May 9, 2016
"Oh no, on the contrary Akemi... It's YOU who will have everlasting punishment. Although, it's not really punishment if you start liking it..."
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"Oh no, on the contrary Akemi... It's YOU who will have everlasting punishment. Although, it's not really punishment if you start liking it..."
A black and blue feather flew through the breeze, on its way to a particular destination. That said destination just so happened to be the shoulder of this rather unique Akemi Homura. Crunch! The sound of a bite of apple right behind her as the feather landed on her shoulder. Crunch crunch! The sound was next to her, then on the other side of her. The sound was coming from all angles before the source would show itself in front of the violet ex devil. "Well well... Aren't you just a sight for sore eyes?" A grin came across what was surely the last face Homura had expected to see as the source of the crunching. There sat Miki Sayaka across from Homura, wearing a very nice black suit, with a dark blue flower in her hair. She was eating a red apple. Crunch! "It's moments like these that make living through bad times worth while. I'm sure YOU would know ALL about that, wouldn't you Akemi?" Suddenly, Sayaka was sitting next to Homura, tilting her head and looking at Homura crooked. "You smell like fear and uncertainty." She leaned in to whisper right in Homura's ear as a flurry of black and blue feathers fell around them. "How wonderful that is, when I haven't even gotten started with you... Enough of the small talk though. I'm getting bored of that expression." She raised her hand and snapped her fingers. Suddenly, the two were in a dance studio. "This is what I consider dramatic irony, straight from the pages of your own book." She reached out her hand to Homura. "Now I will give you two choices. See how nice I can be?" She grinned to the other again, this time it was rather twisted. "You can dance with me, and keep me entertained for a little while, or..." This was the moment where the blue devil truly got her enjoyment. "Or we can go visit the lovely goddess in pink, and maybe she would like to dance with me... Me, her best friend... Her childhood friend... Me, the one who said Madoka-chan would be my bride..." Sayaka began to pull her hand back. "Now that I think about it, I'm liking the sound of that..." She knew this was going to bring panic to Homura, and it made this all the more enjoyable.