"AAAAAAAAAAAAA!- oof!..-" olive bellyflops on what she somehow thinks is still the floor of that old house...

"Ugh...my...everything..." she coughs, she's very winded. Since you know she just fell?

She sits up, rubbing her head, before she is grabbed by her collar by...a girl?

"Who are you?" The mysterious girl demands; getting close to olives face, a little too close...

"Oh uh- I'm Olive-?.." she responds, backing her face away slightly.

The girl hums, grabbing olives face, tilting it in a few different directions.

Olive clears her throat, blushing a bit. "Ehem...and who are you?..." olive queries, smiling awkwardly.

"Mira." Mira states bluntly, she makes an orb of light in her hands, shining it in olives eyes.

"Agh-" olive flinches. "What the heck was that for?!" Olive rubs her eyes, looking and sounding annoyed.

"You aren't from here are you?" Mira inquires, her voice monotone.

"Gah- no?! I just fell from the-" olive gets cut off by Mira.

"Sky? That's normal for beginner teleporters here. You don't have the eyes or ears that makes you one though." Mira says bluntly as she lets go of olives face, she takes a step back, looking over olive again. "Anyways. We need to leave-" Mira gazes around the surrounding forest, she seems...paranoid?

"Wait what-" olives gets cut off by her own scream, which is then silenced by Mira's hand.

"Shut up...we're just flying." She says nonchalantly as she continues zooming above the trees.

"FLYING?! THATS NOT NORMAL- I'LL HAVE TO THEORIZE ABOUT THISSSSSSSS" Mira shoved her hand over olive's mouth again.

"Do you ever keep quiet?" Mira mutters as she slows to a stop, now in front of a house...

"You have a house?" Olive questions as she looks over the house, sounding confused.

"Yes? Now come on..." Mira grabs olives hand; dragging her inside the house.

Mira steps in first, Olive stands outside the door, peeking in.

"Are you gonna come in or what?" Mira asks, her arms crossed as she floats around in the air.

"How do I know this isn't a trap?" Olive interrogates, glaring at Mira slightly.

"How and why would I trap you? You have nothing of interest to me." Mira mutters as she slowly hovers down, now standing in front of olive, looking irritated and annoyed.

"My hair! Everyone always wants to cut it! You could use it for a spell! You're a witch!" Olive shouts, which doesn't phase Mira at all, in fact she thinks it's funny.

Mira chuckles. "Witch? Sweetie I'm no witch." She grins, looking amused.

Olive is taken aback, and she stutters out a response. "Wha- b-but you just flew us here! That's magic!" She stammers out her words, cringing at them.

"Yeah it's magic? That's normal here...witches are highly respected. I'll never be that..." Mira mutters.

"Oh." Olive rubs the back of her neck awkwardly, she goes to speak, before she is dragged inside by Mira.

A/N: I DIDNT KNOW WHERE TO CUT IT.