[Author Note: I got one more episode after this one, but despite it almost becoming finished, I'm having issues with it, so expect it later rather than sooner (probably either tomorrow or Tuesday).]
Friday, Vice Principal's Office, Around Noon
Mrs. Crawford was working in her office, using the ever-so useful Shadow Veil technique, feeling happier than she had ever felt since the 'Shadoe Fae' incident. It mostly has to do with the chance that she gotten with Trident and the Magical Girls, the chance to help them and redeem herself for what she almost did. And, she must admit that it was going to be fun spending some time on the weekend with their little quests, as well as sharing it with Mayan and, at night, with her daughter. She wasn't really worry, since she can just easily cast her Shadow Veil and used it to protect Kenya from the sun if it get to that point, and it was movable, so getting her home wasn't going to be a problem neither. Still, she was still going to be careful with Kenya, she didn't want anything bad to happen to her baby, not ever again.
As she was working on her paperwork, she paused and suddenly let out a giggle, thinking back to Becca's reaction, just immediately after returning Trident back to her. If the girl was drinking milk at the time, she would had expected Becca to shot it out of her nose when she went into a laughing frenzy, at the news that Trident might have to attend school as well (privately, of course). What was primarily funny about the situation was how red Trident's face was, probably both from anger and embarrassment. 'Poor dear,' Mrs. Crawford thought happily yet with pity, 'I can't blame her for that reaction, I know the feeling; doing paperwork isn't a picnic either.'
After a faux hour later (or five minutes in real time), she managed to finish up and relax finally. Even though she could have a shadow puppet of her do her work, this was something that she needed to do herself. Climbing the ladder to either Vice Principal or Principal was her dream, to take on a better role for the school than being an elementary teacher, even though she really likes spending time with the little kids. Technically, she could still, to some degree, get to work with the young students, since this school has become an all-graded school.
She going to being doing a lot soon, but ever since she became Shadoe Fae, doing a lot didn't really felt like much anymore, as if nothing seems to tire her out anymore. That would explain why she never needs to sleep, and not affected by the Principal's sleep dusts, even though sleeping was still optional. Nevertheless, one of the things that managed to stay the same was that she still got bored, which would be one reason why she bothered sleeping at all.
Today will be last time she will be working both day and night, because of her and Mr. Erin's revived schedule planning. He would deal with the day time matter, allowing Mrs. Crawford to go home to attend to her daughter, and then she would deal with the night matter, allowing him to go home to do the same for his wife. And, if he needed any help in the day time, she could use her Shadow Puppet to come to his aid, since her Shadow Puppet will act and behave like she would, with the exception for having her Shadoe Fae's form and abilities. But, for the most part, being a living shadow does allow the faux Emily a few tricks to manage anything bad if it required.
Suddenly, Mayan came in, looking a bit concern. "Emily, we have been order to evacuate the building."
"What, why?!"
The anthro Shisa Dog secretary shrugged and replied, "I don't know entirely, but it seems there was some trouble at another school."
"Trouble," Mrs. Crawford asked, before something clicked in her head and her eyes open wide in a panicked, "You don't think it is related to the Magical Girl's situation I was telling you about?!"
"If so, we might have just gotten our first clue to where we can look."
At the Toby and Terri's Resident, Present
"Momma, wake up," begged the fused girl, who was once Anna and Charlie, as she was trying to shake him awake, "Come on, please, wake up!"
Hearing the voice, Terri began to stir and slowly got up. "A-argh, n-never thought I w-would be a type of person to faint." He glanced at the girl and froze, unable to say anything for a while.
"We're sorry; we never meant to startle you like that. We knew that when we went into the sun that it was going to be crazy, but we didn't expect this." She stood up straight, doing that nervous notion that Charlie was known for, rubbing her arm behind her back. "We...wanted to tell you both about what we were planning, but we were afraid of worrying you two, and we didn't know how you and Daddy would have handled it. I mean, we did figured you guys might have handled it well...but, there was another reason for not tell you both."
Terri raised his eyes at his new daughter, wondering what she meant by her last remark. Then, he realized where she was going with it, and replied, "You guys...didn't want our anime aura to influence your changes, did you. You figured we would be so worry about you guys that we come to your aid, and influence your changes." At the last sentence, Terri felt a faint hurt feeling at them not wanting to be together in the same type of form, but she just dropped that thought, since it wasn't his decision.
"We just didn't want that hole, or anything else bad, to take you both away from us. If that hole appears again, we thought maybe being in a different form could allow us to protect you both or ask for help to keep the same thing from happen, like before. We are sorry that we never told you, like we said, we really wanted to, but we couldn't."
He mental cinched at that, now rapidly feeling ashamed at his last thought and feeling that he just had a moment ago. Trying to comforting the girl, he got up and tried his best to smile at her, before hugging his daughter. The fused girl had been trying to be tough and hold back her tears, but the hugs broke the restraint and she let loosed the stream of tears. "It's okay, you...ummm...both of you did what you thought was right, so don't worry, everything will be all right."
He continued embracing his daughter as best as he could for a few minutes, but he knew that he can't do this forever, since he figured that soon he needed to call his wife (he still felt odd calling Toby that now) to inform her about the situation. Yet, he didn't completely let go, holding her hands with his. As he gazed inward into her eyes, Terri felt a pang of guilt, remembering the conversation with his wife about their desire to be with their children. "Truthfully, much to our shame, a part of us actually wanted you two to get expose to the sun. We knew it was wrong and dismissed it, but the idea was still tempting, we just miss you both so much."
Freeing her hand in order to sniff, she weakly smiled at him, "I-it's okay, we kinda had a feeling you guys wanted it. It wasn't hard to figure that out, since we felt the same way. Ever since you and Dad's transformation, we didn't seems to spend time together, like we used to. So, we finally decided to go through it, even despite the fact we was scare stiff of what might happen to us. We didn't want to lose you guys again."
"Awww, you guys are sweet," Terri remarked with glee, then calm down to satisfy his curiosity, "I have a question about your 'condition', though. When you say that...that you are both Anna and Charlie...what exactly did you mean by that? Are you the same children we raised? And...ummm...well, as strange as this sound, what do we called you now?"
"W-we really haven't really thought about a name for this fused body, give us a few moment and we figured out something. As for your first question: we decided to walked outside with our hands held together, but then we began to glow and finally tugged together, becoming this fusion form of Anna and Charlie that you are seeing right now. Neither of us is gone or anything liked that, we still exist within this body; it is just that we are now thinking and behaving as one person. We want you to know that both of us is still around, that is why we are keep referring to ourselves in a plural sense...that, and we still not used to this whole fusion deal. One thing that we don't really understand, though, is why our fused body turned out like this; this body almost looks like that little girl who saved you and Dad."
Rubbing the back of his head in thought, Terri asked, "You don't propose that you became...I believe they are referred to as a Magical Girl?"
When she heard that, her face become as lit as a light bulb, nearly giggled in delight. However, she mentally felt thankful as she caught herself before she did, and replied in a calmer joy, "I hope so, because that would be so AWESOME!!!" Her mother stared at her in bewilderment, wondering what was up with his new daughter.
Seeing that reaction, her face blush a little and let out a nervous laugh, before excusing herself. "Eh, sorry about that, Momma! It was just the thought of us having superpowers is like a dream-come-true!"
"Well, I guess I can't really blame you," Terri noted with a peasant grin, almost feeling relax about the situation at hand, though not completely. "I felt the same way with my own abilities when I realized I have them. It was so much fun!"
"There is just one problem: we don't know how," the girl added in disappointment. "We never really got to ask how she was able to do it, we were too happy to be with you and Daddy again, that it didn't cross our minds. Do you have a clue, Momma?"
"Hmm, I don't know," Terri answered, thinking hard about it, "If I recall right, I think that mini-catgirl was helping her." He tried to dig deeper, looking for any clue to pop up in his mind. "W-well, there was a strange number theme going for her, her appearance seems to be heavily influenced by the number four. But, I am afraid that I can't tell how she did it, at least without asking her."
"Number theme? Wait, if she represented the number four, does that mean I also represent by a number as well." She took down at her body, wondering about that question for a moment. "That must mean my Magical Girl's form is based on the number one."
Suddenly, her eyes went into a trance and her hands began to rise in a pray-like fashion, at the exact spot of the small gem on her chest. This action got her mother confused and concerned, "A-are you okay, kiddo?" She didn't answer, still in a trance, but she did spread out her arms fluidly in a slight angle, balancing on one of her legs. She abruptly drop to the ground, landing on her hand and began a form of break-dancing, spinning around onto her back. She then lifted off the ground backward using her hands, instead of her feet, launched upward and was spinning upside-down in the air like a form of aerial dance.
The gem began to glow with purple light, as the very light wrapped around her, like how a caterpillar got wrapped in a cocoon. Bizarrely, you can still see the hovering figure inside; the more potent glow had formed around her body like clothes, with blue and pink heart-like shapes flying around her. Just as quickly as it started, it ended and she felt toward the ground in the same upside-down position. But, when she got closer to the ground, she made a fast but elegant flip onto one of her leg, the other knee was rise up close to her chest, showing that her leg was very flexible.
The girl began to stir, waking up in complete dizziness, not yet realizing her new outfit. Her new snug shirt, which was the same black color, was a bit thicker with grooves in them. She was now wearing a cute opened white jacket with purple edges, but it was rather unusual since it only went down enough for the bottom to even reach the declined slope of her chest, yet the sleeves was able to passed it and stopped just on her wrists, where a gold brace tighten tenderly on its cuffs. On the back of the jacket was the same heart symbol on the back, design with the same swirling colors like before. On her hand was two form of gloves, the internal glove was purple and thin with a slightly longer bottom that run underneath the jacket sleeves, while the external glove was black and thicker, designed to be fingerless and used for fist fighting.
She was wearing a white pant, about the same size as her normal pant, but this variation was not jean, but rather a stylish yet tough pant, with thick puffy leg and a gold brace on the snug cuff at the bottom. The pant has a thin purple swirling pattern running down on the side, with a few miniature pink and blue hearts on both sides of the pattern. On and around her waist is a very short purple-edged white cloth, what was made in the same material as her new jacket with a V-shape design cut on top and bottom, and tied down in the center with a gold rope-like belt that also hold her pant on her hip and waist.
On her boy-sized but very feminine feet, she was wearing black socks, except instead of being long like before, they were short. She was wearing white shoes with purple edging at the connection point of her shoe and sole, and the familiar heart design on her string-less shoe. The shoes were very snug on her feet and it doesn't seem, even with great force alone, that the shoes will not come off without her aid.
On the black shirt, on her lovely barrel-chest area, the engraved gem is larger and a gold crest is surrounding it. Fancy and beautiful marking was inscribed on it, the crest fitting perfectly on the curve chest. The heart symbol in her gem changed to match the all-so familiar heart symbol.
Finally realized something was different, the fused girl stared down and was completely in shock. She turned toward the mirror and saw the tough-girl styled Magical Girl outfit. She also noticed that something was clipped on the edge of her ear, so she reached for it and accidentally activated a purple light-based visor across her face. That really blew her mind, and as she turned toward her surprised mother, data of information popped up about her. Information like energy reading (which was high considering Terri's anime aura), health reading (he was in very good shape and show little damages), and other data that she could explored on a later period of time. She pressed the earpiece and the visor disappeared, leaving her impressed and with a smile, "Like we said before: awesome!"
"I must admit, I have to agree," her mother said with both curiosity and happiness.
"I wonder what else we can do," she pondered, mostly to herself. Cinching down, she leaped upward and launched with amazing speed, startling her mother in the process. Before she impacted the tall ceiling, however, she flipped with great grace and actually slow down before touching it. Momentarily standing on the ceiling, gravity yet taking an effect, she pushed off it toward the ground, this time more gently. She landed perfectly on the ground, never feeling so happy or energetic in her life.
"O-oh, I'm s-s-so going to love this~," she song blissfully with a wide smirk, her hands resting on her wide feminine hip.
Her mother got a laugh out of seeing his daughter like this. She did say that neither Anna and Charlie is gone, so they could be fine with this, even though it was going to be strange having one child in the place of two. But, ever since the sun incident, nothing seems to be strange anymore, only unexpected and sometime unsettling. "Heh heh, okay, kiddos, I am going to call your father to tell him what happen, so try to take it easy."
With that note, he left to fetch his cell phone, once again not seeing the horror on his daughter's face, the one that Anna and Charlie made before their transformation. The rise in spirit just went up in flame. She was reminded of another reason for their decision to be exposed to the sun.
Getting back from calling Toby, he walked back to the living room and found his daughter on the couch. Terri could tell something was seriously wrong just by her grim expression and posture. This was completely opposite from the last behavior he saw her conveyed before. "What wrong? Are you okay, kiddos?!"
"STOP CALLING US THAT," the girl yelled in frustration.
That really took him by surprise. He never once heard his children (or child in this case) yelled in such a manner. "Huh, what are you talking about? Where did this come from?"
"Stop calling us 'kiddos'," the girl answered, more calmly than before and yet still just as upset as before.
"Why is that upsetting you?! What going on?!"
The girl looked away for a moment; her mother was now really getting worry. "Momma, we need to talk...!"
