mysicksadlife | [003] - Voice: Excuse Me.

[003] - Voice: Excuse Me.

[She's been putting this off. Actually, she's managed to put it off for a very long time now. But as slow as she may be, she knows when there's something she needs to say.]

Look, this probably isn't how you're supposed to do this sort of thing, but I'd rather get it out there up front and over with. I'm sorry for any... strange things I may have said or done while I wasn't quite feeling like myself.

That goes for Valentine's Day, and more recently. Though I have to admit recently wasn't that bad. In fact, if it was always like that here, I could probably get used to it. Eventually. Enough to hold my complaining down to a dull roar, anyway.

So I was wondering, too, about these filial spirits. If magic is really something here, it probably behooves me to try to see it at work. Anyone willing to volunteer to let me? I'm not saying I'm going to try it out myself, or anything like that. I just want to see it.

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No extra ears, and I still have ten fingers and ten toes.

On my third arm.

[Hope you enjoy hearing that shriek of horror in your dreams for weeks, Daria.]

[She is sticking her finger in her ear quick. Owwww.]

You don't need to blast both our eardrums, or at least mine and what's left of yours after the latest concert. I was joking.

Don't do that! You know how scary this place is!

[As much as she enjoys tormenting Quinn, Quinn has a point there.]

Fine. I'm sorry. I don't have a third arm, or anything else like that. All that happened was I thought I was already older for awhile. I had a pretty good career, a decent relationship with mom and dad and you, and some cute nieces and nephews.

...hm. That sounds kind of nice.

Wait, you imagined me with kids?! I know I've done babysitting before, but...

No one was more surprised than me. They were actually pretty good kids, though. [By which she means 'I can tolerate them, so clearly they are the best children on the planet'.]

So that means I was a good mom?

Yeah. You did something right with those little monsters.

[And she'll always be there to make sure they don't watch Sick Sad World until they're at least five years old.]

...good. [Because she hates thinking she'd end up just like Mom. It's already scary how much they have in common.]

[You will not be just like Mom, Quinn. You suffered enough from her benign neglect and won't do it to your own children. Really.]

So you take all this magic stuff pretty seriously, huh?

[Good. If Quinn sees another frozen lasagna in her lifetime it'll be too soon.]

Um...I guess? I dunno.

Well, do you think it's real? Are you trying to learn it or anything?

[Actually asking for opinions here. It is a day of shocking events when that happens.]

No, why?

Just wondering. You used to believe in that guardian angel thing, so I figured you might have a different viewpoint.

[This is as close as she'll get to saying she wants to hear Quinn's viewpoints.]

[Oh, yeah...she remembers how crazy she got about the whole thing, and the humiliation at that party.]

Well...I dunno. Maybe? I guess if you're smart or have some kind of special power in your body? That's how it works in movies.

They claim anyone can learn it. So is everyone smart or does everyone have a special power in their body?

Well, maybe that's the case here...if we can have wings maybe we can learn magic?

Well, they say the wings are what make us able to understand each other no matter where we come from, so if that's true, it's possible.

So that's what they're for!

It seems so. [Please tell her you didn't seriously think they were just cute angel wings, Quinn.] It's not the type of thing they'd do for no reason.

[She decides not to worry Quinn by mentioning it probably also helps with monitoring them all.]

[Well, if they couldn't fly what else was she supposed to think they were?] Well...I guess that makes sense.

[Daria gives a small sigh - that for once isn't entirely directed at Quinn, but at the complex situation.]

They can't fly, they don't seem to do anything else, but they hurt if we mess with them, so they seem to actually be attached to us. They have to have another purpose, so why not that one?

[...somehow, Quinn feels like she should have known that from the beginning. It makes too much sense.]

And I thought Ms. Li's security equipment was creepy.

Ms. Li was messed up, but she was on a pretty petty scale.

[And she doesn't need Luceti to know that. A repressive school is frustrating to deal with, but a repressive government regime...]

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