"Friends"

 An uneventful night.

"K-kyah!"

 

Absolutely nothing of interest to note.
 

"Where are you putting your--"
 

Quiet and peaceful.
 

"A-a-aaaaahhhh!!!"
 

Those two are having sex again. I don't know if I should walk away or break my silence.
 

"Heheh... you make a really nice face when I put it in here, you know..."
"G-go... f-faster..."
 

That gives me my answer. I can't say I blame the happy couple, but I underestimated the sex drive of both spectral life and the undying. I think I will spend my time with other company for the moment.
It's not a long road to get there, but it's not one everyone knows how to take. You wouldn't think to move your mind in ways like this if you hadn't tried it before. But if you're as versed in the basics as I am, it barely takes more than a moment to get here.
 

And just like that, I no longer sit on the porch of an abandoned wooden house in the middle of the desert, with nothing but the vast plains of sand stretching out before me as scenery. My new surroundings are richer, greener, more vibrant and... altogether still a bit strange, but familiarly so.
"Somethin' pull you here, old girl?"
"The regular distractions of the desert sand."
 

I greet an old friend. In a general sense, we live far away. Well, she does. A benefit of traveling light is that it's easier for me to come to her neck of the woods when the situation calls for it. Kiki's an odd sort, but she's well versed in what she verses herself in, and those verses are pertinent to those with bodies as strange and metallic as mine and my sister's.
"Aha, ahaha! Figures! The desert heat sure sounds like it gets to your folk in more ways than one. I might've been interested in touring around there myself if I wasn't more worried about the sand grindin' up in my gears."
"It's less of a problem than it sounds... but I guess my skin might just be better at protecting against that."
"Yeah, I'm sure it's just me bein' paranoid. How's the sister doin'? Able to get her pokin' her head around in here any time soon?"
"You're asking like that's a good idea. With her self esteem, some of the other witches would have her creating a box in her own head to crawl into... but to answer, things have been much better. Now that she's stopped trying to kill herself, specifically."
 

The 'Blooming' incident is a story for another day. I'm still a little shocked by how it all ended, but nobody got hurt and the girls made some new friends, so I suppose it was a good outcome, all in all.
"... Well.... Chloe didn't get her arm back, but... I... guess she doesn't need her...?"
"You're talking out loud again."
"Ah."
"Aha, ahahahahah! Don't worry your cute little head! All I can tell is, you've got some more stories to hide in there. Which is fine by me! I'm just glad to get to see your little face."
Teasing me again, Kiki?
"Flattery won't get you anywhere. You've already seen my entire body, anyway, so I'm not sure why you think it's needed."
"Ahaha! I told you before, didn't I? I think it's a waste not to tell beautiful li'l things just how beautiful they are."
"You may want to stop emphasizing the li'l part."
"Can't help it if I also got a thing for shorties."
"Right."

I wonder if that necktie girl she mentioned is about my height. No, that's hard to see... If she was, I'd almost be worried...

The flow of our conversation simply continued like this. On and on. I'm not sure how she talks with non-witches, but when Kiki gets her mouth open around me, she seems to have difficulty getting it shut again. Not that I mind.
I used to have a bit of trouble following the flow. Now I've learned how to ride it a bit better. Stay afloat. I guess it's because Lize was the one who always did the talking before... but we live our own lives now.
There are times, actually. Where I think back to our travels together, in that one body. Out of all the bodies, hers was the one I felt most at home in. I'm still not entirely sure why. But I don't miss it too much. This body she gave me has a part of her in it, still. A part she gave me... or maybe a part I just selfishly took myself. But she'd tell me not to worry about which is the answer to that question, so I won't.
Besides, we can see each other any time. Me, her, Chloe, Fio, Kiki, Magnet... our company of two has grown to a size I could never have believed.
There is one big benefit to having my own body. Nobody can possibly hear it when I say this to myself. So... I'll say it now.

"Viva la company!"
"Aha?"
"... Good night."

The scenery vanishes from my sight. I've returned straight to where I was. Magnet and Coronet are still engaging in paradoxical homosexual cross-life state coitus.
I don't know when the next time I'll be able to show my face around there without it flushing red might be. Unfortunate.