He's doing that....thing again. The thought echoed in her head as she watched his devolving reaction, her head cocking to one side just a hair as she observed the behavior with an unamused scowl, her eyes unwavering on his own. Her brows knit for a moment of consideration in how to proceed, after all any attempt at opening up thus far had led to regret in one way or another, and she wasn't looking to push either of them toward worse mental states. So, instead, she just rolled her eyes, a small shake of the head earning a soft jingle to accompany the action. "Oh noooo. Yet another baseless insult, what ever will I do with all these 'hurt feewings' " She droned, waving a hand as if dismissing his attitude entirely, only smirking at his last comment, regardless of its sarcastic implication.

Once again, she was here standing upon the stage in the middle of the tent. This is where the Cruelty Mask came into being after Gangle gave her all to finish a song she felt passionate about. Her voice and desire gave birth to something new within this world. And ever since that mask had done nothing but try to make her become someone she despised. She had manifested music before then too hadn't she? If that was so then did she also manifest the mask at the same time?

The music had been a major source of getting Gangle's mental state strong enough to keep going. Then there was the office, where with her notebook and drawings she could alter existing objects or create her own if she focused on the drawing she made of said object. With both of these instances, it gave Gangle pause on if she had more power than she thought. Hence why she was here, practising to see how far she could go with her imagination. She had thought before, that the music happened on its own because of it being the stage. But, this time she focused trying to will a song into existence around her. That was the basic test she was trying to do with this. She began to sing lyrics but not simply sing them, she believed in them with all her heart. She sung this one because it was the one that made her the happiest.

"I was not afraid of anything when I was a child

I believed that I was special

With these hands of mine, as I desire

I will change the world!"

And like that...the song came into being Peterpan Syndrome! Yes! She felt it within her, the spark she felt before when she felt that spark of power. Effects then began spread around the stage as everything began to be coated with fairytale like vines lifting Gangle up onto her own green stage as she kept on singing a song about not wanting to grow up, about loving the real her, about people reaching out to her. While this happened the same vines wrapped around her the music then suddenly changed on its own to the remix version in a dramatic moment. And what came out from this was a new Gangle! Or to be precise a more confident her! A true magical girl of epic power!

Outfit Change

"Yeah! This is amazing! I feel...so light...so wonderful...this is magic. I can use magic...I'm a magical girl! A real magical girl!"

This wasn't like with the mask, she had changed her own outfit. She had done that herself! By her own power! She changed the world if only in a small way. And that was enough to lift her spirit to the stars.