The Wishing Well
Chapter 7
Word Count: 100
The voice was still there, Kagome could tell. Maybe she shouldn't have called it stupid. If she wanted its help, she would have to be nicer to it. Either that or she would have to lie.
"Too bad, cause I have…" she stammered, trying to think of what to say to get out of there. "Magic sandals! They'll make your hair long and beautiful! I'll give them to you, if you can get me out of here!" Kagome grinned, rubbing her chubby fingers together.
"What makes you think I require such an item?"
Kagome shrugged her shoulders. "Cause I do."
