"And I am personally so proud to have had such a bright student in my class." Accord gave her speech at the mock graduation of Silvana Pierrot. Though, for everybody body not named Silvana, Accord, and Popoi, this graduation was the real deal. "Even if she started daydreaming a lot more by the end of it."

"I blame the Vibby!" Sil tried to distract from that.

'Hmm…' Klug didn't know what to think. 'I am incomprehensively smarter than Silvana. How come she gets to graduate early when she missed School most of her life? Her world's standards of graduation magic school must be baloney…' That said, Klug didn't begrudge her. She was a brilliant spell caster. If anyone here deserved to graduate early in this class. It's Klug. Followed by Silvana. (Then Lidelle, Amitie, Sig, Raffine.) … 'This is nothing like a conventional graduation. This is so informal. What's going on here?'

Lidelle just sat quietly and smiled. Happy that something in her funny friend's personal life went right for once.

"Omigoshomigoshonigosh!" Amitie was so proud of her. Surely Amitie Pierrose will get where Silvana is now someday. Sig was proud too. But he held Amitie in place.

Raffine couldn't care less. 'I'm missing valuable study time… Should've brought my nail polish, or a book. Can this go any slower? This is a clown's graduation for crying out loud! Why isn't this entertaining at the least? She can't even do her job right. I hope that license is invalid. If I can't ever get it, neither should she! Wait… Is this a mock graduation?' A light bulb went off. 'Accord's doing this to preserve Silvana's feelings! What a coward. Be a lady and own up to your faults.' Raffine subconsciously held her Chi [Ki]-to-mana converting pouch. 'Well, at least I can take solace in that have to ever see her mask on her again beyond the advertising and press printing.'

"…miss me. I'll pop up as your gym teacher from time to time."

"M*RD*!"

Everyone stared at Raffine. Cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

"Did… Anyone of you hear that weird bird?" Raffine looked at the sky.

Silvana smugly chuckled. "I'm gonna miss that."

Accord gave Silvana her genuine diploma as proof of what she has done. And then her fake license. Rather obviously only showed off the diploma.

"Wow. This could be mine someday." Amitie stared it. Lidelle shook her hand. Klug scanned the laminated diploma. Sig and Sil hugged. Raffine remained seated where her butt was safe from the popular opinion.

"Are you going to Magic College, Miss Sil?" Lidelle asked.

"And move away from, Primp? I don't wanna move the Circus to Zeri. I love this li'l podunk town." She roped in her other friends in with her hug with Sig. Even Klug. "Magically, I'm good enough not to need college. Right, Accord?"

"That's right. She can spellcraft anything she needs to and learn it in a flash."

"See? I'm gonna stay in Primp. Hey, who wants to join me for some delis-"

"This license is fake!" All attention was put on a stunned silent Klug who somehow got his hands on Silvana's "magic license".

Chapter 65: Good-Bye Classmates

"Professor Accord! What has Silvana done to deserve this? You're doing this harlequin a great disservice!"

"Yeah, why did you do this."
"It's okay, Sil. You're still smart to me."
"Miss Sil deserves it."
"Feh." *Smirks*

"Kidd-"

"Don't you "Kiddies" us, Professor! You better not pull this stunt on everyone else but Raffine!"
"How'd!?-"
"Tell us! I demand to know."

Sil had to admit. While she suspected this would be the reaction (minus Klug leading the charge), it was sweet to see it in action. 'I'm truly loved.' She smiled with her eyes closed and her mouth wide open.

"Eh… Kiddies, you must know if I had my way. Silvana could've gone to a university."

"Then why isn't she?"
"Yeah!"

'So nice to see Klug having a spine~ Go, Sis!'

"Back off, Kittens! This is beyond meowur control." Popoi flailed his arms.

"Professor how… How could you?" Lidelle scolded. A bit heartbroken for Sil, Lidelle had put herself in the Clown's shoe.

Sig stood by Sil and kept an arm wrapped around her.

"Kiddies. Trust me. I would never do it by choice like this."

Accord felt so awkward. At this point, she's in an unfamiliar position. She could not just flip the situation around. Turn the tables. She hadn't considered Klug's astuteness. What now… There's some pressure put on her.

"Fufufu~" Silvana chuckled. "Guys!" She got their attention. "I've known for months. I had plenty of time to come to terms with it."

"B-But-"
"Sil, your magi-"
"But how, sis-"

"Ehppepepep. Magic's important to me. But it's not going to do me any good on my road to pacifism now, will it? You see these finely toned legs? These arms?" Sil playfully flexed even if you could barely see them through her loose sleeves. "I can lift anyone of of you guys with reletive ease. These babies serve me better than magic will in the Circus. Plus we have magicians. My mana being limited to personal and defensive use ain't the end of the world, do you understand?" Sil handed over her school license to Professor Accord via Popoi's mouth without any problems. She even struck a little pose as if to say 'See?'

But it became apparent to her that nobody understood it. Klug and Raffine, in particular, seemed very offended.

The rest of her former classmates were in deep thought. Sure there were unlucky folks who weren't born with mana but to come out of School. Having all the skills most magicians would blush at and having it rendered illegal if caught using it… They only wish that on dangers on society.

"I guess you don't… I was gonna invite you all to go celebrate at Smile Curry, even you, Feeny. So leave poor Accord alone. And I'll let you guys go. If you promise to drop this issue like we promised to drop the Vibitia thing."

"Oh!" Lidelle interrupted for a moment to hand Sil a fax.

*Reading* 'Great… Vibby learned a new profanity.' It always felt wrong reading it in Amitie's voice. "Thanks…" She tucked the fax in her inside pocket. "Now. Want some of the best Curries this town has to offer? And drop the issue? Maybe?"

"Look. If Accord says I can't then I can't."
"But-"
"No buts! Unlike literally anything else, she was actually upfront with me about this! It was all to protect you more than it was to give me closure! We knew you'd overreact about this!"

"Why are you ineligible, if you don't mind me asking?" Raffine inquired.

"…... " Silvana readjusted her mask as Klug would to his glasses. "Now that… It's about as private as my face."

"So you can tell me, Sis?"
"Uhm… Sil?"
"I-I know your face."

"…More folks than I'd like know…" 'Why couldn't my defect be the fac- Ow…' "Anyone who wants a free meal on me, follow me."

Surprisingly, Raffine joined them as well.

"Silvana."
"Uh, what's up, Accord?"
"Silvana. I want you to know you're a good kid."
"Oh, thanks." Sil smiled.

If Accord had delivered it any other way, Silvana would've deflected it. But she managed to reach the primal form of Silvana. The child inside her. It's something she'd loved to have heard back then. Before she existed, and even a little after.

"And don't forget to keep that pin close for good luck." Accord tapped it with her wand. "Akuma, Lemres and I worked hard on it."

"Really? Them too? Then it's gotta be good." She held it. "Well… Bye, Professor." Sil said as if this is good-bye. She still had her music lessons and a lot of visits in the future. "Thanks for the good times and pointless fetch quests." It was a good-bye to Accord, her teacher.

Accord giggled. "It was my pleasure."

"Stay strong, drink your milk, meow!"

*At Smile Curry…*

"You…"

"Silvana…"

"Oh. Silvana…" Nicholi voiced concern, seeing the two at the same time in the restaurant. "And you brought friends too. And a lot of them… I'm afraid I still have to follow the rules." If Arle entered first, she has dibs. If Silvana did she had dibs. "I'm sorry."

"What. Can you please make an exception this time? Please? I invited everyone to promise them to shut up about my graduation."

"Oh. You graduated?" Nicholi was surprised.

"Congrats." Arle said half half-hearted. And by that I mean… It's more optimistic than it seemed.
"Gu~"

"So can we please just eat here? They're all paying customers by proxy."

The greed factor didn't faze Nicholi. "I'd gladly grant you that for your accomplishment. Buuut… You gotta get Arle's okay."

"Well?" Sil turned and tapped her foot. But the joke's on her! She was already standing up.

"Sure. Congrats, again."
"Gu gu-gu~"

"Yes. You better. I got my diploma!"
"But she didn't get her magic license."
"Shut up, Raffine! She doesn't need to know!"

Nicholi got on edge seeing the animosity rise again.

"Huh." 'Magic Licence? You need a license to use magic?' "Uh… Nicholi. Can I borrow this plate so I can finish it up across the street?"

"As long as you bring it back, then go ahead."

"Will do. Bye, guys!"
"Gu."
"Oh, before I forget." Arle dug into her mailbag. "A package for you, Silvana."

Sil silently took it.

"Now." Nicholi smiled. He handed his guests the menu. "Welcome to Smile Curry, may I take your order?" He asked returning customers.

"Whatever I had last time, I guess." Sig said and Nicholi wrote down.

"I'll try the mildly spicy chicken." Amitie asked Nicholi took note.

"Nick. This'll be my massive cheat day. Gimme three plates of my three favorite flavors at. Their. SPICIEST!" Nicholi widened his eyes so much they opened for once.

"Alright. And you three?" Raffine, Klug, and Lidelle needed to think about it. "Alright. I'll be back."

"Three plates, Sis?"
"Yes, Ammy. Something wrong?"
"No. You eat too many healthy things."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Your waist is a twig, Sil. It's that thin."

"My corset hurts whenever I have to pretend to be Pierrot." Not Amitie's Pierrose. Amitie as Sil's Pierrot.

"The suit just makes me look that thin. Maybe you should eat less sweets, Ammy."

Everyone else was wise to stay out of this ongoing conversation.

Sil opened the package, just to see what it was. It was another box. But more colorful. There was a letter attached. She privately read it.

I heard you're graduating. Congrats, man. If you're interested in higher learning... You're always welcome at Zeri North College. If you think you can be away from your friends for a while. I remember your last stay.

I've made some sugar-free Candies for you. And hoo boy, was that a challenge I'm not willing to try again. But good on you for being dedicated to being fit. I hope you don't like them enough so you won't want more from me, if I may be honest.

The Comet Warlock, Lemres
P.S. Not having much luck with your request since we met up -_-'

"Pfft. Lemres doesn't know I'm not going to College, can you believe that? Hahaaa."

Nobody found it a joking matter. It became very awkward at the table. Sig even gave her an ill-placed comforting hug.

"C'mon. If you can't laugh it off, what are you supposed to do? Sheesh." 'Best to avoid the topic at all costs it would seem…' "Thanks, Klug." Pierrot pulled out a novel for the wait time.

"What did I do?"

"You should know… I would've called you my hero too… Not even as a joke. Unironically." She pouted.

Raffine smirked at Klug's slightly guilty face.

Nicholi came back. "Curry isn't done yet. Arle and Silvana's confrontation made me forget to ask for drinks."

"S-Sorry…"

"What would you kids like?" Nicholi took out his notepad.

"Strawbery lemonade, I-If you pl-please."
"Cola!"
"What Amitie is heaving."
"Mmmilk."

"I'll have a quarter glass of red wine." Sil said surprising everyone. Even Sig and Nicholi, though less so. "I'm a grown woman now in my world." She shrugged. "Might as well be."

"Are you now." Raffine stated not in the form of a question.

"I don't know. I was a homeless orphan. Studying anything but magic wasn't important. Let alone laws." 'Oops. I made them look again.' "Red """lemonade""" please." She winked.

Nicholi wrinkled his lips. "I don't think I can sell you that in good conscience at the moment, Silvana. I can give you an ice-cold glass of water."

Silvana grumbled. 'Guess I'll get bubbly at home. When I really need it too, why would you guys deny a little fun when some fun's been restricted?'

"Sil…" Sig got closer. Making the clown smile.

"And you what do you want?" Nicholi politely pointed to Raffine.

"I'll have some wine. I am a lady and rich." Raffine sold like a sales pitch. Everyone only raised an eyebrow to her.

"She's sixteen." Silvana made sure Raffine got buzzkilled. And she felt it.

"I'll give you the fanciest non-alcoholic beverage we have."

"Mrrrrrr."

"Settled on the curry you want?" Everyone answered. "Done, done and done. Thank. Please be patient. We only have two people on staff today, including myself."

"Wine, Silvana?" Klug asked.

"I drank wine since I was a kid. Wine and Sake. It's properties over there made it a cheap way to replenish mana. Don't try. Doesn't work here. Must be a recipe difference."

"Oh. Can I try some of that wine, Sis?"

"AMMY!"
"AMITIE!"
"No way!"/"No!"
"Raffine and I are not good examples!"
"Yes! Silvana is not a good example, don't drink for your sake!"

"Okay…"

"We're more mature."
"Well one of us is. And it's certainly not the clown."

"Okay, can you two please stop bickering?" Amitie raised her voice at her Sister and Ex.

"S-Sorry."
"Sorry…"

Klug could never get enough amusement of how Amitie still had some sway over Raffine even after the breakup.

*Slap*
"EEEYOWOWOW!"
"Wounds are still fresh, you cur." She whispered.


"Wait. You bribed the mayor?"

"Of course I have. It's so transparent. You think a traveling circus would move already. It's a good thing nobody misses the open field now known as Circus Square."

"That's illegal! It has to be!" Klug stood his ground.

"Not really, pleaded on his soft side. And it wasn't so much bribing as mush as I asked nicely. I said I finally wanted to settle down in a town. Making friends at my age. Finding new employees. You know. I was warped to a new world all of a sudden without any crew. I really needed it. And now I own the piece of land my stuff's on."

"I see… I still say that's illegal."

"It isn't." Raffine stated. "She asked nicely and the old-timer agreed. And he isn't corrupt, just out of touch at best. There have to be strings attached to it, right?"

"Yeah. I made the agreement my circus could host various other events I know you guys enjoy. The concerts, other Circuses, tournaments. And it all worked out. I'm a permanent resident. I just happened to have Credits in my hand. And it works out. I'll be a historic figure next generation. I have established Primp's amusement center, and a good thing too. If I didn't I'd be hurting for job opportunities with my limited magic use dammit I did it again…" Sil slumped in her chair. Sig dug his spoon in Sil's curry and put it in front of her mouth. She grinned. "Pffft. This is happening?" She snickered. "Okay."

Klug and Raffine were a bit miffed at the 'Historic' comment. Amitie would've been too but she's more likely to get in if Sil did.


"Really? You guys should've known already. I'm not exactly human."

"We figured! But what in Hell's darkest pits are you exactly Amethyst spawn?"

"A magician never tells her secrets, Feenie." Silvana replied cheekily. "That's common sense. Just like how a lady would not ever squeeze the info out of Ammy instead."

"Mrrrr… Not all ladies, ever heard of a femme fatale?"

"Oh, that archetype?" Silvana rarely liked those types in novels. "Wait, are you planning to seduce the info out of Ammy? Filth." Everyone else at the table sans the more sympathetic Amitie agreed.

"That's not what I meant!"

"C'mon guys that's what she meant." Amitie defended her Ex. "Though, eh… If not, I'm flattered. B-But I have a boyfriend now."

"I SAID THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT!"


"You've been so quiet, Baby." Sil addressed space-y friend while everyone else was occupied by everyone else. The clown muzzled her bug-catcher. "Something bugging you?"

"Are you really happy not being allowed to use magic?"
"Not when you word it like that. But it's not the end of the world."
"Are you sure?"
"I wouldn't lie to you about that."

"Won't this cause problems with Arle?"
"That's the second reason I'm becoming a pacifist."
"What are your reasons?"
"1) The tower, it messed me up too much, 2) Arle, 3) I wasn't getting my license anyway."

"Sig. Please for your sake. Get your license. Go to college if you can. I want you to do well."
"But I'll be away from you…"
"Fufufu~ Is that a tacit admission? ❤"
"What is?"
"Uh… Nevermind…" Sil put her hand on her mask's mouth, made a kissing noise, and placed the hand on Sig.

"…Sil… You're two years older."

"We know this. Yes. I-Is this bugging you now? Now?"

Sig slowly nodded once.

"Now that you're out of school It'll be more obvious that you're two years ahead. I'm worried what other people will say. It'll ruin your reputation."

"You're having a moment of lucidity aren't you?" Sig nodded in response. Sil sensed it. She hugged him. It's rarely ever done the boy any good to start worrying while being more lucid. He told her once that he was very lucid when she ate his food… She'd be a hypocrite to tell him to toughen up. Or at least feel like one. "Let's continue our agreement to not worry about. And if not we'll pretend I'm your age if it does bother folks."

All and all, despite it starting awkward. Silvana did have some fun. Fun with her former classmates while treating them still like classmates while having the greatest dinner she had in a while.

~The End of Act 3, Congratulations, Silvana~

Author's Notes:

Yeah. This project is bigger than it's got the right to be. Act 6 is a distinct possibility

I'm making the self-parody chapter and then I (Keyword:) intend to lay this fic to rest for a while. Kinda a shame. Some chapters will still take place in the summer. But I really wanna focus on other stuff again.

I have a joke question for you all. For the next acts. Should I make a new fic called: Silvana, FCtC Z?

Next up: Silvana, From Clone to Clown Act 3 in short