Here we have it! the next incantation of Gensokyian Twists. Prepare to be shocked out of your wits end!
Marisa knew that certain people were drawn to her.
It was pretty obvious for her, with Alice so docilely letting her enter her home and Patchouli being slack with retrieving her books. Once when she would have to avoid doll swarms and fireballs, now she had to avoid pasties and tea. And she could dispute that the latter was worse. At least she could sleep off battle damage.
She calmly kicked her legs about as she sat sideways on her broom, the bamboo construction streaking across the sky soundlessly. Undeterred by the height that she was at, her mind absorbed by other more important subjects, Marisa stared aimlessly into the distance.
Sure it was fine that her life has gotten easier since she first met her fellow magicians. It's just that recently, it has gotten a but more that just simple friendliness.
The latest incident she could recall, Patchouli tried to reach into her clothes. Sure its more likely that she could be going for he book that she borrowed but Marisa could swear that at that instant, Patchouli tried to grope her.
Call her paranoid but a thief knows when someone is going for something and when someone is not. Patchouli hands were definitely feeling her and while Marisa was no stranger to skin-ship, there was a very fine line between friendly and beyond friendly and Patchouli was far beyond beyond friendly.
Luckily, any thief worth her weight would have avoided that and Marisa was no exception. She easily dodged Patchouli's hands and whipped out her trusty Hakkero, unleashing a Marisa-approved dosage of love.
She could have sworn Patchouli greeted that attack with a smile.
Shaking her head, she looked down at the mass of green below her. The forest of magic stretched out for miles, a sea of green that was unspoiled for quite a distance, the human village just a thread-thick line in the distance. While Marisa knew from memory that hidden under the trees were a myriad of creatures, artifacts and buildings, at least she could indulge in the illusion of being above the peaceful land underneath.
Today, she was heading to Alice's cottage for a quick pickup. The puppeteer had volunteered to help her sew a black white outfit suitable for winter. While Marisa could sew, indeed she had done so since she lived alone, she wasn't honorable enough that she would pass freebies.
Although Alice has been showing the same warning signs that Patchouli has been.
Drawing from the last spellcard battle that they had, Marisa could clearly remember Alice's dolls going for certain parts of her clothing. To be more specific, part of her clothing that held her outfit together.
She could still vividly remember the sight of Hourai's razor blade, slashing for her clothing. Not to mention the numerous attempts by Alice to tie her down literally, via doll and string. Sure, one could argue that this was all tactics to win, since Alice is a strategist but given the recent circumstances, Marisa should be given some leeway to be paranoid.
Unconsciously, Marisa's head started to run wild, her imagination throwing up numerous possibilities of what would happen to her. She started to blush at the picture in her head, blood roaring in her ears.
'No, stop! Get a hold of yourself Kirisame!' Marisa thought to herself. Suppressing the thoughts in her head, she laughed nervously to herself.
"Heh heh. It's all just my thoughts gone wild da-ze. They won't be so crazy." She muttered as Alice's cottage came into view. The simple two story building, a quaint construction with gate and fence in front, cut such a small hole in the forest canopy that if one didn't know it existed, they would have missed it.
Coming in for landing, Marisa pulled up on her broom, landing feet first on the soft emerald grass. A crack shot into the air, as her boot snapped a twig. She froze, images of wire traps, pitfalls and nets falling out of the canopy rifling her imagination. Her body tensed as she anticipated the trap that would spell the end of her.
A butterfly fluttered by, oblivious to the human near it.
Marisa slowly got up from her stance, the realization that no, Alice didn't booby trap her lawn coursing her mind. Laughing nervously at her still present paranoia, she walked up to the door and knocked it.
The impact of flesh on wood reverberated across the house. Marisa waited anxiously, wondering why Alice was taking so long to open the door. Usually she would welcoming her in by now.
And then a small finger tapped her on her shoulder.
"YIPE!" Marisa squeaked as she felt the contact. Whipping out her hakkero from the brim of her hat, she turned around, her weapon already whining as it prepared to fire.
Shanghai smiled back at her. The little doll, dressed in a cute blue white dress, flew past her to the door, where it opened it. Marisa dumbly followed her in, the last traces of adrenaline disappearing from her system in a dying rush.
Following the doll, Marisa entered the dining room where Alice sat, a golden spoon in her hands. Smiling at the black white magician in her abode, she rose, Shanghai returning to her side.
"Ah, finally, I been expecting you." She said as she indicated for Marisa to follow her. The human gave her a uneasy look behind her back. She could have sworn there was a flash of longing in her eyes...
The duo came into a room where sewing material were placed in careful orderly pattern, each taking their appropriate place such that it could have suit a masterful painting instead. In the middle, a mannequin stood, dressed in a long sleeved version of her standard black white outfit. Marisa felt the cloth and smile. Alice did excellent work as usual.
"Oh man, this is awesome ze. Thanks a lot Alice!" She exclaimed as she inspected the clothing more thoroughly.
Alice smiled at the compliment. "Oh its was nothing. Are you going to stay for some tea? I just made a new batch of pasties."
Marisa opened her mouth to accept but halted. Her paranoia was acting up again and Alice's smile wasn't helping. Just for today, she decided to head home and take a day off. Maybe then will her over active mind calm down.
"Sorry Alice but I gotta head home. Something important ze." Marisa said as she grabbed the package the dolls offered.
Alice's smile turned malicious as a horde of dolls appeared from behind her back. "Oh, but the pasties wouldn't be fresh anymore." She whined as the first wave rushed in to attack.
'Gah! I was right! Stupid paranoia!' Marisa mentally cursed as she whipped out her Hakkero. Pointed at the oncoming dolls and their master, she yelled out her answer.
Love Sign-MasterSpark
The beam of love blasted out in a roar of energy. As it clawed it way towards Alice, the puppeteer simply spread her arms wide and accepted the attack, letting it wash over her.
'What the hell is wrong with her?' Marisa yelled in her head as she wasted no time to find out. Mounting her broom, she took off down the hallway and out the open door, flying away to sweet freedom.
Kaboom!
From behind her, Alice's house exploded upwards, the puppeteer rising from the wreckage standing on a gigantic goliath doll, easily twice her size. The monstrous creation took off after Marisa, massive thrusters sending the construct into the sky.
'What the hell ze? Where did she ever make that?!' The prey complained as she poured more speed. But the doll matched her speed easily, actually managing to slowly catch up with her.
"Oh Marisa~ You have something I want~" Alice sang as more dolls appeared around her.
Doll sign-Doll Archer
Marisa yelped as she avoided the rain of arrows after her. Grazing the projectiles, she almost got shot down by a massive beam of energy that emitted from the Goliath doll chest, the massive construct firing as it flew.
"Tch! That's it!" She yelled as she turned around. Aiming her Hakkero, she pointed the whining weapon at Alice, even as a second hail of arrow arced into the sky.
Magicannon-Final Spark
The overly massive beam of energy roared at Alice. The puppeteer greeted the attack with a happy squeal, flinging her arms open.
"Oh yes!" She cried out before being consumed by the energy.
Her attacker shivered. Seriously, this was getting creepy.
"Oh, what's this?" Came a voice behind her.
She turned around to see Patchouli watching the proceedings with a curious smile. The librarian, clad in her usual all purple outfit, smiled at Marisa.
"Patchy, you got to help! Alice is acting all weird!" Marisa babbled.
Patchouli smiled wider. "Oh I'll help." She answered before raising her hands at Marisa.
Sun Moon Sign-Royal Diamond Ring
Marisa awoke with a splitting headache.
The first thing she noted was that she was tied up tightly. The kind where she couldn't even move a millimeter kind of tightly.
As she struggled with her restraints, a pair of voices drifted into the room she was in. A pair that made her panic.
"...it's agreed that we share?" Came Alice's voice as they got closer.
It was answered by Patchouli's sigh. "Well, there's plenty to go around. Why not?"
Marisa watched that both enter the room with fear. "I...I'm sure that we can come to a solution ze. Can you please let me go?" She begged as she captors got closer and closer.
"Oh I think not." Was Alice answer as she reached for her. The captive witch shut her eyes as she awaited for the touch that would be her end.
Rustle
Marisa opened her eyes with surprise as she regarded the scene before her. Alice and Patchouli both held her Hakkero, a hungry look in their eyes as they felt the device.
"Oh yes, finally. After so long, you are finally free." Patchouli purred.
Eh?
The owner of said device watched slack jawed as the two magician moaned upon skin contact with the Hakkero. Alice gave her a sly look as her hands shared the device with her counterpart.
"Surely you didn't think that we were attracted to you? After all this time, it's is finally free. Can you feel the love emanating from it? The feeling?" She said as her voice turned husky.
"Oh yes, that delicious feeling of being drowned in love..." Patchouli purred.
Marist simply continued to watch dumbstruck.
"Oh Alice, lets feel it." The librarian begged.
"Yes! Yes!" The puppeteer agreed.
The two magician pointed the Hakkero at themselves, quivering at the coming attack. With a moan of happiness, they activated the Hakkero.
Love Sign-Masterspark
While the two shrieked in happiness before being consumed by the attack, Marisa continued to be frozen.
WHAT THE...
"HELLLLLLLLLLL!" She screamed as she shot out of sleep, her swear soaked sheets flung away in the action.
She instinctively reached for the one thing she trusted in but stopped before her hands could touch the hexagonal device.
Could it be?
Patchouli noticed an very apparent lack of something in Marisa's attacks as she dodged a barrage of stars.
"Marisa, where is your Hakkero?" She questioned.
"It's the only way to be sure!
Well, it's called love sign for a reason...