Event

[weavethebonds]

There's some youthful looking girl with goggles and the outfit a complete shut-in might think was stylish loading crates of what appear to be volatile chemicals into a little red wagon.

She looks familiar.

Comments

[weavethebonds]

"...I went back to my old style!"

[whitrthanwhite]

...

You had an old style?

[weavethebonds]

"Yes, Shiroko!"

[whitrthanwhite]

So why don't I remember it!?

[weavethebonds]

"..Because your head is full of fluffy marshmallow cake?"

[whitrthanwhite]

... My head isn't fluffy marshmallow cake, Susan!

::Kicks your little red wagon.::

[weavethebonds]

It simmmers violently.

"DON'T DO THAT OH GOD"

[whitrthanwhite]

Why the hell not!?

::Kick kick kick.::

I'm not an idiot!

::Yes she is. Hanging around Noriko so much has rid her of common sense.::

[weavethebonds]

The Wagon shakes and smokes violently.

"Because it'll explode and turn you into a cat, sheep, or toad!"

[whitrthanwhite]

... Why would you have stuff like that!?

[weavethebonds]

"Because I'm a witch?!"

[whitrthanwhite]

... I just keep a broom and tacky statues of black cats and a book of rose petal magic that works for me.

[weavethebonds]

"...I feel like I need to smack you with a rolled up math workbook repeatedly."

[whitrthanwhite]

...

I didn't do anything, though! I just though, "Who are you, you don't look like Susan", since you were all weird and freckly for a long time.

[weavethebonds]

"You seem weird and dim. You need to go back to being all. Mathy."

[whitrthanwhite]

... Shiyoko's the Mathy one.

[weavethebonds]

"Fine, all stern and calling Onni 'Haita' and stuff."

[whitrthanwhite]

...

But that wouldn't be nice.

[weavethebonds]

"You seem to have flan in your skull when you're this nice!"

[whitrthanwhite]

... So?!

[weavethebonds]

"It makes me sad. Like Noriko is living inside your head."

[whitrthanwhite]

Noriko is not in my head!

::Yes she is.::

[weavethebonds]

"Yes she is!"

[whitrthanwhite]

If Noriko was in my head, Susan, I'd droll in silky beds, parade in bikinis, and act like an old lady and a kid, god. And since I don't, and I remember that I'm... uh, 17, I'm fine!

[weavethebonds]

"..You're 23."