Lakefront Property Closing Papers

[PepsiYuuka]

When did I become the babysitter here?

Yuuka leaned back against the tree, barely turning her tired eyes to look at the green-haired fairy as she spoke. She seemed- and was- deep in thought. Here she was, barely awake, horribly injured herself, almost as fresh faced, taking responsibility for others. And it wasn't even like she was a responsible person in the first place. Certainly, before she'd come here, she would have just refused. "Just not that kind of person," she would have said. Wouldn't have even thought twice.

And yet-

She pulled her hands down her face dramatically- or, at least a bit dramatically. For several seconds, all she managed was a sigh. At the moment she looked much like an exasperated teenager who was trying to explain to her mother that Facebook was not Google, stop putting your searches there. Yuuka Kazami is not a suitable mentor figure for anyone, stop leaving your children with her. But still- what was she going to do? Just leave these kids to kill each other? Or someone else?

Then she seriously stopped for a moment to wonder what had inspired it within herself to even care. There was no reason she couldn't just walk away right now and leave the fairies be, say "whatever happens, happens." But this unpleasant feeling in the back of her mind- this feeling of weakness, her own weakness- screamed back at her. She was fallible now. She wasn't above others now. She wasn't any better or worse by virtue of being herself. Before she knew it, her eyes were locked on her injured leg, as if trying to support that.

"...I suppose..." Her voice was weak, a bit distant, as she agreed to Daiyousei. But she blinked a couple times to snap herself out of it, then firing back with, "But if we ever go back- if I ever see her again- Letty owes me a hell of a lot of Child Support! It's difficult being a single mother in this day and age, you know." Chuckling at her own attempt at a joke, Yuuka's usual smile returned to her face. There was no point in not accepting it, was there? If she was going to agree, she may as well agree wholeheartedly rather than think too much about it.

By now Cirno was waking up, so Yuuka turned to her instead.

To be honest, Yuuka wasn't exactly shocked by her answer to the request, either. And yet she still took a shot with "Hm, if you're already the strongest here, what's the sense in getting stronger?" Her smile was as bright as ever, speaking volumes of how seriously she was taking this all. (Read: Not seriously at all.) She didn't give much time to reply to her rhetorical question though, following it up with, "but that'll be easy enough, since I'll be teaching her some moves, too." Yuuka motioned to Clownpiece as she spoke, looking over her shoulder at the hell fairy.

Noticing said fairy was looking elsewhere, Yuuka then turned to look at the still unconscious brown-haired fairy at their side. Ah, so she was worried about her. But Yuuka didn't blame her on that one- the kid looked pretty roughed up. Not that she had any brilliant ideas about how to help, either. "Maybe we should use Frosty-chan as an ice pack for her," came the inevitably stupid suggestion, and stupid nickname. She wasn't sure if she was hoping Cirno would ignore it, or get upset, or- all the options pleased her, to some extent.