Homura looked so tired and busy, they noticed right away - she wasn't even paying attention to them, not in the slightest!
And yet, they were trying so hard!
That was no good. That was absolutely not good! She couldn't just ignore them that way! They needed to do something, anything!
She was probably thinking about that Lady Goddess - "Mama's beloved!" chirped Manuke: she adored the Pink Lady. Her sister always replied with a deadpan expression and a hollow smile - sometimes Manuke looked just so dull they really couldn't help it.
Well, Mie had to admit that she admired the Lady Goddess's looks too, tough - her hair was so pretty and pink, tied up into two lovely ponytails by the cutest red ribbons ever.
Yes, they could see why Homura adored the Pink Lady.
Suddenly, an idea! A great idea!
Soft murmurs filled the room as they all decided what had to be done.
It's settled, then! Let's do it! Hurry, hurry!
Higami clapped her hands: Mama was still deeply absorbed in thoughts - that was their chance!
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…well.
Now she totally looked like her beloved!
It was a god thing, wasn't it?
Ibari made an heroic pose, looking proudly at her younger sisters - they were all dancing and laughing, and Manuke was so happy she even started crying!
What a well-done work!
Namake hurriedly held up a mirror: "Look at yourself, mama! You have to see this! So pretty!"
Homura's concentration snapped back in place and turned on the mirror in front of her hair; she stared at her own reflection for the longest time, eyes wide-open fixed on her hair - more specifically, on her brand new ponytails.
And then, she started crying hysterically.
…alright, that was absolutely no good...
… …
…well, time for Plan B!
They knew exactly how to cheer her up!
Noroma picked a tomato and threw it at her, hitting her forehead.
That will work for sure, right?
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Nope.