*SHIIIING!*
*CLANK!*
Homura's eyes widen.
Sayaka grins in answer, her arm extended into a lunge, ending into a one of her trademark cutlasses -piercing through Homura's shield.
The shield creaks pitifully, gears stuck.
"I've noticed," comments Sayaka, her blue eyes staring over her arm at Homura's violet ones, "that you rely way too much on that thing."
Homura frowns.
"Indeed," irrupts a new voice. The black haired girl starts, looking up as-
-With a graceful mid-air spin, Mami lands behind Homura.
"While it might be very useful," she continues as if she hadn't just jumped off a building, "you go for your Shield too often, and not just for its secondary ability..."
A little gasp escapes Homura's lips. Her eyes narrow, mental gears working overdrive...
She shakes her head, denial set in her features.
"You shouldn't know-" her voice trembles.
"Yeah, this is an intervention," Sabrina walks in, munching on some pocky.
Homura turns to the white haired girl, her lip trembling for a moment, "You told them...?"
Sabrina winces at the sting of betrayal in the black haired girl's voice.
"Well!" she shrugs, "I-" the pocky falls from her mouth -but she catches it lighting quick, "almost!" She sticks the snack back in her mouth before continuing. "Three things, Homura. One:"
Suddenly she pulls a rifle from under her coat and opens fire.
An explosive racket of light and sound fill the nightly air..
Nobody moves- nobody breathes at the unexpected move.
A mere second later it stops.
The girls look around as Sabrina calmly puts the weapon away. "Always wanted to do that," she says to nobody in particular.
"Ah," exclaims Mami, pointing at Kyuubey.
Or the place where Kyuubey used to be, now a mere splotch of blood.
"Oops!" Sabrina quickly walks up to Madoka with a handkerchief, reaching to wipe a stain on her cheek. "Sorry, Madoka."
Madoka blinks helplessly, completely ovewhelmed by the situation.
Sayaka coughs. Her arm slightly trembles from being held in the same position for so long.
"Oh," Sabrina checks to make sure Madoka's face is spotless of any of Kyuubey's blood, before nodding and turning around to face the rest of the girls again, "right. Now, two:"
The other three magical girls tense.
"... you really have to consider not looping time back, Homura," Sabrina goes on, and the girls relax, "even if Madoka ultimately believes she should make a contract," she looks aside at said pinkette, "which I do not approve, by the way," she looks back at Homura, "we can still make things work! You don't have to abandon us, you know?"
The dark magical girl shifts in place, but only for a moment. Instead, she straightens up, wrenches her shield arm away from Sayaka's sword -"thank god" Sayaka swaps her sword to her other hand, shaking her sore arm- takes a deep breath and opens her mouth-
"And three:" interrupts Sabrina, "I think we should hear what Madoka thinks about this."
Madoka starts, looking around wide eyed as everybody's attention suddenly focus on her. But after a moment, her helpless look fades, replaced with confidence.
"I think-"
"Nobody cares what Madoka thinks," Homura cuts her off.
Madoka deflates on herself.
Sabrina's palm smacks against her forehead.
"I..." Homura's gaze flicks to Madoka and back, "I'll protect Madoka... So she doesn't have to contract," her tone turns stubborn, and her stand defensive, one foot towards the back.
"OK, OK!" Sabrina waves her off. "We're not getting anywhere here, so it's time for Plan B." The foreigner girl finally swallows her pocky stick.
Homura blinks.
Mami huffs, making the dark haired girl turn to face her. "Honestly, didn't she said it was an intervention? Look at your shield," she motions towards it with one hand.
Homura confusedly follows along, checking her magical 'weapon'.
There's a bright blue gash on it.
Violet eyes widen in panic, for a moment the girl does nothing.
A moment later the shield vanishes, a new one popping back in its place.
It's got the same bright blue mark on it.
Homura trembles, her accusing eyes flying up to meet Sayaka's mirthful ones. Her hand jerks-
"None of that," Sabrina grabs her hand suddenly, stopping Homura and drawing her focus onto herself. Not without kindness, she stares straight at her her troubled -betrayed- friend's eyes. "Quick explanation:" she brings up three fingers and and lowers them as she goes, "Sayaka's power is awesome. I distracted you so she could work her magic. You can't timeloop now."
Slowly and carefully, she lets go. "Don't worry, your timestop still works," she smiles.
Homura relaxes, barely. Uncertain, she grabs her shield again and pulls-
She's gone.
Sabrina looks up and to the side, waving.
Mami, Sayaka and Madoka follow her eyes to see a figure vanishing behind a roof on a random building.
"That went well," comments Sabrina.
Sayaka snorts. "Yeah, right. Well. I'm not sure how it could've gone much worse."
"Oh, it could've been worse," ascertains Sabrina, "... but I couldn't manage to convince Kyouko to come over," she laments.
"You invited K-Kyouko?" asks Mami.
Sabrina starts, eyes flying to meet Mami's, "I said too much," she blurts out.
"... Weeeeellllll..." drawls Sayaka, "I see you've got much to talk about, and I need to sleep off this sore arm-"
"Do you want to stay the night with us and Mami, Sayaka?" the words rush out of Sabrina's mouth.
Sayaka takes one look at Mami, flinches and grabs for Madoka, "oh, no, I couldn't impose -and we need to finish our homework -let's go Madoka!" She drags Madoka away.
Just like all throughout the night, the pigtailed girl can't quite interject, and just follows along.
The poor, confused pinkette will feel better after a good night's sleep.
The tall, suddenly very nervous white haired girl, on the other hand, slowly turns around...
Mami bits her lip, her eyes flickering to Sabrina's then away every second.
Sabrina gulps.