to see if you can set a custom ring tone. You can, it looks like, and you grin. You know what you're going to set for Mami, though you're going to have to remember to record it later...
"Right, Homura," you say, glancing at the time traveller. Amethyst eyes give you a curious look. "What's your phone number? And do you have Madoka's and Sayaka's?"
"Yes, I do," Homura says.
"Right, do you mind?" you lob your phone at her, and she reflexively snatches it out of the air. Meanwhile, you gently steal the chopping board from Mami, and begin chopping up some garlic and onions. She gives you a fondly exasperated look, and instead pulls open the freezer to locate some minced beef.
"Done," Homura says. "I'll leave the phone here?"
"Heh, sure," you nod. "And thanks! By the way, just curious, do you cook?"
"Yes, a little," Homura replies.
"Oh? What do you like to cook?" Mami asks curiously, perking up a little.
"Food," the time traveller says unhelpfully. You give her a Look. "Simple dishes. Noodles, and rice. Explosives."
"Ah, I see," Mami says, before her brain catches up to her mouth. "Wait, what?"
"No, wait," you inject into the converation. "Homura, there's no way you're that clueless. Are you... telling a joke?"
A blank face stares back at you, a tiny, tiny smile tugging at her lips.
... huh.
Behind you, Mami giggles at the sheer absurdity as she begins sauteeing the minced beef.
Homura nods regally, and sweeps back off into the living room.
Mami's giggle becomes a full blown laugh, and you join her.
"So anyway," you say telepathically to Mami as the two of you stand side by side, beginning to layer tomato, beef, cheese, and the lasagne noodle into a pan. "How're you holding up, Mami?"
"I'm fine," she replies, and bumps her shoulder against yours. "With you at my side, how could I not be?"
"Mmm," you say.
The lasagne takes half an hour to bake, the savoury smells of cheese and beef permeating the apartment as the three of you wait outside on the sofa, watching the news. Nothing much seems to be happening. Homura sends occasional, casual glances at the kitchen, and then at Mami and you.
When it's done, the three of you sit down to steaming golden slices of lasagne. Homura barely takes a moment to say the traditional thanks before digging in, her knife and fork moving with alacrity while you and Mami start in a little more sedately.
"This is delicious," Homura volunteers, out of the blue.
You give the girl a startled glance, mirrored by Mami. The blonde recovers first, and smiles. "Thank you, Homura!"
"Mmm." You savour your own lasagne. "This is good, Mami," you smile at her. "You could easily be a professional cook if you wanted to! Don't you think so, Homura?"
Homura nods, mouth full again.
Mami blushes a little. "I'm not that good," she disagrees.
"Yes you are," you say. "You really are."
"Mmmm," Homura mumbles around a mouthful of gooey cheese and beef.
"See?" you gesture at the time traveller. "Homura agrees with me."
"... thanks," Mami says.
[] Further conversation?
[] What next, after dinner?
[] Write-in
=====​
Soon.
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