"Sapient flourishing. I know it's corny but I figure if this weren't the right kind of thing to say I wouldn't be saying it, you know?"

"New management looooves sapient flourishing."

"Oh, good for them, then, the Volturi had it coming. In my humble opinion." He hums thoughtfully and then floats down the rest of the way to the stool. "But then I don't know why the powers that be decided to send me here, with you. ...well, I mean, I guess maybe it just was about the witchcraft tutoring? What's your going rate for that?"

"I do it out of the goodness of my heart and professional interest."

"Oh! Color me interested, then!"

"That's what I like to hear! Backyard? More room to swoop around."

"Lead the way," he says, hopping off the stool. Then he pauses and looks at the bar again: "We'll be right back! Or I will, at any rate."

I'll be right here.

Backyard. There's a muddy grassy area, with a forest off to the left and a big lake off to the right and some mountains in the distance up ahead. It's lightly drizzling from the overbearing clouds above.

Peter's seifuku doesn't seem to agree. Not that it doesn't get wet, per se, but it does so in a way that makes him look cute and sparkly rather than sopping. The mud also has the good sense to not get attached to his shoes.

Cute. If only she had this ability. Maybe if she eats him? Well, that's a last resort. She lifts off into the air.

He also lifts off into the air! "So how does this usually go?"

"We find out what limits your power has, and dig into why it has them, and see if we can't bust them."

"Sensible! So limits like... I guess in this case speed, acceleration, maybe maximum height if there is one?"

"It's a place to start. Catch me if you can!" Off she zooms.

Is he the kind of Mary Sue that will definitely catch her? Probably not, he didn't take the powers that would bend in that direction with loved ones or whatever and they definitely wouldn't bend in that direction with a random witch mimic that has a special interest in witchcraft.

Anyway Addy can accelerate more than Peter can, it seems.

She circles back. "Me being better at it in some way like that often just means that being a vampire helps, but I'm not sure what I ought to think given how you are now slightly vampiric, how does that work?"

"So the way that that magic power works is that at any point I may discover a previously unknown heritage from any type of being I encounter, even if it makes no sense or contradicts previously-established descriptions of my family tree and even if this would not normally be a type of being that was interfertile with whatever other heritage I have. I get the powers without the drawbacks unless the drawbacks are cool and dramatic and any given visible features will appear at narratively appropriate moments and be cute, pretty, beautiful, or striking rather than weird, ugly, disgusting, or uncomfortable." He's not quite reciting it from heart but he almost is. "So today I discovered a previously unknown heritage from your kind of vampire, in which I get the immortality and nice skin and senses and strength and speed but not the forced downtime of sleep. I don't remember exactly how food works for hybrids? I know they can eat food but if there was anything about it not tasting nice or whatever I'm probably not going to have that issue either."

"They like their meat raw and they're really into eggs but they can have salad without this being a huge deal. I guess this is the first time anyone who already existed has started being a half-vampire, so it stands to reason this could, like starting to be a vampire, give you witchcraft... where did you come by this curious ability?"

"You're from an Earth, right, are you aware of Mary Sue fiction?"

"It's not really my genre, but yes."

"I'm also from an Earth and I got visited by a magic notebook offering me magic powers themed around being a Mary Sue. This particular one is called Dragon Fairy Elf Witch."

"How does one get in on that?"

"So I think you definitely can't while I'm around because that wouldn't make me very much of a Mary Sue, would it, if there were another? Or, well, there was actually an option while I was picking these powers for being able to run into another Mary Sue but I didn't pick it. But it's not impossible for the Spirit—uh, the power that gave me the notebook and the powers—to decide to choose you later, so long as you are, ah, open to being powerful and beautiful and special in a feminine way."

"Are you even a girl?"