[X] Talk to Kyubey more about magical girls, witches, all that jazz. You have the time and you weren't sure if you really wanted to wait for a bus...
"Say, Kyubey. What are magical girls exactly? Besides... you know. What you said earlier?" You remarked, quite curious about that. You were a magical girl now. You deserved to know more. You needed specifics. You weren't exactly God. Not like you want to be. Having the position of God sounded stressful. And something that would probably cause you a headache.
Kyubey, who had looked over at you, nodded. "Well, magical girls are those who are destined to fight against the Witches in exchange for their wishes. Although I don't think you were quite paying attention to that part. You had a rough time. So your mind was just trying to catch up to the fact that you made a wonderful decision to make a wish." He had explained. "Witches and Familiars reside in Labyrinths. They're the ones you are destined to fight. Well, Familiars, you have to wait more on for."
"Why? Wouldn't it better to kill them right away?" It was a logical line of thinking. Kill the Familiars before the Witches were born. It was plenty simple.
"Wrong. You need the Witches. They have the Grief Seeds. Speaking of which..." Kyubey, from out of nowhere, had pulled out what appeared to about a dozen of these strange, black egg-shaped seeds. "These are Grief Seeds. You need these because it'll help keep your Soul Gem pure. You never want the shine of that Soul Gem to fade away."
"...Oh. Okay... That makes sense." You weren't sure whether to ask further. You figured that since he insisted that you shouldn't let the shine fade away from your Soul Gem, you automatically assumed something bad was going to happen.
The rain had lightened up quite a bit. You weren't sure whether or not you wanted to go home, but you opted for now to just wander around the town and see what the night life had for you. You wondered, though...
"Hey, Kyubey, can you hear me?"
"Of course. Are you trying out your telepathy?"
"Yes."
"...We don't have to do this, you know. Illogical."
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You spent a bit more time wandering around the town before you realized that since you had been more focused on desiring an explanation from Kyubey that it was getting later in the night. Dang, it was almost getting around to ten-thirty pm. You really need to pick whether to go home or not. You really didn't want to. But it's not like you could stay out here forever.
Walking home, at least your clothes were beginning to dry out. So that way your mom and dad didn't have to complain about your appearance. If they were still up that is. It was strange, considering they wanted to split, yet they stayed together. You practically wanted to force them to make up their minds at this point. It bugged you. But you had no say in it. You were a minor. And that meant you had to stay with them, unless you ran away that is. It's not like your parents were the same anymore.
It all started with your father drowning himself in work, as he was a workaholic and viewed that toiling yourself to the bone was of course, the natural thing to do for his wife and his daughter. With him taking up so many hours at his workplace, you swore that mom had started to see different men, too. Not wearing her wedding ring. You weren't sure of anything. Was your family going to crumble down into nothing? All that hard work, wasted? At first, you didn't understand why your mother stopped wearing her wedding ring. You even told her that she should wear her wedding ring.
She never responded back to you, just turning her head away.
Having a bright future turn into tatters and wasting away being around people who cared not a single ounce for you. That was a nightmare that you didn't want to become a reality. Although it was certainly unfolding to be like one. That's why you had to go to the roof that very night. Your parents falling apart - you knew it, too - so this was something so tragic to you comparing to your parents before this fiasco, who were kind and loving, who spoiled you a bit too. If you had to make a wish, you wanted to be stronger. Being stronger was all that mattered. No matter what would have been thrown at your way, you would be fine.
You could avoid tragic happenings by just being strong enough to take them head on. You could destroy the possibility of tragedy. Why didn't you do this at the first sign of it? Why did it have to take so many signs to realize that your family was coming apart at the seams? If you only had found Kyubey earlier, such a thing would have been prevented. Then again, you didn't know exactly what your mother had done. She could have done a multitude of things by now. You could only imagine.
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Arriving at home, you had unlocked the house with the keys. You were surprised that they remembered to lock the house up. Sometimes your mother threw out your father, or vice-versa. At least that was nowadays. Perhaps they were just apart already, though. You didn't know. Because your parents never bother to clue you in. And even when they did, they made rancid stories about each other that you didn't want to listen to.
The house wasn't a complete mess, though it wasn't a complete perfectly clean one, either. Some things were strewn here and there. There were some shattered alcohol bottles. Did one of them take to the bottle this time? You shuddered to think of your parents as these red-faced demons, who could be so chillingly honest with their words. You looked away. You didn't want to see it. Or acknowledge it.
"Aren't your parents going to be mad that you are late in coming home?" Kyubey mentioned, and you bit your lip in response.
Your parents would be, if they were awake. You could hear your dad snoring, so you assumed mom was sleeping too. And besides, you didn't want to bother them. You had school in the morning, too. Heading up to your room, you had locked your door, which you did often now. That way so they didn't have to barge in your room and bother you with every problem of their marriage. However, you needed to get in more comfortable clothes. Your wet clothes were sticking to you, and you didn't like that. You would take a shower in the morning. After getting dressed in your periwinkle blue pajamas with yellow crescent moons and fluffy white clouds, you had some time to yourself. Kyubey had made his presence known by taking up the foot of your bed. You hoped your parents didn't see him. It would be hard to explain.
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What do you do next?
[] Go on your computer. You want to connect with your internet buddies. It seems like they are all online now.
[] Read your favorite books. You aren't in the mood for studying, but you're fine with reading.
[] Play video games. Bad for your eyesight, probably, although you love games.
[] Do some flower arranging. All the materials you need are here, so you could make some pretty arrangements for your school club tomorrow.
[] Sleep. You are tired. You want to sleep. Plus you didn't want mom and dad finding you awake and lecturing the hell out of you.