#9. Incomprehensible
By: Fury's Footsteps
Word Count: 256
Characters: Yusuke
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I don't own. I've been forgeting to put these up. Bad me. Yu Yu Hakusho and all that relates to it belongs to their respected owners.
Notes: This one was interesting. Not the greatest, and since it had a companion drabble, I may post the next one on...Wednesday. Yes.
Yusuke could not believe this.
The whole damn scenario was just…beyond his comprehension.
How in the hell did he wind up working for some old geezer on a farm in the freakin' boonies!
If this had anything to do with Kurama and betting in the same sentence, Yusuke grumbled to himself, then he was going to have to inflict bodily harm on the mischievous kitsune.
But first, he needed to figure out how to drive the damn tractor.
Yusuke precariously climbed up the metal steps and yanked open the dented green door. He ducked his head as he crawled inside and plopped down on the old leather seat with yellow foam bursting from the worn seams. He scanned the inside of the tractor dubiously.
He sure hoped that he was getting paid a shitload of money…
He took a deep breath and inserted the keys.
An elderly, stooping man looked up from where he had been pulling a splinter out of his finger on his rickety wooden porch. His eyes widened and his mouth dropped open as he watched his trusty green tractor drive at an almost unbelievable speed across his field. The monstrous machine suddenly jolted to a stop, jerked forward a few feet, and came to a quick stop that had the machine groaning in protest. It then started to swing around in the other direction. Its trumpeting horn called out before steam shot out from a cylinder at its top.
The elderly man winced.
The tractor made a shrill, shrieking sound.
"GODDAMNIT ALL TO HELL!"