Author's note:

Hello.

My second chapter ever.

Again, don't kill me if it has errors or if it bad.

I have yet to become an alien on Pluto but I believe me I will.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter (Remember, I said hope, I never said will).

Here comes the disclaimer.

Disclaimer: Shaman King belongs to Hiroyuki Takei. If you don't believe me go look at the Disclaimer in the chapter before this one. It has more details. Again, Shaman King is Hiroyuki Takei's. I only own my OC.

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I hope I did not scare you away with my boring Author's note. Author's notes are supposed to be boring so yeah, deal with it.

Read on.

A Random Girl in the Shaman World

Chapter 2:

I licked my lips as I walked back into the park I had been strolling in before I found the map. The sweet taste of pie lingered on them.

It had only been about half an hour since I had eaten the pie yet I was hungry again. And since I didn't want to go back to the shop, mostly because I don't even know where it is, and I still didn't want to go grocery shopping, I decided to just go for another stroll in the park . So, I was in the middle of my nice stroll, when I passed a bench.

You might be wondering what is so special about a bench that I have to point out how I walked passed it. Well, it was kind of fancy and it smelled of cinnamon rolls but it was because there was a group of people I saw earlier today that I decided it was important.

Blue Spike, Familiar Orange Headphones, and the Blob now identified as an Elvis Presley double, were crowded around something.

Maybe they found some pie. Or a big, big cookie. Oh- or maybe they found the cookie monster himself. Yes, that must be it. I would make such a great detective. I know—if I fail in becoming a shaman(I still think it should be shawoman, because seriously—look at how everyone just calls people men. Mailman, policeman… What about woman?) I will be a detective.

I stopped walking to observe the scene. I mean really, when you see people crowded around something you want to know what it is too, right? Okay, maybe not everybody does that but all snoopy people do. Yes, that means I am confessing that I am a snoopy person and thus do not stay out of other people's business's.

They shifted positions and now I could see what they were staring at. They were staring at … uh… what was his name again?... Oh whatever. Pie man/Purple Spike. That stinks I thought they were actually staring at something worth staring at. But no they have to ruin my fun and stare at Purple Spike.

Then they got some kind of impish grin on their faces. Why can't I make impish grins? I am told all my grins look like stupid grins. I guess they do. But that is not a bad thing because that means I can trick my enemies into thinking that I am stupid. Somehow I don't think I need my stupid grins to do that though. Yeah, all I need to do is open my mouth to say something and they think I am stupid. But maybe being stupid is good. Yes, don't people always say ignorance is bliss? See, being dumb is really a blessing. Haha, take that smart people.

I think they are going to tease Purple Spike.

But there are some things I am wondering about right now.

Did the random people they asked know anything about Patch Village? (If so, then I will eavesdrop)

Why do I keep seeing a red van? (Do they possibly have stalkers other than me on their tail?)

Should I join in on the teasing or help him and demand another pie? (This is the most significant one at the moment.)

So, unable to decide whether to tease him or get pie, I finally decided to act like there was no way I was standing there for the past 2 minutes, interrupt them, pretend I don't know anything about Patch village except the fact that it is a village named after a patch, distract them, and then have Purple spike buy me another pie later.

"Are you looking for Patch village?" A girl with green hair and glasses asked suddenly. Oh no, she is going to distract them and make Purple spike get her a pie! That is my plan!! 911, pie thief!

I swear she came out of nowhere. Hey, I want to come out of nowhere too. Then I could suddenly appear in a bakery and steal all the pies. Oh wait—that would make me a pie thief too. I guess appearing out of nowhere is a pie thief thing then. Anyways, I think she has super teleportation powers. I must observe this strange person. I think we are connected by the string of strangeness. Being strange is something to be proud of.

But before I can analyze how she teleports I have to make sure she doesn't see me. Why? Because it totally ruins the atmosphere of spying on someone when they know you are there and I have to get back at her for trying to steal my pie. Besides, is it even spying if they know you are there? Wait—why would they know you are there yet not do anything about it?

Before anyone noticed me I used my superb hiding skills to hide under a bench and pretend I am a dog. Yes, a dog because dogs are all fluffy and I like fluffy so a dog I shall be. Also, I like sitting and dogs sit because their owners tell them to so yeah. I think Purple Spike knew I was there but I will pretend that he didn't just glare at me because that would ruin the purpose of hiding. That would also hurt my pride. Hey, I put lots of pride into my hiding skills, okay? Besides, I don't think he will tell anyone anyways, because to him, I am a just a random person he met with pink hair who threw a banana at a sign and wanted pie all in the same day.

So they had their little interaction with the girl. It went sort of like this. Hey, I know this person that knows about Patch village so yeah, I'll guide you and I am like, so totally not lying. Oh, really, we are so lucky! Yeah, and like, Purple Spike is so not suspicious. And this so does not remind me of something from a video game where you are completely hopeless and then some random person comes up to talk to you. Oh- and have you ever heard of not following strangers when they offer you candy, or in this case information? I guess not. That or they are like me and would either take the candy and make a run for it or demand to know if the stranger is the reason why all the candy in the local grocery store is sold out.

Well, I guess I cannot say anything because I sort of stalked them because I wanted to see if they were video game characters and knew how to get to Patch village which I highly doubt by the way.

So, they ended up at some weird mansion place in the middle of nowhere. I wonder why someone would build a mansion in some random place. If they were rich then wouldn't they want a telephone? I don't see any telephone wires anywhere. Come to think of it I never do. The world is a strange place. Especially since it has strange people like me in it.

They didn't knock when they went in which is very rude. You should always knock, I mean seriously, what if the lady was in the shower? How do I know it is a lady? I don't but isn't it always an old lady that tells you things in video games and stuff? I didn't know what to do so I looked around looking for someplace to get in where they wouldn't notice my entrance. Well, they probably wouldn't notice if I went through the front door when they weren't looking, but isn't it more fun to crawl through a window? Yeah, I thought so.

But instead of finding a way to get in without being noticed, I saw three people hiding behind a bush. Maybe they are not hiding but I think they are, even though hiding so badly that you will be seen kind of defeats the purpose of hiding. I must say they are not the best at hiding (of course not—I am!) but I think I will go hide too because they might be hiding from something really, really bad. In that case I should hide next to them, you know, so they can be used as a distraction in case I get seen by whoever they are hiding from. So I snuck up next to them.

"Hey, what are we hiding from and why behind a bush?" I whispered. Yeah seriously, why a bush? Why not a garbage can or a worm? I don't really know why you would hide behind a worm but hey, it's still something to hide behind. A bush is too cliché. That is, unless the bush is a berry bush and they are not only hiding but eating the berries as well. Yes, that would be very smart of them. But no, I have already observed the fact that this bush not a berry bush, but a thorn bush. I hope they get poked by the thorns.

All the girls jumped in unison. Is doing things in unison a girl thing that I am just not capable of doing? I want to jump in unison with people. Maybe when the people I am jumping in unison with and I land on the ground together, there will be a mini earthquake that somehow rids the world of pink and replaces it with heavenly pie. Ah yes, if only I could do the unison thing. The world would be a much better place.

"Who are you?" A girl with light brown hair hissed at me. Is she a snake?

"Hsssssssssssssssssssss." Uh, yeah that was me talking- I mean hissing. I was trying to see if I could speak snake language. Apparently not. Come to think of it, why don't they start teaching snake language instead of other languages in schools? Snake language would be so much more useful. You could ask them how they grow fangs. Then maybe people with be able to have poisonous fangs too. Then all the princesses in fairy tales could have fangs instead of the cliché beautiful red lips.

All three girls (Yeah they are girls—at least I think they are. One could be a cross dresser. You never know) looked at me strangely. I will not give them an explanation for my hissing but I will answer the Who-are-you question they asked me. Wait a second, why do they always ask who-are-you before they ask what-are-you-doing? I guess they would want to know who you are before what you are doing but really; I would want to know if they had any pie before I asked anything else.

"Someone. Now what are we hiding from?" Wow, I can be so witty.

"None of your beeswax." A little girl said. She is so little, how old is she anyways? 5? Shouldn't they be giving these kids a proper education? What happened to that?

"I don't have beeswax. And I don't think you do either. Oh wait, I guess you could. Do you have any?" I rambled quietly. I have to talk quietly or whatever they are hiding from might attack me. If it does then I will just have to use them as a shield and run away when the thing is eating them. How unfortunate for them. It is a good thing I never feel guilty because if I did then I would feel guilty after it ate them. But then I would be happy that the monster had a meal and would not be guilty anymore. Besides I could blame their deaths on the food chain right?

There was a short silence until the light brown haired one decided to get back to whatever they were doing before I appeared randomly. Ah, I guess I have acquired the skill of appearing randomly instead of appearing out of nowhere. But really I have always had the skill of appearing randomly I just didn't notice. I am special in my own random way.

"Anyways, it's just as we planned."

I looked at her funny. "What did you plan? Did you plan me coming to hide next to you? Did you plan to have a short conversation involving beeswax with me?" I said really fast. I think I have a newly acquired skill known as talking really fast in long sentences that may or may not irritate the person/people I am talking to.

They said nothing to me after that. What is with people and ignoring me today? That's mean.

Oh, I know. I will go spoil whatever they are planning. That'll show them. Plus, maybe I can steal some food from the mansions kitchen. What a brilliant plan. I am pure genius. Maybe I will be the next Einstein if I get hit by an apple. Wait, Einstein didn't really get hit by an apple but I will say he did. If an apple did hit me on my head then I would eat it.

I crawled toward a nearby window in the old mansion thing. I opened it and jumped through. Wow, I am so lucky that they forgot to lock the windows. That or they are physic and knew I would go through it before I even decided to even though I am not sure why they would let me in on purpose.

Anyways, I landed on the floor (No, I landed on the air!) and took in my surroundings. There was a couch, a door, and a rug. How interesting, not.

So, I strode over to the door and prayed really, really hard that it would lead to the kitchen. I opened it and peaked through… and guess what? It was a kitchen. Luck is on my side today. If luck is on my side today then what is on the other side? Is there even another side? Nah, everyone would be on my side.

I glanced at the room cautiously before tip-toeing to the cabinet. Why was I being so sneaky? I am practicing my acting skills and it fits the situation too. Ooh put the creepy music in the background. Yes, I am acting even though I am in the middle of doing something naughty, namely stealing things that are not mine. Somehow I don't think I will get visited by Santa this year. Well, I never do. But I like to pretend it is because Santa cannot find my house and I do not have a chimney anyways. I blame the people who built the house.

I opened the cabinet door and grabbed some bananas. How I knew the bananas would be in the cabinet of all places or if they even had bananas at all, I do not know, but do not question a woman's intuition. Besides, it makes me feel special when I believe that I have some kind of tracking device in my brain that always knows where to find bananas.

After stealing a lot of bananas which I stuffed in my pocket that holds anything I want it too, I heard some people talking on the other side of a door. I approached the door quietly (who knows it might actually be alive!) and noticed it had one of those hole things that you use to spy on who is ringing your doorbell. I don't know why they had one in the house but that doesn't matter because now I can spy on the people inside through the little hole.

I peered through the tiny hole and saw Purple Spike, Blue Spike, Orange Headphones, and Elvis Presley talking to a stuffed animal dressed up as a grandma. I have a strangely good view for someone looking through a very tiny hole but I will just assume I have very good eyesight. Anyways, it is kind of disturbing when you see someone other than yourself talking to an inanimate object. Yes, someone other than yourself because we all know that we do it when no one is looking. Well, at least I do. But it is kind of funny when you are watching someone else do it. They should include scenes like these in humor movies. Yes, that would be funny. That or my humor sense is off. Nah, its fine.

Oh look, the green haired lady that tried to steal my pie is making a peace sign at the window and a blonde haired lady is standing in a cabinet, talking to a wall. Do the inanimate objects in this mansion talk? Are they really alive? Can I have a conversation with one?

But if they talk are they still inanimate objects? Wouldn't that make them animate? Maybe I should try to carry out a conversation with the door in front of me. Oh wait- then they would hear me so that is not a good idea. Maybe inanimate objects speak their own language. Then I will have to learn the language of the inanimate. That could possibly be even more useful than snake language.

Hmm? Blue Spike is getting up. Oh look he is opening the cabinet doors with the crazy lady talking to the wall. Why is she crazy? Because she is alone in a cabinet talking to the cabinet wall. That sounds kind of funny. I think they are crazier than me. Wow I didn't even know that was possible.

The lady was surprised by the intruder in her lovely cabinet and everyone else was surprised to find a woman in a cabinet. Can't blame them, I would be too. Though I am wondering why the cabinet was so empty she could fit in it in the first place.

Then, Elvis Presley walked over to the teddy bear dressed as a grandma and picked it up. Then he showed it to everyone else. I suspect he was telling them it was a stuffed animal which is pretty obvious but I can't really be sure. I mean, I can't really hear what they say. So I just mouth read.

Sometime while I was watching Elvis point out the obvious, the blonde haired lady had gotten out of the cabinet. Pie guy/Purple Spike who's name I so did not forget stood up (I'm not sure why though, he is so short it doesn't really make a difference whether he sits or stands) and kindly shared his wisdom with them. Yes, them, because I can't hear it so he can't be sharing it with me.

Oh my gosh, green lady/pie thief flashed her infamous peace sign. And when she did, it made this very strange noise. How come that doesn't happen when I do it? (I tried it right after I saw her do it. It didn't work)

I must have missed something because now everyone is looking at Orange Headphones like he did something amazing. Maybe he did. Maybe he just explained the process of photosynthesis in extreme detail. Maybe he is some genius who just claimed the Earth was not round. I don't know. I never know. But it doesn't really bother me.

Speaking of what bothers me, the ground is shaking. The floor rumbled and the walls shook violently. The shaking shook my off balance and I squealed quietly, struggling to regain it. I tumbled to the floor and did a poor attempt to save my head by covering it with my hands. This would have worked—if only it was actually a natural disaster like a tornado. High-pitched shrieks erupted from the room next door and then I saw it. I screamed louder than I thought was possible. Hey, don't blame me. It's not every day that the house you are in starts shaking. A huge, gigantic mallet smashed the roof in and the building collapsed. A piece of ceiling collided with my skull as I fell towards the dirt ground. Yes, the ground is dirt what else would it be?

The impact when I hit the ground was strong, it hurt—I could feel a trickle of blood running down my cheek. My vision blurred and I wondered for a second if the fall had somehow affected my vision. But before I could find out who in their right mind would use a hammer to destroy a building and sue them, blackness flooded my mind and soon, I was lost in it.

Uh... If you don't already know, this is the end of chapter 2

So yeah, I worked hard on typing this up so please do review.

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