Alright, so I'm back, and here's chapter 2. Basically still introducing the main characters in the story.
This one's about the ever popular Marisa x Alice pairing. Also, this one happens to be my most favourite paring. So I was rather disappointed at myself when the chapter was of such a short length.
But I figured length was not everything, so I just let it slide. Hopefully you'll find this chapter pleasant to read. Enjoy.
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Ch. 2: House call
"About time you got here!" Alice chided. "I've been meaning to consult you about this. I haven't been able to get past this part of the theory all morning, it's really frustrating me. And I can see that if I resolve this I will be able get understand the rest easily so it's really annoying me and…"
"Woah, easy!" Marisa had only just dismounted her broom at the doorway of Alice's English styled cottage. Standing facing her was Alice, another blonde dressed in a blue dress with a white capelet about her shoulders, impatience written in her ocean blue eyes.
"Well, you promised you would help me, not hinder me, Marisa," Alice stated.
"I'm here, aren't I? And besides, what could the great seven-coloured puppeteer possibly not know that would force her to resort to asking humble little me?" Marsia chuckled and hung her hat on the coat rack. She then noticed that the table was already laid out with the afternoon tea, complete with snacks, waiting for her.
Just for her.
"Hey, I'm not all that great alright?" replied Alice curtly. "Besides, crazy magic like those involving poisons or metabolites is supposed to be your specialty."
"And just what do you need that kind of magic for any way?" Marisa asked, biting into one of the cookies. There was an assortment of them, all carefully made. All of them her favourite kinds too.
"Like I said, I need organic related magic as a… a fuel, a kind of energy source, and…" Alice hesitantly started, taking a seat next to Marisa.
Marisa knew where this was going.
"You told me you gave up making sentient dolls last year!"
"Look, I know I said that…"
"And six months ago, when the interest revived. Again."
"Yah, but, look, this time…"
"And come to think of it, we were just discussing the possibility of thinking automatons just two weeks back, weren't we?"
"Marisa!" Alice cut her off. "This time it's different! Remember Medicine Melancholy? The doll youkai we ran into? She is proof that it's possible."
"Yah, but she's a youkai. Y.O.U.K.A.I" Marisa spelled out for Alice. "She's a spirit, not a doll anymore."
"That doesn't mean we can't replicate it artificially!" urged Alice. "At the very least, I want to work out the kinks in self-automation. You know. Create a doll that can move fully independent of the need to rely on the user's magic."
"Like a programmed battery operated toy?" suggested Marisa.
"Yah, exactly like a programmed, um... Marisa? What exactly is that?"
"Drop by Kourindou next time. They have some crazy stuff there."
A moment of silence followed as Marisa drank her tea and Alice propping her head on the table with her hands.
"Don't you ever get tired of chasing the same thing, daze…?" Marisa put down her tea cup and leaned back into her chair with her hands behind her head.
"Not everyone has the same lack of direction or motivation as you," Alice stated matter-of-factly. "Besides, you have to admit there is great potential in discovering the key to this little interest of mine. And in any case," she locked eyes with Marisa. "There are… some things that you just don't get tired of I guess." Alice finished simply, still looking Marisa in the eye.
"Ah… well, but I bet you're tired of having me invade your home every now and then!" Marisa quickly looked away, putting on a carefree smile on her face.
"Depends…" Alice looked down into her lap.
Silence
"Well, as long as you don't get in the way of my research!" added Alice haughtily, hardened exterior recovered.
"Ha ha ha!" Marisa laughed, and clapped her hand on Alice's shoulder. "Well, I'm not exactly the most delicate of people out there! Not that I care-ze…"
"Humph. And don't touch me like that!" Alice shrugged off Marisa's hand, pursing her lips in a disapproving smile.
"Come on, let's see how far we can progress in today's research session, shall we?" gestured Marisa.
And so the day continued without incident.
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And that was it.
Here's wishing you an equally pleasant day that Marisa and Alice just had, or if you had a terrible day, hopefully this little part could brighten you up a little.
Until the next chapter.
