Thirty-Second Entry

[hazelrink]

[Action]

[SO EVERYONE. Did you know Charlotte has a best friend? Her name is vanhossen and even though she's been derping for a while, now that everything is more or less resolved and things are mostly returned to normal her and Charlotte are hitting the town. Charlotte's planning to help the girl meet all of her friends and besides that just spend the

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[there_were_none]

[Somewhere around House 44, Charle seems to be attacked by a small facehugger.

This is how Flandre says hello.]

Hello, Charlotte!

[That's another way.]

See order above yerp

[hazelrink]

[...! Llol Silvie don't overreact plz]

Hi Flandre!

[vanhossen]

[ WILD CHILD, alarms are blaring -- wait, she's seen this girl before, and Charlotte is behaving casually.

There's a faint "eh" from Sylvia, which is totally a graceful reaction. Facehugging is so intimate . . . ! But then again, this is a little girl. Oh, how wrong she is. ]

[there_were_none]

[Flandre looks like a child, acts like a child, and is older than most families put together for a few generations.

And she's looking at you, Sylvia.]

Hello.

[...she almost sorta remembers you! Just. Not your name, sorry.]

[hazelrink]

This is my best friend, Silvie.

[Because that's the question here, right?]

[vanhossen]

. . . from the hot springs.

[ There, realization dawned. She regains her bearings, and hopefully what grace she lost in that moment of confusion. ]

Hello.

[there_were_none]

Oh.

[Well, that mostly explained it. Flandre had kept to herself, then. Large (meaning greater than two) groups of people made her nervous. And she really wasn't in any mental state to socialize then.]

I don't remember you very much.

[...still clinging to Charlotte's head, yes. No one's told her to move yet!]

[hazelrink]

[It's okay she doesn't weigh all that much. Charlotte pauses though.... hmm]

...Maybe you should get down?

[vanhossen]

Understandable. I didn't leave much of an impression then.

[ . . . And she nods at Charlotte's suggestion. Maybe you should get down, Flandre. ]

[there_were_none]

[Maybe she should do this thing. Flandre seems to chirp, and flaps her small feathery wings even though she doesn't really need them to flutter off of Charlotte's face.

The little vampire is still floating around at eye level, though! She's...really short otherwise, okay.]

[hazelrink]

So, what were you going to do today?

[Let's start a conversation, yerp :|b]

[vanhossen]

[ Well, that's one way of keeping it at eye level with a little girl. She nods along to Charlotte's question in hopes of getting a conversation going. More verbal, less physical, let's get it rolling. ]

[there_were_none]

I was going to get a present for Remi!

...but Meiling is sleeping again and I want to surprise Remi but I'm not supposed to leave the house by myself.

[hazelrink]

You aren't? [she actually didn't know that]

[vanhossen]

It makes sense. A child shouldn't be allowed to roam on her own. [ Except, you know, Flandre's not really a kid. Just mentally. ]

[there_were_none]

[Flandre puffs up a little, and makes that grumbly protesting noise again. But she's a big girl!

...that doesn't even crack four feet. If that. She is...very small.]

Remi doesn't want me to.