It's a little weird, eating breakfast like this again, just Flandre and Remilia in the kitchen. They don't even have Meiling with them, since she's taking over Sakuya's duties today and has to clean up the entiere mess, at least until the maids get back.
It's not like they can't use the dining-hall, but Remilia just wouldn't have it. ?No, no, no. We're not even properly dressed, the maids might respawn and I'd hate for them to see us like this.? Frankly, Flandre wouldn't mind it if she was seen in her nightgown(It's got a very cute bunny embroidered on the skirt), but whatever her sister says, goes. Ah, well. She doesn't mind the kitchen, either.
?...So.?
Remilia looks up from her plate. She's still grumpy, but Flandre's not so stupid as to point that out right now.
?What??`Flandre answers, trying to sound as un-annoying as possible. The last thing she'd want to do is put her sister into a temper, since that's always ended with tears for long.
?About yesterday. You're wondering, aren't you??
It seems Remilia just wants this to be over with so she can go do big-sister-things and make Flandre leave her alone for a while. She usually does when she's using this weird, not-yet-uncranky tone.
?Y-yeah.? Flandre has to admit, she is curious, and maybe a little excited, too.
?Well, I was going to take you on a picnic.? Yeah, Flandre is a little disappointed, now that she thinks about it. ?Only the weather sucked, so I cast a spell to fix that.? Remilia can do magic? Cool! ?And then some shitty police-maiden or something had to but in and ruin it all, 'cause apparently this place runs on the same rules as Bedlam house..? Flandre's heard of Bedlam house. If you were bad, you could get sent there, and it was really awful, her friends said, and Beth should know 'cause her brother worked there.
?OK...?
The smaller vampire, who still has absolutely no idea what's going on, feels a little uneasy right now. Remilia is still a little scary, though probably, hopefully harmless.
?You may leave the table.?
Flandre usually never has to ask her sister about that kind of thing, but her older sister's crass tone strongly implies that Flandre should leave her alone right now, and she couldn't agree more.
She hops up and dashes for the library. Maybe Patchouli's in a good mood today, and maybe the police or whatever left her alone, though she hasn't seen Koa, so that might not be very likely.
The hallway leading towards the locked girl's secret room looks pretty smashed up. It's like a big Tyrannosaurus Rex ran on a rampage through the hall, possibly being chased by five hundred horses or something along those lines.
She remembers a friend who's names escapes her, who used to play ?Skeleton-Dinosuars-coming-to-life-and-killing-the-museum? with her. It's really been a while since she played pretend with someone, hasn't it?
?Gao, Grrr!? She growls as she puts one heavy foot in front of the other and puts her hands close to her body, like a Celeophysis. Sadly, it's not that much fun without anyone to play with, she realizes as the wall just won't turn into scenery, and the (smashed)potted plants don't exactly make a great jungle.
The door looks scorched, to say the least. Actually, it looks like someone just tried burning it up before kicking it in, and the fact that it's still on it's hinges is a wonder to say the least.
She opens the door. It's not like knocking would accomplish anything, seeing as the library is so big.
?Hello, I'm here-Woah!?
A book just narrowly misses her head as it flies past. It's not that weird to her anymore- She's grown used to the fact that Patchouli is the kind of magician you'd read about in storybooks- But she didn't expect to see the library in this sort of condition.
The large, majestic bookcases seem to have fallen, and the room(for some reason, it's illuminated for once) seems sort of empty without them. Piles and piles of books are constantly being re-piled and relocated, floating and turning corners on their own, and in the center of it all, on top of a small tower of books, stands Patchouli, only it doesn't look like Patchouli.
?Winggardium Leviosa! Levitera thill tik w?rldslig plats!?
With one sweeping gesture, a large row of blue books sails over to one bookshelf, replacing a bunch of red book that quickly change places with a green-blue pile. The magician looks like a noble hero who's setting everything back into it's rightful place, no, not hero, the correct word would probably be godess or demi-god, and whoever did this to her small but perfect world is going to pay very dearly.
?...Wauuu..?
But Patchouli doesn't notice her. She seems too absorbed in her work to notice her young pupil, who's admiring the spectacle with curiosity and excitement. Koa comes running up to her through the debris, taking care to duck and occasionally jump over books.
?Oh, good afternoon!? She sighs exasperatedly. Her cheeks are really red and puffy, as if she's been running a lot.
?Hi.? Flandre answers, still mesmerized by the magician's display of her craft.
?Sorry, Patchouli's a little busy, so she can't teach you right now..? Koa puts a finger to her lips. ?I guess I could entertain you for a while, from what I've seen it seems she got to the rest of the mansion, too, so I guess everyone else is busy cleaning up..?
?Who's she?? Is it one of those people from yesterday?
?Min sv?vare ?r full med ?lar!?
Patchouli's voice is kinda loud.
?Eh, well..? Koa's voice trails off. She motions for Flandre to follow her as they walk away from the center of the library, towards a small area enclosed by means of bookshelves where a low table and some furniture await them. The chairs look really fluffy- Flandre nearly jumps into one. Koa is a little more lady-like.
?About yesterday, yes..? A faint blush appears on her cheeks as she sits down.
?Well, a witch darted in, and demanded to know about the moon and why it was red. And then we fought for about one hour until Patchouli was defeated and demanded she have tea here, since they for some reason seem to share a hobby.? She nods towards a pile of old magic books. ?And then her friend busted in and rescued her or something like that, and as for whatever happened upstairs, I have no idea but I hope you're not to blame.?
Ah, so it was a witch who also wondered about the moon, and her friend came to rescue her- Hey! This finally makes sense! After all, it would be a little weird of there were only magicians like Patchouli here, and they are pretty rich after all, so of course people would wonder.
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Don't worry, I'll be writing about the Ex-boss-Flandre incident, too.
I just hope I can do the epic fight scene justice.
