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[Today, while roaming the Gardens, you might come across an unusual sight. Sure, there has been blonde maid in the Gardens for the past month and a half or so, but not one that is so...short. Or young. Upon closer examination, though, it seems that the clothes she is wearing are too big for her, and there's a bag of popcorn from the café cradled in her arms. Ah. Maybe that explains it.]

[The rabbits seem to be out in full force today, too, which isn't exactly helping matters. They harry Yumeko as they follow along at her heels, nipping at her socks and constantly getting underfoot in a way that offers just enough room to act like they aren't trying to trip her. Yumeko's scowl deepens more and more the longer this goes on, until finally she outright growls and throws the bag right at them in frustration. It's tossed with all the force she can muster, candy spilling everywhere as it hits the ground.]

[Whether or not that makes them scatter, Yumeko stomps past them without a backward glance at the mess she's made.]

Hmph...

[ ooc: JSYK, Yumeko has retained all her memories. The deaging isn't just physical, though — her mentality has also regressed, so despite her best efforts to do otherwise, she'll be behaving like a child. ]

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[ A moment after her outburst, a hand daintily collects a fallen piece of popcorn and brings it to eye level for strangely critical examination. ] Such a mess...

[She actually doesn't recognize Yuuka by voice alone. Her tone is definitely familiar, though, and it's familiar in a way that makes Yumeko's spine go rigid. It's only when she turns back around to look at the scene of popcorn-based carnage she has wrought that she realizes why that is.]

[Yumeko gasps.]

You're—?!

[Definitely not an elegant greeting befitting of Shinki's maid, but it'll have to do.]

[ Munching that piece because, well, it wasn't off of the ground, just in that bag, and no animals have been in it just yet.

She tilts her head to the side, thoughtfully, eyes narrowing critically. ] I'm—?

You're here! What are you doing here?!

[Have you ever seen a preteen trying to look so righteously angry? It's funnier when she has to gather up her over-long skirts to move without taking the risk of tripping over them and falling right on her face. She takes a step or two back as she hikes them up, not...sure how to handle this situation with Yuuka right in front of her and herself in her current state.]

Me? [ She can tell this girl is either familiar with her or her reputation, but Yuuka isn't giving in to that idea so easily. The youkai looked down at the mess at her feet then up at the girl. ] I appear to be witnessing a little girl wasting her food, for starters.

I'm not a little girl! [She puffs up as she says it, and as ridiculous as it sounds right now, it's true. ~~Though that doesn't change the fact that she probably said the same thing hundreds of times when she actually was that age.~~ Nastily, she adds,] And the animals can take care of the food — though I guess they're already doing that, aren't they?

[It is, perhaps, not a great idea to yip at Yuuka when she's like this, but Yumeko puts duty above most everything else, and right now, with an enemy of Makai in front of her, her duty is...to be antagonistic. Yes.]

[ There is something about that indignant reasoning that is familiar to her, but she has trouble placing it. Just like she has trouble placing that funny feeling in her limbs... perhaps it's just the chill air getting under the layers of her clothes that is bothering her — clothes that normally should be a good fit for her, if breezy, that aren't fitting so well...

Not that she's paying any attention to it. ] Why should they have to do your work for you? It doesn't seem fair.

[Yuuka is still larger enough that Yumeko doesn't immediately place what's going on, either. The fact that she's so flustered might help with that, too, though.]

The only ones I see around here are troublemakers. Extra chores are a nicer punishment than they deserve.

[Totally talking about the rabbits. Right.]

"Chores"? [ Hmm. Now who would she know that would phrase it like that? It could be this girl is entirely foreign — though there are so many from Gensokyo that Yuuka has already met here and it wouldn't be odd to assume that a great many were.... here...

Hmm. That's odd. Yuuka shrugged a shoulder and nearly shrugged off half of her vest doing so. Did the ground feel like it was closer? ] That only works if you can... force them to go through with them. [ Yuuka sounds more and more uncertain as she looks up into the canopy of her umbrella. What before provided a bit of shade for her looked to be a massive fixture that threatened to engulf her entire. And it was heavier, too. ] What in the...?

[Yumeko's train of thought is similarly derailed when Yuuka's changes become to severe to ignore. Whatever reply she might have been formulating goes completely forgotten when her clothes start to sag and slide off her, Yumeko's eyes widening at the sight in front of her. She gasps.]

You're shrinking! [A statement of the obvious, maybe, but she just blurts it out without thinking.]

I can see that for myself! [ Yuuka snarled, though it was less menacing than usual because the obvious side effect of her new, younger body was that her voice had changed.

Her mentality? Well, who truly knows, because no matter what she's halfway to throwing a tantrum over it. She shuts her umbrella and jabs the tip in the girl's direction. ] Just what kind of trick do you think you're pulling, here?

Me? I didn't do anything!

[But she looks more surprised than anything. Her gaze flicks between Yuuka and the discarded bag of candied popcorn a few times, realization dawning a little more with every lap her eyes make. So, then it really is...!]

[She stomps closer, her brow furrowing as she scowls. The expression isn't directed at Yuuka, though, and when she's close enough, she hikes up her skirt and kicks the bag as hard as she can.]

It was that! It did it to me, too!

...how cunning, to hide such an effect in an innocent snack. [ Yuuka lowers the umbrella pouts, which would look cute if not for the rest of her face pulled into a scowl. Is Yuuka going to have to choke someone? It might come to that if the answers aren't satisfactory.

This feels weird. It has been quite the long time since she's had a body this sized; she can barely associate it with "childhood" any longer.

At least her thoughts don't appear to have been altered. ] Then you're not a child at all. Who are you?

You still haven't figured it out? [She huffs. Even if, logically, she knows it's not unreasonable for Yuuka to be unable to recognize her now, it still feels like adding insult to injury. She folds her arms over her chest, her frown staying in place.] I'm Shinki-sama's attendant. You haven't forgotten her, or what you did to Makai, have you?

Makai, Makai.... [ Yuuka contemplates that as she starts to tighten the waistband of her skirt in an effort to keep it from sliding down past her waist. Modesty isn't her concern; tripping over it and being cold are important. The shirt can hang however it wants to. At least she can tighten her ascot, too. ]

Ah yes, that horribly inhospitable place. [ She narrows her eyes at the girl and smiles pleasantly. ] How could I ever forget?

[Yumeko doesn't even have a verbal reply to that. Her face just turns twenty-two different shades of red at once, and fueled by a mixture of frustration, Yuuka's newly reduced size, and her similarly diminished impulse control, she stomps closer and tries to shove her.]

[Yuuka didn't realize that on top of being a child she was also reverted to the power level more appropriate to a youkai her size and apparent age and, furthermore, she isn't used to the balance of her "new" body yet.

So she basically goes down like a sack of flour. ] Oof!

[ For a long moment she just sits on her duff and stares up at the diminutive maid. ] How... How dare you! [ She scrambles to her feet and rushes Yumeko, arms flailing as she tries to grab hold of something — wrists, arms, sleeves. ]

[Yumeko can't help but feel proud of herself, standing over Yuuka where she landed. For a second or two, she might even look a little smug. But, of course, there's only so much time before Yuuka gets back on her feet again, and when she does so, Yumeko isn't surprised at all that she lunges at her in return. Completely forgetting her station, she grapples right back, making grabs for her wrists, upper arms, and even hair.]

[ If hair-pulling is now off the table, then this scuffle won't be complete without some dirt-flinging and biting. Yuuka's savagery didn't vanish when most of her mass did. She's every bit the little hellion, even then. The thought that Yumeko might still be able to pull swords out of thin air doesn't cross her mind. ]

[The biting isn't really surprising, considering Yumeko had just been calling her an animal, but she still yelps. Because she is an elegant and mature lady, she does not bite back, but she does kind of flail and try to kick Yuuka in the shins in reply.]

[At some point, she'll realize that being an elegant and mature lady also means not yanking someone's hair and trying to wrestle them to the ground, but, you know. "At some point."]

[ There are several words that exist which children — or those that appear like children — should never be caught uttering, much less screaming loudly. But those sorts of words are exactly what spill forth as her forehead collides suddenly and unexpectedly with the maid's.

Reacting, she pushes the "girl" away and lets go, hands flying to her own forehead as she crumples to the ground on her knees. The stars across her vision and the accompanying sharp pain are quite the distraction. Any further down and she might just have broken her nose. ]

[Yumeko doesn't swear. She does, however, let out another yelp when their heads collide, this one sounding more like an undignified squawk. She staggers back a few steps when she's shoved, but that's as far as she gets before she trips over her own skirt and lands flatly on her bottom. From her seat on the grass, she gingerly presses her fingertips to her forehead.]

Ooou...

[ It could be the pain. It could be a lot of things. But for whatever reason, Yuuka starts laughing. And not her usual "oh haha, aren't you cute sort of laugh' but a warm, honest, LOUD bout of serious laughter.

One hand over her splitting gut, the other pointing right at Yumeko. ] You... look... so... DUMB right now!! I wish you could see yourself. [ It's hard to say if her mind's been affected now, or not. ]

[Wow, this is weird. The fact that Yumeko finds this weird is obvious from the look on her face as she lowers her hand away. She can't even manage to sound especially indignant when she speaks again.]

I don't... I don't see what's so funny!

[She scrambles to her feet, brushing her skirt off in some desperate attempt to reclaim her dignity... And then almost trips over it again in her haste, accidentally stepping on its hem.]

[ Yuuka is calm for but a moment, pausing to see if the girl will retaliate... but no, she just almost trips over herself and it makes Yuuka just laugh harder and harder. ] Oh, stop it! Stop!! I can't take much more, ahahahah~!

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