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23. Alex questions the situation

22. Michelle has another thought

21. Michelle learns some new power

20. Michelle's limit

19. Michelle decides to be a godde

18. A fairy talks to herself

17. Time to bring back the magic

16. Stoned at a party

15. A magic car ride?

14. Whims of Chaos: The Statue

13. Finding a road back home...

12. Whims of Chaos: The Council

11. Whims of Chaos: Friend in the

10. The nature of magic further ex

9. whims of chaos: more weirdness

8. hiding in the bathroom

7. two different kinds of magic a

6. The Whims of Chaos: Chaos star

5. Two new girls

4. Two opposites have different d

Whims of chaos: are we the bad guys?

on 2018-06-03 12:45:31

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Michelle watched the news while on her new ‘throne room’. It was.. quite nice really. It was like her magic had extended out and gave her the home she had always wanted. It wasn’t just a place she lived in. It was like her.. very essence was here. These walls.. this hall.. this place.. it was her. The fox woman felt her senses tingle with delight as she could feel everyone who was here. Her new family… The ex-police person who was now a mouse-girl- her maid Belle.. and of course her new knight, the young boy Alex.

The news itself described how trumatised all the patients had become. She was quite upset when the new mermaid didn’t like her new fins. She had worked quite hard to make sure they would look delightful and were far better then unworking human legs. Then came the backlash from the politicians… Everyone was saying how ‘something must be done’ against the fox-demon. Demon! She rolled her eyes at that. As if they could do a thing- she was power incarnate.

“There has been another report, breaking news.” The reporter on screen spoke quickly. She seemed a bit cautious and acutely distressed. “One of the.. terrorists had surendered themselves to a police station. However.. it looks like- it looks like she then.. exploded some kind of magical bomb. All the prisoners, guards, police and people nearby ended up transformed.”

She raised her eyes slightly. “Wow.. Tiffany… trying to out class me eh?” She giggled at that. “Hm, I wonder what her game is.. maybe she’s trying to get criminals to come on her side?” She tapped her cheek in thought, while her tails ruffled in the air. She heard a sound of.. something. “Alex? Ah, little one, are you well?”

“Yes miss,” Alex said quietly. He looked a bit cautiously to Michelle. “I… I have a question.”

“Of course. What’s on your mind?”

Alex took a deep breath. He was.. greatful for everything Michelle had done for him. He was told he had all the freedom in the world to stay with her or leave..but… “.. miss? Are.. we.. the bad guys?”

Michelle arched an eyebrow. “What makes you ask such a question?” She said neutrally.

Alex glanced at the television. “It’s just.. they are calling us things. They said I did a bad thing when I destroyed that tank. I made sure not to hurt anyone but they still say I’m a bad guy!”

Michelle paused the television. She got up and placed her hand around Alex’s shoulder. “Little one.. what you are seeing is just the way ordinary people react to the extraodinary. You are.. special. You are blessed by War Himself… War is.. beyond good or evil. It’s just about power. You’re simply confused because you don’t know how to apply this power.”

“I don’t understand...” Alex said quietly. “I’m scared Miss. I don’t want to hurt people...”

“I promise we won’t harm anyone,” Michelle explained calmly. “It is not really in me to ‘hurt’ people. My only goal is to create a better world… you are.. important in this.”

“Why?”

“Alex.. Alex Alex… you are so humble,” she giggled with delight. “You have the blessings of War. You can’t really be beaten in combat.”

Alex looked and gasped at that. “Huh?”

“Call it a magical gift. You’re like one punch man I guess- or superman.. eh, whatever is the hero. You -can’t- be beaten. So in all honesty, everything is completely up to you. Do you want to fight me and rule instead?”

“N-No..” Alex gasped. “I- I do want to make the world a better place.”

“That’s good. I’m glad. I also want to do the same. So forget about these silly notions of ‘good’ and ‘bad’. We’re just going to… make the world better. Maybe we’ll make it so people will actually respect us too. Hard work should be rewarded right?”

“I.. I guess.” Alex nodded feeling a lot better. “Why do you need me though if.. if you’re so powerful already?”

“Powerful yes.. but not quite powerful enough. There will be challenges ahead… magical ones. I have forseen them. However- I have also forseen, you are more then capable of handling them. With you protecting me I can not lose. You can not lose… my Knight...”

Alex blushed. “T-Thanks..”

“Why don’t you go practice with your new power? I have to.. do something now.”

Alex nodded and walked away from her throne. Was he.. really able to help the world and protect Michelle? The power he now had.. it was odd. When he fought against those people it was like the energy just ‘knew’ what to do to destroy ‘everything’ he wanted. He made sure not to hurt people.. and the energy complied destroying only their vehicle. It was more power then anyone his age should have… and it terrified him. However Michelle insisted it would be important.


Michelle watched the Television some more. It looked like the UN was now getting involved? More politicians. It was really not very interesting. Urgh… “Let’s fix this shal we?”

She snapped her fingers. She was suddenly in front of the news desk. “Hi- sorry I think you need a break. You’ve been quite the news hound.” A brush of her shoulder and the news-woman suddenly felt her nose extend outward. Fur, of brown fell across her body, as a tail raised across her dress.’

“Ah!” She screamed. “My Face- No!”

Michelle shrugged. She pointed at the camera. “Keep rolling or I’ll turn you all into dogs. Also cut that last threat out place. I know you can cut the last thirty seconds of events.”

Everyone looked at her quite tensely. The camera man behind was shaking as he spoke. “Y-You’re on in.. three.. two.. one...”

Michelle didn’t skip a beat. “Hello world!” she smiled with excitement. “So yes I’m one of those ‘terrorists’ you have been talking about in the news. It seems hard to get my side of the story so I thought I would insist on making a few more.. changes.”

There was a hushed tone as people all panicked. All of them trying to turn off their machines but.. the image stayed.

“Sorry I control the horizontal and the verticle. Ha! Don’t worry you can turn off your Televisions and stuff ‘after’ I make my message. So…” she looked directly in the camera. “Here’s what I’m doing. My target for today will be the political class- you know my adopted son was asking if we’re ‘evil’? It really upset me… of course I can actually do something about this...”


Tiffany groaned a bit. She was.. somewhere else. The middle of a park? The squirrel girl examined her body. “I’m.. I’m younger...” this was bad. This was really bad! At least her clothes fit her. She had small breasts that seemed to make her look like she was a young teenager. Though she wasn’t quite sure how old she was at this point.

“What happened to me...” She muttered.

‘You exploded.’ The voice in her head whispered. ‘I warned you girl.’

“Shut up- I’m not a girl!”

Voomph! Another strange circle of energy surounded Tiffany. A huge tree grew from her feet pushing her higher and higher as she held onto the branches. She could only watch in horror as the gound disapeared.

‘Chaos’ the voce replied. ‘Would you calm down now?’

Tiffany held onto the branch for dear life. A flick of her tail though and she was.. feeling a bit more secure. It was strange how well balanced she was now. “Fine.. I’m listening,” she said quietly. “How do I..get back to normal...”

The voice gave a mental shrug inside her. ‘To be honest I think we are normal.’

“I wasn’t hearing voices before- that’s not normal.” Tiffany crawled back to the side of the tree trunk. She leaned into it quietly.

‘Of course it is. It’s just.. I’m part of you. The part of you that the magic understands. I’m you from a long long time ago.. when we used to play and have fun.’

“...could you go away?” Tiffany asked.

‘Uh.. yes. I guess. You.. really want me to?’

“Yes. I’d really like that.” Tiffany frowned.

‘Hmph. Fine. I’ll be around if you call me. Just.. try to find some place safe. You’re a wanted criminal now. Everyones going to be after you.”

Tiffany crawled down the tree in a strange.. animalistic way. What was she supposed to do… she was just a kid and she…

There was a man watching her. He approached cautiously. “Excuse me uh.. kid? You okay?”

Tiffany bit her lip. So much had happened she just wanted to cry in dispair. “I- I’m fine. I just-”

The man was quite old. He looked like he was just a begger in the park. “Shouldn’t you be in school? I know being changed must make it hard but.. you got to stay there.”

Tiffany frowned. “I don’t need to go to school!”

There was a sudden pulse of energy again. The man.. suddenly hit by a wave of energy. A huge bushy tail of red came out from his tattered clothes as they seemed to all get scattered into the wind. Fur grew, very similar to Tiffany’s. His body instantly became not just that of a girl but.. clearly that of an older woman. What was perhaps the most distracting thing though, was the presence of her four breasts. Tiffany stared at the older woman in surprise.

“Oh come on sweetie. As your mother you know I have to make sure you go to school-”

“What? Huh? no- you’re not my mom!”

The woman tilted her head looking almost hurt. “Tiffany, of course I am. Don’t be silly. Come on, if humans are causing you trouble you just have to tell me and we can fix it. If you promise to behave, I’ll make you your favourite food tonight. Macaroni cheese?”

Tiffany blinked. This.. this wasn’t right. Her magic had just.. overwritten the entire existance of someone. The strange thing was though she seemed to know ‘everything’ about her. Including her favourite meal? “Mom- no- uh- this- this is wrong. You’re not..”

“Tiffany, come on. Hold my hand now. There are lots of cars here… oh look at that. Is something going on?

Tiffany looked up. The sky was turning.. a strange green colour. Somehow she knew it was.. magic. “Michelle...”


Michelle’s power extended through the globe. “I hereby decree.. that since I find all people of a political persuation absolutely identical.. you will become identical in physical appearance. Furthermore, I find you all slime- so you will become slime. Slime girls.. nobody will be able to tell any of you apart. You will sound the same, and everyone will know just -what- you are by looking at you.”

Every politician.. suddenly became slime-girls! There was absolute chaos in every parliament, senate, nation, and well.. anywhere a decision had to be made by someone if it affected other people greatly. Even class representative turned into slime girls!

Michelle was quite satisfied. “Wonderful. See you all later! I’ll figure out what to do with the rest of you when I have more time.”




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