"Gimme a break," you say, while lightly tapping the cabinet with your knuckles. You hit it with a tiny spark of hamon energy, and Mizore immediately tumbles out onto the floor and lands on her back.
Miraculously, she manages to do it without breaking anyth- ah, the dishes are all in the sink and/or dishwasher. That's why. Still impressive.
Still prone, Mizore cutely glowers at you while absently rubbing her butt. "That stung."
You raise an eyebrow. "Are you hurt?"
"No."
Your eyebrow lowers to its previous position. "Then walk it off."
Mizore pouts even harder, before she makes a totally unreasonable demand. "Kiss it better."
You scoff, turning from annoyed to amused, and choose not to honor that with any further verbal response. Your face doesn't reflect the change in your emotions, but Mizore knows you well enough to read it anyway.
At that time, you hear excited footsteps coming down the hall.
Welp, time to properly announce that you've returned.
"Hey! I'm home!"
In your mind, you do a brief little countdown. Three.... two.... one.... aaaaaaaaand now.
You hear your mother breaking into a wild sprint just before she bursts into the room, and lunges at you to give you a great big hug! "YAAAAAAAY!!! JOJO'S BACK FROM SCHOOL!!!!"
Mizore silently espies the scene, her expression a bizarre mix of fascination and WTF. Is she your mother, she mouths, or your little sister?!
You heave a sigh, and.... "GET OFF OF ME, YOU STUPID BITCH!" ....shove your mother off of you.
Holly just giggles and nods. "Okay~!"
Ugh, you think as you facepalm, give me a goddamn break. You decide to handle the introductions. "Mizore, this is Holly Kujo - my annoying idiot mother who spends all her time thinking about others at the expense of herself."
Turning to face the other woman in the room... "Mom, this is Mizore Shirayuki, my stalker from school."
Mizore gets up and politely bows. "Hey. I'm a Snow-Woman. I like watching senpai while hidden in cramped places."
Holly puts a hand to her mouth in surprise. "Oh my, that sounds so interesting! What kind of things do you tend to watch Jojo do?"
Mizore starts, having not expected this question. "Erm... beating the shit out of bad guys who deserved it.... training for the same.... shirtless...."
Satisfied that the two main relevant women in your life seem to be getting along well enough, you promptly retrieve your Monthly Shonen Jump subscription from the counter, plop down on the couch, and get to reading.
....huh, this 'Akira Toriyama' guy actually isn't too bad. You'll be keeping an eye on his work...
The rest of the day passes without meaningful incident.
[]Someone's knocking at the door.
[]Bedtime now. Plot can wait until later.