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There is a flash of light. Small, quick, probably no one noticed it.
"What...."
But, if you happened to have noticed, where the light flashed, there are now, for some reason, two little pale feet peeking out from two legs of a pair of light purple pajama pants.
"....Um...."
There are two little white hands splayed on the bar floor, currently drawing back under two light purple pajama sleeves.
"....When did... I..."
There is an eight... [or nine?] year old little girl sitting dumbfounded on the floor of the bar at the end of the universe. A second ago she sat on a bed in a house in Tokyo. And her dark hair sweeps away from her face, revealing an expression of confusion... fitting. Hotaru blinks, and, too surprised to move, just sits and says,
"How did I get put into Milliways....?"
[ OOM: of possible interest, to singer/songwriters]
"What...."
But, if you happened to have noticed, where the light flashed, there are now, for some reason, two little pale feet peeking out from two legs of a pair of light purple pajama pants.
"....Um...."
There are two little white hands splayed on the bar floor, currently drawing back under two light purple pajama sleeves.
"....When did... I..."
There is an eight... [or nine?] year old little girl sitting dumbfounded on the floor of the bar at the end of the universe. A second ago she sat on a bed in a house in Tokyo. And her dark hair sweeps away from her face, revealing an expression of confusion... fitting. Hotaru blinks, and, too surprised to move, just sits and says,
"How did I get put into Milliways....?"
[ OOM: of possible interest, to singer/songwriters]