A happy tune filled the lonely house, a single occupant moving within. Hannah was doing what she always did when she was alone, while her parents worked, sister stayed in the hospital, and no busy work was to be done: make chocolates creations. The action soothed her mind, as the heavy smell of newly made confections filled the surprisingly tidy kitchen. She pulled her newest batch of culinary creations from the oven, their familiar forms causing an instinctive rumbling within her stomach. Said creations were a batch of toasty chocolate cookies, one of which she tasted with refined gusto, her expression morphing into one of bliss. What a wonderful feeling, the joy of pride within your own work. Suddenly, the shadow of an unknown figure momentarily covered her window, drawing the twelve year old's attention from the explosion of flavor onto her taste buds. Hannah quickly ran out of her home, glimpsing the twisted form of an avian demon as it flew through an unnatural portal within the sky. 

With a quick flash of light, the Princess Chocolatier appeared, decked out in her usual magical outfit. A sort of determination settled upon the young girl's face as her body lifted off the ground, defying gravity as she flew through the sky and towards the portal, her newest batch of confections forgotten within her grip. Said portal opened up to an unfamiliar sight, the wondrous city of London. Hannah took a moment to enjoy the sights, the new experience within a beautiful, uncharted territory burned into her mind. Besides a single instance of a flight to America, the German child had never left her home country before. The loud chime of a large clock tower reminded her that she didn't come here for sight seeing, and the magical girl started to search for the demon she had sighted before. After a few seconds of focused observation, she noticed that the problem had already been taken care of by a large group of fellow magicals, who seemed to be congregated around the disappearing corpse of previously mentioned demon.

Speaking of fellow magicals, Hannah had never truly met another of her kind before, her previous "dream" from a long time ago non-withstanding. The only sort of magical beings she had met throughout her four years as a magical girl had been demons, and most of them weren't very friendly nor forthcoming with information. She slowly descended towards the gathering, her shoes making a soft clacking noise as they contacted with the cobblestones. Steaming sweets were suddenly remembered in the approach, and the girl was quite happy that her slip up could be used for something. [color=995417]"Hello, friends!"[/color] Hannah greeted with a smile, as she was one who believed all magicals should be considered friends in their shared quest to rid the world of evil. They may not share her way of thinking for now, but she'll bring them around soon enough. Friends made friends by being as friendly as can be, after all. [color=995417]"I'm not really sure if I brought enough for everyone, but I have cookies to share!"[/color]