Magical Girl

"You wouldn't actually harm Eva," Eva boasted. "You're always so good to it. Do you really want to tear it apart and turn it into a lump of flesh?"

"Well, let's give it a try," Elmer said, glaring sideways at Jessica's window. Seeing Eleanor standing there all the time made Elmer a bit annoyed. Without his wings, he couldn't fly, but with two pairs of wings, one black and one white, how would the angel-hating Eleanor locate him? Suddenly, Elmer burst into laughter and thought to himself, "Why do I even care so much?"

"Is that funny?" Eva remained in place.

"Not at all. I just remembered something amusing, that's all. Tell me, how can I get Eva back so you can never come back?"

Eva burst into laughter and said, "Do you think I'll answer such a dull question?"

"In that case, I'll just keep you imprisoned until tomorrow morning," Elmer took out the Enchanting Dance Flute and began to play with a cold smile.