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[adropofjupiter]

[Action in the Residential Neighborhoods - Very Early Morning]

[It's way, way too early in the morning for anyone to be knocking on your door - especially when that person happens to be a teenage girl that looks half-asleep. The sun's just peeking over the horizon and yet, here she is knocking on your door. Will you answer?]



[Phone - Afternoon]

The Outside World's weird.

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[Action]

[there-were-none.livejournal.com]

[Flandre squeaks and clings to the witch tightly as she topples over. When the moving stops, she peeks one red eye open, then the other--and smiles. And bounces a bit.]

Marisa, Marisa! I found you!

[Action]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Guess you did, ze.

[Have a hug for tiny vampires are irressitable.]

[Action]

[there-were-none.livejournal.com]

[Eee hugs. Flandre likes hugs. And she indicates this by leaning up against Marisa and going very still and quiet for a moment.

The quiet part doesn't persist very long, though.]

Where was Marisa hiding, all this time?

[That was a long time for a game of hide and seek.]

[Action]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

I was home, ze. Then I went looking for divine spirits and ended up here instead of the graveyard.

...not sure how that happened.

[Action]

[there-were-none.livejournal.com]

[Blink, blink.]

...oh.

[More blinking.]

Why would they be in a graveyard?

[Action]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

I dunno, ze. That's just where they were going.

[Action]

[there-were-none.livejournal.com]

[And now a little chitter.]

...that's silly.

[In Flandre's perfectly logical opinion.]

[Action]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it kinda is, but they might be causing problems, so me and Reimu decided to go check 'em out.

[Action] .../CHANGES EVERYTHING

[there-were-none.livejournal.com]

[A perplexed chitter this time.]

They were being bad?

[Action]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

...we don't know, ze.

[Action]

[there-were-none.livejournal.com]

...oh.

[More confused chirping regardless.]

Why not?

[Action]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Cause despite how it looks, we don't know everything.

So, how about we get up, honey? My butt hurts from the ground.

[Action]

[there-were-none.livejournal.com]

[She looks like her world has been shattered! Slightly. A small part of it, anyway.

--oh, Marisa said something.]

Okay!

[Her shoulders twitch a few times, before she remembers there kind of aren't any wings there.

And Flandre looks momentarily dejected. And annoyed. Mostly annoyed.]

[Action]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[That's okay. Marisa will just pick Flandre up with her.]

[Action]

[there-were-none.livejournal.com]

[Flandre squeaks! And clings to Marisa a bit like a koala. Was there a problem before...? Of course not, that would be silly.]

Did Marisa fall asleep?

[Action]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

No... just too early. I'm all sleepy still.

[Action]

[there-were-none.livejournal.com]

Well, it's daytime now! Daytime makes me sleepy.

[Flandre's logic is infallible.]

[Action]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but I'm human, ze. I'm supposed to be up when it's daytime. I just like sleeping in late.

[Action]

[there-were-none.livejournal.com]

...oh.

[Blink. Bliiiiink.]

Why?

[To which is a bit of a mystery, though.]

[Action]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

I like my dreams, ze. Sometimes I don't wanna wake up from them. Or I'm up really late.

[Action]

[there-were-none.livejournal.com]

...oh. Dreams are nice! [Except when they're not.

--wait hold on Flandre has noticed something. Or rather, a lack of something. She bats at Marisa's hair a bit, where her braid should be. And pokes and snuffles around and overall looks very confused (it probably tickles, though).]

[Action]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[And Marisa is indeed ticklish, despite any and all attempts to hide it. So she giggles a little and squirms.]

S-stop that, ze. Hee hee...

[Action]

[there-were-none.livejournal.com]

[Flandre blinks, and stops. And plunks her chin down on the witch's shoulder for a moment. She still looks vaguely like some part of her understanding of the universe has been upended, though.]

Marisa's braid is gone!

[Action]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

...it is?

[Shifting Flandre a bit so the witch can check her hair, she finds her trademark braid is indeed not there. She blinks and chews on her bottom lip a moment.]

I guess it is. You gotta ribbon I can use?

[Action]

[there-were-none.livejournal.com]

...um!

[The little vampire perks her head up now to peer at her nightgown. Which is rather lacking in ribbons.]