Honkai Accidents

Magical Principal

Theresa, the Principle of St. Freya and Kiana's aunt, entered her office, glancing around to ensure she was alone.

Theresa: "Okay... No one is here..."

A mischievous glimmer sparkled in her eyes as she headed to her closet, retrieving a vibrant and frilly magical girl outfit from her past. Despite her mature age of 40, Theresa had managed to maintain her petite stature, allowing her to still fit into the costume. While embarrassing, it brought back memories of her youth. Well, mentally at least, as she was forever mistaken for a child due to her height.

As she slipped into the outfit, a wave of nostalgia washed over her. Despite her physical appearance, she was mentally 40 years old and longed for the moments of her youth. Theresa stood before the mirror, ready to embrace her magical girl persona.

Donning the outfit, Theresa walked up to her mirror, struck a pose, and began reciting cringe-worthy phrases, trying to emulate the magical girls of her past.

"Fear not! I am the light that brings hope!" She puffed out her chest, attempting to look intimidating. "With love and courage, I shall defeat the darkness!" Another cute pose followed, her expression determined. "By the power of friendship, justice shall prevail!" Theresa continued, fully embracing the cringe of the magical girl world.

She struck another pose, her face a mix of cuteness and determination. "In the name of sparkles and rainbows, I shall protect the innocent!" Theresa couldn't help but giggle at her own theatrics. "With the power of positivity, I'll make all dreams come true!" She struck one last pose, her face displaying a blend of cuteness and intensity.

Taking a deep breath, Theresa prepared to deliver her final cringe-worthy magical girl phrase. "By the power of glitter and unicorns, I shall bring harmony to the world!" Just as she was about to utter the phrase, a clicking sound resembling a camera shutter echoed in the room.

Theresa froze, her heart sinking as she slowly turned her head to find Bronya, the student, standing there. The room fell silent, the tension palpable. Theresa's face flushed with embarrassment as she desperately tried to gather her composure.

"Umm...," Bronya stuttered, clearly taken aback by the unexpected sight.

For what felt like an eternity, the two stared at each other in silence, until Bronya broke the spell and swiftly dashed away, leaving Theresa standing alone.

"No! No! Wait, Bronya! Please, come back!" she cries out, pleading for Bronya to stop.

But Bronya, quickly turns on her heels and runs for her life.

Theresa stands there, both mortified and disappointed, realizing that her secret magical girl moments have been exposed.

Theresa couldn't let Bronya get away. With a determined expression on her face, she dashed out of her office, still clad in her magical girl outfit. The halls of St. Freya Academy, an all-girls school, suddenly became a scene of shock and awe.

As Theresa chased after Bronya, the students in the hallway couldn't believe their eyes. They blushed and covered their mouths, exchanging glances filled with disbelief. Some couldn't resist the temptation and pulled out their phones, eager to capture this unforgettable moment or record the hilarity that was unfolding.

Theresa's heart raced as she shouted after Bronya, her voice echoing through the corridors. "Bronya! Get back here!"

The students parted ways, creating a path for the principal-turned-magical girl. Whispers filled the air, a mix of astonishment and amusement. Theresa's face turned crimson, but she couldn't stop now. She had to catch Bronya and sort out the embarrassing situation later.

The chase continued, drawing more attention with each passing moment. Laughter erupted, mingling with the sounds of running footsteps. Theresa's determination never wavered, even as her embarrassment grew. She refused to let Bronya escape.

Finally, after a thrilling pursuit, Theresa managed to corner Bronya, who had run out of breath. She panted heavily, her face flushed and filled with both fear and amusement.

Theresa stood there, realizing the absurdity of the situation. She glanced down at her outfit, now fully aware that she was still dressed as a magical girl. A horrified gasp escaped her lips as she covered her mouth in embarrassment.

The students around them burst into laughter, unable to contain their amusement any longer. Some clapped, while others captured the scene on their phones, ensuring this memorable moment would be forever etched in their memories.

Theresa's face turned beet red as she quickly shuffled away, dragging Bronya along. She couldn't face the students any longer. The echoes of laughter followed them as they disappeared down the hallway, leaving behind a trail of amusement and a principal in a magical girl outfit, caught in an embarrassing chase.

Theresa continued walking, dragging Bronya along, both of them shrouded in an awkward silence that stretched for what felt like an eternity.

Bronya hesitated before finally breaking the silence. "So umm... Madam Theresa?"

Theresa's gaze remained fixed ahead, her expression still a mix of embarrassment and frustration. "Not a word, Bronya," she replied firmly. "I don't want to talk about it."

Bronya nodded, sensing the tension in Theresa's voice. She understood that her principal was mortified by the whole ordeal and decided it was best not to push the topic further.

They continued their journey through the school, the sound of their footsteps echoing through the empty hallways. Occasionally, they passed by students who couldn't help but steal glances, their eyes widening with disbelief and amusement.

Theresa tried her best to maintain her composure, even though her magical girl outfit felt like a constant reminder of her embarrassment. She quickened her pace, hoping to reach a more secluded area where she could have a moment to collect herself.

Finally, they reached a quiet spot in the school garden, away from prying eyes. Theresa let out a sigh, releasing her grip on Bronya's arm. She leaned against a nearby bench, her face still flushed.

Bronya approached cautiously, concern evident in her eyes. "Madam Theresa, are you alright?"

Theresa mustered a weak smile, appreciating Bronya's thoughtfulness. "I'll be fine, Bronya. It's just... a momentary lapse of judgment, I suppose."

Bronya nodded, offering a reassuring pat on Theresa's shoulder. "We all have those moments, Madam Theresa. It's a part of being human."

Theresa's smile grew slightly more genuine as she looked at her student. "Thank you, Bronya. Your understanding means a lot to me."

The two shared a brief moment of camaraderie, their bond strengthened by the shared experience. It was a reminder that even in embarrassing situations, true friends were there to support each other.

As they prepared to head back to their respective duties, Theresa took a deep breath, determination shining in her eyes. "Let's put this behind us, shall we? From now on, no more magical girl mishaps during school hours."

Bronya chuckled softly, a genuine smile gracing her lips. "Agreed, Madam Theresa. We'll make sure to keep the magical girl adventures for our imaginations."

Theresa vowed to herself that she would never let anyone see her magical girl outfit again, especially not during school hours. But deep down, she knew that this would be a story the students of St. Freya Academy would retell for years to come, much to her everlasting chagrin.

To be Continued....