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[dreadof]

Heh, thought I lost this stupid thing for a while. Aah, not like I need the old man getting on my case for more reasons.

[A few random, meaningless scribbles here and there, almost as if he's trying the journal out.]

I'm still not getting what's so special about these journals, since there's no reason to believe that they're magical just because

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[justbelieveinit]

Uu! They are magic, they are!

[dreadof]

O-oh, come on Maria, I'm sure that there has to be a way to explain how this happens.

[justbelieveinit]

There is, uu! Battler just doesn't believe! Uu- uu!

[dreadof]

. . .

[Battler isn't like Erika as cruel as to make Maria angry, so he'll just retreat for now]

Ha ha, sorry there, Maria! I was just pulling your leg there! Of course I believe.

[justbelieveinit]

... Uu... you mean it?

[dreadof]

Yeah!

[Except not really.]

So! What's up Maria? Doing anything for Christmas?

[justbelieveinit]

I am, I am~ Maria's going to help Mama decorate the whole house and make cookies for Santa, uu- uu~!

[Unless any last-minute business trips pop up, of course...]

[dreadof]

Ihihi! Make sure to make those cookies really good so that Santa will want to bring you lots of presents.

[justbelieveinit]

Uu! Maria's making them with Mama, uu~ Will definitely be the best! And will make lots and lots, uu, so Maria's friends can have some too!

[dreadof]

That's good, that's good! Hope you make me some, cause I will want to taste those delicious cookies of yours!