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>Fuck it
It's such a good, genuine wish. That darling little missy didn't even ask for money to pay for the operation, she didn't try to be too smart, she just settled for what she loved. Had she, having green bills may have backfired later; sometimes, we don't screw ourselves over only because we can't. You'd know.
Feeling such an overwhelming desire to reward that gentle heart, because you love Magical Girls and you always will, you take a tiny little risk. Closing your eyes, looking away, stretching your infinite arm as far from your infinite face as you can, you let a single noodle fall from the box of a passing food delivery bike. It draws the cat in and, when it passes in front of the girl, she looks up from her wet knees. When it struggles to drag the noodle around, she's looking.
You find yourself smiling after oceans of time, the thrill of helping other people sparking so much joy that you dread it becoming addicting. It may not be much, but sometimes just seeing that there are pretty things in the world is enough. Especially when your best friend is about to leave- which you know is not going to happen. You don't need to fast-forward the record for that one.
Proven right, the rush you got from meddling in other people's affairs with no permission has you bouncing from Magical Girl over and over. So many of them, so many new, and so many of the ones you remember are so, so much different. And nothing exploded. Good stuff. The record didn't break.
...
That feeling. You remember it oh so vividly. Something, somewhere, has been tangled. But this time, you know exactly where to look.
After following the path of every single living breathing being in this new world from the moment you made that noodle fall, you spot a difference that happened at the /exact/ same time you broke the chain of causality, in the same place in the country, in the same city. A teenager boy was very absorbed talking about politics when one of his friends pushed a big banana inside his mouth in full force, which prompted the boy to chase him. This time, it's the force of the push that doesn't add up. Going by conventional laws of physics, it simply shouldn't have been that strong- even if the difference is slight.
You frown with your big-ass, infinite bigguca eyes. Clearly, this is out of your realm of expertise. And demands further testing.
It doesn't truly matter since any subject will do. They don't even have to be Magical Girls. But, who will you tinker with?
>The lonely girl sitting by herself during recess, who is gathering the courage to ask if she can play cards too.
>That one bookworm who shuns playing in the park so that she can read the same biology book for the third time.
>You've hardly ever seen such a serious kid, but you also don't recall many girls that could play the violin so well at that age.
>Oh, there's also that little ball of energy that would rather spend her time with old homeless people.
>The one in the trashcan.
