(Small little crossover one-shot, with Miusaki and Mima.)
"Ugh..." A solid witch came to her senses, groaning. She poked around the snowy trees, lost and disoriented. There were no houses or other natural features, just trees as far as the eye could see... and even then it became a blur as she tried to look farther and farther. Hold on... where were her glasses? She frantically dug through the snow, but there were no glasses to be found. She sighed. Continuing to poke around, she spotted a figure far into the distance, approaching fast. Scared, the young witch ducked behind a large tree stump, but she was too big and the stump too small. She was picked up with the hoodie of her coat by an older lady with an enormous blue hat. She stood up straight, too scared to try and escape. Looking back down, she then noticed a semi-transparent tail extending below the lady that picked her up. The two were floating upward all the while, the witch still visibly scared. "Does she not know I hate heights...?" she thought to herself worriedly. Fortunately, the older woman was heading back down now... dragging Miusaki with her.
KABLAM! The two hit the ground hard. The blue hat lady just bounced up and down like a spring, but Miusaki ended up slamming into the ground, knocking her out again.
Waking up again, she found herself at a table by herself. Loudly sighing, she heard from the other room, "Perfect! You're awake. I made some food for you, I thought you might be hungry..." She trailed off, presumably walking off to do something in another room. Now noticing the food in question, she began to eat. It wasn't like anything else she had eaten before. Once she finished, she got out of the chair again. She looked around the room she was in. The walls were painted a night-like blue, with little stars scattered across it.
"This is a good color. I like it." Miusaki commented. "Thank you! Did it myself," was the reply from the room over. Out of curiosity, the witch walked to that room. Inside was the older woman stirring a pot. "Uhm... Miss?" Startled, she almost dropped the pot, nearly spilling all its contents. "Gah!" she blurted. "You're lucky I didn't spill this pot all over the room. I've been working on this thing for a long time," the woman said sternly, putting the pot on a table and looking straight at Miusaki with her glazy green eyes.
"...I'm sorry!!" she cried out, trying to hug the ghostly girl, who sidestepped her and retorted, "You better be." She looked back at the pot and went back to stirring it. Seeing nothing else better to do, she walked out of the kitchen, through a hall, and finally took a step outside. The forest hadn't changed. She walked back into the house and found a bedroom. Miusaki laid on the bed, quickly falling asleep...