[At the ruins! Evening! A young vampire emerges quietly from the labyrinth, ignoring the sting of the setting sun. Compared to a week ago, she seems much more subdued - the fire has left her eyes.]

[Saying nothing and paying no attention to who might come across her path, she sets out on foot towards the mansion.]

[It's Flandre! She's been gone for a while.]

[Is that blood.]

I don't want anyone else getting in my way, okay?

I'm going to do whatever I want now. I'll play outside until I feel like stopping.

Not even my sister can stop me.

[If you look closely, in the background of the mirror, you might notice that there's someone else there... no, not ( Read more... )

[Today wasn't really a good day for Fate. Ever since Vivio's announcement, Fate couldn't focus one hundred percent on her search for Flandre. But that didn't mean she was giving up; she kept an eye out for the girl as she flew low over the Gardens, scanning as much of the surrounding forest as she could ( Read more... )

I'm bored.

Everyone is outside, having fun. Something's tied to my leg, but I can't go out and find out what it is. Being inside used to be fun enough, but that was before I knew how fun being outside is.

I want to go outside again.

Thanks to everybody who showed me how to have fun outside, but I'm done now. My sister found out that I was cheating, so I'd better go back inside.

The mansion here isn't nearly as nice as mine, but it'll do for now.

What kinds of games to people play outside?

As long as I can go outside whenever I want, I ought to learn how to enjoy it properly.

[Flandre wakes up first. She doesn't like change on the best of days, and this is already a plenty complicated enough place for her to have to deal with. Which is why she is in the corner of the unlit room, knees up against her chest, peering out at the other unconscious person ( Read more... )

[ Someone's been hiding, just a little bit. Adapting to the disorientation was easy enough, but adapting to... the swarm of people who were only looking out for her proved to be more difficult. Even with Medusa gone... ]

Ah!

[ The dark one bumped into a vine again it seems, broadcasting her lilac-colored head across the network for all to see. ] ( Read more... )

[The mirror opens to a sunny morning, and a girl sitting on the ground. Her wings would probably be reflecting a rainbow of colors in the sunlight if it weren't for the fact that she's sitting under a good-sized parasol - her one actual wish from the stars. It's pink.]

I don't get it.

[She looks around suspiciously at the trees and flowers and ( Read more... )

I think it should be pretty obvious that wishes can't be granted so easily. If you want to solve the incident, just say this:

I wish there were less stars in the sky.

[A shooting star drops a capsule near Flandre. She opens it, revealing it to be empty. Wish granted?]If you say it a hundred thousand times, the sky should be black as night ( Read more... )