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Homura liked to think she did a great job with recreating everything that existed, she did want to skip out on some stuff, but Madoka would surely realize, would surely feel it. So the idea was scrapped and she just... remade everything to how it was inside her labyrinth, if only expanding reallity further than one town

Recreating the cake ritual without Charlotte was a slight bit annoying, but with a few modifications to some of her familiars, they could do fine enough job, the only problem was how to make it easy enough for access, which she figured that she could just let Liese fly around, let them be the center of the ritual

So in the end, everything was working out well, Madoka was safe, not dimensions away from her, was having fun with her friends, Homura was a couple of seats away from her, wouldn't talk to her, wouldn't hurt her again

But of course there was a certain annoyance today as well, Sayaka might have thought she hid it well, but with the constant surveillance there was little she could hide from her. She remembers, again 

Homura could have dealt with it then and there, but there was something cathartic to speaking to her, cathartic to see her desperately try to appeal to her despite knowing full well that Homura won't back down, cathartic to see the full blown hate she finally deserves

So she waited untill school ended before starting her entertainment 

A single reverberating clap, only for her ears alone, the slight flinch in Sayaka as she looks around, a stopped world around her, Kyoko's leg stuck in mid air, arms behind her head, mouth staying still mid word

Walking over with a few more slow claps, no magic in them this time, Homura watches Sayaka slowly turn to her, her magical girl outfit already on her, a sword in her hand

"No need to pretend do we? I already know"

Sayaka tenses up, oktavia extending the puddle near them before bursting out, waving her hand Homura sends the water droplets away from her, both the spear and the sword coming at her from two different directions before she simply claps, rotating them into the ground

"Now now, no need to get rowdy do we? You must already know that this won't work"

Standing up, Sayaka growls 

"Shut up"

"Why? I finally made it! Finally gave Madoka a life she deserves! Why shouldn't I get to brag? Why shouldnt I be able to express my joy?"

Sayaka glares at her, her eyes screaming at her that she should know, that the simple fact of existing here, the simple fact of Homura dragging Madoka into the ground, splitting her, forcing her into human form would be the reason 

None of those words leave her mouth, they played this out too often for Homura to not understand what she wants to say, instead she spats out

"She won't love you"

"Hm?"

Her glare not leaving, Sayaka stares deep into her eyes, repeating herself 

"She won't love you, not after what you did, she won't feel the same"

Homura looks at her, holds Sayaka's gaze as she slowly processes her words before bursting into laughter

Oh! Oh this was good!

"But she already does!"

Sayaka flinches back

Homura takes a couple steps closer

"You weren't there so I can't blame you for not knowing..."

"...what do you mean"

A grin slowly grows on her lips, stretches her cheeks that slight bit more than humanly possible as Sayaka stares, unease practically oozing out of her whole body, her stance shattering piece by piece with every step Homura takes to her

"She told me so herself, you were overtaken"

"... huh?"

Confused? Well of course she would be, Homura was a little confused at that moment as well, but now... now she could wear the best friend tittle with pride

"I'm her best friend! She told me so herself! You've been dethroned, I didn't want to say it at first, but if you need confirmation..."

Snapping her fingers, Homura inserts that memory into Sayaka

Laughs as the girls face falls to the ground, her eyes losing hope

"...this is what Madoka was talking about"

"Hm?"

Lifting her eyes, Sayaka looked at her with so much pity Homura feels her eyes twitch

"I'm so sorry, I don't even...ok, that's... probably fixable, oh god I thought Madoka was exaggerating-"

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

Lifting her hands in front of her Sayaka doesn't even look at her!?

"I'm going to need to call Madoka oh my fucking god, I need to apologize about not bel-"

"Are you... stupid? Did you forget that-" waving her hands around the still FROZEN IN TIME WORLD Homura stares at Sayaka "-this is still going on!?"

"Oh... right, well whatever, just...erase my memories and let's get this over with"

...why was she so... cooperative? What the hell did that mean, what went wrong?

Ugh

"...I'm not doing this because you asked, I was going to anyways"

"...I know?"

A quick glare shuts her up enough for Homura to sigh and let her magic flare up, let it engulf the world once again before she presses into Sayaka's mind, before she tears the memories to pieces and scatters it on the inside, it would be much simpler if she could just take them, but of course that wouldn't be possible, of course every law of the cycle girl had to be immune

So here she was, stuck breaking them apart beyond recognition, phasing the pieces into different distant memories to make it harder to piece together

An annoyance, especially with Sayaka, but at least she was able to blend them in more naturally now thanks to just how many times she had to do this

...even if Sayaka still fucking remembered, every single time

Letting go of her head, Homura sighs as the girl joins the world in it's frozen glory

She had to ruin her fun... Well, back to work she was... Her single entertainment for the few weeks was gone, dealing with non familiar girls was just a chore, but she had to do it

That one orange haired girl was next, what was her name... Futaba? Something like that

***

Kyoko...honestly was feeling pretty ok at that moment, nothing special was going on, Sayaka was slowly falling asleep a few seats away from her-something about not wanting crumbs on her, rude-before she blurts it out

"Homura doesn't know she's gay"

Nothing to do, the movie long into the credits with Kyoko not wanting to get up, she decides to entertain the weird conversation starter

"She doesn't?"

"No, I...I told her Madoka wouldn't love her-"

"What the fuck do you mean you told her-"

"-like she does and the she said she already did?"

"...that still doesn't explain you-"

"Then she said I was replaced?? I dunno...I just froze there for a moment you know?"

Ah, ok then, the whole 'telling Homura Madoka won't love her ' is going to be a tomorrow's conversation then

"Uhuh?"

"And then I remembered Madoka talking about how Homura was oblivious? And it never hit me how much?? I gotta apologize to her..."

"For more than one thing, but yeah"

Sayaka slowly blinks at her, her eyebrows furrowing just a little as she tries to think about what she meant

"Just go to sleep, we'll talk more tomorrow?"

"...alright, if I don't forget again..."

"Sure sure...should I bring you to bed?"

"Hm? Sure"

Rolling her eyes, Kyoko stands up, a small laugh moving past her lips at the open-expecting-arms in front of her 

Picking Sayaka up, Kyoko slowly moves through the house, let's herself enjoy the tiny breathe on her neck 

"...how can she not know she's gay? Everybody else does..."

"Eh, maybe she's slow, not like it matters too much, she'll figure it out at some point"

"...I guess"

Carefully lifting her up a bit more, Kyoko walks up the stairs

"Hey, isn't that what you wanted? You complained so much about Madoka having a crush on her and now-"

"Well it's different? Like...I'm not 100% against them...Homura is just stupid and...should apologize first"

"...apologize? For the weird thing in the corridor with the ribbons? They haven't talked after that did they?"

Finally getting off the stairs, Kyoko relaxes slightly

"Well no, Madoka tried, but that dumbass kept avoiding her!"

"Uhuh, so...you want her to apologize for that?"

"Well yeah, but she also-" a small yawn interrupts her, bringing a frown to her face

"Alright, sleep time, you can complain about your crush later"

"...I don't have a crush on her?"

"Well I would like to believe that, but you think about her way too often for that to be true"

Hitting her back, Sayaka glares at her

"I like you"

Grinning, Kyoko let's out a small laugh alongside the light blush 

"Well I would sure hope so! Would be a terrible relationship otherwise, but it's not like I'm against it, just don't put your moves on her and I won't complain!"

Feeling another hit to her back, Kyoko feels another huff escape her, putting Sayaka on the bed, she tries to stand up

The hands around her neck tighten

"I don't like her"

Kyoko feels a laugh forcing itself out

"Right right, of course"

Sayaka glares at her

"You don't believe me"

"No no no, I do! I so very believe you!"

And then Kyoko feels a tug, feels her body fall onto bed and quickly tossed to the other side, a pair of hands and a leg locking her on it, her entire body burns 

"H-hey! What are you doing!?"

"You're sleeping here today"

There's smugness in her voice, in her eyes that makes Kyoko unable to speak for a moment

"L-let go, I c-cant sleep with you! I'm n-not even in my p-pajamas!"

"It's fine..."

"...this is r-revenge isn't it?"

A small hum is her answer

"...can you p-please let go?"

"...no"

"...what if I don't talk about your crush for a month?"

Feeling the grip on her tighten, Kyoko let's out a small cough

"... tomorrow too"

"W-wait no I'm sorry!"

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Feeling eyes on her, Homura takes a moment to guess who it is, there were two of them, so not Madoka, they were top consistent in their watching for that, the usual would be one consistent and one flicking gaze

So if not Madoka, one of their other classmates? Not likely, Homura made herself as intimidating as she could, there shouldn't be anyone that would dare to do so for more than a couple of seconds

It had been three minutes

It was...less angry-concerned than usual so probably not Sayaka? Or maybe her with Kyoko? That would make sense if they had a reason, but...they really didn't 

Mami wouldn't be here for her so not her, some Law girls with their memories back? But she hadn't heard anything from her familiars...

Out of options, Homura decides to finally glance up

Sayaka and Kyoko? Weird, did she do anything to them recently? She hadn't talked with this Sayaka for a while, so it couldn't be that, she did exchange a couple words with Kyoko, but she shut her down as well...

It shouldn't be weird for them, so why?

Making a point to stare back, Homura watched as Kyoko showed Sayaka towards her, the girl looking quite annoyed as she glares back towards her girlfriend, who simply glares back. Sayaka relents as usual, sighing before she walks over, their classmates glancing over, hushed whispers picking up as Sayaka steps closer and closer before she stands in front of her. The room quiet, awaiting for the words leaving her mouth, awaiting for the usual argument, for something new to talk about

Thankfully not everybody was so entranced in the scene, the background conversations still going on, just...less of them, calming Homura down as she stares up at the girl in front of her

...that cant be left like that

Standing up herself, Homura ignored the small cheer inside her heart at being just that tiny bit taller,now, looking down at the girl Homura waited

Kyoko coughs in her fist, clearly glaring at her girlfriend, the look that screamed 'just fucking do it already'

...honestly what was happening?

Sayaka opens her mouth a couple of times, snapping it close, her face clearly frustrated before she mumbles something out

Quiet, really quiet

Frowning Homura sighs

"You remember that? Its fine, I don't care what you think"

Sayaka flinches for a moment

"Y-you heard that!?"

Frowning, Homura sighs

"You didn't want me to? Do you want to repeat it louder? Of course I heard you when you were speaking to me"

It wasn't exactly made with Sayaka in mind, but the perks of controlling the universe were useful in these situations 

Able to hear whenever somebody speaks to you, a rule she created so that she wouldn't have to make time to see her familiars, to speed up communication, to make it so no detail could escape her with shallow attempts to silence her familiars

Of course she kept the charade up, made them still move towards her whenever they had something to report, made them distract the Law girls, gave them hope before she crushed it

It should have felt good, somehow it didn't

"I...alright...i don't even know why I'm apologizing for this...i don't even remember doing that..."

From the side, Kyoko rolls her eyes

"That's worse"

Crumbling slightly, Sayaka sighs

"Right...I guess...sorry again"

"Is there anything else you need from me Miki Sayaka?"

"...no?"

"I see, apology accepted, now please go away already"

Sayaka stares at her, slight trembles going over her body as anger fills her, contempt clear in her eyes before she closes them, taking a big sigh and turning away, walking back to Kyoko 

Sitting down, Homura looks back to the window

Ignores the chatter

***

Kyoko realized she was watching only after she was caught for the third time, a slight rise of an eyebrow a clear question she didn't really have an answer for

Its just that...ever since Sayaka said that Homura didn't know she was gay, Kyoko wanted to find some evidence, as stupid as that sounds

Something, anything that pointed at that, all she noticed was that Homura was...far, far more attentive than she thought, not to class, which felt unfair with her grades, but to the people inside the class, to the people outside

She was... constantly watching everybody, sure her eyes lingered on Madoka the longest, but the minutes of eye contact where the two of them simply looked at each other, Kyoko trying to find the stupid proof, Homura simply doing so for whatever reason she did, those moments felt like eternity, felt like something was pressing on her back, a migraine growing slowly bit by bit before she was forced to look away 

It was weird, what was weirder was that she noticed the slow climb even when Homura wasn't looking at her, when Kyoko was in the role of the observer, slower in the build up, but there, persistent, unwavering if not for the moment she looks away

What she did notice, was how quick Homura moved from watching the boys, how much she lingered on the girls outside their little group, still didn't stare at then as much as she did at Madoka, but that was a tall order with how infuriatingly infatuated the girl was

Kyoko wished she could bash her and Madoka's faces together until Homura finally got it, but the girl had to act hard to get, had to move away from any sign of friendship, from any sign of compassion 

So she was stuck, watching, finding more and more evidence that Homura had little to no interest in men

At the very least, Kyoko was even more sure that Homura was nowhere near straight than she was a couple of months ago

Good for Madoka, if she ever gets the girl to talk to her 

***

Staring at the tv, Kyoko let her mind move away from it

The evidence was...clear to her, not the 'doesn't know', there wasn't much she could find about that from just watching, it wasn't like Homura would let her do anything else, just that had it's limits, Homura just abruptly turning to her and shaking her head, something in Kyoko shifting as dread filled her, her head snapping forward

Fucking...cryptid

She wasn't even a magical girl! How the fuck did she do that stuff! A mystery for another time, maybe she should ask Sayaka and Mami to help with that one...

Moving her attention back to the present, Kyoko turns her head slightly, pressing a light kiss to the blue hair on her shoulder

"Hey, remember how we talked about Homura not knowing she's gay?"

"...yeah?"

"Well, I've been watching her-"

"And you said I have a crush on her-"

"-oh shut up! I was investigating! My case is very different from your...general obsession "

"Im not obsessed! I don't like her! Period!"

"Sureeee~"

Glaring, Sayaka tugged Kyoko's hair back 

"Hey what the hell!"

Sayaka moves before Kyoko can as much as blink, quickly finding place on her lap, one of her hands still on Kyoko's ponytail as she stares right in her eyes

"It seems..."

The girl slowly leans closer, Kyoko feels her body give out, feels her entire body scream as a mix of emotions flood her brain, her red skin clearly adding onto Sayaka's confidence 

"... I have to remind you again, that I'm dating YOU, that I like YOU and that any...stupid crush you think I have isn't real"

"T-that's not necessarily?"

Her lips a breath away, Sayaka replies, quietly, her voice shaking slightly with nerves, yet her eyes clear

"I think it is"

***

"Hey Homura, you have a minute?"

...again?

"I suppose, what do you need?"

"Nothing much, just some questions for you, doing a...project? Research? Something like that"

"...right, sure, I can answer a few questions "

Sitting down, Kyoko pulls out a crumpled note, quickly straightening it out, the girl doesn't even try to look at it as she starts speaking

"So, do you know that me and Sayaka are-"

"Dating, yes, it's quite obvious"

Ignoring the light blush on her face, Kyoko starts wr-oh she's pretending to write, huh

Well, not her problem 

"Yep, ok, so that will be a yes...next, when you daydream, when its about romance who do you-"

"I don't daydream, not about romance either, don't have the time for that"

"...right, ok, sure"

Pretending to write some more, Kyoko glances at her from behind the very crumpled page

Is that...their homework from last week?

"Who do you feel more...shy and nervous, that stuff around, men, women?"

...what stupid questions, she knew the whole research thing was an excuse, but for what?

"I don't feel shy around anyone"

Rolling her eyes, Kyoko doesn't even pretend to write it down for a moment 

"Yeah alright, sure, now, if you could meet any celebrity, male or female?"

"...I don't know? I barely know any celebrities? Why should i care about these random people? They're not...anyways, I just wouldn't"

This time, she does actually note something down

Somehow, its more annoying than when she didn't 

"Alright... final stretch, when you imagine yourself in a relationship ar-"

"I don't do that"

The pen creaks from Kyoko's grip

The girl takes a small breath

"... alright, movies! Do you at least fucking do that?"

Homura pauses for a moment 

"No, I'm not an actor"

Kyoko twitches

The pen snaps in half 

Homura barely holds her laugh in

"... I know that, now, do you watch them?"

"Sometimes, yes"

Mostly animated movies, children stuff, her dolls were...obsessed so she had to sit through quite a lot of them by this point, if it meant she had to listen to less yelling about who took whose backpack, who tooks whose apple juice, who took whose fucking cookie? She would gladly sit her ass down for a couple of hours, not like she needed to pay particular attention, just passively hearing was enough for any talk prompted by her dolls

"Alright! Good! How do you feel watching couples in them?" Pausing for a moment, Kyoko quickly adds before Homura can answer "straight ones"

"They're...fine? I'm not exactly interested, they're a little boring but... I don't really know what you want to hear here"

"Honestly? Don't know myself, I just grabbed a bunch of those off the internet, but eh, I'll figure it out later, now, the last one..."

Homura waits

"...have you ever just...wanted to kiss a girl?"

"... yes? Who doesn't?"

"Uhuh, ok, thanks for the help!"

"...no problem?"

What...was that last question even about? Everybody wants that, why would you even ask? Sure Homura didn't get it at first either, but after Madoka, Sayaka and Hitomi explained it, it just made sense

Did... Kyoko never have that talk before? Her parents were dead...maybe she should talk with her about it at some point...

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Mami didn't really notice her at first, but well...after the first few dozen times, it became more of an expectation 

That girl from Sayaka's and Kyoko's class, never directly speaking to her, simply just... looking

It was... slightly weirder than the usual way people had crushes on her, but not the worst case, some of those letters...ugh, still creepy even thinking about them

At least this one didn't try to interact with her beyond watching, slightly creepy, but at least this was...ok, out of the way, not exactly doing anything bad, Mami would take this kind every day of the week

Sipping on her thermos, Mami closes her eyes, enjoying the handmade juice

Honestly? She didn't care too much as long as she wasn't bothered, there was a respectable distance between them and while she would prefer to have a chance of conversation, if she wasn't ready (or just... didn't want to have one) it would be fine 

It would have been nice if they could get to know each other and MAYBE Mami would be interested enough to try

Not especially likely, it would be hard to do that with keeping secrets, she barely had time for herself, to try and squeeze in somebody else? She wished

It was still...nice to have somebody's attention on her, most people gave up after she rejected them, but well...it didn't seem likely for the girl to confess

Still a bit creepy, but also maybe a little nice? Hard to describe, honestly Mami felt bad for her, but if she wanted to do this, who was Mami to stop her? She didn't stalk her so...no harm done yet

She... well, she was a magical girl after all, if talking doesn't work, she had other options as well

Turning to look at the girl, Mami watches her flinch for a moment, waving at her, Mami smiles at the girl quickly running away

It was...slightly cute? 

***

Sitting in silence as the two continued to bicker in front of her, Mami considered it 

Actually considered it

She was...pretty sure the girl was interested, the staring seemed to point at that, her reactions when caught reinforcing that belief

But of course, there was still the chances that she was being big headed and that the girl wasn't interested at all, was still a chance that she was simply being delusional because she found her beautiful 

"Mami! What film should we choose?"

Huh? Oh right they were talking about something, a movie then? Picking what to watch... probably here since they just got here

Peeking around, Mami finds the disks on the table and considers them for a moment 

She was...in a romantic mood, sure it will also make Sayaka and Kyoko have a sense of it, but the background noise should at least fit what she's thinking about right?

Leaning forward, Mami taps on the disk

"How about this one?"

"...you weren't listening to us at all, did you?"

Ah she was caught

"Sorry, got lost in thought? What were you choosing from?"

Looking at her, Kyoko squints and Mami practically feels like she's being peeled open, all her emotions slowly being dug up by her old friend

Glancing back to Sayaka, who mutters something under her breath, probably complaining about Kyoko's pick, Kyoko shrugs 

"Well whatever, let's go with that one, you are the host"

Mami narrows her eyes

Watches Kyoko turn away with a slight smile

Watches her make a slight turn to her 

A wink 

...

Well, alright then! She should just ignore that and focus on her thoughts! If Kyoko tries to tease her, Mami could always just call Sayaka! She wouldn't dare

She wouldn't 

A look at the girl shattered her hope

Oh god she absolutely would dare

Maybe...maybe she should stop letting them come over for a bit, she'll say its Nagisa, yes! That would work... 

Right?

Right it would 

Absolutely 

...

...killing somebody should always be the last option, she can't just go straight for it, she has to at least pretend to think about other ways of avoiding the teasing

Maybe...she should spar with her? She was probably still better than her, so winning shouldn't be that hard right? She just had to crush her with no chance of victory

Yeah...that...could maybe do it, or it could blow up in her face and make Kyoko double down

It was a risk she was willing to take

Mami just had to make sure Sayaka wasn't there, it would be far too mean to embarrass Kyoko in front of her girlfriend 

***

Standing on the roof, Homura glances to the ground floor

Hm, so she wasn't there today?

Taking out her bento, Homura starts to quickly eat her lunch, it wasn't exactly required, but it was less effort than manually changing her body until it didn't need to eat, less effort than constantly supressing hunger with magic

Of course the taste didn't really matter, so it was just rice with some vitamins on the side

Hearing the door open, Homura ignores it, probably somebody else deciding to eat here, maybe it would be Kyoko and Sayaka, maybe somebody she didn't know, it didn't really matter

"Hello?"

Homura freezes at the voice, her eyes instantly looking around for an escape route

Jumping off the roof was the only viable one currently

But that would blow over her normal girl disguise...

Ah, what a cruel fate

Looking up, Homura replies to Mami 

"...hello"

"Is it okay if I sit down here?"

"...yes, it is"

Smilling, Mami sits down besides her, eyes glancing at the half empty bento box

...at least it just looked like she ate everything else first, so not a huge loss

"How are you today?"

"...as usual"

"I see..."

They sit together for a few minutes, Mami bringing out her own food as she quietly eats besides her

Homura forgets for a moment why she was nervous

"Is there...a reason you watch me?"

-and she remembers with that why she was and should have been afraid 

How does she explain it? That she just likes to see her alive? Breathing and thriving? Likes to watch at least somebody directly without already some kind of prejudice changing how they see what she does

How does she explain that she simply likes to look at her?

She doesn't 

"No, there is not"

She would love to watch the others outside their classes, but it was simply impossible 

Madoka...well she wanted to talk to her for some god forsaken reason, so Homura had to avoid her, had to use alternatives to see how she is doing, much the same with Sayaka who would try to confront her about the watching, probably would call her a stalker as well... Kyoko would confront her a bit later, would find the way to make her unable to escape

"I see..."

They sit quietly for a couple of moments before Mami speaks up again

"You know...i don't really... mind it?"

"...what?"

"W-well it's just... it's a bit nice? Oh no this sounds so stupid wait..."

Mami turns away, her ears a light pink as she audibly breathes in and out

"You can...keep watching me, you haven't exactly done anything that would...make me feel too creeped out, sure it's a little weird...but everybody feels things differently...?"

What? Why is she...saying it like that??

"Just maybe...warn me? I'll give you my number!"

Number? Why would she need that?

"And then...maybe we could hang out? You... I don't think you're that bad...just maybe do less creepy watching?"

What...was happening?

"...creepy watching?"

Mami looks at her with a straight face, replying immediately 

"Creepy watching yes, you always seem to just...stare at me at lunch?"

It wasn't creepy watching, she would need some kind of intent for it to be creepy! She was just checking in on her friend! So what if she did that from the rooftop? This Mami didn't know her! It would be more creepy if she acted like she knew her!

"Hey... why do you look so offended at that!?"

"Because I am not creepy watching you, I would need...some intent for it to be creepy!"

"What!? No! Just silently watching is already creepy enough! Why are you arguing that!?"

"Because you're making it sound like that!"

"Like what?"

Homura stared

Did she really need to say it? 

"Y-you know what I mean!"

"...i honestly don't?"

Homura stays quiet, her head throbs, pain spreading over

A moment passes by, a voice speaks inside her mind

The wind stalls

Mami's expression changes

"...this shouldn't have happened, I suppose I took you too lightly Mami Tomoe"

Sighing, Homura feels pity gather in her gut

"I really don't want to talk about this"

The girl jumps away from her, wary expression filling her face 

Homura's hand goes through her head, grabbing something from the inside

When her hand unclenches, hundreds of small orbs fall to the ground, images flashing through them

Homura looks at the stranger in front of her

She's in a magical girl uniform, there is a distinct lack of it eminating around her

Not one of the law's girls then

A look on the ground puts every piece in it's place 

She knew her, before, presumably same as Kyoko

"...what did you do? No...how d-did you... there's no magic coming from you..."

Then...an hour, maybe longer

Homura takes a step towards the stranger

Space contorts as the girl appears a step closer, panic instantly filling her gaze 

She tries to move away, tries to run, tries to jump away

Everything leads back to Homura 

Gripping her head, Homura watches through her mind, washes away any signs of resistance, the world moving at her request, magic spread over gathers

A gentle kiss to the top of her forehead

A broken clock, flowers spreading from the cracks appears in it's place

Ignoring her own embarrassment, Homura glances back to the orbs

It was... going to be annoying to piece them back inside her head

It would still be worth it to save her the embarrassment, the amount of memories... Yes, it was worth it

"...what kind of conversation even made me do this? Not like it'd hurt to see right...ah"

Of course it would be something like this

Ugh! What was it with her friends! She wasn't like that! So what if she looked at girls a little long, she was simply admiring the effort they put in their looks! It was normal! She wasn't gay just because she appreciated how people look! You would think Kyoko would know, but somehow she was the one to say it the most! Sayaka had to be the second worst one too! And she was the one to help explain it to her!

Honestly...she wasn't even looking at girls that often!

Sure her eyes might have gravitated to some from time to time... sure there was that one time she walked into a wall, but that was all besides the point!

Ugh

Well, she had to go erase the memories of herself now, going through that conversation...nope

She wasn't doing that again

Dispersing the memories into the air, Homura looks back to the hundreds of small orbs laying on the floor

Now...how was she supposed to collect them all?