[A girl with long black hair is slowly sitting on a bench in the park, taking out her headband and slowly holding out a long red ribbon in it's place. Her face is blank, but her lip trembles, as she begins to tie the ribbon into her hair, her fingers trembling a little]
[in another place, a girl with pink hair is also in the park, watching a little
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she couldn't speak to her. after all, she didn't exist. homura wasn't supposed to remember her -- though the hope that she believed in, the one that made her wish that she was, and that her friend, her very best friend would remember her --
it was all that mattered.
"don't forget," she told herself, without speaking... "someone is always fighting for you."
however, she had to. she had a physical form, and she was here, now -- even though she was supposed to be making it so that witches would no longer exist for all eternity --
and she only said one word, and one alone. ]
Homura-chan.
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Of course I will.
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[she holds out her pinky]
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If you break the promise, I'll make you drink 1,000 needles.
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