Magical Sweet Sugar Claire

A pair of people, simply waiting for a bus, awaited one dark night. One that didn't seem any different than any other, or so I thought. Sitting next to some other unsuspecting guy, even now the situation doesn't seem like it would be even remotely possible. Our bored clueless selves couldn't tell there might've been anything that would happen...

They did not however, expect a slimey, scaley beast, being pummeled into the ground by a small girl wearing... red and yellow. Or, bleeding profusely and beating at them with a spear rather desperately, grunting and screaming not in the way a child would.

The pair got up to help, or back away, but the scene itself was rather contained, creature cleaving it's pseudo-claws at the girl as she bashed the last echos of life from it... and soon after it was finished, the child falling over dead nearby. Or, if not, she would be quickly by the sight of entrails falling out from her body from the fall... I looked to the man in mild shock... It took some time before he approached and checked on the girl, as if it would help somehow...

And then came the next thing, a small, fuzzy creature, coming out from the shadows and sighing at the sight. "Puchuu - she’s dead now. I guess I’ll need a replacement..." it said, sighing in a dejected tone. It's look didn't fully seem sorrowful, though, it certainly sounded genuine all the same. It glanced around.

"You two should work, two would work better than a single one, Puchuu. That settles it, you work for me now." it said, the man and woman still... stunned as it says this. An abrupt question was about to come out of the woman's mouth before being interrupted by a sharp, sudden pain that they both shared. She felt her body shrinking, melting away, as it was twisting, changing... she felt power. An echo, ringing through her head...

I had recalled though. While that girl seemed ridiculously strong though. And she still ended up a brutally torn up corpse in front of us... no, I needed power. The echos... they told me not to. It was wrong, I'm pushing things too far. The puchuu thing cried it's name out in concern, as the golden coin in my hand turned to a pitch black, before shriveling into ash, as most of my coins faded away...

In return... I felt... stronger. Better. More than I would have before... right? I don't quite know how I know but... I did, as a smile ran across my face, as I took a simple glance at the rather cutesy attire that was misleading from my power, as the little critter scurried away... How dare it... it was wise to scurry for cover behind the two girls there now were, the guy seemed to have split into a pair, with a tiny flying birdie companion... adorable, yet they were... blind? No, ignorant. They still were confused, the power was leading me along, I could feel it, there was purpose, a greater one for me to exist... Holding up my last coin, I looked to it as it shattered and altered fate for me. As if signing my agreement to the terms I was given now.

In an instant, the woman Claire Reinleigh, ceased to exist, replaced only by her younger, more vital incarnation. From anyone and everyone's minds, save my own. My old existence would just weigh me down, wouldn't it... "Quick! You must decide and use those coins!" the little fuzzball warned, as I shook my head and approached a few steps, glancing to my hands. A slingshot in one hand, an oversized backpack in the other... I can't say how I knew, but dropping the backpack, I simply pulled it back as a cake materialized within.

A simple, innocent looking thing, my powers certainly didn't look 'normal' by any means. But that just ment I was all the more unique. Better. Stronger. Destined... The furball quickly darted to the forest before I could get a shot off, and the two idiotic failures that together was a magical girl looked to it in somewhat shock, their bird alone the only one realizing the problem to this situation... A sugary, comical 'Bwoomf!' rang out from my cake loaded into the slingshot as it expanded. A gathering of power... if they were going to give me as perfect a chance as this...

Who was I to waste it?

Releasing it out as I tried my powers out, I aimed for the one that felt weaker. More 'normal' in attire, without a theme or otherwise, as she gave a yelp and was practically crushed instantly by the cake... but no, that wasn't the true effects of my magic. Perhaps she was lucky, or perhaps fate was just toying with her, my strike bounced off somewhat.

The damage however, was quite apparent, as her limbs were simple. Smooth, rounded, and a golden brown, that of a delicious gingerbread cookie. To match, they were just as worthless as one might expect, an attempt to take a step with her new leg caused it to snap in half, the myths and all lied, as she looked down and screamed in horror.

The other sister was snapped awake by this, as she retaliated with a fireball, fool... While I had half a mind to tell her that they needed to follow me, I hardly cared for someone as dimwitted as they were. A stupid guy, given powers and made a girl... So what if she's confused, she should realize they were inferior, they even dropped their coins they were told so clearly were important. Completely incompetent, they'd do better as power for myself. No, most girls would, only the ones that could follow, and actually held any merit would stand a chance at surviving what fate had in store...

"I guess I'll just have to consume enough to deal with this all myself though." she sighed as she thought out loud, holding up her slingshot as an ice cream scoop formed, and similarly gave a comical 'Bwoompfh' to the head of the slingshot, and the ice cream itself expanding, before she fired it off once more. Slamming into the fire, it extinguished the flames, though also melted the ice cream... the splashing remains continuing however, as her 'sister' she created looked up to find.

The tidal wave of icecream splashing upon her, it cleared quickly to reveal her entire body changed to that of a cookie. A smirk came from the girl, approaching as the other one screamed in shock, did she honestly not even notice her own sister was in such danger? There was limits to how oblivious you could get... Their tiny bird flew in my way, so as to stop me. Brave. And saddening, for such a good bird to be assigned to such a failure as these two.

Oh well. In a nimble motion, a tiny little candy was formed, and fed into the bird's mouth as the squawked frantically at the girl, turning the bird into a fluffy marshmallow of itself... she'd give it the decency to return in time though. It could find a new master, if it was able to overcome her spell. She didn't put nearly as much oomph into it as the other ones, if it was half as competent as she assumed, it would. And if it found her a strong candidate to test out, all the better... if not, she would do as she was about to do to the pitiful creation.

And that was, picking the cookie up, surprisingly light if one didn't consider it a magically created cookie, as the girl in a flaming red dress could only yelp in utter surprise, shock, before darting into the forest like a coward... her sister having a look of terror on her cookie face... it was adorable. Hilarious... and as such, my mouth opened far wider than any human should have been able to stretch, as I bit the entire head off.

I kicked the bird-marshmellow to the side, hiding it in the bushes. If it was lucky, it would break free before some vermin found it and ate it's eyes out, but oh well if it didn't, as I gathered my backpack onto my back and continued along, no longer taking as wide of bites, but nibbling and chewing at my cookie treat all the while.

It was sweet, fluffy, and warm. Naturally so, humans are warm on the inside, it was the perfect temperature, and would likely stay that way. Saturated in magic, and if I wasn't mistaken, her soul trapped inside... Well, it would be trapped inside me, later, so to speak by the end of this. I looked down suddenly as I realized, though, thankfully not, my stomach hadn't grown any despite eating a giant cookie's head. And while I rushed the right arm after a few more minutes of savoring, the perfect mix of a fluffy cookie and the crunchy exterior texture, I felt none the more filled. Or none the more bloated, a joy, seems I could eat as much sweets as I wanted if I wanted...

As for the coward that ran, I was still chasing. At a leisurely jog though, so as not to tire myself out pointlessly. While I had a feeling my powers kept such inconveniences as stomach aches clear even if I was to run, there was no rush. I could tell where they went. Where I was going... somehow. Someway. I chalked it up to the powers and fate I was granted, a sly smile running across my face, before I interrupted it with another bite on that delicious girl.

So it continued, for the next two hours. I closed in somewhat, but it seems the incompetent was good at noticing and fleeing from me before I could so much as start anything. What a bother. Every time I closed in, she seemed more panicked, more exhausted... and by the end of those two hours, I had finished off her sister. Safely in my belly, to power the magic that would soon reunite her with her sister...

I miscalculated though. Rather, I underestimated the girl, backed into a corner so to speak in the forest, next she spotted me, while I expected her to run even if she seemed exhausted, she instead reacted wildly, setting the forest ablaze in a panic... before running once more. A wince, as I backed away, before starting to run, the fire catching and spreading far faster. Potent magic... I could chase her down still, this changed nothing, but despite trying to shoot an oversized ice cream or slushie, it only hardly  held back the blazing inferno of a firewall, the most I could do was run and flee out of the forest.

By the time I chased them back down, it was another hour later once more. And they seemed to be back at where they ran from, picking up crumbs as if that would save her sister... How naive. Still, I figured it gave a good chance, as I took aim, and the signature sound of the cream pie loaded into my weapon rang before I quickly fired it off.

She hardly had time to react, narrowly diving out of the way as the pie splatted into the pavement and skidded across, asphalt below now converted to a layer of strawberry and cream filling... My prey stood up exhausted, as she flung her hands out frantically as to fire out explosive bolts of fire, and while I could peg a few in the air with sweets and turn them into gumballs and lemon drops, it was quickly evident that wouldn't stop them all compared to the last fireball, as I dived aside.

Not missing a beat, the moment I landed, a point of my fingers aimed above them, as they looked up and spotted a giant block of jelly falling down towards her. She held her hand aside, and summoned a blade, before slashing at it, though, jelly splattering to her arm, her sword quickly converting first to a wobbly jelly blade, and her arm slowly shifting to jelly as well, much to her panicked worry. She saw her sister's arm change like this, how was she surprised? Idiot...

Holding up my slingshot, I loaded not one, but a few sweets in now, and released them all, the girl panicedly trying to evade and block, only to have each piece hit it's mark, turning every limb into a different desert for me to devour. Delicious... But I wasn't done, as she stared back in utter terror, trying to wiggle and wobble away... I held up my slingshot, taking aim... 'Bwoompf. Bwoomph. Bwooooooommmmmm...' the flan I loaded into the slingshot went... growing, Growing. Impossibly so, beyond any way I should be able to hold it... as a smile ran across my face. The magic within me was guiding me now. It wasn't quite enough to just finish her, no, she could do better... And this was it. The ultimate magic she had in her arsenal. "Eternal Confectionery..." she said in a somewhat sinister, yet playful tone towards the girl, as tears welled up on their face and a meek whimper escaped, before releasing it nearly point blank, a flood of flan covering the landscape, I was effectively blind in the mix... But unaffected, it was my magic after all.

The sweet mix faded away though, born from magic, as I looked around. Like a scene from a board game or some dreamscape, the trees around were turned into lollipops, popsicles and more, the bus stop now constructed out of wafer crackers, and the ground a sweet frosting coated landscape. A part of me felt as if I should be shocked, but it felt... right... I decided not to dwell on either feeling, turning the landscape to deserts was... nice, but I could tell, was not exactly a 'good' way to think of things.

I stared down to the wobbly flan as it jiggled as a response on it's plate, wobbling frantically from the change before it came to a halt... Too dull, from what the scene just was. While the I was expended of most of my magical power, I felt one last thing I could do to them before their end. Kneeling before it, there was a flan the size of my head, sitting upon a simple porcelain plate that, likely due to it's magical creation, didn't shatter and supported the flan that once was a girl. Once was a girl that once was a man... A giggle rang out from me as I held a finger up and with a glowing tap, brought the sugary delight to life, rather, allowing the soul of that girl to be re-animated.

Not as a person mind you, but as their current form, a sweet treat in front of me, jiggling as the shape of a terrified girl's face formed somewhat upon the flattened top of the treat. She seemed to be trying to scream and beg, without a single sound of course since she was just a magically animated flan now, beckoning a giggle from the me as I looked to them cruelly. I'd let her sit there for now though, saving the best of desert for last as I headed back.

The coins she dropped... I picked them up, and tried to get a response as I did with the others before, no response from the bronze or silver really... Well, no matter, they must have some value somewhere or somehow. Perhaps I just had to do it differently now, compared to when I first did. A flick as I tossed them into my bag, and examined the area. "Ooo, though, the candies will be good if I save them later though! No telling how long it'll take till I find another girl cute enough to eat right up... I guess I'll save these then." I remarked as I started to gather what I could, starting with her candy cane leg.

I chewed and ate away at the waffle cone that used to be their left arm, crunching and allowing shards and crumbs to wastefully fall from my face as I devoured it anxiously, the jelly arm that was her right arm being bit and slurped into quickly, and with  a flick of my finger, the gumdrops, candies, that once made up her right arm she pointed as they flicked up and into the bag in a gentle control... before smiling, approaching the pathetic last remains of the girl. A smile grew on my face, as the look of terror on the flan grew and grew as it tried to stretch and shuffle away from me, incompetent and unable to realize their fate to the end... A sense of terror the once-human's eyes as the maw approached them ever so slowly, as my magical girl form faded, to that of a simple, non magical girl, feeling honestly famished, this hopefully would be filling now. Perhaps they would finally do something right for once, this was their last chance after all.

"Bon...appé...tit~!" I said happily, before taking a large bite out of my desert... I wonder. Do all people taste like these girls, or are magical girls special in taste... Perhaps that was something I could check on the side. Another bite into the flan settled it, I'd go check a few other tastes to find the best...