Kitty-san Part 2
Prescribed by Dr. Mwaahaha
Here is your dose of humor.
"Oh my God. He's coming here right now!" He yelled.
"Tsuzuki," I look at him. We have to go back right now, and take this cat.er, boy with us. Tsuzuki nods, he understood what I meant. We jump next to the cat, um, boy, ready to transport back to Meifu.
"What the fu-," the boy starts. We hear the door suddenly swing open in the next room.
"Kitty-san," a man calls out as one would call out to a child. "Don't run away. I'm not going to hurt you. Just be a good little kitty and come win a prize for Daddy!"
I decided that now would be good to go back.
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"MwaaaaaaaaaaaHaaaaaaaaHaaaaaaaaaHaaaaaaaaaHaaaaa!!!!!!" Watari and Konoe burst out laughing. Tatsumi just stands there trying not to laugh.
I stiffen, and try to keep my anger inside. I know very well that there must be several knots on my head. "Sh- Shut up!" I yell. I know I look ridiculous, but it wasn't my fault I was stuck as a feline!
"But.Haaahaahaa.Bon .you're so cute.as a kitty!" Watari explained to me between breaths.
I decide that I've had enough, and I step outside the office. Tsuzuki and Komori-san, the cat, follow me outside.
Inside the office, laughter could still be heard. It is even louder now, I guess Tatsumi joined in now.
I rub my temples with my.paws.
"So this is Meifu?" Komori asked in awe. He was allowed to stay here so that he would be safe. Komori walked over toward the window and looked outside excitedly.
"Komori. What happened to the rest of the children? Did they all turn into cats as well?" I ask.
"Yes," he looks sad.
"Who's doing this and why?" Tsuzuki asks.
"His name is Setsuo Kurokawa. He breeds cats, and then takes them to cat shows. I don't think that he knows too much about spells, but is very very good with curses. Well, Setsuo recently lost at a cat show. Apparently, he has never lost, and is raving mad. His opponent entered a contest, and Setsuo is determined to beat him. Determined to get the perfect cat, he set up a spell around the old house. Then, he told me and some other kids that he would give us 500 dollars if we spent the night in the house. What he really wanted, though, was to turn us into cats forever," Komori looks up at them with determination.
"But! You guys have to help us! It's not just me. There's four other kids up there!" Komori's glass blue eyes look at me and Tsuzuki.
"Of course we'll help you!" Tsuzuki looks at me. He's silently telling me to say the same.
"I'll make sure that we all get turned back, don't worry," I walk over to him. Tsuzuki looks a little surprised. What is he dense? We're cats too, if we don't help Komori, then we'll be stuck as cats forever. For a Shinigami, forever is a looooonnnnngggg time.
"Jaa, well I'll go give Tatsumi an update. That is if he has stopped laughing now," Tsuzuki heads toward the office, leaving me alone with Komori.
Komori looks relieved, but I know that he feels incredibly nervous. Does he have to feel this nervous? Did I not just tell him that I'll help him? (sigh), Perhaps I should be more cheerful towards people. Maybe some ice cream would cheer him up.
"How long has it been seen you ate?" I ask him.
"Ummm, I had some breakfast on Friday," Komori tells me meekly. Friday? He hasn't eaten since yesterday morning. Peachy. I look for Gushoushin to tell him that Komori and I would be at my apartment.
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Here's a secret that not many of my co workers know about: I can cook. Not only can I cook, but I can cook quite well.
Hey. I was surprised myself. I mean, it wasn't like I cooked much when I was alive, being locked up and all. After I died, I asked Wakaba to teach me, and voila, turns out I am quite a chef at heart.
If I told anyone else, the word would probably spread around fast. It wouldn't be long until Tsuzuki hears about it. Then, hell will break loose. I flinch just thinking about his reaction.
"Are you okay?" Komori asks me.
"Oh. Yeah, I'm fine, just thinking."
"Thank you for letting me stay here and eat your food. It's really good!" Komori says shyly.
"You're welcome. It would have been way too cruel to have you eat Tsuzuki's food," I tell him lightheartedly.
"It can't be that bad," Komori says. I give him a sad look. The poor boy has never been a victim to that man's cooking. I swear, that guy should be banned from kitchens. Heck, just thinking of Tsuzuki, it's almost like he's really here.
Komori's blushing, and I realize that I'm still staring at him.
"Ummmmm, where should I sleep?" Komori asks me. There is only one bedroom in my apartment.
"Well.We're both cats, and smaller than usual," I start. "I guess we can sleep on my bed."
BOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!!!!! The door opens and someone barges in.
"Yoooooooooo!!!!! Hisooooooooookaaaaaaaa!!!" A chibi cat Tsuzuki yells. "Pack up! You and I are going to a cat show!"
All I can think is. What the hell?
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Mindless Chattah
Disclaimer: Yami no Matsuei is owned by Yohko Matsushita and Hana To Yume. But, mostly to Matsushita-sensei, because she created it.
This fanfic belongs to me, and only to me. If you try to attempt to copy any part of this fanfic, I shall run after you with a needle. This shall be done while laughing my head off sadistically. 0_0 So don't copy.
This one was slightly longer than the other ones. Dr. Mwaahaha would like to take these moments to thank all the reviewers. Thank you my chibi patients. Reviews really do make my day. ^_^
By the way, I am not responsible for any side effects that my stories might cause. Well, my lab calls for me, and I must go! This story just gets better and better, so look for the next chapter, which will hopefully be longer! 0_0
Prescribed by Dr. Mwaahaha
Here is your dose of humor.
"Oh my God. He's coming here right now!" He yelled.
"Tsuzuki," I look at him. We have to go back right now, and take this cat.er, boy with us. Tsuzuki nods, he understood what I meant. We jump next to the cat, um, boy, ready to transport back to Meifu.
"What the fu-," the boy starts. We hear the door suddenly swing open in the next room.
"Kitty-san," a man calls out as one would call out to a child. "Don't run away. I'm not going to hurt you. Just be a good little kitty and come win a prize for Daddy!"
I decided that now would be good to go back.
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"MwaaaaaaaaaaaHaaaaaaaaHaaaaaaaaaHaaaaaaaaaHaaaaa!!!!!!" Watari and Konoe burst out laughing. Tatsumi just stands there trying not to laugh.
I stiffen, and try to keep my anger inside. I know very well that there must be several knots on my head. "Sh- Shut up!" I yell. I know I look ridiculous, but it wasn't my fault I was stuck as a feline!
"But.Haaahaahaa.Bon .you're so cute.as a kitty!" Watari explained to me between breaths.
I decide that I've had enough, and I step outside the office. Tsuzuki and Komori-san, the cat, follow me outside.
Inside the office, laughter could still be heard. It is even louder now, I guess Tatsumi joined in now.
I rub my temples with my.paws.
"So this is Meifu?" Komori asked in awe. He was allowed to stay here so that he would be safe. Komori walked over toward the window and looked outside excitedly.
"Komori. What happened to the rest of the children? Did they all turn into cats as well?" I ask.
"Yes," he looks sad.
"Who's doing this and why?" Tsuzuki asks.
"His name is Setsuo Kurokawa. He breeds cats, and then takes them to cat shows. I don't think that he knows too much about spells, but is very very good with curses. Well, Setsuo recently lost at a cat show. Apparently, he has never lost, and is raving mad. His opponent entered a contest, and Setsuo is determined to beat him. Determined to get the perfect cat, he set up a spell around the old house. Then, he told me and some other kids that he would give us 500 dollars if we spent the night in the house. What he really wanted, though, was to turn us into cats forever," Komori looks up at them with determination.
"But! You guys have to help us! It's not just me. There's four other kids up there!" Komori's glass blue eyes look at me and Tsuzuki.
"Of course we'll help you!" Tsuzuki looks at me. He's silently telling me to say the same.
"I'll make sure that we all get turned back, don't worry," I walk over to him. Tsuzuki looks a little surprised. What is he dense? We're cats too, if we don't help Komori, then we'll be stuck as cats forever. For a Shinigami, forever is a looooonnnnngggg time.
"Jaa, well I'll go give Tatsumi an update. That is if he has stopped laughing now," Tsuzuki heads toward the office, leaving me alone with Komori.
Komori looks relieved, but I know that he feels incredibly nervous. Does he have to feel this nervous? Did I not just tell him that I'll help him? (sigh), Perhaps I should be more cheerful towards people. Maybe some ice cream would cheer him up.
"How long has it been seen you ate?" I ask him.
"Ummm, I had some breakfast on Friday," Komori tells me meekly. Friday? He hasn't eaten since yesterday morning. Peachy. I look for Gushoushin to tell him that Komori and I would be at my apartment.
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Here's a secret that not many of my co workers know about: I can cook. Not only can I cook, but I can cook quite well.
Hey. I was surprised myself. I mean, it wasn't like I cooked much when I was alive, being locked up and all. After I died, I asked Wakaba to teach me, and voila, turns out I am quite a chef at heart.
If I told anyone else, the word would probably spread around fast. It wouldn't be long until Tsuzuki hears about it. Then, hell will break loose. I flinch just thinking about his reaction.
"Are you okay?" Komori asks me.
"Oh. Yeah, I'm fine, just thinking."
"Thank you for letting me stay here and eat your food. It's really good!" Komori says shyly.
"You're welcome. It would have been way too cruel to have you eat Tsuzuki's food," I tell him lightheartedly.
"It can't be that bad," Komori says. I give him a sad look. The poor boy has never been a victim to that man's cooking. I swear, that guy should be banned from kitchens. Heck, just thinking of Tsuzuki, it's almost like he's really here.
Komori's blushing, and I realize that I'm still staring at him.
"Ummmmm, where should I sleep?" Komori asks me. There is only one bedroom in my apartment.
"Well.We're both cats, and smaller than usual," I start. "I guess we can sleep on my bed."
BOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!!!!! The door opens and someone barges in.
"Yoooooooooo!!!!! Hisooooooooookaaaaaaaa!!!" A chibi cat Tsuzuki yells. "Pack up! You and I are going to a cat show!"
All I can think is. What the hell?
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Mindless Chattah
Disclaimer: Yami no Matsuei is owned by Yohko Matsushita and Hana To Yume. But, mostly to Matsushita-sensei, because she created it.
This fanfic belongs to me, and only to me. If you try to attempt to copy any part of this fanfic, I shall run after you with a needle. This shall be done while laughing my head off sadistically. 0_0 So don't copy.
This one was slightly longer than the other ones. Dr. Mwaahaha would like to take these moments to thank all the reviewers. Thank you my chibi patients. Reviews really do make my day. ^_^
By the way, I am not responsible for any side effects that my stories might cause. Well, my lab calls for me, and I must go! This story just gets better and better, so look for the next chapter, which will hopefully be longer! 0_0