(Oops, someone did an art fill when I wasn't looking and now I'm feeling sheepish but here have a fic fill anyways? Also, I hope you don't mind if I take a Puella Magi spin on this?
This ended up less shippy than I planned, but if it went according to plan it would be a multichaptered fic with details on several different fights and a lot more stuff but I really need to go to bed and I don't think these fills are supposed to go several chapters.)
At first, you were really excited about this. You were going to be a Puella Magi, a protector of the defenseless masses against the menace of the witches! When Kyubey approached you with the offer, your only hesitation was what exactly to wish for. To you, however, that wasn't the main part, and you were skipping on your way home with your Soul Gem lovingly cradled in your hand.
You were excited about it all the way until nighttime. Then, however, you severely regretted ever agreeing to the rooming arrangements that your two eldest sisters had decided on.
"Psst." Meenah, your closest sibling in age, hisses at you from her bed across the room.
Though you sigh internally, you can't just ignore her. Even if she's the most frustrating person you know (and in all honesty, you know more frustrating people that you can count), she's your sibling and you can't bring yourself to leave her hanging.
Also, you're still in an excellent mood and you don't think you'd be able to sleep anyways. "Yes?"
"You know how I've always been betta than you, but I've been nice enough to let you try to compete anyways?"
"... Sure?"
"I'm pretty sure the deal is sealed by now. Wanna guess why?"
A sense of foreboding fills you, but you hesitantly reply, "... Not particularly. Just tell me so I can get some sleep, please?"
"Fiiine. Spoilsport." She sounds like she's trying to grump, but her tone is spitefully happy and then you want to bury your face in your pillow and groan because there's a soft fuschia glow permeating the room, and you're already familiar enough with that glow to know what it means.
"Betcha can't top being a magical girl, right?" Knowing her, if you tell her she'll make it into a competition, but you can't just leave it be or she'll be slapping you in the face with it like a fish every day.
"I think you just lost that bet." you mumble, still not sure if you want to be doing this, as you free the gem from the folds of your clothing and blankets.
The silence that follows is frighteningly funny to you, and you giggle softly at the expression you know she has, before she shouts, "WHAT" so loudly that your sisters come running, one to ask what's wrong and the other to tell you to shut the fuck up and go to sleep.
You don't know how Meenah can idolize her. She's so crude and mean and since your parents left, she claimed "head of the house" and anything she said was supposedly absolute.
Personally, you dislike her quite a bit, although she spends so little time with you that Meenah remains the most frustrating. That doesn't mean that you don't listen to her, though, especially when she's glowering like she is now because the two of you interrupted her beauty sleep.
The next morning, as soon as your sisters are out of the house, Meenah shoves her Soul Gem in your face-- Same colour, different outside holding thing-- and declares that even if you've managed to keep up with her, she's going to completely beat you at everything a Magical Girl does.
In response, you stick your tongue out at her and then proceed to eat your breakfast.
A few days later, Kyubey drops by while you're out with friends. After a hug or two (he's almost as cute as a cuttlefish, goodness), he tells you that there's a witch attacking elsewhere.
"Finally, a chance to help people out with these powers! Show me the way!" you cheer to him, while privately thinking, 'as well as a chance to show Meenah up!'
As it turns out, you arrive on the scene nearly at the exact same moment as her. Kyubey disappeared at some point during the run, and for a moment you're alone with her and just staring at her as she splutters at you and tells you to back off.
Then the barrier spreads and enfolds the two of you, and before you're entirely aware of what's happening, the two of you are back to back, re-dressed in fancy outfits with double-pronged tridents in your hands and fending off a hoard of familiars.
Neither of you would want to admit it later, but that witch was probably to strong for either of you to take on alone. It had been a struggle with the both of you, even without the problems of her insistence on doing it alone, and the disorienting ways that reality shifted around you, and the witch itself.
Regardless, it was exhilarating, and you were surprised at how well the two of you were able to cooperate, considering. Kyubey then reappeared and saved you the trouble of fighting over the Grief Seed by offering to take it, much to Meenah's displeasure and your relief.
That night, however, the stress of the fight catches up with you, and after much tossing and turning you finally give in and roll out of your bed to walk to hers.
You end up tripping as your foot bumps into her shoulder and she grabs your foot nearly instantly. She's muttering discontentedly in her sleep, but when you lie down on the floor next to her, she stops, and without thinking, you press a little closer to her.
Neither of you address your positions in the morning and all she says about the fight is, "Thanks for helping out, I guess, but don't expect that you'll serve any further porpoise to me."
"Glub you too," you chirruped back.
Over the course of several weeks, she's proven wrong again and again, as whenever one of you encounters a witch, Kyubey brings the other along as well. At first, you weren't too excited about that, but as time moved on you couldn't help but realize how much easier things were with her around.
You're actually not sure of how well you'd manage without her. As a sort of secondary ability related to your wish, you had minor powers of healing, which were nice, but you're not naturally destructive, and that didn't help. On your own, battles could take so much longer or maybe never even be completed.
Meanwhile, she was far too destructive, to her enemies and to herself. You're pretty sure that without you to patch her up, and watch her back because you cannot count how many times she was more careless than she could really afford to be, she'd be long gone.
That thought bothers you a lot, so you take extra care in making sure she survives each battle.
If she notices, she doesn't comment on it, but you're well aware of how, after a stressful battle, the two of you always end up in a heap on the floor, and sometimes after you very clearly saved her sorry ass from total destruction, she presses small, sleepy kisses to your cheeks and forehead when she thinks you're asleep.
You've even taken to sleepily tilting your face to catch a kiss, seemingly by 'accident', every once in a while.
All in all, fighting witches may have been the strangest way to bond, but you're not unhappy with it. You also think the bond is moving in a direction that isn't quite sisterly, but you're not unhappy with that either.
You don't know what she thinks of it, but as time wore on, she complained less and less, and if nothing else she's definitely resigned to seeing you whenever a Witch appears.
Indeed, one day when you enter a Witch's Barrier, she snaps at you, "You're late."
With a serene smile, you push aside her barb and ask where the witches at.
FILL: TEAM DAVE<3DAVE
This ended up less shippy than I planned, but if it went according to plan it would be a multichaptered fic with details on several different fights and a lot more stuff but I really need to go to bed and I don't think these fills are supposed to go several chapters.)
At first, you were really excited about this. You were going to be a Puella Magi, a protector of the defenseless masses against the menace of the witches! When Kyubey approached you with the offer, your only hesitation was what exactly to wish for. To you, however, that wasn't the main part, and you were skipping on your way home with your Soul Gem lovingly cradled in your hand.
You were excited about it all the way until nighttime. Then, however, you severely regretted ever agreeing to the rooming arrangements that your two eldest sisters had decided on.
"Psst." Meenah, your closest sibling in age, hisses at you from her bed across the room.
Though you sigh internally, you can't just ignore her. Even if she's the most frustrating person you know (and in all honesty, you know more frustrating people that you can count), she's your sibling and you can't bring yourself to leave her hanging.
Also, you're still in an excellent mood and you don't think you'd be able to sleep anyways. "Yes?"
"You know how I've always been betta than you, but I've been nice enough to let you try to compete anyways?"
"... Sure?"
"I'm pretty sure the deal is sealed by now. Wanna guess why?"
A sense of foreboding fills you, but you hesitantly reply, "... Not particularly. Just tell me so I can get some sleep, please?"
"Fiiine. Spoilsport." She sounds like she's trying to grump, but her tone is spitefully happy and then you want to bury your face in your pillow and groan because there's a soft fuschia glow permeating the room, and you're already familiar enough with that glow to know what it means.
"Betcha can't top being a magical girl, right?" Knowing her, if you tell her she'll make it into a competition, but you can't just leave it be or she'll be slapping you in the face with it like a fish every day.
"I think you just lost that bet." you mumble, still not sure if you want to be doing this, as you free the gem from the folds of your clothing and blankets.
The silence that follows is frighteningly funny to you, and you giggle softly at the expression you know she has, before she shouts, "WHAT" so loudly that your sisters come running, one to ask what's wrong and the other to tell you to shut the fuck up and go to sleep.
You don't know how Meenah can idolize her. She's so crude and mean and since your parents left, she claimed "head of the house" and anything she said was supposedly absolute.
Personally, you dislike her quite a bit, although she spends so little time with you that Meenah remains the most frustrating. That doesn't mean that you don't listen to her, though, especially when she's glowering like she is now because the two of you interrupted her beauty sleep.
The next morning, as soon as your sisters are out of the house, Meenah shoves her Soul Gem in your face-- Same colour, different outside holding thing-- and declares that even if you've managed to keep up with her, she's going to completely beat you at everything a Magical Girl does.
In response, you stick your tongue out at her and then proceed to eat your breakfast.
A few days later, Kyubey drops by while you're out with friends. After a hug or two (he's almost as cute as a cuttlefish, goodness), he tells you that there's a witch attacking elsewhere.
"Finally, a chance to help people out with these powers! Show me the way!" you cheer to him, while privately thinking, 'as well as a chance to show Meenah up!'
As it turns out, you arrive on the scene nearly at the exact same moment as her. Kyubey disappeared at some point during the run, and for a moment you're alone with her and just staring at her as she splutters at you and tells you to back off.
Then the barrier spreads and enfolds the two of you, and before you're entirely aware of what's happening, the two of you are back to back, re-dressed in fancy outfits with double-pronged tridents in your hands and fending off a hoard of familiars.
Neither of you would want to admit it later, but that witch was probably to strong for either of you to take on alone. It had been a struggle with the both of you, even without the problems of her insistence on doing it alone, and the disorienting ways that reality shifted around you, and the witch itself.
Regardless, it was exhilarating, and you were surprised at how well the two of you were able to cooperate, considering. Kyubey then reappeared and saved you the trouble of fighting over the Grief Seed by offering to take it, much to Meenah's displeasure and your relief.
That night, however, the stress of the fight catches up with you, and after much tossing and turning you finally give in and roll out of your bed to walk to hers.
You end up tripping as your foot bumps into her shoulder and she grabs your foot nearly instantly. She's muttering discontentedly in her sleep, but when you lie down on the floor next to her, she stops, and without thinking, you press a little closer to her.
Neither of you address your positions in the morning and all she says about the fight is, "Thanks for helping out, I guess, but don't expect that you'll serve any further porpoise to me."
"Glub you too," you chirruped back.
Over the course of several weeks, she's proven wrong again and again, as whenever one of you encounters a witch, Kyubey brings the other along as well. At first, you weren't too excited about that, but as time moved on you couldn't help but realize how much easier things were with her around.
You're actually not sure of how well you'd manage without her. As a sort of secondary ability related to your wish, you had minor powers of healing, which were nice, but you're not naturally destructive, and that didn't help. On your own, battles could take so much longer or maybe never even be completed.
Meanwhile, she was far too destructive, to her enemies and to herself. You're pretty sure that without you to patch her up, and watch her back because you cannot count how many times she was more careless than she could really afford to be, she'd be long gone.
That thought bothers you a lot, so you take extra care in making sure she survives each battle.
If she notices, she doesn't comment on it, but you're well aware of how, after a stressful battle, the two of you always end up in a heap on the floor, and sometimes after you very clearly saved her sorry ass from total destruction, she presses small, sleepy kisses to your cheeks and forehead when she thinks you're asleep.
You've even taken to sleepily tilting your face to catch a kiss, seemingly by 'accident', every once in a while.
All in all, fighting witches may have been the strangest way to bond, but you're not unhappy with it. You also think the bond is moving in a direction that isn't quite sisterly, but you're not unhappy with that either.
You don't know what she thinks of it, but as time wore on, she complained less and less, and if nothing else she's definitely resigned to seeing you whenever a Witch appears.
Indeed, one day when you enter a Witch's Barrier, she snaps at you, "You're late."
With a serene smile, you push aside her barb and ask where the witches at.