"Alright guys, I think I've got everything together," I announced as I headed out the door. "Kurama, Vegeta, you two are in charge. Don't forget to feed Phantom; he'll tell you when he's hungry." Yusuke, Kuwabara, and Goten, sick of me just standing around letting the cold Antarctic air in, got up to shove me out the door. Having not finished speaking, I banged all three of their heads together and continued on. "Kurama, if Karasu comes back, I've fixed the sprinkler system so that the water doesn't freeze when it hits the air, so you've got that. And if the sprinklers don't work, I'm sure the Saiyans would love a little 'training session' with him."
Finally, after the longest school year in the history of long school years, it was time for the summer. And believe me, it was about damn time! Back home in Texas, my brothers and I convinced my parents to take us to California to see our Grampa, who we haven't seen in forever. So I was leaving for California for a week, leaving the anime characters alone. For seven days.
"Oh, goody!" Goku squealed. "An actual challenge!"
"Hey!" Vegeta shouted, sounding (to me at least) a little hurt. "What the hell do you call our daily spars?"
"Oh, that!" Goku grinned, oblivious to the fact that he had just hurt poor wittle Veggie's feewings! "I'm used to your fighting technique, so it's not as much of a challenge. I've never fought Karasu before."
"And you actually want to fight him?" Kurama's emerald eyes were wide with shock. "The Saiyan race never ceases to amaze me!"
"Nah, that's just Goku," I told him. "Now, if you peoples will excuse me, I must go yell at the hentais and the baka."
"But Stephanie, the baka is standing right in front of you," Hiei said innocently. Ha! If Hiei is innocent, then I'm as sweet as my teachers think I am!
"Hey!" Kuwabara shouted indignantly. "I am not a baka!"
Hiei gave him a fanged grin. "No one ever mention your name… Baka," he taunted as Kurama hid his smile behind his hand. As for the rest of us, we just laughed outright. Kuwabara's face turned beet-red and he crossed his arms angrily.
"You so set yourself up for that Kuwabara," I snickered. "But seriously, I'm gonna go out to the shed, then Joivth and I will be going. Remember what I said, and please, by all that is holy, don't trash the place!"
I was halfway out the door when I remembered. "Pan, Bra! Where the heck are my hugs!" The giggling demi-Saiyans broke away from their respective parents and tackled me into the snow. Hyper little things, aren't they!
"Bye Triple P!" the two chorused. "Have fun in California!"
"Oh, believe me, I will," I assured them when they got off of me, hugs having been administered. "Peace out homies!"
As I waved goodbye to my 'friends' (cooughhostagescough), I started to get an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. Was it really such a good idea to leave the anime characters alone like that? 'Maybe I should summon one of my OC's…' I mused silently. 'Nah. Vegeta and Kurama are big boys. Surely they can handle just one week…'
