Interdimensional Magic Shenanigans Reupload (In memory of Ch3rryblossom05)

96: This calls for "Exorcism"

DISCLAIMER!: Hazardous, proceed with caution; Children under [years of old] are greatly discouraged from attempting to recreate this at home.

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Hatter contemplated the wreath in pensive silence, he carefully picked it up, brushing his fingertips over the petals before replacing it back on the shelf he took it from.

-"That's- Wow, I don't know what to say, I'm really touched." He murmured, "Whose initiative was it?" He inquired, albeit already having an idea of the answer.

Kiara, who kept rolling and shifting, wriggling to the left and to the right, straightened herself as she sat up on the sofa.

-"Your kid." She answered him, "She was devoted to 'letting your soul part in peace', we searched the entire household for those darned candles ... I can't remember if we found them in the end. You better cherish her, she's one of those things you'll eternally regret ever losing."

The man gulped and nodded in understanding.

A good ten minutes passed, and Hatter went outside—he wanted to thank the deities which pulled him out from the afterlife. Tim tried to make handstands and even hand-walked around the living room.

Cherry rushed down the staircase with a textbook under her arm and something else which was hidden behind her back.

-"Hey fruit roll, come here for a minute." Kiara called, she sprung from the couch where she previously tossed in discomfort.

Cherry strolled inside the common room, she promptly swiped the package she held behind a pillow on the couch and threw her textbook in there too before turning to the angelic entity.

-"Have you ever done an exorcism before?" The woman asked the teen, examining her nails.

-"No ..." Cherry admitted meekly.

-"That's fine. But would you like to?"

Hearing such a proposition, the teenager's eyes colored themselves a bright pink and she giddily said she did.

-"Time to share some millennium-old Irpanese wisdom—There was this one saying which went like: 'For every man who feels forsaken in their home, a thousand mice behind the walls forever roam.'" Kiara rapped her knuckle against the living room wall as she said so, producing a hollow sound.

-"Ouh," Cherry's eyes glittered, "... What's 'Irpanese'?"

-"My nationality." The woman smirked.

-"But I thought you were Angelic ..." Cherry muttered with puzzlement.

-"Angelic is my species," Kiara snickered at the evident confusion. "Since the land in which I had been born was named Irpen, that makes me Irpanese. Don't tire yourself overthinking it, we're all kinda high at the end of the day." She dismissively waved her hand.

Tim stopped fooling around to listen, lost balance and fell onto his butt.

-"Jay, do you wanna join us?" Cherry asked him.

Franklin was uninterested in any of it and went in search of someone else to grant him attention. He found MC in the kitchen and relentlessly followed the militant around.

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"You're not talking about Eclipse again are you," Poldara joked, "I thought we didn't want to exorcise our emotional support bastard."

"I thought Hatts was the emotional support bastard," Mandara said, looking up from his computer, "also, after what I heard happened in the Eye of Ora, I'd prefer you guys didn't go meddling in the occult, I am not going to have any Grudges or Bloody Marys in this house."