I watched Grasshopper settle down into what seemed like a trance or something. I mean, he just kind of…sat there. Yes! I smirked evilly. Time to leave this place…wherever I might be.
I took a last glance along the cave, and at "Piccolo." He had a nice looking face when he was relaxed and not snarling. In a green sort of way…I guess. I noticed that Grasshopper had taken off his hat thingy. Another evil smile passed over my features. Heh heh! I crept along carefully, and snatched up the thing…only to almost drop it because of it's weight. Good gawd! It weighted about 50 freakin pounds!
I lugged it along to the entrance, and looked back to see if Grasshopper had noticed. Nope. Still sleeping. I was just about to go, when something pulled at my heart. I kind of felt bad leaving this guy after he had, you know, saved my life and all. I searched my pockets quickly, and then remembered my hair. I quickly untied the thick black material that bound my hair. I always wear black. It helps me with, er, my kind of life.
I lay it carefully near Piccolo's feet. Usually I only leave my personal stuff…with my "associates." I don't know what came over me, but I left my favorite bandana with a grasshopper.
I woke up, and quickly searched for the girl. She was gone. "Dammit." I muttered, looking around the place. My eyes came across something black on the floor. I reached over and picked it up carefully. Immediately the smell of vanilla washed over my acute alien senses. Drunkenly, I inhaled the smell. What did Yamcha say a while ago? Yeah, it was like a "high."
I think I probably sat there for 30 minutes like an idiot with a black bandana pressed against my nose before I realized what I was doing. Hmph. I dropped the material quickly.
I tried to meditate, but I couldn't. I tried to train, but I couldn't. Because every time I walked across a certain part of the cave, a crashing wave of vanilla would trap me, and I was in it's mercy.
Yep, sorry it is short. Alot of times i kind of have "inbetweenie" chapters. The next will most likely be longer and more eventful. DONT QUESTION MY ABILITIES TO WRITE AND ORGANIZE MY STORIES!!! Please review! Any ideas, comments etc can be reviewed here or sent to kureeji@yahoo.com
www.geocities.com/fushigi_mirai_pan
I took a last glance along the cave, and at "Piccolo." He had a nice looking face when he was relaxed and not snarling. In a green sort of way…I guess. I noticed that Grasshopper had taken off his hat thingy. Another evil smile passed over my features. Heh heh! I crept along carefully, and snatched up the thing…only to almost drop it because of it's weight. Good gawd! It weighted about 50 freakin pounds!
I lugged it along to the entrance, and looked back to see if Grasshopper had noticed. Nope. Still sleeping. I was just about to go, when something pulled at my heart. I kind of felt bad leaving this guy after he had, you know, saved my life and all. I searched my pockets quickly, and then remembered my hair. I quickly untied the thick black material that bound my hair. I always wear black. It helps me with, er, my kind of life.
I lay it carefully near Piccolo's feet. Usually I only leave my personal stuff…with my "associates." I don't know what came over me, but I left my favorite bandana with a grasshopper.
I woke up, and quickly searched for the girl. She was gone. "Dammit." I muttered, looking around the place. My eyes came across something black on the floor. I reached over and picked it up carefully. Immediately the smell of vanilla washed over my acute alien senses. Drunkenly, I inhaled the smell. What did Yamcha say a while ago? Yeah, it was like a "high."
I think I probably sat there for 30 minutes like an idiot with a black bandana pressed against my nose before I realized what I was doing. Hmph. I dropped the material quickly.
I tried to meditate, but I couldn't. I tried to train, but I couldn't. Because every time I walked across a certain part of the cave, a crashing wave of vanilla would trap me, and I was in it's mercy.
Yep, sorry it is short. Alot of times i kind of have "inbetweenie" chapters. The next will most likely be longer and more eventful. DONT QUESTION MY ABILITIES TO WRITE AND ORGANIZE MY STORIES!!! Please review! Any ideas, comments etc can be reviewed here or sent to kureeji@yahoo.com
www.geocities.com/fushigi_mirai_pan
