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[CHALLENGE 253] Not What You Need, But It's Nice [Magical Girl Raising Project]
Title: Not What You Need, But It's Nice
Fandom: Magical Girl Raising Project
Pairing: Bluebell Candy/Princess Deluge
Rating: T+
Prompt: 253 - Care
Word Count: 1075
Summary: Princess Deluge runs out of her special medicine and de-transforms back into Nami Aoki. Bluebell is determined to take care of her until they can get more medicine for Nami.
Notes: Spoilers for Magical Girl Raising Project: JOKERS and ACES.
The magical girl Princess Deluge’s medicine had run out and left the human Nami Aoki in its wake. And if Deluge was a wreck, then Nami was a disaster.
When transformed, magical girls, even artificial ones like the Pure Elements, were much more durable in both mind and body alike. So even Princess Deluge, who suffered unbelievable mental anguish daily, was not as terribly off as she could have been.
When there was no more of her medicine, Deluge was forced to face her trauma as Nami for a day.
It wasn’t as though Deluge didn’t spend time as Nami anymore. Nami still had parents, still had a home, and she couldn’t be Princess Deluge when she was around them. However, she began to spend less and less time around them over the last few weeks. She’d already forfeited returning to school where she’d met Prism Cherry — no, where she’d met her classmate, Sakura, and dragged her into the mess that became her death. It was too painful to remain as Nami, so she used her medicine to transform into Princess Deluge more often. She also stayed at Bluebell Candy’s place in the Land of Magic more often, too.
That’s why her medicine had run dry.
She hadn’t thought to tell Bluebell about her lack of medicine. Life was a blur nowadays, a haze of sadness and anger that Deluge could not see the end of, and many things escaped her mind. The shortage of her medicine was just another one of those things.
Bluebell was shocked when she happened upon Nami, who should have been Princess Deluge, in her house one day. It wasn’t the first time that Bluebell had seen Nami, but her human form certainly wasn’t the guest that Bluebell came home to every day, either.
“Deluge?” Bluebell questioned in the doorway, her gloved hands curled around the door frame. “Why aren’t you transformed?”
After the question left her mouth, Bluebell must have gotten paranoid, because she slipped inside of her house and closed the door hurriedly. She pressed her back to it and looked at Nami, who was sitting on the clean floor with her legs crossed.
“...I ran out of medicine,” Nami said, sniffing once. Her nose was a little runny. Was it because of withdrawal? That medicine had been in her body ever since she became one of the Pure Elements. It could have also been that she was truthfully resisting the urge to cry with all of the emotions that assaulted her at once.
Bluebell’s eyes became as wide as dinner plates. From the look on her face, Nami would have thought that she told Bluebell something terrible.
Does she feel guilty? She’s always looking at me with those eyes.
“I’m so sorry!” Bluebell said as she rushed over to Deluge’s side. She immediately crouched onto her knees, letting them sink into the carpet’s plushness. She did not blame Nami for not telling her, but instead blamed herself. That was just like Bluebell to do. “Deluge, I didn’t notice that you ran out of your medicine… it’s my responsibility to take care of you, and yet I carelessly went to work while you had to suffer here at home…”
“I’m fine,” Nami said in a disgruntled tone of voice. She shoved Bluebell off of her shoulder, ignoring the pit of guilt that swarmed in her stomach for doing so when Bluebell was clearly concerned about her. “It’s not that big of a deal anyways.”
“That’s not true!” Bluebell insisted. She acted unphased about the way Nami had pushed her. Nami wondered if Bluebell truly brushed it off, or if it hurt her on the inside. It’s probably the latter, Nami acknowledged but made no effort to mend. Bluebell’s hand traveled underneath Nami’s bangs and felt the skin there. “You’re clammy… and your eyes are glassy, too…”
Nami did not shove her off this time, even if she felt annoyed that Bluebell had looked so closely at her that she could tell Nami was emotional and under the weather.
Bluebell wrapped her hands around Nami’s waist and began to hoist her up. Nami was fine with letting Bluebell support her completely, since Nami was only a human, and Bluebell had a magical girl’s strength on her side.
“You’ll have to wait until tomorrow for me to get more medicine,” Bluebell told her regretfully. Nami wondered in the back of her head how Bluebell obtained her medicine in the first place. Wasn’t it only Professor Tanaka that distributed them, when all of the Pure Elements were alive and together? “Is that okay?”
“Yeah.” Nami answered coldly. “It’s not like we can force it to be any faster.”
Without a word to refute her, Bluebell guided Nami all the way to the couch. She lowered Nami down onto the plush cushions and then covered her body up with a blanket that was resting on its arm. Despite this being a house in the Land of Magic, that of which belonged to a magical girl, it was strangely human in decoration.
Nami did not thank her.
Bluebell didn’t seem phased. She smiled brightly all of a sudden and clapped her hands together.
“Oh! I have something to keep you comfy!” She said, rushing towards another room. She returned in moments with a regular sweater. “A sweater!”
“...A sweater.”
“That’s right! Arms up?” Bluebell asked Nami sweetly, so sweetly that even Nami couldn’t resist her. She lifted her arms for Bluebell to fasten the sweater onto her cold body.
Nami hugged her arms into herself. Bluebell looked down at her, and her eyes softened slightly from how they sparkled just moments before.
“You just have to hold on a little longer, okay? I know it must be painful like this…”
“I’m fine,” Nami reaffirmed, more so to convince herself despite the waves of emotions that rocked within herself. She partially looked away from Bluebell, but it was not enough to miss the twinge of sadness reflected in Bluebell’s eyes as she looked at Nami.
“Can I stay with you for a while? Until the medicine is delivered?”
Bluebell’s voice was timid. Careful, like she might break Nami if she spoke too loud.
Nami was tired. Nami was sad. But Nami felt warm with the blanket over her lap, and the sweater over her arms. She had Bluebell to thank for that.
Nami scooted over without a word, and so Bluebell sat beside her.
Fandom: Magical Girl Raising Project
Pairing: Bluebell Candy/Princess Deluge
Rating: T+
Prompt: 253 - Care
Word Count: 1075
Summary: Princess Deluge runs out of her special medicine and de-transforms back into Nami Aoki. Bluebell is determined to take care of her until they can get more medicine for Nami.
Notes: Spoilers for Magical Girl Raising Project: JOKERS and ACES.
The magical girl Princess Deluge’s medicine had run out and left the human Nami Aoki in its wake. And if Deluge was a wreck, then Nami was a disaster.
When transformed, magical girls, even artificial ones like the Pure Elements, were much more durable in both mind and body alike. So even Princess Deluge, who suffered unbelievable mental anguish daily, was not as terribly off as she could have been.
When there was no more of her medicine, Deluge was forced to face her trauma as Nami for a day.
It wasn’t as though Deluge didn’t spend time as Nami anymore. Nami still had parents, still had a home, and she couldn’t be Princess Deluge when she was around them. However, she began to spend less and less time around them over the last few weeks. She’d already forfeited returning to school where she’d met Prism Cherry — no, where she’d met her classmate, Sakura, and dragged her into the mess that became her death. It was too painful to remain as Nami, so she used her medicine to transform into Princess Deluge more often. She also stayed at Bluebell Candy’s place in the Land of Magic more often, too.
That’s why her medicine had run dry.
She hadn’t thought to tell Bluebell about her lack of medicine. Life was a blur nowadays, a haze of sadness and anger that Deluge could not see the end of, and many things escaped her mind. The shortage of her medicine was just another one of those things.
Bluebell was shocked when she happened upon Nami, who should have been Princess Deluge, in her house one day. It wasn’t the first time that Bluebell had seen Nami, but her human form certainly wasn’t the guest that Bluebell came home to every day, either.
“Deluge?” Bluebell questioned in the doorway, her gloved hands curled around the door frame. “Why aren’t you transformed?”
After the question left her mouth, Bluebell must have gotten paranoid, because she slipped inside of her house and closed the door hurriedly. She pressed her back to it and looked at Nami, who was sitting on the clean floor with her legs crossed.
“...I ran out of medicine,” Nami said, sniffing once. Her nose was a little runny. Was it because of withdrawal? That medicine had been in her body ever since she became one of the Pure Elements. It could have also been that she was truthfully resisting the urge to cry with all of the emotions that assaulted her at once.
Bluebell’s eyes became as wide as dinner plates. From the look on her face, Nami would have thought that she told Bluebell something terrible.
Does she feel guilty? She’s always looking at me with those eyes.
“I’m so sorry!” Bluebell said as she rushed over to Deluge’s side. She immediately crouched onto her knees, letting them sink into the carpet’s plushness. She did not blame Nami for not telling her, but instead blamed herself. That was just like Bluebell to do. “Deluge, I didn’t notice that you ran out of your medicine… it’s my responsibility to take care of you, and yet I carelessly went to work while you had to suffer here at home…”
“I’m fine,” Nami said in a disgruntled tone of voice. She shoved Bluebell off of her shoulder, ignoring the pit of guilt that swarmed in her stomach for doing so when Bluebell was clearly concerned about her. “It’s not that big of a deal anyways.”
“That’s not true!” Bluebell insisted. She acted unphased about the way Nami had pushed her. Nami wondered if Bluebell truly brushed it off, or if it hurt her on the inside. It’s probably the latter, Nami acknowledged but made no effort to mend. Bluebell’s hand traveled underneath Nami’s bangs and felt the skin there. “You’re clammy… and your eyes are glassy, too…”
Nami did not shove her off this time, even if she felt annoyed that Bluebell had looked so closely at her that she could tell Nami was emotional and under the weather.
Bluebell wrapped her hands around Nami’s waist and began to hoist her up. Nami was fine with letting Bluebell support her completely, since Nami was only a human, and Bluebell had a magical girl’s strength on her side.
“You’ll have to wait until tomorrow for me to get more medicine,” Bluebell told her regretfully. Nami wondered in the back of her head how Bluebell obtained her medicine in the first place. Wasn’t it only Professor Tanaka that distributed them, when all of the Pure Elements were alive and together? “Is that okay?”
“Yeah.” Nami answered coldly. “It’s not like we can force it to be any faster.”
Without a word to refute her, Bluebell guided Nami all the way to the couch. She lowered Nami down onto the plush cushions and then covered her body up with a blanket that was resting on its arm. Despite this being a house in the Land of Magic, that of which belonged to a magical girl, it was strangely human in decoration.
Nami did not thank her.
Bluebell didn’t seem phased. She smiled brightly all of a sudden and clapped her hands together.
“Oh! I have something to keep you comfy!” She said, rushing towards another room. She returned in moments with a regular sweater. “A sweater!”
“...A sweater.”
“That’s right! Arms up?” Bluebell asked Nami sweetly, so sweetly that even Nami couldn’t resist her. She lifted her arms for Bluebell to fasten the sweater onto her cold body.
Nami hugged her arms into herself. Bluebell looked down at her, and her eyes softened slightly from how they sparkled just moments before.
“You just have to hold on a little longer, okay? I know it must be painful like this…”
“I’m fine,” Nami reaffirmed, more so to convince herself despite the waves of emotions that rocked within herself. She partially looked away from Bluebell, but it was not enough to miss the twinge of sadness reflected in Bluebell’s eyes as she looked at Nami.
“Can I stay with you for a while? Until the medicine is delivered?”
Bluebell’s voice was timid. Careful, like she might break Nami if she spoke too loud.
Nami was tired. Nami was sad. But Nami felt warm with the blanket over her lap, and the sweater over her arms. She had Bluebell to thank for that.
Nami scooted over without a word, and so Bluebell sat beside her.