[And that is when three strange shadowy shapes seem to appear in the room, and the scent of cookies and tea grow even stronger. The Young Nunnally with the plushie in her hand, however, doesn't seem to think anything is strange at all.]
...Miss Winnie, Miss Mary, Miss Sarah!
[She laughs.]
- See, see? My brother did come for me, after all!
[Lelouch hisses something under his mask, and points his magical gun toward the shadowy figures - He can't quite bring himself to point it at any version of his sister, yet, however.]
[Especially when all his gut instincts are telling him that the girl in front of him is actually some version of his sister, and not just some kind of shapeshifter or illusion-user.]
...Who are they, Binx?
[He hisses, as the shadowy figures chuckle and laugh, still smelling of tea and cakes, oddly enough.]
[The little plushie in Young Nunnally's hand, however, is shifting slightly - It now looks more like a squirrel thing in a little doll dress then a plushie version of the Puella Magi ! Older ! Nunnally.]
[And Lelouch notices this, but does not really feel all that better about things, since the older version of his sister is still nowhere in sight.]
[And so he grits his teeth, and whispers toward Binx - ]
[They don't feel any stronger then the average Familiar, Lelouch thinks - But on the other hand, he has no idea how much he can trust his power sensing abilities at the moment. The squirrel things seemed to be pretty good at hiding themselves, after all - And so was the Younger Nunnally.]
[They probably weren't as powerful as the kind of Witches he usually fought, but they sounded quite nasty enough, he thinks.]
[And then one of the Shadows turned toward Binx, tittering.]
...But you know, Thackery Binx? We weren't always like this - Why, we used to be pretty ordinary people, actually!
[And another one leaned toward him, grinning.]
- Oh, yes - Sure, we sold love spells and curses and told fortunes and all that stuff, but it was almost all stuff we just made up on the fly, you know? People would buy anything if they're desperate enough, really...
[And then the third one twirled around a bit.]
...But one day - One day, we woke up, and the dark magic was flowing all around us - And oh! How happy we were!
- We could get back at them, now, get back at all those stupid townspeople who kept saying nasty things about us even though they came running to us when they wanted a love spell or a curse or some potions...
[And then all three of them started to laugh, eerily. Young Nunnally laughed, too, clapping her hands a bit.]
- See, Miss Winnie, Miss Mary, Miss Sarah? Sometimes, there really are happy endings to some stories, after all!
[And in the meanwhile, the wrapped up bundle has fallen to the floor as Lelouch tries to shoot at the Shadows again!]
...Brother! Mr Cat! Somebody, get me out of here, darn it!
[The dolls says - And now it's starting to look like the Older Nunnally, too, though Binx probably wouldn't be able to see her while she's still all wrapped up like that.]
[Aand now, the little bundle has ended up right under Binx!]
[The older Nunnally somehow manages to crawl out of it, shaking her head - And yes, she really does look like a plushie version of her Puella Magi self now, costume, pink energy knives and all.]
...Mr Cat?
[She says, sounding very frazzled indeed.]
...Why are you so - so big???
[And in the meanwhile, the ghostly Emily is facepalming up a storm. Good grief!]
[And then, the ghostly Emily takes a deep breath, and makes a cold breeze blow over Binx.]
(Thackery Binx, wake uuup!)
[And on the other hand, the Puella Magi ! Older Nunnally, currently still looking like a plushie, has managed at long last to crawl out of the bundle she was in.]
...Oh, great - So I'm a stuffed doll, now?
[She mutters, and then grins as she manages to create one of her pink energy knives, anyway.]
- Oh, well - At least I'm not utterly helpless, even like this, it seems!
[And in the meanwhile, Lelouch is still trying to shoot at the three Sanderson sisters. This is rather hard to do, as they've started to hide behind the younger Nunnally on the bed.]
...Oh, Brother. Please, do stop shooting at my friends - That's not nice at all!
[The younger Nunnally pouts.]
[And in the meanwhile, the older Nunnally, still a plushie, has now managed to crawl up to Binx's nose.]
...Wakey wakey, Mr Cat!
[She says, and tries to poke at his nose, while Emily drifts closer to him.]
(...Oh, Thackery...Please wake up. I need you...And so do your other friends!)
[The older Nunnally, still a plushie, grins as he wakes up.]
- Darn right it's me, Mr Cat!
[And the ghostly Emily looks much happier, too, and claps her hands.]
(...Thackery! You're awake again!)
[She then looks at the three Sanderson sisters, and bites her lip.]
(Big Brother - Can you tell what the witches - What the Sanderson's magical focuses are? They probably need something to anchor themselves to this reality with, to use that much power...)
[And then, she ducks as Winnie grins, and starts throwing some things in Lelouch's direction, cackling! They look like little teapackets, except that they're practically plastered with dark energies. Lelouch deflects most of the handily, but one of them land right near where Binx, the older Nunnally, and Emily are now, The older Nunnally stares at the dark writhing thing on the floor, and carefully tugs Binx away from it, grimacing.]
...Oh, for the love of St Darwin...
[She groans, brushing dark energy strands off herself...]
**Thackery was not expecting to be hidden from the packets, but better safe than sorry!, as he pokes his head out from his Nunnally, sniffing the nearby packet as it explodes!**
{Ahahahaa! Thou haven't changed a bit, Thackery Binx!}
[The ghostly Emily, on the other hand, has taken a deep breath, and has started to march toward the witches.]
(...How dare you!)
...How dare we what?
[One of the Sanderson sisters laugh.]
- So we're witches, now, just like in the stories! Well, that was what everybody wanted, right?
[And so did another one.]
...You know, I always wondered just who it was, who gave that stupid girl ideas like that. She wasn't really imaginative enough to come up with it on her own, I don't think - The Sanderson sisters are so creepy, they really should be witches, just like in those old stories??? I mean, who actually makes Wishes like that? Most people ask for eternal youth, or bags of gold, or things that are actually useful - Not to turn other people into witches!
[And the third one came up to Emily, sniggering.]
...So what about you, Emily? Smart Emily, cute Emily, Emily who was so good at telling the little children stories...
[And then, all three of them looked at her, sneering, while ghostly Emily bit her lip.]
- So how many of those stories were about us, eh? Blaming us for every little bit of bad luck that came to the village, each and every one!
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...Miss Winnie, Miss Mary, Miss Sarah!
[She laughs.]
- See, see? My brother did come for me, after all!
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**Thackery backs up behind Lelouch, hissing under his helm**
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[Especially when all his gut instincts are telling him that the girl in front of him is actually some version of his sister, and not just some kind of shapeshifter or illusion-user.]
...Who are they, Binx?
[He hisses, as the shadowy figures chuckle and laugh, still smelling of tea and cakes, oddly enough.]
[The little plushie in Young Nunnally's hand, however, is shifting slightly - It now looks more like a squirrel thing in a little doll dress then a plushie version of the Puella Magi ! Older ! Nunnally.]
[And Lelouch notices this, but does not really feel all that better about things, since the older version of his sister is still nowhere in sight.]
[And so he grits his teeth, and whispers toward Binx - ]
- Tell me. Please.
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"Oh, come now, Thackery! Is that any way to treat a friend?"
Friend?! You murdered me!
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[Lelouch mumbles for a moment, but then, turns his attention back to Young Nunnally and the dark shadows.]
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[They don't feel any stronger then the average Familiar, Lelouch thinks - But on the other hand, he has no idea how much he can trust his power sensing abilities at the moment. The squirrel things seemed to be pretty good at hiding themselves, after all - And so was the Younger Nunnally.]
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"And we'd do it again, if you hadn't meddled!"
You killed my sister...and cursed me to be a black cat for the rest of eternity, until Max set my soul free!
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[They probably weren't as powerful as the kind of Witches he usually fought, but they sounded quite nasty enough, he thinks.]
[And then one of the Shadows turned toward Binx, tittering.]
...But you know, Thackery Binx? We weren't always like this - Why, we used to be pretty ordinary people, actually!
[And another one leaned toward him, grinning.]
- Oh, yes - Sure, we sold love spells and curses and told fortunes and all that stuff, but it was almost all stuff we just made up on the fly, you know? People would buy anything if they're desperate enough, really...
[And then the third one twirled around a bit.]
...But one day - One day, we woke up, and the dark magic was flowing all around us - And oh! How happy we were!
- We could get back at them, now, get back at all those stupid townspeople who kept saying nasty things about us even though they came running to us when they wanted a love spell or a curse or some potions...
[And then all three of them started to laugh, eerily. Young Nunnally laughed, too, clapping her hands a bit.]
- See, Miss Winnie, Miss Mary, Miss Sarah? Sometimes, there really are happy endings to some stories, after all!
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[The shadows don't like it, and retreat to the other side of the room, muttering to themselves.]
- What a rude boy, shooting at us like this...
...But what else could we expect from a friend of Thackery Binx, anyway?
[And in the meanwhile...]
[The little packet in which Lelouch had wrapped up the little doll they got in the first room has started to wriggle.]
...Somebody...Get me out of here...
[And yes, it does sound like the Older Nunnally they came here with. Binx may also be able to tell that it's vibes match the older version, too.]
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...Brother! Mr Cat! Somebody, get me out of here, darn it!
[The dolls says - And now it's starting to look like the Older Nunnally, too, though Binx probably wouldn't be able to see her while she's still all wrapped up like that.]
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Nun..Nunnally?
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[The Nunnally doll groans, making the bundle flop about.]
[And that is when there is a slight shimmering in the air.]
[The ghost of a girl is starting to appear in front of Binx, looking very sad indeed.]
[And yes, it's Emily - Or somebody that looks a lot like her, anyway...]
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**the cat freezes upon seeing the ghost of his sister**
E..Emily..!?
"Thackery!"
**THUD!!!**
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[The older Nunnally somehow manages to crawl out of it, shaking her head - And yes, she really does look like a plushie version of her Puella Magi self now, costume, pink energy knives and all.]
...Mr Cat?
[She says, sounding very frazzled indeed.]
...Why are you so - so big???
[And in the meanwhile, the ghostly Emily is facepalming up a storm. Good grief!]
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(Thackery Binx, wake uuup!)
[And on the other hand, the Puella Magi ! Older Nunnally, currently still looking like a plushie, has managed at long last to crawl out of the bundle she was in.]
...Oh, great - So I'm a stuffed doll, now?
[She mutters, and then grins as she manages to create one of her pink energy knives, anyway.]
- Oh, well - At least I'm not utterly helpless, even like this, it seems!
[She laughs...]
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...Oh, Brother. Please, do stop shooting at my friends - That's not nice at all!
[The younger Nunnally pouts.]
[And in the meanwhile, the older Nunnally, still a plushie, has now managed to crawl up to Binx's nose.]
...Wakey wakey, Mr Cat!
[She says, and tries to poke at his nose, while Emily drifts closer to him.]
(...Oh, Thackery...Please wake up. I need you...And so do your other friends!)
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Well, that certainly woke him up! He then mumbles under his breath as he slowly wakes up**
Nunnally? Emily?
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- Darn right it's me, Mr Cat!
[And the ghostly Emily looks much happier, too, and claps her hands.]
(...Thackery! You're awake again!)
[She then looks at the three Sanderson sisters, and bites her lip.]
(Big Brother - Can you tell what the witches - What the Sanderson's magical focuses are? They probably need something to anchor themselves to this reality with, to use that much power...)
[And then, she ducks as Winnie grins, and starts throwing some things in Lelouch's direction, cackling! They look like little teapackets, except that they're practically plastered with dark energies. Lelouch deflects most of the handily, but one of them land right near where Binx, the older Nunnally, and Emily are now, The older Nunnally stares at the dark writhing thing on the floor, and carefully tugs Binx away from it, grimacing.]
...Oh, for the love of St Darwin...
[She groans, brushing dark energy strands off herself...]
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**Thackery was not expecting to be hidden from the packets, but better safe than sorry!, as he pokes his head out from his Nunnally, sniffing the nearby packet as it explodes!**
{Ahahahaa! Thou haven't changed a bit, Thackery Binx!}
{Brother!!!}
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[Nunnally looks at him in alarm.]
[The ghostly Emily, on the other hand, has taken a deep breath, and has started to march toward the witches.]
(...How dare you!)
...How dare we what?
[One of the Sanderson sisters laugh.]
- So we're witches, now, just like in the stories! Well, that was what everybody wanted, right?
[And so did another one.]
...You know, I always wondered just who it was, who gave that stupid girl ideas like that. She wasn't really imaginative enough to come up with it on her own, I don't think - The Sanderson sisters are so creepy, they really should be witches, just like in those old stories??? I mean, who actually makes Wishes like that? Most people ask for eternal youth, or bags of gold, or things that are actually useful - Not to turn other people into witches!
[And the third one came up to Emily, sniggering.]
...So what about you, Emily? Smart Emily, cute Emily, Emily who was so good at telling the little children stories...
[And then, all three of them looked at her, sneering, while ghostly Emily bit her lip.]
- So how many of those stories were about us, eh? Blaming us for every little bit of bad luck that came to the village, each and every one!
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Leave her alone!
**Slowly, Thackery gets up to his feet, legs weakly shaking, as he groaned**
((I'm SO tempted to bring Luna in here, just to throw off the spirit!Witches...))
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Ask, and thy shall receive! XD
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