ONESHOT: Twin-Tailed Sorceress
SCENE: Twin-Tailed Sorceress (1)SCENE: Twin-Tailed Sorceress (2)
SCENE: Twin-Tailed Sorceress (1)
This is a story from our childhood when the blizzards were everlasting.
That night, everyone had already gone to sleep, all except for YOUR protagonist! Humming away, our cute and funny protagonist lies down before the fireplace, feet kicking in the air. Penciling in notes into a scrapbook as multiple thick and dusty grimoires are laid out before the fireplace light, she doesn't notice the shadow looming behind her until it is too late.
"Madison. What are you doing?"
"Hmm hmm... Aren't these 'chips' just cryptid summoning sigils? Old Continental people are so strange!"
"Madison. Delaroux."
"Eep! Help! Help! The globalists are attacking!"
Young Madison feels the scuff at the back of her neck yanked upwards, as her tiny body is lifted vertically like how a mother cat would transport her young by the scuff of their necks.
"No globalists, just me, little Madison."
"Ehehehe... Aunt Mirabelle..."
"What did I tell you about staying up late at night?"
"That's no fair, Aunt Mirabelle! YOU stay up late all the time AND have gigantic boobs!"
By the way, Aunt Mirabelle is a gigantic liar. All the talk about 'not growing up properly' if you stay up late at night is nonsense, as you can see from moi' magnifique physique in [CURRENT YEAR]! Also, hypocrite much? The old man likes to say that Aunt Mirabelle busies herself late into the night running the orphanage, and so far it hasn't deflated HER double Ds, maybe Es!
"Now that's a way to twist my words."
"So let me stay up late at night too!"
"You are still a growing child, little Madison. Off to bed, reading can wait for tomorrow."
Releasing her demon-like hold on the back of young Madison's neck, Madison plops to the ground on both feet safely.
"Safe!"
"Bweh!"
Scurrying away into the darkness, young Madison makes a face just as she rounds the first floor barrister, leaving Aunt Mirabelle to clean up the assortment of books after her.
SCENE: Twin-Tailed Sorceress (2)
"[PC ASSEMBLY FOR THE MASTER RACE]?"
Flipping through the thick-covered grimoire with indecipherable diagrams, Aunt Mirabelle scratches the top of her daemon horn, running a hand through her long hair.
"That child... what is she up to now?"
She didn't need to ponder on my brilliant plans for long, as the orphanage's front doors open, the howling blizzard winds outside making a self-introduction with no explanation needed.
Coated in a thick brown travelling cloak with layers of snow heaped upon him was the [Old Man]. Brushing the snow on his shoulders away, it falls into piles on the clean and waxed wooden floor.
"Godfather...!"
"Shhh. The children are sleeping."
Aunt Mirabelle's swift anxiety is noticed by the old man closing the double doors, quelling the blizzard outside.
"Mira, its just a little snow. More importantly..."
"Could you take care of this child?"
Shivering under the old man's cloak is a little girl with dark red hair. Not much older than moi' at that time, she clutches onto the back of the Old Man's leg while shivering uncontrollably. Unlike today, her hair is tied in two short pigtails with simple bands. She peers up at the strange, tall woman in a strange environment through her ancient rimmed glasses,
"Etchuu---!!!"
"Godfather, this is..."
"Another domain lost to the snow."
"I see. That is... unfortunate."
Aunt Mirabelle kneels down and pats the young red-headed girl's head snot still running out her nose amidst frozen tears. Leading her into the light of the fireplace, I finally got a good look at her dorky face in the half-shadows.
"Hello, little one.", she kneels down to the shivering child, "Don't worry, you're safe here now."
The little girl raises both hands towards the fireplace, close enough that the flames nearly catch her fingers, as if she were afraid that she would never feel this warmth ever again.
"I'm Mirabelle. Do you have a name?"
She hesitates for a moment, glancing at her side. A pair of bright red eyes hiding in the darkness blinks, and silently steps up the first floor steps, eager to break the big news to the other girls first.
"Sachiko."
"Etchuu------!!!"
