"Mami, do you have any notebooks lying around?" Sayaka asked the now grounded blonde as she flopped onto the edge of the trampoline to catch her breath.

"I think so, why?" Mami smiled questioningly "What nefarious schemes are you planning up this time Sayaka?"

"No no no, nothing like that I just have an idea!" the blue-haired girl grinned, kicking her legs back and forth. "Can I go look for one?"

"I don't know Sayaka, can you?" the blonde smiled rather smugly, almost laughing at Sayaka's exasperated sigh.

"May I go look for one?"

"Yes, go ahead."

Sayaka rolled her eyes playfully as she ran back up to the house, oblivious to Kyoko and Madoka's confused expressions. Although Madoka quickly went back to pondering about "the braids girl" as she had so recently deemed her, Kyoko was still staring after Sayaka with a confusedly. She too went back to jumping up to get a better look at the braids girl when Sayaka hadn't returned five minutes later, her and Madoka occasionally poking the other's cheek.

"She does look a lil' out of it," the redhead nodded slowly, flinching slightly when Mami suddenly appeared behind her.

"Hmm yes I suppose so," she nodded as well and bounced back to the other end of the trampoline, stretching her arms above her head.

"Guys I found one!" The three girls all turn around at the sound of their blue-haired friend, Kyoko tripping up and landing on her back. The slight shock of her fall caused Madoka to trip, in turn causing Mami to trip and for all three of them to land in a pile of giggles. Sayaka laughed too as she rushed down and jumped on with them.

"So c'mon Blueberry whatcha need the notebook for?" Kyoko whined cheekily as she crawled out from under her two friends, sitting up and rubbing her neck.

"First of all, Blueberry? Really? Second of all, we're gonna try to send a note over to that braidS girl!" the blue haired girl smiles triumphantly, rolling a small armada of markers into the middle of the trampoline. Ignoring the utterly confused and questioning looks her friends gave her, Sayaka set to work writing a quick hello message in dark blue marker before folding the paper into an airplane.

"Ooh ooh! Lemme throw it!"

"No way Kyoko, your aim is horrible!" Sayaka tsks and rolls her eyes.

"Since when!?"

"Since we met you!"

"Oh really? You wanna bet?"

Mami looked to Madoka with half exasperated, half amused look on her face and Madoka smiled back and picked the paper-airplane up herself. With a steady hand she threw it directly into the braids girl's yard.

The girl in question had been obviously startled at the crisp white paper airplane that somehow managed to land perfectly on top of her glasses. She took it in her pale shaking hands and looked around for any possible direction it could've come from. She caught sight of a pink-haired girl bouncing up and down, waving cheerfully at her and smiling. Looking from the note to the girl, she hesitantly opened the little airplane.

"Hey! Me and my friends thought you looked a little lonely so we decided to talk to you! What's your name?"

She reread the note again just to make sure she actually read it correctly before scrambling back inside for some paper and markers. After returning with the needed supplies for this odd type of communication, she quickly wrote her name and a quick little question about theirs' as well.

With the exception of Kyoko (who was moping in the corner, leaning against the fence) the girls all chuckled as a new paper airplane flew over the fence and landed itself in one of Mami's signature curly pigtails.

Madoka, done catching her breath, started jumping again to smile at the braids girl, who smiled back this time.

"Let's see," Mami began as she untangled the airplane from her hair, opening it and reading over the purple scrawl. "My name is Homura, what's yours?"

"Might as well give all our names then!" Kyoko piped up from the corner as she rushed back over and snagged the red marker from an unsuspecting Sayaka.

After a light scolding and lots of laughter the four girls all wrote their names down ( in different colors of course) and sent the new plane sailing over Homrua's fence.

Homura smiled again as she picked up and opened the new note, giggling at the mix of colors and writing styles.

"I'm Kyoko!" was written in red "My name's Mami," in yellow and "Sayaka!" in blue. The very last name was written neatly, in pink, with a little heart on the exclamation mark; "Madoka!"

Something about that name made Homura smile even more.