A/N: Short new fic, seeing as I'm done with my MGLN fic. Just a little playing with some characters. Canon universe for Ansatsu Kyoushitsu, Pre Rebellion for Madoka. Warning for bigender character and alluded to violence. Nagisa uses 'they/them/their' pronouns.
Challenge: Diversity Writing (Anime/Manga) E9. Write a drabble novel.
1.
Their school is a breeding ground for these things, so Nagisa isn't surprised to see the white weasel on the grounds of the campus that morning.
They are surprised to find it following them. They would think, with the endless wish to stay as far away from this class as possible, it would stay over there. Perhaps there was a new student coming, new and still aching to prove themselves and rejoin the elite ranks, to not be marginalized.
Hopefully they get over that, or at least don't ask the weasel near hir foot to get them out. They've seen what happens when they regret their wishes.
They kiss their ring without thinking and sit down.
'Hello, Nagisa.' Familiar, polite, detached. Just like an incubator ought to be.
Nagisa nods. Civil conversation isn't bad. They have that all of the time.
'There will be a lot of work to do at this school.'
There already is. Passing with your textbooks soiled in mud, when being looked down upon was enough pressure. There would be a class cull of Magi by the end of the semester if Kyubey was lucky. But they probably mean something else.
'Have fun with your big assignment.'
This catches their interest.
As they lead the creature in, Nagisa feels for the white ribbon around their throat. The Goddess hums soothingly into their ear.
Someone has tried to play god again.