Fic Off Ch 1
Beer, Ponies, and Sparklers
Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha or any other copyrighted material.
Summary: AU. The InuYasha gang have a New Year's party and there's beer involved (who ever knew Sango was a crazy drunk?...). Will Miroku get Sango to kiss him at midnight? mirXsan
Qualifications--
SENTENCES:: 1) "I'm a pretty pony! Clipity clop!"
2) "The label says 'Caution: Hot' for a reason."
3) "I'm not drunk," hiccup. "Isn't this apple cider?"
4) "I bent her over and spanked her."
SCENES:: 1) Someone is hurt with a fireowrk.
2) Karaoke singing.
It was New Years, and the InuYasha gang were having a festive party. With booze, no doubt...
It was taking place at InuYasha's house this year, and he was not exactly looking forward to it. He would, however, try to make this embarassing for as many people as possible...
The party was started.
InuYasha was seated on his couch sipping a beer. He was talking to Kagome. Miroku was following Sango around, begging her to kiss him at the stroke of twelve.
"Sango! Please?" he begged, grabbing her hand.
"No, and I'm not changing my mind," she pulled her hand away and walked off.
InuYasha, what with his boisterous voice and all, collected everyone into his living room. "We are going to..." he paused for suspense, "... play karaoke!"
There were moans and groans, no one wanted to. Sango was the first to volunteer, which surprised everyone.
"I'm going to sing an ICP song," she giggled. When she started singing, she was booted off stage by InuYasha for bad language.
Miroku was next up, "I'm gonna sing "The Reason" for my lovely Sango!" He held up his glass of alcohol towards Sango.
For those of you who don't know, Sango can't hold her liquor. Why? Well I'm the authoress, and I say so. She hiccuped and waved to Miroku, "I love you, too!"
Miroku blinked, shook it off as him hearing things and started singing.
His act was exceptionally perfect. Sango stared at him, misty eyed and drunk. When he walked over to her, he grinned pervertedly, "Like my song?"
"I'm not the reason you changed! You haven't even changed, so what's the point of singing about it?" Sango threw her arms up in the air.
"And the song you sung didn't apply to you either," he argued.
She hiccuped again, her face was flushed, "Yes it did!" She started laughing hysterically.
"Some how I doubt that..." he finally picked up on the drunken nature of Sango's actions. "Sango, are you drunk?!" He wasn't exactly worried, but surprised.
"I'm not drunk," she hiccuped. "Isn't this apple cider?" She looked at the golden liquid residing in her glass.
"Apple cider isn't served in a keg," he took the cup from her and went to dispose of it.
When he returned, he found Sango had tackled InuYasha to the ground. She was grabbing his ears and tugging on them relentlessly, "Giddy-up, pony!" She smacked his butt.
Miroku's face distorted, he was jealous. He went over and pulled Sango off the struggling hanyou. "Sango," he realized his tone was too stern and he lightened up, "I wanna be the pony." He smirked, his perverted side wanted desperately to take advantage of her drunken state; though his monk side kept him in line.
"NO!" Sango stared at a wall and scowled. "I wanna be the pony!" She did a poor impression of a horse neighing and got on all fours.
Miroku blinked, "Sango... I think I should take you home."
Sango bucked her head, and sang "I'm a pretty pony, clippity clop!" She started running in circles, bumping into a few people. "Miroku! Ride me!"
Miroku was blushing furiously--was it possible? "Sango, I really think I should take you home, now." He was concentrating on his toe as he traced a circle on the carpet. A few people were staring at him strangely, and even more were looking at Sango with raised eyebrows.
Sango pounced on Miroku's leg and bit him.
"OW!" Miroku shook Sango off.
"I'm a horsie! Ride me!" she growled.
Nervously, trying to keep his mind pure, Miroku sat on Sango's back.
"Giddy up," he mumbled.
"You need to spank me!" she giggled.
Miroku sweatdropped, could this get anymore awkward? He smacked his hand on her bottom and she took off, running through the house and knocking into people. InuYasha, pissed because Sango was making many, many people spill their drinks and food, grabbed Miroku by his collar and pulled him off of Sango.
"What are you doing?!" he growled.
Miroku laughed uncomfortably, "She wanted to be a pony, so I got on her. I bent her over and spanked her," he grinned with his infamous lecher grin and remembered InuYasha was there. "Er, I mean uh... Well, I didn't bend her over," he quickly recovered from his fantasy.
"Well, stop her!" InuYasha stomped off to watch the karaoke contestants.
Miroku eventually found Sango trying to eat wallpaper, "ACK!" He hurried and pulled her from the wall, "Sango, pony's don't eat wallpaper, donkeys do!" He pulled her by the arm and took her outside, she was fussing like a 4-year-old.
Finally, outside, he got her attention with some Sparklers. She became mesmerized by the shiney, sparking, colored flames. When Miroku had glanced away, Sango reached out and grabbed the Sparkler.
"AHHHHHHHHHH!" she screamed, letting go of the Sparkler and crying over the severe burn on her hand.
"Sango!" Miroku dropped the Sparklers, smacking his forehead and feeling responsible.
He pulled her back inside and took a few minutes to locate Kaede. Kaede, being a fairly good doctor, knew just what to do.
Seated in the kitchen where it was somehwhat quiet, Kaede got to work. She put toothpaste--an old home remedy for burns--on Sango's palm and bandaged it up. Then, laughing quite fluently, she handed Miroku a small pouch from her pocket. "It's some powder to help her sober up a little bit, she seems an uncontrollable drunk. Just get her to eat it plain or put it in a liquid," the old lady laughed and left the two alone.
Miroku looked at Sango sitting on the chair across from him. He grabbed her sore hand and rubbed it with his thumb gently. "Here," he handed her the pouch. "Eat it," he instructed.
"No!" she crossed her arms and turned her face away.
"Sango, please," he begged.
"No!"
He grabbed a glass and went over to the sink. After filling it with water, he poured the powder in it and shook the glass so it mixed in well. He sat back by Sango and handed it to her, "Thirsty?"
She took the glass and drank it quickly. Her eyes rolled around as if she was dizzy and she hiccuped. After blinking several times she looked at Miroku, then at her hand. "What happened to my hand?"
"Wow, you really are a whole different person when you're drunk," Miroku laughed.
"Huh?"
"You grabbed a firework," he explained, trying hard not to laugh.
Sango blinked, suspicious that he was lying.
He smiled, "The label says 'Caution Hot' for a reason." He laughed but stopped when he saw semi-drunken Sango staring at him.
Her cheeks blushed more than they had already been, "So, are you saying I shouldn't touch you?" He knew it was the booze talking, but Miroku couldn't help but think that alcohol does bring the truth out in people.
"I didn't.. I-I... never said-" he heard the other room counting down the time until the New Year. He figured it was worth a try.
"Five," they chanted.
"Sango," Miroku grabbed her bandaged hand, along with the other.
"What?" she tilted her head and hiccuped.
"Four," came the taunting chant again.
"Kiss me," Miroku pulled Sango's hands closer.
"Three," again, that damn chanting.
"Please," he was hoping he would have SOMEONE to kiss on New Year's, and this was his only chance.
"Two," they chanted, Miroku was about ready to kill them.
"Okay," she agreed.
"One... Happy New Year!" they cheered happily.
Sango leaned forward and touched her lips to his. Miroku was lost in the moment as the other room happily rang bells, clapped, hugged, and yelled their New Years cheers.
Sango pulled away and smiled, "Happy New Year." Miroku kept leaning forward with his lips puckered, wanting more. Sango laughed and stood up, pushing Miroku's face away and went to wish her other friend's a Happy New Year.
A/N: I did this as a "Fic Off" (Lol... Fic off...) with my sister. The qualifications were a few sentences, two scenes, and it had to be done in an hour. Read my sister's under the the pen name "KonekoTsuki", it's titled "Fic Off". XP I hope you liked it, please review!!!
Beer, Ponies, and Sparklers
Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha or any other copyrighted material.
Summary: AU. The InuYasha gang have a New Year's party and there's beer involved (who ever knew Sango was a crazy drunk?...). Will Miroku get Sango to kiss him at midnight? mirXsan
Qualifications--
SENTENCES:: 1) "I'm a pretty pony! Clipity clop!"
2) "The label says 'Caution: Hot' for a reason."
3) "I'm not drunk," hiccup. "Isn't this apple cider?"
4) "I bent her over and spanked her."
SCENES:: 1) Someone is hurt with a fireowrk.
2) Karaoke singing.
It was New Years, and the InuYasha gang were having a festive party. With booze, no doubt...
It was taking place at InuYasha's house this year, and he was not exactly looking forward to it. He would, however, try to make this embarassing for as many people as possible...
The party was started.
InuYasha was seated on his couch sipping a beer. He was talking to Kagome. Miroku was following Sango around, begging her to kiss him at the stroke of twelve.
"Sango! Please?" he begged, grabbing her hand.
"No, and I'm not changing my mind," she pulled her hand away and walked off.
InuYasha, what with his boisterous voice and all, collected everyone into his living room. "We are going to..." he paused for suspense, "... play karaoke!"
There were moans and groans, no one wanted to. Sango was the first to volunteer, which surprised everyone.
"I'm going to sing an ICP song," she giggled. When she started singing, she was booted off stage by InuYasha for bad language.
Miroku was next up, "I'm gonna sing "The Reason" for my lovely Sango!" He held up his glass of alcohol towards Sango.
For those of you who don't know, Sango can't hold her liquor. Why? Well I'm the authoress, and I say so. She hiccuped and waved to Miroku, "I love you, too!"
Miroku blinked, shook it off as him hearing things and started singing.
His act was exceptionally perfect. Sango stared at him, misty eyed and drunk. When he walked over to her, he grinned pervertedly, "Like my song?"
"I'm not the reason you changed! You haven't even changed, so what's the point of singing about it?" Sango threw her arms up in the air.
"And the song you sung didn't apply to you either," he argued.
She hiccuped again, her face was flushed, "Yes it did!" She started laughing hysterically.
"Some how I doubt that..." he finally picked up on the drunken nature of Sango's actions. "Sango, are you drunk?!" He wasn't exactly worried, but surprised.
"I'm not drunk," she hiccuped. "Isn't this apple cider?" She looked at the golden liquid residing in her glass.
"Apple cider isn't served in a keg," he took the cup from her and went to dispose of it.
When he returned, he found Sango had tackled InuYasha to the ground. She was grabbing his ears and tugging on them relentlessly, "Giddy-up, pony!" She smacked his butt.
Miroku's face distorted, he was jealous. He went over and pulled Sango off the struggling hanyou. "Sango," he realized his tone was too stern and he lightened up, "I wanna be the pony." He smirked, his perverted side wanted desperately to take advantage of her drunken state; though his monk side kept him in line.
"NO!" Sango stared at a wall and scowled. "I wanna be the pony!" She did a poor impression of a horse neighing and got on all fours.
Miroku blinked, "Sango... I think I should take you home."
Sango bucked her head, and sang "I'm a pretty pony, clippity clop!" She started running in circles, bumping into a few people. "Miroku! Ride me!"
Miroku was blushing furiously--was it possible? "Sango, I really think I should take you home, now." He was concentrating on his toe as he traced a circle on the carpet. A few people were staring at him strangely, and even more were looking at Sango with raised eyebrows.
Sango pounced on Miroku's leg and bit him.
"OW!" Miroku shook Sango off.
"I'm a horsie! Ride me!" she growled.
Nervously, trying to keep his mind pure, Miroku sat on Sango's back.
"Giddy up," he mumbled.
"You need to spank me!" she giggled.
Miroku sweatdropped, could this get anymore awkward? He smacked his hand on her bottom and she took off, running through the house and knocking into people. InuYasha, pissed because Sango was making many, many people spill their drinks and food, grabbed Miroku by his collar and pulled him off of Sango.
"What are you doing?!" he growled.
Miroku laughed uncomfortably, "She wanted to be a pony, so I got on her. I bent her over and spanked her," he grinned with his infamous lecher grin and remembered InuYasha was there. "Er, I mean uh... Well, I didn't bend her over," he quickly recovered from his fantasy.
"Well, stop her!" InuYasha stomped off to watch the karaoke contestants.
Miroku eventually found Sango trying to eat wallpaper, "ACK!" He hurried and pulled her from the wall, "Sango, pony's don't eat wallpaper, donkeys do!" He pulled her by the arm and took her outside, she was fussing like a 4-year-old.
Finally, outside, he got her attention with some Sparklers. She became mesmerized by the shiney, sparking, colored flames. When Miroku had glanced away, Sango reached out and grabbed the Sparkler.
"AHHHHHHHHHH!" she screamed, letting go of the Sparkler and crying over the severe burn on her hand.
"Sango!" Miroku dropped the Sparklers, smacking his forehead and feeling responsible.
He pulled her back inside and took a few minutes to locate Kaede. Kaede, being a fairly good doctor, knew just what to do.
Seated in the kitchen where it was somehwhat quiet, Kaede got to work. She put toothpaste--an old home remedy for burns--on Sango's palm and bandaged it up. Then, laughing quite fluently, she handed Miroku a small pouch from her pocket. "It's some powder to help her sober up a little bit, she seems an uncontrollable drunk. Just get her to eat it plain or put it in a liquid," the old lady laughed and left the two alone.
Miroku looked at Sango sitting on the chair across from him. He grabbed her sore hand and rubbed it with his thumb gently. "Here," he handed her the pouch. "Eat it," he instructed.
"No!" she crossed her arms and turned her face away.
"Sango, please," he begged.
"No!"
He grabbed a glass and went over to the sink. After filling it with water, he poured the powder in it and shook the glass so it mixed in well. He sat back by Sango and handed it to her, "Thirsty?"
She took the glass and drank it quickly. Her eyes rolled around as if she was dizzy and she hiccuped. After blinking several times she looked at Miroku, then at her hand. "What happened to my hand?"
"Wow, you really are a whole different person when you're drunk," Miroku laughed.
"Huh?"
"You grabbed a firework," he explained, trying hard not to laugh.
Sango blinked, suspicious that he was lying.
He smiled, "The label says 'Caution Hot' for a reason." He laughed but stopped when he saw semi-drunken Sango staring at him.
Her cheeks blushed more than they had already been, "So, are you saying I shouldn't touch you?" He knew it was the booze talking, but Miroku couldn't help but think that alcohol does bring the truth out in people.
"I didn't.. I-I... never said-" he heard the other room counting down the time until the New Year. He figured it was worth a try.
"Five," they chanted.
"Sango," Miroku grabbed her bandaged hand, along with the other.
"What?" she tilted her head and hiccuped.
"Four," came the taunting chant again.
"Kiss me," Miroku pulled Sango's hands closer.
"Three," again, that damn chanting.
"Please," he was hoping he would have SOMEONE to kiss on New Year's, and this was his only chance.
"Two," they chanted, Miroku was about ready to kill them.
"Okay," she agreed.
"One... Happy New Year!" they cheered happily.
Sango leaned forward and touched her lips to his. Miroku was lost in the moment as the other room happily rang bells, clapped, hugged, and yelled their New Years cheers.
Sango pulled away and smiled, "Happy New Year." Miroku kept leaning forward with his lips puckered, wanting more. Sango laughed and stood up, pushing Miroku's face away and went to wish her other friend's a Happy New Year.
A/N: I did this as a "Fic Off" (Lol... Fic off...) with my sister. The qualifications were a few sentences, two scenes, and it had to be done in an hour. Read my sister's under the the pen name "KonekoTsuki", it's titled "Fic Off". XP I hope you liked it, please review!!!