Flan 4:
>"Koooooaaaaakuuuumaaaaa~ Are you okay!?!"
Flan 2:
>"Well, one, I haven't attacked you yet. Two, even though I'm chasing you, I'm being friendly. Three, you didn't give me a reason to lie to you..."
Flan 1:
>Is it Marisa?
>If so: "HIIIIII MAAAAAARIIIIISA~~~!!!"
Flan 4:
>She shrugs off some of the dizziness and starts getting back up.
>"...y-yeah..."
Flan 2:
>"W-Well... uhm... eh... y-you... uh... oh ! Y-You won't attack us cause you can't damage the books ! Yeah ! That's it !"
>"Let us gooooooooo..."
Flan 1:
>Yes !
>"...? Oh ! Little one, what's all this ruckus going on ze ? Ya just dashed off after nothing or something.
>She leaves the large-ish sack on the table nearby.
Flan 1:
> If it's INDEED her...
> Hug that black-white!
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Flan 2:
> "I bet we could be friends!"
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Flan 3:
> How are our friends doing? Anything of note?
Flan 1:
>You swiftly pull out a hug that takes her aback !
>"Ooof... Oi, ya don't need to be so amped up heheh." She says while returning the affectionate gesture, feels warm.
Flan 2:
>"...friends ? N-No ! Well..."
>"I mean... maybe..."
>"You sure ? She's a bit weird..."
>They slow down some.
Flan 3:
>You are not nearby them, the newly named pixie is here though.