Chapter 2: "If it's Snuggly It Could Kill You."



Sai ran along the baby and toddler aisle.

In his haste, the British ronin upset a small shelf display of stuffed dogs. Hating to leave a mess, Sai knelt down and began to rearrange the cuddly delights. As he lifted the last one he noticed it was different from the others. Sai gasped in surprise.

It was Kipper the Dog™!! Sitting and grinning in his display box, enticing all to press his paw or hug him to hear him talk.

Sai cautiously skimmed up and down the aisle and bit his lip.

"They'll never know…" he reasoned. He pushed his better judgment aside and began to pet the animal between its slightly lop-sided ears.

"I won't pet him!" Sai stated forcefully and placed the dog back in its row. The blue-eyed ronin had all intention to turn and walk away from the obscenely cute cartoon idol. However, his feet had other plans and wouldn't budge from the display.

Slowly, Sai reached out a trembling hand and squeezed Kipper's paw.

"Hullo you!" The chortling pleasant voice with its adorable and familiar accent struck a cord with Sai's inner child. Before long the British youth had gone thru all of the happy puppy's catch phrases and was checking the price.

Half off. All his reservations gone, Sai snatched up Kipper in a snuggle, box and all, and made his way to the cash register.

****(((((((((^_^))))))))****Meanwhile****

"Damnit Kento!! Come back!"

For such a heavy looking guy Kento was making good time in his escape from Sage. Kento was barreling down pathways and making split decision turns like they did while battling Talpa.

Sage was wearing down. He slackened his pace allowing Hardrock the chance to escape.

Sage stopped, panting from exertion in the middle of the aisle. After a time he looked around to determine his surroundings. Puzzles and board games.

Slowly he began to march, eyes darting suspiciously back and forth, toward the end of the aisle.

He would've made it too. If not for the gleaming box on the top shelf. Violet eyes squinted as the ronin of Halo attempted to read the games title. Having only minimal success, Sage decided that the pain of not knowing was infinitely worse then that of breeching his discipline.

Placing one foot on the second to last shelf and pulling upward on the shelf just under the box Sage stretched and grasped his prize.

And fell on his bum.

When Sage came too he found himself half buried in Clue™ boards and chess sets. Lying on his stomach was the glittering box…a version of monopoly.

Sage studied the lid curiously. Brightly colored Disney™ characters pranced and flew everywhere on its deep blue surface.

Smiling, Sage stood and neatly replaced all the boxes he'd toppled. Then he placed his treasure under his arm and walked to the storefront.

TBC

Author Notes: It isn't great, but, it ain't terrible. Please review. At the very least tell me if it's funny. Thanks ^_^!