AN: My first story and it's a chapter of a series of shorts. Hope you enjoy!
I don't own Yo-kai Watch
And They Say Cats Are Intelligent
Hiking Mt. Wildwood was pretty easy to the folks of Springdale; a five year old could probably jog the hiking trail with no sweat. But hiking to the summit of Mt. Wildwood was another story. The hiking trail was so long, so curvy, and so exhausting that only few have made it to the very top. Those few who have made it say that the view was worth the murderous journey.
At this very moment two yo-kai were attempting to hike up the treacherous trail. "Oh my swirls!" Komasan exclaimed as he wiped his sweaty forehead. "Hiking up this trail sure is tougher than a stale walnut on a hot summer's day!"
"Ah stop whining," Jibanyan said. Taking a sip of water from his bottle. "We've only been hiking for ten minutes."
"True but I'm already so tired." A low rumbling sound soon erupted from Komasan's stomach, he patted it with both of his hands. "Plus I'm more hungry than a wolf at a bad night hunt."
"If you're hungry than eat this." Jibanyan dug around in his haramaki and pulled out a candy bar, presenting it to the hungry bumpkin.
"What in tarnation is this?" Komasan asked as he took the candy.
"It's called a Chocobar, it's caramel and chocolate chip cookies covered in chocolate." The bumpkin opened the wrapper to be greeted by a rectangular bar of cool, coated chocolate.
"Oh my swirls! This looks better than-"
"Stop with the metaphors and just eat it all ready!" Komasan nodded and opened his mouth to take the first bite of the delicious chocolate bar.
"This is going to taste better than a Twinkie covered in vanilla ice cream topped with Oreo sprinkles!" The bumpkin thought.
The Next Day
Every known yo-kai in the world had gathered together for the funeral in the yo-kai world. It was an impossible occasion to see, yo-kai were immortal meaning that they couldn't age or die from battle. But yet here in the small white casket carried by Gargaros was the first ever yo-kai to actually die.
Komasan's mother and younger brother were crying out Niagara Falls as they saw the casket being placed gently underground and then buried. Other yo-kai were crying too, either a few drop of tears or waterfalls like Komajiro and Komamama. However the ones who weren't crying were shooting angry glances at the red cat responsible for the death of the lion-dog yo-kai. One of these people was Nate.
"Mind explaining why you thought giving chocolate to a dog yo-kai was such a good idea?" Nate asked.
"I-I-I didn't nyow chocolate could kill dogs!" bawled Jibanyan.