"Seriously," Sunset said with narrowed eyes and unamused features. "The dishes. You had to get on our case about our dishes."

Sunburst sighed, "Okay, that was maybe a bit out of line."

"Sunburst, you don't even live with me and Justice!" Sunset said. "... I think..." she added, remembering Wallflower was a thing and also wondering if she sometimes confused looking at Sunburst for a glorious mirror that adds amazing wizard glasses and a goatee to her stunning visage."

"Could have added radiant, my love!" Justice cried from some other fanfic where he was engaged in a brutal war just to get some g-damn orange juice.

"Baby!" Sunset shouted back, "You don't need to remind me of your amazing cosmic love with every sentence!"

"Points are being made, my completely perfect golden ratio faced gnostic Goddess, with a capital G, of all that I will ever—"

"STOP IT, YOU TURBO MAGNIFICENT DOUCHETASTIC WRITER OF PASSIVE-AGGRESSIVE SNAKE TALK!"

"Oh! Card six the lovers," said Cain from Sunset and Justice's fridge, noting what an absolute disaster he was and wondering if Kirkland had hurt him in a previous life due to the maple syrup glaze in the fridge."

Sunburst, having sneaked away, was now gone from this chapter! Yet still felt the urge to croon one more "Staaaaarlight!"

"SHUT UP, SUNBURST! I'M BUSY COLLECTING MAGICAL ARTIFACTS TO FIX REAL PROBLEMS!"

"Staaaaaaarlight!" Sunset and Justice and Vengence and Charlie Mange and Justice's sister Delialia and their brother Ciecel and the actual Carl crooned in a multiversal, multichapter act of supreme passive-aggressiveness. "Why are you so efficient at collecting artifacts!"

"And pretty!" Sunset said, beating about everyone in the chapter at launching a compliment."

Author's Note

In witch a bunch of mages, wizards, and magicians just eff around a bit.