Fragmented Afterthoughts
Chapter Two:
SCHLIMEEEE!!
Chapter 2:
SCHLIMEEEE!!
What stared at her from under the dust ruffle was a pale, terrified,
powder blue Slime. "Myuu!" it cried, glaring at her defensively. It slunk
back into the corner of the couch, and glared at her.
Magick, meanwhile, was holding her chest, gasping for breath at the shock
of having a small, round, squishy thing scaring the living daylights out of
her. "YOU STUPID LITTLE-"
The thing stared at her, bringing on the effect of it's absolutely
meltingly adorable puppy dog eyes. The thing that only worked on girls. And,
unfortunately, it worked on HER... "Aw, I'm sorry," she said, reaching out
for it. "I didn't mean to-"
The thing latched onto her arm, sinking it's very in-effective little
fangs into her arm. "Myu!"
Magick and the Slime sat there for a moment, then Magick broke out
yelling at the top of her lungs while trying to fling the thing off of her.
"EVIL! EVIL! EVIL!"
"Myu!! MYUMYU!" the thing squeaked back, fangs still deep in her arm. She
finally suceeded in flinging it across the room, where it hit the wall and
started to slide down. Magick grabbed her spoon back, and advanced on the
small Slime, who cowered in defeat, it's small tail twitching pathetically.
She whopped it a good one over the head, and it shrunk from her blow as if
electrified. It burst into phony tears, giving her the impression of her
actually hurting it.
For Goddess's sake, she thought, as she advanced on it, crouching again.
The thing was a living blob of Jell-O, how could it be hurt. "I'm sorry," she
said, and saw real fear in it's pathetic little eyes. It scooted up against
the wall, it's disadvantage of having no hands or legs coming into play.
"Forgive me?" She asked, offering her un-abused arm. It sniffed her
disdainfully, and looked up at her. If possible, it raised a brow.
"Myu." It bounced a moment, deep in thought, and maaged its way up onto
her arm. She smiled at it, and it blinked at her, unsure of quite what to do;
be friends, or bite her nose off.
Fortunately, Magick had a bit of animal charm about her. "You're so
adorable," she told it, smiling and tapping it's head. It suffered itself to
be patted, still unsure of itself. "Are you a guy or a girl?" she asked,
somewhat a rhetorical question. After all, slimes had.. erm.. well... many
sexes.
It huffed a moment, and seemed to glow even more blue than it had been.
This gave absolutely no indication whatsoever to Magick about it. "Myu."
"Guy?" she asked, perplexed, and scratched a bit behind one of its
cat-like ears.
It purred.
"So if you want a name, you need something kawaii," she said, grinning.
It gave her a blank look, and she rolled her eyes in mock exasperation. "How
about Pi-chan?"
It wrinkled the cartilage that Magick took to be it's nose. "How about
Madoki?" Here it bounced happily, meeping little cries up at her. "Madoki it
is."
She stared at Madoki, trying to figure out how something she thought was
a myth could be something in life, and in truth, rather cute? She poked a
finger into his soft flesh, and it bounced back, pressing against her
fingernail like a large balloon. Shrugging, she patted his head. "How did you
get in here?" she asked softly, and the slime beamed.
It bounced a bit, then hopped down to the floor and looked at the window.
"You got in through the window?" Magick asked, and went over to examine it.
"You got in while I was looking outside, didn't you?"
The slime bounced proudly.
Magick collected Madoki back up into her arms, stroking his head, much as
she would have to a cat. Or a Meowth. That was right! She had been about to
go back to the world which she knew so well, to the world where everything
was right, nothing went wrong, and life seemed the most blissful of all
things in the world.
The necklace began to hover again, and Madoki made a startled "Myu!" as
he scooted away from it in disdain. Magick gently touched it with her open
index finger, and looked to Madoki. He huddled in the crook of her arm, and
she thought about what she would be leaving beind.
School.
An empty apartment.
Sorrow.
All in all, it seemed the right choice to go for. She ran a finger down
the tooth, and whispered sullenly, closing her eyes. "Does the falcon fly?
Now is the time... the time.. to strike."
Blue, white, and black flew up and around her in a dazzling display of
color, blinding her even through her eyelids as she felt herself being
lifted, lifted from the world of the ignorant fools to her home. Her REAL
home.
She felt wind tearing at her, and she kept a tight grip on herself, to
keep from her motion upseting her. Cold clutched at her like an icy grip,
ripping at her gut, and her lungs felt as if someone had compressed her
fully. Light seemed to com and go, as did unconciousness and conciousness. A
terrible pain was in her side, and she finally fell into black..
Something was patting her face. Groaning, she smacked at it. It uttered a
wounded yip of terror, and scuttled around to her other side, where it began
to poke her in the ribcage. "OW!" she screeched, and sat up immediately. What
she saw was Madoki, who sat there with a rather pleased and arrogant smile.
She groaned, putting her head into her palm, and shook it. She had forgotten
to leave the little pest at home.
She immediately recoiled in horror. Her eye had begun to swell up, and
she found herself in a place where dimensions were completely different than
what they had been. In fact, she was sitting in a forest. She blinked, and
stood slowly, taking in everything around her with a grimace. She WAS home.
Rattata scampered by her, giving her and Madoki odd little glances, and
Pidgey weaved in and out of trees together. She blinked again, straining to
see in the immense sunlight. The light wavered a moment, and she suddenly saw
someone standing over her. Scuttling back, she only saw a dark shadow,
silohuetted against the glare.
Magick sheilded her eyes, and continued to look. It was a Mankey, and it
sniffed her cautiously. "Oh, it's so GREAT to be home!" she sang, and,
grabbing it around the middle, hugged it tightly. The Mankey flailed, and
smacked her bad eyes. She yelped, let go, and watched through her watering
eyes the small monkey-type running as quickly as it could away from her.
Magick sighed, and looked to Madoki. He had changed as they had left the
real world, but not too much.. he just looked a shade darker, that was all.
Perhaps he had come down with a disease on the way? It didn't matter much.
All she wanted was to find her friends.
Sighing, she set out on her way, and, amazingly enough, she would have
been smarter to take a backpack full of food and clothing with her. She was
still wearing her night gown. The next thing the entire forest heard might
have even burned foilage, had the littler of many species heard it.
"DAMNIT!"