You're Teddy, and you've just said hello to Miki in what your memories tell you is a formal manner, only to find that there are suddenly two of her.
"I… Amu," she stammers. Her head drops for a second, then she recovers her composure and looks you in the eyes, her voice firming up despite the spreading blush on her cheeks. "You're Teddy?"
You nod, still smiling. Maybe smiling a little extra, because you're meeting a new person and you want to make a good impression, especially now that they've doubled. Yu-niisan-sensei only mentioned Miki, but maybe if you're careful neither will notice you aren't human. You've already been lucky not mixing them up from the get-go.
Amu holds her hand up. "Just a minute. Miki?"
Girl-watching is probably your favourite hobby, so you don't mind the delay. You watch admiringly as Miki picks herself up; she's a bit younger than you, or at least the way you appear, but that's okay. It makes her less intimidating.
Not that Chie and the others are intimidating, exactly, they're just… hard to understand, sometimes, too much like adults. That's why you like Nana-chan so much; your sister, now, sort of. You hope she isn't lonely, since you left home right in the middle of the card game. You also hope she isn't rearranging your cards again.
Now, what would be the best way to greet them properly? Some kind of twin-related pun, obviously. Well. They aren't the first pair of twins you've ever met, but they're absolutely the most identical; if it wasn't for her bag, you would never have been able to tell Miki apart from Amu. Same clothing, same hairstyle…
I see you're bear-side yourself?
You can almost see Yosuke's reaction. He wouldn't even bother complaining, he'd just shake his head sadly. No, you can do better; that one isn't good enough. Then… well, you're obviously bear-y pleased to meet them…
Ah. I'm bear-ly able to tell you apart, but bear-y pleased to meet you both. That will do.
A strange scent catches your attention.
You glance away for a second, and when you look back they're all huddled up and you can't tell who's who anymore. The bag sits on the ground between them. One of them blinks owlishly at you, then they start whispering to each other.
You don't even try to tell what they're saying. There's something very odd going on here. It was just the two of them, right? Yu mentioned—
Your attention is drawn back to the girl on the left, who's frowning at you, narrowed eyes nearly hidden by her short blue bangs.
"Then, nice to meet you," she says. "But… eto… Why did you do that to Miki?" Her voice goes plaintive. "You thief!"
Miki has turned to the side and is hiding her face, her shoulders shaking, and Amu—like a pint-sized tiger—is standing protectively in front of her, glaring upwards at you. You're getting a sinking feeling about your greeting, because you didn't expect her to get angry, but at the same time it's positively the cutest thing you've seen all day.
"Well, I'm bear-y—"
Wait, thief?
You're confused, and there's only one way to fix that. "I'm bear-y sorry," you say. "But I don't know what you mean. What did I steal?"
"That's—" Amu's voice shakes slightly, you think you hear muted sobbing from her sister. This has definitely gone wrong, and you don't understand why! What did you do? "You stole the most heinous thing you possibly could, you ursine fiend! You stole my— I mean, her—" Miki loses her grip and falls to the ground, her muted sobs turning into loud laughter. "—My first ki… Amu, stop laughing!"
Your eyes widen in realisation, as Miki—not Amu—punches her sister lightly, and Amu just laughs harder. A moment later, Miki follows suit. You've just been pranked, and you're still not sure what happened. You didn't kiss anyone, did you? You wouldn't, that's grown-up stuff.
When in doubt, plow on. You'll make a joke of it. "Sorry, but I'm bear-ly able to—"
Miki's eyes fix on yours—no, she's looking behind you—and they widen in alarm.
"Maya, stop!"
Pain.
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"That was not okay! Why did you—"
"—are all the same. You saw what he did."
"—a joke! We weren't actually—"
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You wince, and the world swims into focus from what appears to be the floor. You can feel someone gently poking at the back of your head, which still hurts. It feels like you got hit by a grizzly bear.
"Oww," you say.
"Are you okay?"
Slight movements elicit further pain, along with a pair of hands carefully holding your head still, and you decide to go along with that. You can see… one of the girls, out of the corner of your eye. She looks concerned.
You've been hit harder before. True, you got healed afterwards, but…
"I'll be fine. What hit me?"
She shifts her gaze, and you feel the hands pause for a second.
"Just a bruise," the other one says. "I fixed that. He'll be fine in an hour."
Your voice gets a little whiny. "It still hurts, though! What hit me?"
"That's…"
"She did. Amu, stop making excuses for her!" The one in front kneels down in front of you—Miki, you guess—and you make your best attempt at a smile. Her brows are furrowed; she looks upset, but you don't think it's at you. She's still pretty, like a blue rose. "Maya just up and punched him. Really, why would you do that?"
She's addressing the air to your right. You're about to ask, when it starts speaking.
"He's still alive, right? That means it's fine. It's not like he's actually hurt, I pulled my punch."
Miki's reply isn't fit for print. Some of it might shock even Sensei, if he were here. You try not to listen, because there's something there, in the talking air—something that looks human, once you think about it—but you have to force your eyes to focus, and every one of your senses but sight insist that there's nothing there but air.
Yu-sensei also mentioned…
"Is that a demon?" You ask, squinting as if that will make it easier to see. Which it does, actually; the more you focus on seeing, the less your other senses fool you. It—she, it looks like a woman—was there all along, the only reason you'd missed her was that you couldn't feel her presence. You still can't, but your eyes work fine.
A demon, right. It's the first time you've seen one. You instantly dislike her.
"I'm a her," the demon says sulkily.
"Afraid so." Miki sighs, then reaches over to hold your hand. "I'm sorry about what happened, but maybe we can try again. Just don't kiss me this time, and enough with the bear jokes; Margaret told me all about you. I'm Hinamori Miki, and that—" she motions behind you—"Is my idiot sister, Amu. Maya's our… I'll tell you when we figure it out. We really need to get home now, though."
Her hand is warm, and comfortable. Maybe there's still a chance to make some friends.
{ } Tell her you'd like to talk more, whenever there's time.
{ } Chicken out.
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Collective Unconscious, Fuefuki—Inaba congruence domain
Monday's Turmoil, 11:30
"You can't get us back to Tokyo?" Amu sounds frantic, and has ever since you told her it's already past eleven. "Miki, we need to go! Right now!"
"I only know how to get back to where I came from," you say. You're already preparing to send them to Fuefuki—Inaba, though you take a few seconds extra to make the stack of TVs look tidy for once. Amu doesn't seem to realise. Miki…
Miki is hanging back, face pale. The two of you realise that something is wrong the moment she starts speaking. Her voice is thin, reedy and un-Miki-like.
"What's going to happen to me? If I go back… I'm only this size because I'm here. If I go back, am I going to shrink again?" She hugs herself, tugging fitfully at a lock of hair. "I don't want to go back!"
It feels like you're seeing something you shouldn't have. You aren't sure what she's talking about, and you don't know what to do.
{ } Offer to stay with her.
{ } Ask what the problem is.
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[ ] Shadow Etched in Air would take a long time, but… if it's for Miki…
[ ] You might already be too late, you haven't even woken Fumi yet, and every minute counts!
A/N: I'll name a Lilith after you. It'll be grand! And confusing. By the way, congrats on literally skipping time.