Author Note: What's up, people? It's your favorite duo, PenGator3 alive and kicking it here with a brand new chapter of our story, "No Love" for you all to read; sorry about the wait here.
Sanzo: Well you should be; ever since Ducreux'ed fucked you over on "Re: Yin Yang Who? or Yin Yang Yo! Forever" earlier this year, you've been spending so much time cooking this crap for God knows what!
Dominique: At least I took care of it this time, Mr. A-Cat-And-Fox's-Tale-Has-Only-Eight-Reviews!
Sanzo: Shut the fuck up about it, penguin shit!
Dominique: Screw you, Captain Underbite!
Sanzo: Alright that's it, you're going down!
Dominique: Mind if I throw down the disclaimer for for everyone?
Sanzo: Don't care!
Dominique: Okay then! Yin Yang Yo belongs to Bob Boyle but the story belongs to Midnightbunny. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!
Sanzo: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!
Both: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!
A Close Shave
The weather was starting to get warm outside seeing that the big blue skies were becoming as bright like the shiny happy people outside with only a few clouds and a squall rolling alongside the vast and magnificent atmosphere, a solar noon hovering over where every single building, big or small, was baptized in resplendent wonder. The flat and narrow concrete remained neatly on the very street, starting to burn hot like the magma of an erupting volcano as it was laying down there in the hot sun. The (en)harmonic honking and beeping of the constant traffic jam that resided in between the foreground and the background of this big city was the sure sign that this was now rush hour, automobiles of all sizes, makes, and even models were now at a greater disadvantage on the (super)highways, freeways, throughways, expressways, and even the interstates regardless of direction whatsoever. The people that had gone to work either by any means necessary from this morning were given an opportunity to just go ahead dine on their break, however and wherever they chose to do it as they please; in addition, the folks who worked around or at their own homes along with the some who were unemployed looking through newspaper ads for some jobs sat down to relax. A calm breeze strolled throughout the vicinity offering a sense of serenity to passersby; in turn, a few pedestrians (and bicyclists as well) were all aware that the breeze would keep many of them cool and unperturbed as most went to continue on with their daily lives outside their domiciles. Other than that, it was so tranquil it was as if that very proximity was near some open field that time had remembered, refusing to leave even when it was already known that the (post)modernism of civilization had colonized over there.
Of course in one of those domiciles within the quaint conurbation, there was but only one occupant inside of there so far and it was a lone panda inexplicably being back home and inexplicably sitting on his old recliner inexplicably. Master Yo was indeed the only occupant inside that dojo still living and breathing up to this very day as usual despite the current situation at hand with the old time and setting; apparently, he was used to it because it truly gave him comfort. Needless to say, it had been an eventful afternoon yesterday considering that his son Yang was still in the hospital thanks to the works of bullies and his daughter Yin's melancholy following it didn't even help matters at all. The father was currently by himself watching some newscast that had been talking about many events quite much before and after that fateful school day on the television set. Honestly, it had felt so lonely that Master Yo glanced at the digital clock and it had read out 12:15PM in a mere lime green pigment for him to clearly look and see it all at once thusly.
"Yin's been gone for a while; I wonder what she must be doing…" the panda master said silently to himself before he had quickly turned his attention back to the violet TV like nothing else had ever even happened.
Still something had happened and it was to the pink rabbit who(m) had just followed the group of miscreants to some part of town that was not too far away from where she'd left and seemed to have never come back. The buildings in this part were of respectable and satisfactory feel still there was a slum in the middle of the two buildings for it was an alleyway so narrow transportation was limited and only the pedestrians (if any) traveled through them. The dumpsters were there as well, being a literal and only temporary dumping ground for compost before it would be whisked away to a nearby landfill. Alongside with that, graffiti had painted both the walls with names, gang symbols, and obscenities as if it were part of some worldly canvas. Luckily, it was all quiet on all fronts (including the western front as well to start with); however, if there were any words to describe the serenity of how viewing the wrong side of the tracks was, anybody would pick out the very paramount word that pops into their thoughts and, if possible, say it already quickly as possible.
She soon found herself sitting up on the street once that they had let go of her just minutes after the line of scrimmage was drawn together and then stepped on over by herself and the posse respectively. There only Yin had lain still unconscious sitting up as she can barely see a faint outline of something and hear what had sounded like distant voices from a far()away land that exists in works of fiction. Those sapphire eyes were still closed as proof of the pink bunny's yet otherwise stable condition as if they were wired shut for some unknown reason, forcing these pupils to see nothing but complete and total blackness all around her regardless of direction whatsoever; in fact, she even almost sported a black eye. She also had some bit of blood on her face that was still drying up after all the punishment it had underwent upon contact with the club, evaporating into little more than a mere nothingness even as it had dripped down to the concrete. Cuts and bruises had been also sported on Yin's face like a bunch of elaborately scary tattoos made by great professionals in spite of the future repercussions it may've hold up ahead in the long run. The rest of the entire feminine body was spared from any further potential damages that could have followed after that first encounter assault recognition had instantly left the victim in a comatose state.
Somewhat hopelessly, the pink hare would have no idea whatsoever on what would follow after all this and that considering some form of malicious intent brewing in the captors' mind like stone soup or even a riverbank of molten lava.
The forest green ogre that had pulled her onto the street then questioned the tall one standing next to him about the next course of action, "what do you reckon we do with this one…?"
"I know…" Joe had beamed grimly with an elongated smile that instantly had grown extremely accustomed to his face, "let's shave her!"
"Good idea," said the slim male as he then pulled out a switchblade from his pocket, made with blended alloys of stainless steel and sterling silver mixed together before edging to the girl sinisterly.
Yin then had finally awoken back to life only to find herself held tightly by the fat one smirking whereas the slim(e) one came closer with it, the former male sneering, "now you just stay still and this won't hurt at all."
"Don't you dare!" the pink rabbit spouted angrily as the ogre brought the knife closer but the former had slapped the latter's hand away trying to knock the blade out, "if you cut my fur, I swear I'm gonna–––''
"Now, this WILL hurt!" countered the guy holding the knife as he then grabbed the girl by the ear and prepared to make a cut of herself; but, before he could even trim off a chunk of pink fur, an amber wave of grain flecked into a ray had incinerated it, burning the knife as its owner tossed it aside and writhed his hand in pain.
All had then quickly turned to where the blast came from along with Yin whom had turned as well with her eyes becoming as big as plates gasping out with shock and awe, "it...it can't be..." It was another bunny just like herself and her dear brother except that its coating of fur was a light green and much more a bit scrappier than even the latter twin altogether. The golden sun(shiny) colored iris had surrounded the dark dawn pupils even as its eyebrows were arch in a way that the newly arrived individual gave off an unholy glare. The green hare even had a purple nose unlike the tickled pink that the girl had on her face thusly as proof of being an infernal sight for sore eyes to see. The individual even bared jagged daggers from the mouth to confirm the sight of anger in its eyes like so for everyone in sight. The green rabbit also wore a training vest just like Yin and Yang as well except that it was unkempt like his fur altogether as such unlike theirs.
Either way, between the scales of amazement and shock, everyone in general felt deeply surprised in general to see the arrival of another person making its way through what seemed to be a preemptive strike.
"HEY, if you don't wanna get hurt, I suggest you BEAT IT!" a sudden harsh tone that the green bunny had spoken in had the ogres in shock, forcing all of them boys to scatter away like ants while the girl watched them go as if there had been many reasons to be afraid of the former; then, she turned her gaze back to the male who was now walking towards her and commented this, "hmm, people these days... just plain idiots; do you need any help?"
"I can help myself!" she snapped as she scrambled to her feet and began dusting off her clothes free of dirt and clumps from the pavement that she was on earlier.
Unfazed, the male individual edged closer nonchalantly to Yin and started to wonder about the situation she had gotten herself into despite that status as a highly skilled Woo Foo Warrior that specialized in magic, "how'd ya get screwed with 'em bastards?"
"That's none of your business anyway, Yuck!" the pink hare snarled angrily at the green one that was called Yuck in a way that seemed highly uncalled for, "why do you even care?"
"I just saved you from being skinned alive and this is how you repay me; humph, you should be thanking me!" he'd countered after stepping back away from as if he was slapped by her; then, he'd chuckled bitterly, making the girl cringe in disgust.
Before the laughter gone about to be quite more a bit louder and/or even demented, Yin then criticized Yuck's previous actions, "just because you prevented them from shaving off all my fur doesn't make you my hero; as a matter of fact, if I were you, then I wouldn't get used to it so why don't you just leave me alone. I can handle myself!"
"Fine…!" the green rabbit had yelled once right after he'd stopped laughing and now glared at the pink one with rage and sorrow, "I WON'T HELP YOU ANYMORE, YOU UNGRATEFUL SLUT!"
Shocked and embarrassed, she attempted to move forward but he shoved her away and stomped off, cursing underneath his breath so that no one not even the former would hear the latter at all. Still reeling from the shock and the outrage based on the change of current events so far since that late morning, Yin felt ashamed after he left for what she had said and done to Yuck despite the latter's act of kindness that had saved the former from what would have been potentially certain doom at the hands of the ogres if things had turned out more differently otherwise. The pink bunny would've thanked the green one for it, but the words couldn't come out right; even if it had been done, some random choice of words or even actions speaking louder than that would have it come all undone in the end. To her, he was a villain like the ogres that did her harm; better yet, he was more like her enemy and nothing more and nothing less could ever even change that not even by the slightest bit of lesser good or even greatest good (or so she had believed)…
Author's Note: At least I'm glad that's taken care of now; by the way, what does GriffinsMustFly meant by "remember to indent a new paragraph everytime you have a new speaker" and did she just call us sweetie?
Sanzo: I think this has something to do with our style of writing lately; the people think that this is the reason why we have little reviews lately and um yeah she did...
Dominique: But I don't get it, when you write stories you barely get any flack for it like when you're writing that Cat story involving Ella Mental and not to mention that you did What Would Happen "If 4Kids Got Evangelion."
Ella: Don't forget that shitty "Re: Yin Yang Who? or Yin Yang Yo! Forever" or whatever you call it...!
Dominique: UWAAH! Who are you and how the fuck did you get here?
Ella: Oh you really do even notice, didn't you; as a matter of fact, who do you think I am? I'm Ella Mental; I just snuck in by picking the lock off this door outside.
Sanzo: That's breaking and entering, madame; come to think of it, why are you here?
Ella: Eradicus sent me to inform you that you're slandering my image for fictional purposes without permission/compensation and recommend that you cease at once...
Dominique: And if we refuse?
Ella: Then we'll see you in court!
Dominique: Hmmm, fight the case or stop story writing? Now that doesn't seem fair... (lightbulb pops up above him) I know! How about I sent your turkey boy here my regards? Hyaaa! (tosses a small wooden stool at Ella but misses and breaks a window)
Ella (smirking): Wow, you really suck at aiming...
Dominique: Shut up! (tosses another stool at her)
Ella (still smirking): Really; that's the best you can do?
Dominique: I know what you are trying to do here, you goddamn psycho!
Ella (now frowning): Now listen here, penguin shit: it's psychic, PSYCHIC! (starts levitating Dominique)
Dominique (scared): Hey, what are you doing?
Ella: I'm teaching you to tell the difference between psycho and psychic
Dominique: PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!
