"Ha Ha..." Charlie replied dryly at the offer that a ghost had made the noise. In all her time in the lovely home, she'd yet to feel even the remotest bit eerie over anything - even the basement was partially finished, though the half the washer and dryer were in was still dark and damp.. the perfect setting for practicing the witchy scene she was writing for a school play.<br/><br/>Just then, she heard Melissa's warning call and bolted up the stairs, somehow finding the energy to zoom past both her sisters on the stairs and pushing the door carefully open. "Miyu.....?" She said slowly, concerned. Seeing the small woman on the floor, she flew over to her. "EEEEE!" She called out in panic, quickly hefting it up a few inches - the best of her ability. As she strained she called out to the other two in the hallway in a strained voice. "Guys... I think this thing is two awkward for me to lift myself." She did give it another go but without all that much result in the end.<br/><br/>She knew her back would hurt after this and silently scolded herself for never working out - Charlie's upper body strength was severely lacking, though her legs were fairly built up from biking everywhere. She wasn't about to let the damned thing fall back on the tiny dancer and she was so very worried that she may have sustained a major injury already. For now, Charlie spread her legs, bent her knees and waited for the other two, ready to heave it up to standing as soon as they came to help.