Chibi: I still own nothing. A correction on the last chapter though; Mimio is around the same age as Yusuke ,except her birthday is in October and his is sometime during the summer. I think it's June something... maybe July. He's probably a Cancer though. Yeah... or a Leo. But she's in middle school.
Anyway. These chapters are all at random points. This isn't a story, just me practicing with this fandom until I can actually get a story out. I've written one for YYH before, but it only got to be about five chapters before I realized what I was writing and shut that down completely. It was an atrocity that shall never see the light of day again.
Seriously...
But anyway.
On With The Show~!
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Three months.
I huffed, browsing through my bag for my wallet while the cashier waited impatiently for me to pay for my manga. I sent her a glare as she harrumphed at me and yanked out the piece of leather, promptly dishing the money towards her so I could get the hell out of there. It was Friday in the middle of September, autumn breeze rustling while the sun began to sink in the sky. Streets were filled with adults and school students alike, all of them browsing the shops. I waltzed down towards where the park was, intent on spending as much time away from my lonely little apartment as I could before going home.
"Hey! It's the temple girl!"
"Son of a bitch." I turned and sure enough there stood the Orange Elvis, pointing his finger at me dramatically as he could muster with Yusuke and Pretty Boy on his heels. I've literally seen them every weekend since my work at the temple began, and this wasn't making my day any better.
"Miss Gin-"
"Mimio. Geez, I've already had to remind you three times to stop it with the formalities Red. Seriously."
"My apologies."
I waved off his words and tucked my hands into my skirt pockets. "So, since apparently you guys pulled me from my invigorating walk, what's up? How's the arcade?"
"How did you know we go to the arcade?"
"What teenage boy doesn't play video games except Mister Rapunzel here?" I jabbed a thumb at Red before stuffing the hand back inside my skirt. "Besides, I pass by that place on my way home. You guys are there every so often, and I only recently noticed because Kuwabaka here has an extremely loud boasting voice."
Said moron harrumphed and crossed his arms in anger. "I can't help that I'm a loud person!"
"It's called an inside voice, moron."
"THAT'S IT. COME HERE YOU LITTLE SHRIMP! I'LL THROTTLE YOU GIRL OR NOT!" His hands narrowly avoided grabbing my neck as I skipped forward, snickering. The big lug chased me all the way to the park and I avoided him by clamboring up into one of the trees, high enough to be out of his reach. "GET BACK DOWN HERE!"
"Not until you calm down King Kong! Don't send up the smaller flying monkeys either!" Yusuke protested to being called a flying monkey as I laughed, swinging my legs back and forth while watching them. Red peered up through the branches and smiled creepily at me before pointing his fingers up.
"It looks like Mimio enjoys wearing black underwear."
"ACK!" I flipped myself backwards and tumbled down, dragging dozens of dead leaves and a few twigs with me. I hit the ground with a dull thud and rolled, head grasped between my palms to try and lessen the pounding. Did I have a concussion?
Oh look, three Elvises.
Yup, I'm concussed.
Fuck.
"Mimio, you okay?"
"Do I look okay, Elvis Number One? I'm not. I feel like a train just hit my head... fuck..." Two Reds and a single Yusuke entered my vision and I blinked. "When did this turn into Christmas?"
"What?"
"Three Orange Elvises, two Red Rapunzels and a green Yusuke... it's like that American Christmas song... what was it... 13 Days of Christmas?"
"Oh my. She really did hit her head too hard..."
I had something more important to worry about that Red's jumbled words about butterscotch. What was the name of that song? What about the reindeer? Where was Santa? WHEN DID THE TREES START GROWING BLACK PINECONES?
I screeched and flailed before passing out.
...
Mimio...
Mimio. I need yoo to wake up.
You need to wake up!
There's something coming!
It's bad!
LIKE SUPER BAD! LIKE BOWSER!
But Bowser's just misunderstood... all he wants is hugs from that stupid pink princess...
Holy shit how hard did you hit your head?
I dunno, but I remember Christmas.
Mimio, it's September. Christmas isn't for another two months.
BUT WHAT ABOUT THE GODDAMN REINDEER? AND THAT BLACK CHRISTMAS TREE I SAW? ARE YUSUKE AND RAPUNZEL JUST MATCHING WITH THEIR COLORS BECAUSE THEY WANT TO?
Whoa! Hey, calm down there kiddo. There were no reinde- wait. What black Christmas tree?
I dunno, but it had white tinsel and red ornaments. I LIKED it.
...I hope to Jashin they get you to a hospital.
WHO? ARE THE ELVES TAKING ME?
The voice merely sighed and rubbed it's invisible forehead. "Talking to you when you're concious would be so much easier. No. The elves are not taking you. Your friends are."
Since when do you have a lightbulb?
What? OH WAIT THAT'S-
"Miss Ginryuu! Are you with us now?"
"Who are you and where they hell did Santa go? I want my goddamn Gameboy already. I think I can get a Gameboy for being nice to the little boys and girls."
"What little boys and girls?"
"I dunno Doc, she fell from a tree. She was mumbling something about pinecones and Santa before she just did this jerking thing and passed out."
"I see... we might have to scan her." I sat up, startling the doctors and the other people my age in the room. Everyone blinked at me with their blank expressions while I looked at the wall like an owl. "Miss Ginryuu-"
"Mimio. Fuck, how many times to I have to- oh wait that wasn't Red. Sorry." Rapunzel merely waved it off, his eyes still wide.
It's like they were expecting me to explode.
"Miss Ginryuu, what can you remember?"
"Uhhhh... how far back we talking? Cause my memory wasn't that great to begin with. I can't remember what I had for breakfast this morning. But if this is about after the bookstore, I remember Elvis chasing me and I climbed a tree. And black pinecones. With white tinsel and red shiny ornaments. I want it to be my Christmas tree."
"Miss-"
"I'm fine. But I'm serious about the Christmas tree though. Where the hell do I find a black one?"
"Mimio, the black Christmas trees are a lie." The doctor patted my bandaged head and turned to the boys, announcing I was fine and that he had other patients to attend to. Oh hey. I recognize that guy now. I see him like every three weeks-
Nevermind.
I should stop there.
"You feeling okay there Monkey Queen?"
"I feel fine enough to kick your ass for calling me Monkey Queen, if that's what you're asking." I smiled sweetly at Yusuke and Kuwabaka as I began to undo the bandages on my head. "But were any of you guys talking to me while I was sleeping? I remember talking to someone but... I dunno... I remember talking about Christmas and Bowser."
"Like Mario's Bowser?"
"Yeah. Him." I grimaced and threw the bandages into the nearby wastebasket. "One of you guys was talking about how I was off my shit too..."
"None of us were talking to you until you woke up. Especially not about Mario or Bowser."
"The conversation didn't have Mario. Just Bowser. Oh yeah! Someone said in this funky voice 'Something bad like Bowser is coming!'" I waved my hands dramatically for effect while the others paled. "What? You guys look like you just ate some bad sashimi or something."
"What kind of funky voice?" Yusuke asked suspiciously.
"Like... it echoed. That kind of funky. And it sounded like it was coming from a microphone... and babyish."
"Babyish?"
"Babyish."
"Well you did fall from pretty high... maybe that's the concussion talking."
"Mm." I hopped off the table and stumbled slightly, nearly running into the wall of the small room. Something descended to touch me and I turned, slapping the hand away and shocking Kuwabaka.
...
"Holy shit, I just did the Matrix."