route_1065 | Together Again

Who: Madoka Kaname & Homura Akemi
Where: New Bark Town
When: ... a week ago
Summary: After arriving as newbie trainers, Homura and Madoka reunite and are best friends and stuff.
Rating: G.
Log:

When Homura had pulled together her resolve to start a new life as a happy girl, she had done so with different expectations. She didn't think this decision would bring her to a new small town with a new mother and entirely new surroundings, really. She had anticipated a life in Madoka's new world, protecting it for her best friend's sake.

But this was not Madoka's new world. It was an entirely different level of "new", actually.

It hadn't yet crossed Homura's mind that she could use the device in her hand to make a public video call. It would probably take a minute or so longer, actually, to even consider asking for help, as she was busy dumping the contents of her backpack on the ground and looking them over. Her Shuppet was "helping" (re: tossing items around in every direction it pleased), despite Homura's attempts to shoo the thing away, and adding to her overall level of distraction. Though a bud of panic had sown in her heart, Homura kept a straight face-- actually, it was closer to a frown-- with her back turned to the other newbie trainers. She was focused, searching the bag frantically for the soul gem she was never going to find.

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Madoka noticed the somewhat panicked newcomer, her inner helper springing out full view. Her Skitty chose to perch itself on top of her head, giving Madoka overall a very ridiculous look.

"Um, hello! Do you need help finding something, Miss...?

The voice caught Homura off guard. She had been about to shove the/well, her Shuppet to the side again when she heard that familiar voice, in that familiar tone.

Her hand drifted away from Shuppet, who would then go about flinging items around helpfully again, and slowly turned her head to look over her shoulder.

"Mado..." It was unbelievable. For a moment, the word 'cruel' crossed Homura's mind. Then 'hallucination'. Hadn't she just found her resolve to live without Madoka by her side? So now for this to happen...
As much as Homura wanted to get to her feet, her legs had decided now was the time to stop working. "Madoka?"

Madoka tilted her head to the side, her Skitty clinging on with its paws.

"Um...I'm sorry, have we--?"

Madoka took a few steps forward to the front of the girl, her words abruptly stopping when the saw the face.

"Homura...chan?"

Somehow, that confirmed it.

"Madoka!"

Homura repeated the name, finally able to stand. But she did not move beyond the initial act of standing.

"Madoka... what are you doing here?"

"What am...I doing here?" She removes the Skitty from her head, clutching it in her arms as she had done to many times with Kyuubey in the past, almost as a sort of comfort blanket.

"I-I'm here just like anyone else. Um...what happened...to your glasses? Did they break here?"

"Glasses?" It was a foreign word, if only for a moment. Then the memory snapped into place and Homura felt a wave of understanding. This wasn't "her" Madoka. No, she was Madoka, but she... wasn't "that" Madoka.

She knew an earlier Homura.

She wondered, if only briefly, if this was the Madoka she'd made that promise with...

"Mm-nn. I'm seeing fine. My eyes seem fixed." She hoped Madoka would chop that up to the other mysteries of this place. "So don't worry... um, that is?"
Homura eyed Skitty, just as her own Pokemon floated into her arms and tried to mimic Skitty's comforting look.

"If you say so," Madoka said, fiddling with the cuffs of her sleeves, nervously.

"It's...good to see you. As nice as this place is, I think I would have been upset if I was alone."

"Yes. Yes, you too." Homura looked down at Shuppet, as the ghost was trying to settle in her arms as much as a ghost could, then glanced around the small town once more. It was a cheap tactic, a way to let confusion fill her eyes without Madoka having to know she was the cause. With Madoka here, the entire scenario had gotten a strange, dream-like quality to it.

"That woman claimed to be my mother... I've been told I'm going on an adventure. You, Madoka...san?"

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A hurried nod. "The same thing happened to me...she didn't look a thing like mama, though."

She laughed a little bit at the thought.

"Agreed." That woman hadn't looked like her mother either. As alarming as this situation might normally be, the dazed quality that Madoka's presence gave the scenario helped keep Homura from panicking. She looked around once again, then back to Madoka. "Perhaps the locals can give us a better idea as to what is going on? Or we could use a phone to call for home?"

"Mmmm! That sounds smart, but did you check in your bag?" With a swift motion, Madoka swings her backpack down onto the ground, kneeling with it. Her Skitty hops off, and curls around her feet, determined to decidedly be Not Useful here.

"I found...this strange thing, earlier. I'm not really sure on how to use it." And out she pulls a PokeDex.

"Ah... yes." Homura brushed Shuppet away so she could reexamine the items they had tossed to the ground so elegantly and picked out her own device. "This little one seemed quite interested in it."

Shuppet nudged the device, wanting to get it to work but alas... he was lacking the thumbs to do so.

"It appears to be a small... computer? Perhaps a form of cellphone..?"

Madoka bites her lip for a moment, thinking.

"Maybe? Can you try calling my cellphone? I think it's somewhere in my bag, but it wasn't working last time I tried."

Together Again

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