mami-san:
mikisayaka:
mami-san:
mikisayaka:
mami-san:
mikisayaka:
mami-san:
homura-chan:
mami-san:
I don’t think something like this would suit me..
Heh~ You look so hot pretty ♥
A-ah, thank you! *blushes in embarrassment*
That looks oddly familiar mami, where did you get that? (:
Alright, it’s yours! I just wanted to try it on, Miki-san.
b-b-but.. how did you get it off my body o___o… it only comes on when i transform. >////<
But if I use Akemi-san’s time stop powers..
O___O YOU AND HOMURA UNDRESSED ME?!?!
well.. there was no need for that ^///^ if you wanted to try on my clothes you could of just asked!
It wasn’t like that! Then why am I blushing? I’m sorry, Miki-san, I’ll ask your permission next time.
It’s fine Mami (: Now where is that Homura! I have a bone to pick with her and her time stopping powers !
mami-san:
mikisayaka:
mami-san:
mikisayaka:
mami-san:
homura-chan:
mami-san:
I don’t think something like this would suit me..
Heh~ You look so hot pretty ♥
A-ah, thank you! *blushes in embarrassment*
That looks oddly familiar mami, where did you get that? (:
Alright, it’s yours! I just wanted to try it on, Miki-san.
b-b-but.. how did you get it off my body o___o… it only comes on when i transform. >////<
But if I use Akemi-san’s time stop powers..
O___O YOU AND HOMURA UNDRESSED ME?!?!
well.. there was no need for that ^///^ if you wanted to try on my clothes you could of just asked!
mami-san:
mikisayaka:
mami-san:
homura-chan:
mami-san:
I don’t think something like this would suit me..
Heh~ You look so hot pretty ♥
A-ah, thank you! *blushes in embarrassment*
That looks oddly familiar mami, where did you get that? (:
Alright, it’s yours! I just wanted to try it on, Miki-san.
b-b-but.. how did you get it off my body o___o… it only comes on when i transform. >////<
mami-san:
homura-chan:
mami-san:
I don’t think something like this would suit me..
Heh~ You look so hot pretty ♥
A-ah, thank you! *blushes in embarrassment*
That looks oddly familiar mami, where did you get that? (:
ai-to-yuuki:
madokaxmagi:
ai-to-yuuki:
why am i so sad if i’m used to being by myself?
Kyouko-chan..?
Madoka tilted her head at the other girl — she looked so sad…
Are you okay?
“A-ahh! Yes! I’m okay! No need to worry!”
Kyouko shook her head and tried not to look Madoka in the eye. That was always the response.
“Go and worry about something else!”
“Kyouko, theres no reason to be snippy to Madoka, she is just trying to help”
Sayaka was also worried about Kyouko, she could see it on her face.. Kyouko was sad. Maybe Kyouko just needed someone to talk to.. because she was always fighting alone.
“And what ever is going on Kyouko we’re both willing to help.. so please just tell us your problem..”
Sayaka thought this might just be a big waste of time, but because Kyouko couldn’t look Madoka in the eye she knew that Kyouko was lying.. and therefore she attempted to squeeze the truth out..
madokaxmagi:
ai-to-yuuki:
mikisayaka:
madokaxmagi:
ai-to-yuuki:
mikisayaka:
madokaxmagi:
ai-to-yuuki:
“where are we going to, madoka?”
Ah, it’s a cake shop Mama told me about — they sell really nice tea and cake! So I thought everyone else would like it too…
“We can’t take Kyoko to a cafe! Are you crazy Madoka?! She’ll eat everything!!”
“you won’t stop me from eating! i really want a cheesecake right now!” kyouko couldn’t stop fidgeting in her seat since she’d already eaten all her snacks and there was nothing to eat on the train.
“are we there yet? i’m hungry..”
Ah, well — Mama brought home a coupon so that the first slice of cake is free! So there shouldn’t really be any problem…
At Kyouko’s question, Madoka looked at the small map that had been included in the menu her mother had brought home.
Ah, we’re nearly there! After the next stop, it isn’t far from the train station.
Sayaka could tell that Kyoko was getting a little tense from not being able to eat for so long..
“Here Kyoko, you can have a bite of my taiyaki, but not all of it, okay??”
“but i really want it! can’t i have it all?”
she usually didn’t bother making the cute faces to get what she wanted, it was easier to just take what she desired. but this time it was worth a try.
“sayakaaaaa?”
Madoka couldn’t help but quietly giggle at her friends’ antics, choosing not to disturb them as she pursued the booklet. She should bring home some cake for Mama, Papa and Tatsuya… but for now, she kept an eye out of the window for their next stop.
“I think that’s the exit, let’s hurry before Kyouko gets hungry again!!”
Sayaka was excited for the cafe with her friends.. it was probably what she needed.
Sayaka suddenly got a spurt of energy.. “Hey Kyouko do you want to run to the cafe?” without waiting for her answer she took her arm and began running..
They arrived at the cafe and Sayaka treated Kyouko with ice cream with chocolate on top while she got a tea…while they waited patiently for everyone else to arrive..
“Hey Kyouko.. I’m sorry for running off with you.. I’m not sure what came over me..”
Looks like everyone is here!!
madokaxmagi:
mikisayaka:
madokaxmagi:
mikisayaka:
“Ne, ne Madoka you’re hair is soooo soft :3.. how did you get it like that?!?”
Sayaka wasn’t sure if what she was doing was making Madoka uncomfortable or not..
Madoka wouldn’t lie that she had been somewhat surprised when her pigtails had been lifted, some shorter strands falling back to tickle her neck lightly. However, at Sayaka’s cheerful voice, she smiled.
Soft, really? Aha, I’d never realised… maybe it’s my shampoo? Or conditioner…
She tilted her head back slightly to look up at Sayaka, a smile on her features.
I could show you what I buy after school, Sayaka-chan?
“I’d love that!”
Madoka was always so kind…the bells rings
Sensei tells everyone that will be all for today.
“Alright Madoka, Let’s go!”
Sayaka took Madoka by the hand and began to run down the halls
Uwah!
Madoka barely had time to pick up her bag before Sayaka was off, pulling her along as they raced down the halls. She couldn’t even bring herself to ask if they could slow down — it felt as if it had been a long time sice she’d seen her friend in such high spirits, and she didn’t want to ruin this wonderful mood while it lasted.
While running to the general store.. a giant chill filled the streets.. there was no doubt about it.. it was a witch.. a fully grown one.
“Madoka head home, I don’t need the shampoo/conditioner anymore.. I need to .. uhmm.. well… take care of some business. I don’t your mother to worry so you should head home before it gets too late”
Sayaka sensed the witch and decided to tell Madoka to go home.. not sure if Madoka had felt the witches’ presence..
It was close.. she could feel it closing in around the air..
Would she be able to handle this one alone?.. and would she lose control like she has the other times?..
madokaxmagi:
mikisayaka:
madokaxmagi:
mikisayaka:
They were once the best of friends, but after certain incidents.. who knows what they were now..
Sayaka left hurt Soul Gem on the table.. she couldn’t stand looking at what “use to be”.. the better days, before she became lifeless..
While she was thinking these horrible thoughts there came a knock on her door..
“I wonder who that could be..”
Knock Knock Knock
“I’m coming!! calm down!” she headed towards the door while wiping the tears away from her face..
At the sound of Sayaka’s voice, Madoka withdrew her hand from the apartment door, glad the building manager had let her in downstairs. Honestly, she wasn’t sure what she had come here to accomplish… so much had happened recently, and she couldn’t help but feel that her best friend was slowly slipping away from her no matter how hard she tried to hold onto her. Maybe it was selfishness that had brought her here…
But Sayaka was hurting, that much was clear to her — and Madoka couldn’t just stand by and watch her suffer. If it was selfish to want to hold on to your best friend, then she would call herself the most selfish girl in the world. She loved Sayaka with all her heart — after everything they’d been through together, Madoka couldn’t watch her loose herself.
“Oh hey Madoka, what are you doing here?”
Sayaka could only guess, but since they haven’t talked in a week or so.. Maybe Madoka was here to tell Sayaka that she was wrong in becoming a mahou shoujo.. that she did it all for the wrong reasons..
These assumptions began to eat away at Sayaka’s soul gem.. it could sense the darkness in her soul..
“Would you like to come in? sorry it’s sort of dirty”
When the door opened, Madoka offered the other girl a weak smile, stepping into the apartment.
Thank you, Sayaka-chan. U—uhm—
Now that she was here, Sayaka standing right in front of her… all the words she wanted to say stuck on her throat, dancing on the tip of her tongue but going no farther. It had never been hard to try and talk to Sayaka before; conversations rolling from tangent to tangent without much care or thought. This was different, however — this was… it was so much more important. It was, quite potentially, their entire future as friends.
Madoka fidgeted slightly.
Th—there was something I wanted to say…
“Well spit it out, you know I hate how you’re always being around the bush about things..”
Sayaka could tell that Madoka wanted to say something, but something was holding her back.. maybe it was the fact that their friendship has changed so much in the recent months.
Sayaka knew she was being harsh.. The soul gem continued to be corrupted.. It was just looking for someone to save her from her loneliness.
madokaxmagi:
mikisayaka:
“Ne, ne Madoka you’re hair is soooo soft :3.. how did you get it like that?!?”
Sayaka wasn’t sure if what she was doing was making Madoka uncomfortable or not..
Madoka wouldn’t lie that she had been somewhat surprised when her pigtails had been lifted, some shorter strands falling back to tickle her neck lightly. However, at Sayaka’s cheerful voice, she smiled.
Soft, really? Aha, I’d never realised… maybe it’s my shampoo? Or conditioner…
She tilted her head back slightly to look up at Sayaka, a smile on her features.
I could show you what I buy after school, Sayaka-chan?
“I’d love that!”
Madoka was always so kind…the bells rings
Sensei tells everyone that will be all for today.
“Alright Madoka, Let’s go!”
Sayaka took Madoka by the hand and began to run down the halls
“Ne, ne Madoka you’re hair is soooo soft :3.. how did you get it like that?!?”
Sayaka wasn’t sure if what she was doing was making Madoka uncomfortable or not..
ai-to-yuuki:
“It’s not what it looks like kyouko D:, i was just trying to catch her and she just landed like that o.O”
Oh Sayaka has really gotten herself into a mess, and Kyouko even saw it, the last thing she wanted was for Kyouko to be mad at her
“To prove to you it was nothing ><, let me take you out to get dinner tonight? my treat!” Sayaka was hoping that this would work!!
madokaxmagi:
mikisayaka:
They were once the best of friends, but after certain incidents.. who knows what they were now..
Sayaka left hurt Soul Gem on the table.. she couldn’t stand looking at what “use to be”.. the better days, before she became lifeless..
While she was thinking these horrible thoughts there came a knock on her door..
“I wonder who that could be..”
Knock Knock Knock
“I’m coming!! calm down!” she headed towards the door while wiping the tears away from her face..
At the sound of Sayaka’s voice, Madoka withdrew her hand from the apartment door, glad the building manager had let her in downstairs. Honestly, she wasn’t sure what she had come here to accomplish… so much had happened recently, and she couldn’t help but feel that her best friend was slowly slipping away from her no matter how hard she tried to hold onto her. Maybe it was selfishness that had brought her here…
But Sayaka was hurting, that much was clear to her — and Madoka couldn’t just stand by and watch her suffer. If it was selfish to want to hold on to your best friend, then she would call herself the most selfish girl in the world. She loved Sayaka with all her heart — after everything they’d been through together, Madoka couldn’t watch her loose herself.
“Oh hey Madoka, what are you doing here?”
Sayaka could only guess, but since they haven’t talked in a week or so.. Maybe Madoka was here to tell Sayaka that she was wrong in becoming a mahou shoujo.. that she did it all for the wrong reasons..
These assumptions began to eat away at Sayaka’s soul gem.. it could sense the darkness in her soul..
“Would you like to come in? sorry it’s sort of dirty”
ai-to-yuuki:
“are you coming to the beach or not? i want to swim and it’s hot!!”
“of course, i just gotta put this sunscreen on! i don’t want to get burnt!… don’t you have to put some on too??”
Gosh Kyouko looks super cute in that swimsuit..
>///< Sayaka was red all over..if kyouko asked she would just blame it on the heat!
madokaxmagi:
Home economics had never been a particular strong suit of Madoka’s, even with her father’s tutoring. Thus, this home project had been a bit daunting. Having to make three courses to present to the teacher by the end of the week… she supposed it was somewhat fortunate that the teacher had relented at the student’s protests, allowing them to work in groups.
Thus, here they were — Mami had been kind enough to offer her kitchen to the group; despite how crowded the small space was, Madoka was very thankful to the older girl. Homura stood working on the icing of their dessert, while Sakaka attempted to make the first chocolate cake base. Madoka wasn’t entirely sure why Kyouko had appeared (she had sensed the promise of food, maybe?) but she didn’t object to her presence. It was quite nice to have everyone together in… almost harmony.
Finally setting down the bag of flour she had been holding, Madoka looked towards the other girls.
H—how many cups of flour was it again..?
“I think it’s 4, but i’m not too sure either… Homura?! what are you doing? you can’t just eat frosting! and Kyouko stop getting chocolate on my face @.@”
Sayaka felt that this is becoming a disaster, it was almost as if she was the only one who wanted to help Madoka with her Home Ec project..
Then they decided to bake the cake.. it didn’t come out quite right.. and we were almost out of ingredients.
“What should we do Madoka? this (pointing at the flour and stufffs) will only be enough to make.. like a cupcake ="
