After recovering from minor scratches and burn wounds post Gatling gun battle, Mikoto was good to go. That familiar hospital corridor has always been their save point, A place to back after every bloody battle. It started to scare her that she has become a regular here- either as a patient or as a visitor. As she stepped out this nostalgia place, she only have one thought and that is to let go of that certain idiot. Though the desire to visit him is tempting, she still turned her back and moved on. Because apart from being discharged she also decided that it's time to let go.
It's not her character to give up easily but watching him turn his back on her countless of times to save another person has made her realize that he simply lived on another world- a distant realm that she cannot reach. Filled with such thoughts, that familiar feeling of emptiness has started to creep into her system once more. But still she walked along, eager to get back to the world where she belongs. "You took your time, Onee-sama! We have lots of catching up to do." said an impatient Kuroko as she, Uiharu and Saten stepped out of the Hospital lobby.
In a month, almost everything has settled down. Mikoto has returned to her usual feisty self. Add in some skirmishes with the #5 at Tokiwadai, some crime solving escapades with Judgement and occasional run-ins with Touma and Index, she's glad that she gave way.
"Onee-sama, Kuroko is glad to see that you're not acting hyped up after seeing that ape. Is this a sign of aging?! Is my Onee-sama blossoming into a fine lady now?Let mee see, yess let me feel..." Kuroko started without feeling the need to teleport. As she expected, her body received a full blast shock that has petrified her for a few seconds. "Heh heh heh, I missed that one, but you know what, Onee sama, Kuroko's glad you're really back."
"You're really creeping me out! Let's get going or I'll fry you up for sure!" retorted a half annoyed and half thankful Misaka. No matter what, her friends will always be there for her and keep her feet on the ground.
Within that period, Accelerator's small family has been the usual chaotic bunch. There are some loose ends that are strewn together and some conflicts yet to be resolved. Though he was able to settle his issues, there's still that annoying thorn that he wish he could ignore. One fine day in the Underground mall, he was leisurely drinking a cup of coffee across an arcade where Last Order and Worst are playing, when he spotted a familiar figure. She's alone it seems and has been carrying paper bag full of Frog -like items. Thinking she's one of the clones, he started to get up and crack his neck. "I guess it's time to get some exercise once that Brat decided to play another tag..But wait, she doesn't have those she be..?" He resumed to finish his coffee and decided to watch as she started playing that certain machine full of Badges.
"Heh, so this is where they got that childish obsession gene." Accelerator mused.
Upon hearing the whooping outside, Worst and Last order decided to check it out. They ended up joining the original in her game.
"I'll give this to you." said Mikoto who was eager to make friends with Last Order. Kids are her weakness and her cute little version added up to Last Order's charms.
"And how about me Onee-tama? I'm supposed to be the youngest here so give me a badge too. Misaka says with utmost sarcasm though she can't resist that Badge as well.
"Of course, I'll give one for you as well." sighed Mikoto who have no intentions of arguing with this mischief maker.
"You should wear yours too, Onee-sama! suggests Misaka as Misaka suggests that she wants to form her own Brigade.
"But you already have your Misaka Network!" Worst cut in.
"But you're not on it and so is Onee-sama! argues Misaka as Misaka shows her eagerness to form a group.
"Right, Ok I'll wear mine." Mikoto agreed.
"I'd rather join an assassin group that be part of this shi..." Worst trailed off as Mikoto started giving some of her Gekota hauls to Last Order.
"OK I'll join this nonsensical group ! declares Misaka who is eager to receive a token from her beloved Onee-tama!
"Here you go and welcome to the Brigade!." Mikoto said as she tossed one of her Gekota pens. Inside Mikotos's head, she was truly thankful that she was given a chance to spend time with her clones. This is one her ways to make it up to them.
"Well then, let's take a photo! Off to the photo booth!" Mikoto said as she linked arms with her sisters."I wonder where they live" she thought to herself.
Just across the Arcade, one guy was bored and yet intrigued as to what transpired that got those brats hyped up about. "Well I guess I'll rely on Last Order's big mouth for some information." he said wisely. Or so he thought.
Minna san! This is my first Fanfic ever. This may be a short chapter as I am still trying to test the waters. I already have a rough draft of what's to come and I still have a long way to go. Also, I am not affiliated nor own anything related to To Aru Majutsu no Index. Credits to its owner-sama. Happy reading!