Contributing a solution to Lexi's issues seemed to be nearly impossible. You lacked a job, resources, or even a place to call your own. Considering your age, that's no real fault of your own. You were still a kid, depending on your mother and father to get from day to day. It was hard for you to even conceive Lexi's struggles from one day to the next. Mami, in all of her grace and maturity, felt like something else entirely. It was like the gap between the two of you was much larger than a year or two. If there was anyone who could help Lexi, it would have to be her.
"We could probably ask Mami if she can keep you for a bit, but then again…" You click your tongue.
Asking Mami would be more than just simply imposing. You knew her for less than a week. But, given the unique scenario you've found yourself in, it wasn't that much of a stretch to ask for help. The motive wasn't entirely selfless. It was for Lexi just as much as it was to soothe your own guilty conscience.
It was another difference between you and your sister. Madoka's selfless nature contrasted with your selective kindness. At least, that's the nicest way you could figure to put it. You didn't want to consider yourself selfish, just pragmatic. It didn't make sense to drop everything to help someone. But, you were willing to risk your life for people that you hardly knew. Why?
You look at the ring on your finger, a sign of the contract to an unknown entity. The sheen of the gem was a reminder of your act of determination, of your sacrifice. The apathetic girl in front of you is a reminder of your success, that your choice wasn't for nothing.
Maybe that was why you wanted to help her?
It was a question with no real answer. Were you a bad person for doing what you did? No, probably not. Regardless of the motive, a life was saved.
I want to be a hero.
That's what the memory of the cleaver imparted to you. The voice was distorted, but you could definitely make out who that was. That was Midori, wasn't it?
"Dinner is ready!" Momo pops her head into the room. "Oh. Are you guys busy?"
"Nope." Lexi sits up from the bed. "I'm coming. What about you guys?"
"Y-yes, we're coming!" Madoka grabs your hand. "Come on, Momoka."
"Right." You nod. "I'm hungry."
You leave the room with your thoughts drifting back toward Midori. Where did she go, and what was she doing? She could look after herself, but given her behavior in the witch barrier, it was hard to say. The only thing you could hope for was that she was alright.
How long had it been since Midori had roamed these halls? It had to be well over a year, maybe two, at this point. The serenity that the church had once held was replaced by suffocating nostalgia. A desire to return to the past, to savor that which she had taken for granted. Back then when her faith had never wavered. Back when days were simpler, and she didn't bear the responsibility of another world on her shoulders. It wasn't something she bore alone, but it was a ceaseless struggle all the same.
People singing boisterous hymns, listening to each sermon with a renewed fervor. Midori looked forward to going to church each and every day. It was less to do with the preaching, and more to do with the only girl she had ever called a friend.
"
Oh!" The young girl said. "
Hi, welcome!"
"
H-hi." Midori stuttered. "
It's nice to see you again…"
Midori was older, but there was something about the girl that drew her in. Her beaming smile? Her kindness? Whatever it was, it soothed her aching heart. It got her through each week. It gave her something to look forward to.
Meeting her again was not something she intended to happen so soon.
When she saw Momo at the arcade, it fractured her heart.
When Kyubey got her involved in the witch hunt, she barely kept her composure. If it hadn't been for Madoka, she may have pleaded for her to run away.
It was a world that Momo didn't need to be a part of. Of course, that was an impossible wish. Her sister and caretaker were magical girls. It was a cruel twist of fate. Momo was forbidden to contract, yet those she cared for would eventually vanish like dust in the wind. No traces left but their memories.
It was the same for her.
Midori pulled out a locket, flipping it open. She looks at the shattered remains of the red stone inside.
"
I just wanted to leave it all behind, you know?" Chiyo said, leaning back onto the wall. "
Cut it all away. It's the past, so I don't need it, right?"
Her mentor was always carefree. Nothing bothered her. She had no fears, no worries; she looked ahead and never doubted herself. It was a result of a wish to cut away the past, to sever the ties that made you who you are. It was as pragmatic as it was irresponsible.
"
Come on, I told you what I wished for. Spill the beans!"
She was never one to take no for an answer. Constantly pressing, never stopping for a moment even if it meant hitting a wall. In the face of such overwhelming power, Midori had no chance but to compromise.
"I want to be a hero."
It wasn't a lie, but it wasn't the whole truth. To this day, Chiyo never did figure out what Midori's true wish was. It was too embarrassing to share, and too shameful to remember. The regret hung over her like a curse each and every day.
Midori closed the locket with a snap. She looked up to the parting clouds in the sky.
"I'm sorry I never told you, Chiyo." She frowned. "But, I think I'm beginning to understand the wish you made."
"Who're you talking to?"
"Aaah!" Midori squeals, scrambling to her feet.
"Hey, it's just me." Kyouko tilts her head. "What're you doing here?"
"R-reminiscing, Miss Kyouko."
"Come on, it's just Kyouko. Just had this conversation with Mami."
"Right, sorry." Midori scratches her head.
"You don't gotta apologize." Kyouko takes a seat on the grass. She drops a crumpled paper bag at her side. "How's your hunt going?"
"I found the witch. Or, well, Mami found the witch. Kyubey told me about it."
"Yeah, I heard that from Mami." Kyouko grabs an apple from the bag and bites down. "Sounds like things went to shit pretty quick."
"Mami is incredible." Midori laughs. "She's strong,
really strong. Her skill is something else."
"She's strong, yeah, but she can get a little full of herself." Kyouko shrugs, brandishing another apple. "Want one?"
"Oh, sure." Midori takes the apple. "Thanks. I haven't eaten much today."
"No problem." Kyouko says. "So, when are you going to tell Momo who you are? Or ya just goinna keep this a secret?"
"I don't want to hurt her." Midori frowns.
"Looks like the only person you're hurting is yourself."
"What do you mean?"
"Do you think Momo's gonna tell you to take a hike? That's not the kind of girl she is." Kyouko takes another bite. "If you're gonna tell her, you should do it sooner rather than later. We don't know how much time we have, so everyday might as well be a miracle.
Especially since you got that death wish of yours."
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm not stupid, Midori. There's no way you can cut that witch down by yourself. Heard it from Kyubey, heard it from Mami."
Midori remains silent.
"That thing has killed at least a dozen or so magical girls." Kyouko grins, baring her fangs. "Honestly, I wouldn't mind taking the thing on myself."
"Why do you care?"
"Well, the short answer is I don't want to see one of Momo's friends run off and get killed for no reason." She scratches the back of her head. "Long answer? I guess it's because I don't like leaving debts unpaid." Kyouko shrugs. "If it weren't for you, I'm not sure Momo would still be here."
"I didn't really do anything." Midori hugs her legs.
"Well, if I didn't take what you said to heart, then maybe." Kyouko looks up toward the church. "Plus, you were a part of the congregation, so … didn't have much of a reason to doubt you."
"My parents were, I think I just came to see Momo."
"Were you a magical girl at the time that uh…" Kyouko averts her eyes.
"I was. I think we contracted at around the same time."
"That might be why you weren't…" Kyouko mumbles.
"I wasn't what?"
"Nothing." She shakes her head. "It's not that important."
Midori chomps into her apple. "If you say so."
"Mami and I are going to hunt that witch."
"... Can I join you?"
"I mean, as long as you promise not to
try and get killed, then I don't see a problem. Just let us keep the Grief Seed."
"That's fine."
"Wha?" Kyouko furrows her brow. "I expected you to refuse."
"Then you don't know me very well."
"Guess not." Kyouko scoffs. "Do you have a stockpile or what?"
"I used one of my Grief Seeds after the fight and handed it to Mami afterward. I have one more left."
"A stockpile just for that witch?"
"Yeah, but things didn't end up going how I planned."
"Good." Kyouko bites into a second apple. "But hey, if you're just lookin' for an ass-beating, you don't gotta find a witch. Just ask me; I'd be glad to knock some sense into ya."
October 2nd, 20XX
You had asked Mami to keep Lexi for a while. Everyone was in a good mood, so it seemed like the perfect time to ask. The response wasn't exactly what you expected. Mami essentially said that she could stay for a few days. She had enough money to take care of Momo, but nothing more than that. Lexi kept quiet during a majority of the discussion. As it stands, Lexi was squatting for, at most, a week at Mami's place. It was better than being out on the street, at the very least.
But now it begged the question of what a more long term solution would be. Lexi kept offering to just leave, but everyone refused that as an option.
After spending the night at Mami's, you and Madoka headed home the next morning. You were going to formally start your magical girl training with Mami after the weekend was over. You were a bit excited but, at the same time, you were advised not to use magic until then. You heed your new teacher's advice and refrain from doing any magic. Your Saturday was spent relaxing and in recovery.
Then, come Sunday, it was your birthday.
There wasn't a large party planned like before. It was more of a small gathering at your house. Sayaka, Hitomi, and Momo showed up. Apparently Mami was too busy at home to make her way over. If you had to guess, it probably had something to do with helping Lexi get settled.
"Happy Birthday, Madoka!" Sayaka says, smacking a box down onto the kitchen table.
"Oh, Sayaka!" Madoka blushes. "You didn't have to get us anything."
"Hey, come on, don't say that. I wanted to." Sayaka motions for Madoka to open it.
The box's decorative wrapping falls apart. The box opens, revealing a large pink plush rabbit. Its ears droop down its sides. Its arms are long and fluffy. "It's cute! Thank you, Sayaka!"
"And Happy Birthday, Momo." Sayaka hands you a small box. "I didn't really know what to get you, so I just picked something out I thought you'd like."
"Thanks." You take the box, strip the wrapping, and open it up.
When you open the box, it reveals a…
[_] … gift card to Récompense, the cake store that you went to meet everyone at. It was definitely usable, but not exactly what you had in mind.
[_] … a necklace with a silver chain and a heart-pendant. You weren't one for jewelry, but you could definitely wear it.
[_] … an I.O.U for any single request. Sayaka would regret giving you what is essentially a blank check.
[_] … an old handheld game console. It was long, gray, and had a yellow cartridge sticking out of the top.
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