The next next day came as soon as Trixie opened her eyes!

  What? The rest of the afternoon and the dinner? Who cares about that? Not Trixie!

  It was most of the same, Nanny Mary had spent the rest of the day touring the house by herself, since she needed to get used to it. Trixie felt wherever she went because it was an empty spot that the ToyBox couldn't interact with. So it was easy for Trixie to get a feel about what she was doing!

  She went to a ton of places that didn't have anything, carrying the maids that were working for them. Then she went to talk with Papa after dinner and came back to tuck Trixie into her bed. Papa was busy today too, so he hadn't been able to come.

  It was nice of Nanny Mary to come, since usually it was a random Knight of White the one that did it for Trixie, but if Nanny Mary was going to do it, she could let the Toys rest in their own spot!

  Everyone won!

  So after opening her eyes she found herself in... Her playroom in the mansion, it was big, filled with all her toys and-

  "Good Morning Trixie," The face of Nanny Mary opening the door just at the moment that Trixie opened her eyes, how had she done that? More Wichtcraft surely! "How should you respond when someone says good morning?"

  "Good Morbin!" Trixie said kicking the blanket away and standing up, "Morbin!"

  "It's Good Morning," Nanny Mary smiled at Trixie while correcting her, but Trixie loved to morb! Morb! "We will work on that, for now, let's get you ready for the day. What should we pick for today..."

  Nanny Mary said, walking to Trixie's closet that was filled with all her dresses, everyone was filled with cute ribbons and as fluffy that Trixie could jump off the roof and land as if nothing had happened! (Not tested)

  "Let's pick this one for today, since we will go around the garden." Nanny Mary ended up picking a dress that was more on the simplistic side with not as many ribbons and floof, but it was still cute, so everything was okay!

  "Yay!" Trixie ran towards the dress as she shed every layer (One) of clothing, gone were her pajamas! On was the dress!

  ...

  On was the dress!

  ...Was this broken?

  "On was the dress!" Trixie said aloud pointing at the dress with her fingie, but it remained normal, weird. "Weird."

  "Come on then, raise your arms." Nanny Mary said standing there waiting for Trixie. Trixie did as instructed and Nanny Mary did the unthinkable! "There it goes."

  She put the dress on Trixie, no one had done such a thing before! Usually Trixie needed to either crawl into her clothes or use the ToyBox to help her dress!

  "Comfy," Trixie nodded as she inspected her dress, Nanny Mary went around Trixie getting the parts that needed handling, fixing the ribbons that weren't decorations, tying loose ends, the normal stuff that Trixie usually had to do before putting on the dresses.

  And with that done...

  "Perfect, now sit down here while I pick up your shoes." Nanny Mary said while placing a stool beside Trixie.

  "I want the fast ones!" Trixe said pointing to a pair of shoes with fire drawn on the side, everyone knew that the flames made them faster!

  "All right, we can save them for when we go for exercise." Nanny Mary nodded setting those aside. "Let's go with this one."

  And soon Trixie was raising her feetsies while Nanny Mary helped put on a pair of pink shoes, they were cute. So it was fine.

  "As for brushing your hair..." Nanny Mary said looking at Trixie, "Hmm.... We can skip it for today since we will be on the open and it's windy, it doesn't seem like you need much brushing anyway..."

  Trixie's hair was perfect, no brushing ever needed! The ToyBox guaranteed that!

  "Trixie does her best to keep her hair perfect for all occasions!" Trixie made sure of that, besides the ToyBox seemed to start working out its powers from Trixie's brain juices, and everyone knew that your hair was connected to the brain juices, was that the reason her hair was like that?

  Trixie didn't know, but she suspected as much.

  "Then let's go have breakfast." Nanny Mary said offering her hand to Trixie, so she took it. "I made sure to get the chef and maids to set up breakfast, asked your father about his schedule to see if he could eat with us and everything will be ready soon. "

  Nanny Mary then took Trixie out into the main hallway. They walked past a few maidservants and butlers working on something that they hadn't done before.

  Before, Trixie would only see them when she needed to grab something from a high spot, but now everyone was working so hard!

  Was the vacation over?

  But the head maid hadn't come over back! Trixie didn't know what was her scheduledeed!

  "It's okay Trixie," Nanny Mary said comfortingly, "They won't bully you."

  They wouldn't? Even if Trixie wasn't working?

  "You sure?" Trixie asked scared, "Very sure, sure ultra super duper sure?"

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  "Yes," Nanny Mary said nodding, "Ask them if you want."

  "We wouldn't dare Lady White!" One of the nearby maids said nodding at Trixie, "We want to make sure everything is pristine for you Lady White, we don't want you to tire yourself out!"

  They said that, so Trixie would believe them.

  "Okay!" So Trixie nodded acknowledging the Maid's work and words, "Trixie will trust you random maid!"

  "It's my honor!" The Maid said bowing to Trixie.

  So Trixie didn't need to work then? That was good! This way Trixie could spend more time playing and drawing!

  She hadn't drawn since she didn't know where the things to clean were, but if she didn't need to work... hehehehehheheheheheh.

  Trixie would return to draw all her favorite things again!

  No one could stop the work of Artist Trixie!

  "Here we are," Nanny Mary called to Trixie while she was planning her newest piece of art, "Let's take a seat then."

  Nanny Mary pulled at Trixie and sat her in one of the comfy chairs, but these were for the family, why was Trixie here?

  "Your Father... should be here already." Nanny Mary said looking around.

  It wasn't till a butler took a step forward that Nanny Mary stopped looking around.

  "Lord White had to leave this morning because of a sudden work alarm," The Butler said towards Trixie, "He apologizes and asks the understanding of Lady White, he will do his best to return in time for the afternoon tea."

  Trixie nodded in understanding, Papa was a busy man after all. He was a king! They had more important things to do!

  "I see." Nanny Mary said nodding, "Well, no reason to wait then. Bring the breakfast."

  The butler nodded at Nanny Mary and walked to the side, towards the hidden door behind the cabinet. Trixie remember the head maid explaining that it was designed like that to preserve the aesthetics of the dining room or something. To Trixie it sounded like a stupid thing, so she didn't comment on it.

  She had more important things to think about, like... Why was there seven different forks and spoons!?!?!?!?

  Where was her spork?!?!?!?

  "Nanny Mary, there is something wrong with the spork." Trixie said picking a fork and a spoon with each hand, "They have separated!"

  Did they divorce like Shiori-sama said sometimes happened with a dad and a mom who didn't love each other anymore?!?!?!?

  "That is a spoon and that is a fork." Nanny Mary said pointing at each instrument, "You don't need to overthinking it, there is a very simple trick to deal with this."

  Trixie paid even more attention after Nanny Mary said that, she didn't see any reason why they would need six different spoons and six different forks, that was why Trixie loved to have her trusty spork!

  "You start from this one," Nanny Mary said pointing at the far end of the forks, "Then go one by one with each plate, if the food needs a fork. You then pick the farthest fork, if it requires a spoon, you pick the farthest spoon."

  That was... very easy?

  "Really?" Trixie asked with suspicious on her eyes, "Shiori-sama never said anything like that."

  She had spent ages learning manners, and not a single one of Shiori-sama's teachers had said anything like that, they all said tons of names and mystical names for each instrument of eating.

  And Nanny Mary said something as simple as this would work? But then again, it was Nanny Mary, she had not lied to Trixie yet.

  While speaking and thinking about that, one of the maids brought Trixie her breakfast.

  So Trixie picked the fork on the far end and started eating.

  "Why can't Trixie use her spork?" Trixie asked, "That way she would only need one for all!"

  "You can't eat cake with a spork after you used it to eat soup, can you?" Nanny Mary said pointing to a plate that had materialized out of thin air farther away from Trixie (It was put there while Trixie was slurping her breakfast, it was scrambled eggs).

  "....Yes?" Trixie said tilting her head to the side, "I mean, it all goes into Trixie's tummy anyway."

  "But if you eat using this new clean fork, will it not be more tasty?" Nanny Mary said picking up Trixie's fork and plate and setting to the side. A maid came and picked it up to take it away, and as soon as she did that, Trixie darted (pulled close) the dessert!

  "Can Trixie eat it?" Trixie asked the most important question ever uttered in this dining hall, one that could change the whole dynamics of the house! (It would not change a thing)

  "Of course, but mind your manners." Nanny Mary said nodding to Trixie, she put a handkerchief on Trixie's chest and gave Trixie a knife!(That was dangerous!) "Cut a small piece of the cake first, and then with the fork eat it slowly."

  Trixie nodded as fast as it was possible with all her might, so fast that she almost made a sonic boom! (She did not nod that fast)

  "Yes!" Trixie started by (With great care) using the knife to cut a piece of the cake, then using the fork (Such a pitiful entity) she stabbed it right through the cake! "Thank you for the cake!"

  And as such, Trixie ate the cake!

  Piece by piece! She did not mind the screams of pain (There were none) or pleas for their life to be spared (There was none)! Trixie cared not for it and ate the cake laughing as the villainess she was! (She ate in silence besides the occasional giggle)

  "Good," Nanny Mary nodded at Trixie's mastery of eating cake, "Now don't forget to drink your milk."

  Nanny Mary moved closer to Trixie, a glass of milk, where was her sippy cup?!?!?!?

  "Sippy cup?" Trixie asked with tears forming in her eyes, "... Trixie's favorite sippy cup?"

  "..." Nanny Mary sighed, "Fine, you may use it in one meal per day, and only if there are no guests."

  "Yay!" Trixie raised both hands and threw away the glass into the toychest and pulled out her sippy cup! No wait a second, couldn't she have done that with her spork?!!?!??!?

  "...I will permit it for this one," Nanny Mary said eyeing Trixie's sippy cup... or not, she was looking at something beyond the sippy cup? What was she looking at? "But you need to mind when you use that."

  Nanny Mary pointed at Trixie's sippy cup.

  "The sippy cup?" Trixie asked confused while the Maid refilled her sippy cup with choco milk. "But you said Trixie could use it once a day!"

  "Not that," Nanny Mary said shaking her head, "The... Whatever that thing is, what is even that?"

  "Trixie's toybox?" Trixie asked confused, she couldn't see the Toybox anywhere near the spot that Nanny Mary pointed at, "She uses it to store her toys though, since it's a toybox."

  "... So that's what it does?" Nanny Mary asked narrowing her eyes, "Only that?"

  "It also helps Trixie personalize her toys!" Trixie said smiling while taking a sip from the sippy cup, "And... And... It helps Papa when he needs to pull out his toys too! The Knights of White sometimes also use it to replace their broken toys! It holds everyone's toys!"

  Then after thinking about it... Nanny Mary didn't use it to store any of her toys...

  "Do you want to store your toys here too?" Trixie offered, "I only let Papa store his toys since he is Papa, but Trixie can make an exception since Nanny Mary is this nice!"

  "I will pass on the offer," Nanny Mary said, shaking her head, "But thank you, very thoughtful of you."

  Trixie wouldn't mind though.

  "Okay!" But she also wouldn't go out of her way to force it, Shiori-sama said that you shouldn't force your opinions on the people you liked! And Trixie liked Nanny Mary!

  "Well, now continuing on our lesson for the breakfast." Nanny Mary said, turning to the table again, "It is considered rude manners to use magic at the dining table, and your... Toybox falls into that category."

  "But Trixie doesn't have magic!" Trixie defended herself, "She only has the ToyBox!"

  And the toychest, but they weren't talking about that!

  "The Toybox is magic." Nanny Mary said shaking her head.

  "...But Trixie... Does that make Trixie a... Magical Girl?!?!?!?!?" Trixie asked surprised, she didn't know that!

  "...God no," Nanny Mary said shaking her head, "Never ever suggest that, we are doing our best to fight for the freedom of those poor girls."

  Poor girls?

  "They were poor? But they are Magical Girls!" Trixie said confused, "They have magic!"

  "They are victims," Nanny Mary shook her head pulling a picture of one of the mascots that gave magic, oh right, Trixie had never seen one of those. "These are sixth-class demons; they enslave little innocent girls with contracts and leech out their emotions as they try to do their best. When they are done with them those poor girls are unstable and can't control their emotions."

  ...So... they were baddies?

  "They are bad people then?" Trixie asked confused, she hadn't seen them like that, weren't they helping?

  "They... are victims, if they accept the Tower's help some recover, and in some cases they manage to recover their soul when their mascots are killed. But if not, whatever emotion the demon was syphoning affects their thought process." Nanny Mary said in a sadge tone, "Sometimes that makes them unstable, more irritable or outright psychotic... But you don't need to worry about that. This is not something a little girl like you should worry."

  Oh, then that was fine!

  "Okay!" Trixie said nodding in understanding (She didn't get a thing from that talk), "So if Trixie ever gets approached by someone promising Trixie to become a magical girl..."

  "They won't, but if that happens, tell them that you refuse and tell me immediately." Nanny Mary turned to Trixie in a serious tone pointing her pinkie finger to Trixie... Was this... "Promise me that Trixie, you will come to me immediately."

  "Trixie promises!" Trixie said entwining her pinkie with Nanny Mary, "Can Trixie let the Toybox eat the mascot? If they are the baddies."

  "...Your toybox can do that?" Nanny Mary asked confused, hadn't she seen it?

  "I haven't asked it, but it should...?" Trixie turned her awareness to the Toy box, she soon noticed it had a part separated for mascots with cute bars to put them. Nice, she loved this part of the Toybox, it was always ready to pick up new toys!

  And... why did it have a room similar to Nanny Mary's room? Silly ToyBox, Nanny Mary was not a toy! She was the Nanny!

  Silly Toybox.