This chapter is a bit short, so I hope you enjoy what work I put into it, but trust me. There's much, much more better scenes coming up.
For now, I hop you enjoy this.
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The following morning, Pamela winked her eyes from sleep. The sun was shining brightly into the room, bathing the place in its warmth. Yawning, she felt something warm press up against her. It was molded in the exact shape as a human, but she remembered nothing of bringing another one in her room. Lifting the blanket, she was met with the sight of the witch snuggling up besides her.
Sighing, she shook her gently. A small groan escaped Shelly's mouth as she rubbed her eyes of the sleep. The sunlight irritating her as she shielded her eyes from the harsh rays. "Morn...ing…." She mumbled sleepily, her head slightly lolling to one side as she fought off sleep.
"Why're you in my room?" She asked, lifting an eyebrow. Gazing into her eyes with a tired look, the witch stretched. "I didn't feel comfortable by myself…" she replied. Pinching the bridge of her nose, the warrior got off of her bed. "Why didn't you wake me up beforehand?" "Because….I didn't...want to disturb you."
Frowning, she got up from her spot, and reached out to the witch. "Let's just drop it for now. We have many more things to do today." She added, opening up her closet. "We…?" Nodding, the warrior changed into her typical attire. Not minding the little 'audience.' "Of course, but first, we have to see what you think of our Lady."
"Lady?" Putting her finger to her chin, Shelly thought carefully about who this might be. Would it be that lookalike? If it was, she wouldn't know how to handle it, or if she could.
Heading for the door, Pamela glanced over her shoulder at Shelly. "Aren't you going to come along?" Shooting up from her spot, the witch followed her outside. Their walk down to the first floor was short, thanks to the guidance of the warrior.
Whilst greeting fellow followers of Felice, the witch heard the light pitter patter of feet coming from behind her. Catching a glimpse of a white and golden bow, she grew curious as to who it belonged to. Almost all of the women here were adults, but this one's head barely made it past the shoulders of an average woman.
"Excuse me! Coming through!"
Several women gasped as a young girl broke through the crowd. She was wearing a white skirt dress, with a light blue lining along the end of it. A gold bracelet on each wrist, and a pair of black sandals. With each step she took, the ribbon lying on her headband would bounce. Her milky white skin perfectly accentuating childlike innocent, and her crystal blue eyes radiating happiness. As if to top it off, a beauty mark was placed directly near her left eye.
In her arms, a dress was flailing wildly behind her. Coming to a complete halt in front of the witch, she held out the item towards her. "You're Shelly, aren't you? Then guess what I have for you!" She gloated joyfully. Taken aback by her positive personality, the witch hesitated to retake her clothing. "I-I….tha-"
"I also brought you this!" She said, pulling her hat out of thin air. How she did so was as much of a surprise to Shelly as it was to Pamela. "I stayed up pretty late washing them carefully, and even drying them!" Smiling nervously at her, the witch tried to thanking her again. "You...must have put forth a lot of effort."
Nodding eagerly, the girl pumped up her arms in the air. "Maybe Lady Felice will praise me for doing such a great job!" She cheered, clasping her hands together. Her energetic tone ceaselessly amazing her.
Before she could continue, the warrior ruffled the girl's shoulder length brown hair. "Listen Lara, why don't you go over to Soleil and wake her up?"
"But Soleil told me to never wake her up in the morning." She replied. "Then just say that her sweet big sister wants to meet with her." Pamela grinned, knowing that it would get on her nerves. "Well...if you say so."
Handing over Shelly's items, Lara ran back up the stairs to the third floor. The warrior guided her companion to the nearest bathroom, and told her to make a quick change. After all, she couldn't go everywhere in that sleeping gown of her's.
With each step up the stair's, Lara hummed one of Soleil's many tunes. Amazed by her mastery of Symphomancy. How one could weave spells into music, and aide those around her. It was an important asset in battle, that most of the followers would be honored to receive. Although, this did make her arrogant in the process.
Reaching the third floor, the girl took the first door on the right. Barging into the room, she tiptoed to the silver haired woman sleeping soundly on the bed. Staring at her form, she shook her lightly; in hopes that she wouldn't wake up cranky. This did nothing, but earn a soft slap on the hand.
Putting more effort into her task, she shook her violently, until she received a knock on the head. The symphomancer grumbled sleepily, and shifted in bed. "C'mon! Stop being a lazybutt!" Lara groaned, pinching the skin on the woman's arm. This slight irritation finally stirred her.
Gazing at her tiredly, Soleil's expression soon morphed into one of extreme annoyance. "You again….child, what do you think you're doing in my room?" "Your sister told me to go wake you up." She said. Pinching the bridge of her nose, the woman sighed heavily. "If it's Mizerka, you can tell her to just go to hel-"
The girl knew exactly what was coming, and covered her ears; blocking out the inappropriate words. "Lara, take your hands off your ears."
"NO! LADY FELICE SAY'S IT'S UNLADYLIKE TO SPEAK SUCH ABHORRED WORDS!" She countered. Growing frustrated with each passing second, Soleil gave her a rough pound on the head; causing her to cry out. "H-Hey! Watch it! It's your fault that I'm stupid!" With a teary eyed look, Lara bit down on the symphomancer's exposed arm.
A loud scuffle was heard outside the door, and even to the floors below. Walking out of the room unscathed, the girl waved at the beaten woman. "Don't keep us waiting!" She smiled, making her way to the stairs.
Crawling towards her harp, Soleil strung along a few chords. An aurora of beautiful colors waved through the air, and towards the girl. As she took her first step on the case, the electrical phenomenon pushed her down.
The loud tumbling of her body made a small smile appear on the woman's face. "Sweet….sweet...harmony…" She muttered.
