Transfigure [Spirit Hunt]

    At least the tiny Amy was well aware the dangers of fire. But, now, everyone seemed to be contemplating what a spill was, aside from the small brunette! Scrunching his nose a little, the redhead gave a moment of pause, before opening his mouth. "Like, the rolled papers, or whatever, from old movies?" Giving a small gesture as if lighting an invisible, stick-like item on a candle, the ex-actor continued to pretend to use the item on an imaginary pipe, and then shake out the 'flame' that would have been on the stick. Which, perhaps, would have been a little better portrayed in higher lighting than... well, a lighter. But, whatever. Make do with what you can, or something like that! But frankly, he didn't really know the purpose behind those sorts of 'spills,' aside from maybe not burning one's fingers in certain situations.

    Either that, or Amy's dad could make spilled liquid combust. Which, frankly, was a lot more concerning. And definitely possible in a mystery realm like this. Asher was just going to hope that he had been thinking of the definition for the right thing.

    "I guess it's dark if everyone's asleep," he commented, at the newest question that the pint-sized Amy asked. "But, we have lights in the hallway so that we don't trip." Was that normal? Asher wasn't really sure. What he was sure of, was that his step-mom was awful at navigating houses in the dark. "Aren't you afraid of the dark?" Weren't little kids usually afraid of the dark?

    In fact, just asking that question made Asher realize he wasn't too thrilled to be in such poor lighting. Luckily, Akemi would cover that part of the subject before Asher had to be the one to ask for better vision. While waiting for the 'excitement' of being stuck in the dark to go away, the redhead looked to Akemi, "it's going on five. So I guess it's more... early, now, isn't it?" Unless Mini-Amy said otherwise, that was.

    Which also meant that the current goal would be to get breakfast, right? Hopefully, the food wasn't sitting on the counter or getting stale, before Little Amy would get to it. How long had she even been stuck in her room, anyway?

Oh. Ooooh. Those things. "I think I saw a cartoon with a dumb cat and a bastard mouse with those once..." Anzu muttered quietly to herself, like a rather normal person. Akemi, meanwhile, was getting a bit of perspective into just how...eccentric Amelie was. Yet the small girl seemed about as lonely as someone else she knew.

...No wonder she was so excited to have company. As the lights came on, the duo noted how that familiar...pink hue began to treak the area. Anzu flew over to tap one of the streaks of light on the wall, while Akemi nodded to the little Amelie. "Yeah, we can. How...long has it been since you last ate, Amy?" She inquired, mostly out of curiosity.

    Little Amy couldn't help but blushing very, very brightly as soon as Asher placed his hand on her head and patted her. It should be obvious that if a person is crushing on you, doing that kind of stuff should totally be illegal! The small brunette could barely keep an even face after that, or even process the questions flung her way until a while had passed.

    "Um, mister..." She seemed to still be stuttering a bit, even if the her voice seemed to harden right afterward. "Monsters don't exist. Or... if they do, they don't care if it's dark or not."

    What did she exactly mean? At least the question served to snap her off her blushy stupor, and after that initial, strange twist in her expression, she was smiling again. "But those aren't so bad, mister! You just have to do what they say and behave like they want you to, and then they're mostly fine. No reason to be afraid of something like that, right?"

    If one looked closely, they'd be able to notice that the girl's smile was just a little bit crooked, at least for the small bit of time that the aftermath of those words lasted. Once the light was turned and the environment changed, little Amy was back to her usual, cheery self. That also meant she was ready to answer her new friends' questions!

    "I don't... know. Yesterday, maybe?" Was what she replied to Akemi. "I feel like I shouldn't be hungry, but I am. Is that bad?"

    As Anzu tried to interact with one of the many pink streaks that littered the area, she'd feel a small jolt of electricity coursing through her body, immediately followed by a fiery flash projected directly into her mind's eye. Somewhat intense, even if it lasted for a split second.

    Back with the humans... "Yup! Pink's my favorite color! The brighter, the better!" Was it a coincidence that a hue of said color was overflowing the area? Maybe. "And... I think she said something about a..." She made a pause, almost as if she were struggling with the word. "Lobster, I think? I'm not sure! Why do you ask? Do you want some lobster too, mister?"

    As they advanced, the end of the hallway would be rather obvious, even if probably not quite what everyone expected it to be. A robust stone door that looked to be centuries, if not millennia old. And, if any more confirmation was needed, the word K I T C H E N was etched on it. It didn't manage to make it any less suspicious, though!

    "Look, it seems like we're almost there!"

    While it hadn't been Asher's intent to break any laws via headpats, it seemed that everyone felt uncomfortable in some way or another! Amy, by rules of embarrassment. Everyone else? The creepy expression that tiny Amy gave with her response. Oh wow, that was unsettling. Let's not. Ever again.

    "I guess I'm just bad at following rules," he shrugged, avoiding making any indicator of his concern about the small Amy. At least this was affirming to him more that the child they were interacting with likely had no actual relation to Amy's childhood. Or, at least, now he was extremely hoping it didn't! For so many reasons!

    Either way, if monsters were real in whatever reality this was, and they expected someone to obey, he could only imagine that the group was in for a world of trouble. If not due to him, probably due to a certain bean. You know, the same bean that just seemed to have a bad reaction to the pink on the walls. That didn't really encourage a comforting feeling, either!

    Suddenly, Asher was deciding that purple definitely felt like a better favorite color than pink. Not that either of them were really colors he would consider a favorite. As far as lobster went? It wasn't really his favorite, but he certainly wouldn't tell a little girl that. And, chances were, it wasn't going to end up being something actually edible, anyway. "Only if there's enough to share," he settled on responding with. Hopefully, there wasn't. The longer they were here, the less he wanted to touch anything in the home.

    "It definitely looks fancy for a kitchen door," Asher commented in response to the door seeming off. Sure, someone could be the skeptic, but he had a feeling if nobody played along, things might not go so well. It wasn't like they could really leave on a whim if Amy suddenly hated everyone, at that.

    Maybe this Amy was essentially a monster that wanted people to behave. He hoped not.

    Regardless! The redhead gave a small nod about going into the room together, and approached the door with the others. Looking at the expression Akemi gave, Asher pressed his lips tightly together and gave a small shrug. There wasn't a lot for them to do, really! Aside from enter the kitchen, that was. But, this whole thing definitely didn't feel right.

    With the tamer's offer to get Amy food, Asher shifted to open yet another door of the home, and hope for the best.

The laws of headpats aside, this realm's peculiarities were becoming more and more pronounced the further they dared to go within. "Well, I think you'll get there someday." Akemi told little Amy as she got in front of this...odd construct. But she looked at Amelie with a perked brow. Did...Did she have sisters? Huh, seems they might have had more in common than one might think.

"...There's only three, though..." Akemi muttered as she looked over the lobster rolls. Anzu was staring at them. "...What the heck're those?" The bean stated in a rather uncouth display of how uncultured she was. Of course, Akemi was pretty versed on what lobster rolls were and how to make them. "...Asher, keep watch, I don't trust the pink." She muttered as she went up to start preparing the fourth sandwich.

Anzu, meanwhile, flew over to small Amy. "So, what're your sisters like?"

    The situation at hand was... strange, and that was to say the very least. But that had been the situation for a while, hadn't it? The four individuals were sitting in the conspicuously calm room all by themselves, all while the short-yet-not-shortest girl present decided to prepare the missing refreshment so the group could enjoy them all together. Friends always enjoyed meals together, right? It wouldn't be fair for the last person if the rest ate while they prepared the sandwich, so they waited for now, even despite little Amy's stomach deciding that wasn't the best course of action.

    "Brothers...?" That had been the first question uttered in the tiny brunette's direction. Did she have brothers? "I mean, I have one, even if he really doesn't get very jealous. Tobi is a little, uh... carefree? That's the word Mom uses to describe him!" Which was code for him not really giving most earthly matters a lot of importance, but that would probably be too hard to explain to a young girl.

    As an expectant Amelie keep on waiting for Akemi to finish, it seemed like the whole environment froze; the weird light seemed to have stopped its advance altogether. Could what was happening at the moment be linked with that, somehow? It was hard to guess.

    "My sisters, Miss? They're nothing special, I think!" Weird way to describe a human. 'Nothing special'. "Valerie is tall and has dark hair and is very athletic. Yvonne is tall-but-less-tall, used to have dark hair but now is blonde, and is very smart! She may be smarter than the four of us combined!"

    A brief description, but that was probably because lengthening the topic for too much would be awkward, right? By now, however, Amy was looking rather intently at Akemi. "Are the sandwiches ready, Miss? I'm hungry~"

    That's what they were here for, right?