Alternate Realities
By: Yours Truly
I do not own anything, except for my Mustang in my mom's driveway.
LATER THAT EVENING-At a small ice cream shoppe.
"Kagome, I have a tingly feeling that you didn't tell him you were the Wind, did you?" Sango asked Kagome accusingly, over the rim of her oreo shake.
"Now why would I go and do a thing like that? We all swore we would never tell anybody who and what we are and do. That goes for the two hot guys and the really handsome man we met today. Got it?" she said to her friends in hushed tone, so nobody would hear them even though they were in a small alcove, secluded from the rest of the diner.
"Yeah, yeah. 'We solomely swear to never tell another walking, lying, living, or dying soul that we are the Three Vixen. We will live up to our name and defeat any challenge, bet, or dare thrown our way. We will never divide, fight, or betray another of our group. We will stand strong in each of our differences and support the other on what we think is right. Oath of the Three Vixen: Wind, Speedy, and Chase.' I still don't see the point. We have all the money we need right now, why don't we just call it quits?'' came Kikyou's interruption over her cup of chocolate ice cream.
The other girls just stared at her and blinked. They had their mouths sticking in their ice cream cups.
"What did you just say?" growled Kagome, looking at Kikyou with a death glare that would kill most people of fear.
"Kikyou, you know we are sworn to secrecy. Yo-you haven't told anybody, have? Kikyou, have you told anybody?" Sango asked desperately.
"I know that and, no I have not told anybody. Kagome would kill me if i did. Besides, who would beleive us. I mean, if I told Miroku I had a transformable motorcycle, do you think he would beleive me?" she asked, trying to settle her point. "And if I said anything like that Sango would kill me because she most likely always be with him." Kikyou explained.
"Yeah, well what about your little rendezvous with Inuyasha in the back office today? Because I found some interestingly looking stuff back there and I'm sure it ain't whip cream. Oh, and if I catch you anywhere near Miroku, you won't have to worry about telling others about us, you wouldn't beable to talk with as many times as I will smash that pretty little face of yours." Sango hissed, scaring the wits out of Kikyou again.
"Girls, girls, GIRLS! We need to calm down, and get back in order, besides we have a race tommorow. And you know what we normally do before races?" Kagome reminded the other Vixen.
"Shopping, movies, make-up, manicure, perdicure, and massages, masks, and makeovers. The Usual, why do you ask Kagome?" was Kikyou all too happy reply, but her smile started fading when Kagome shook her head at Kikyou's statement.
"No, tonight and tommorow, we are working on my other baby. I just got her a week ago, and I want to clock her tommorow afternoon, just before the race. So I need Sango with me, Kikyou you take a cell-phone and we'll tell you the parts we need. You take care of the prices. Get my drift Kikyou?" Kagome smiled slyly, looking at Kikyou.
"Gotcha' loud and clear, Boss. I'll take care of the parts with my overly flattering charm and unresistable good looks, and if I have to, probably bed a few before the nights over!" she squealed like a little kid in a candy store. "Maybe, if I'm lucky, Damon'll be on his shift if we're quick. Come on, let's go!" Kikyou cheered. After finishing their drinks they paid and left for Kagome's house.
Turning into Kagome's private garage they drove up onto a SUV sized platform. Kagome hit a button on her keys and they started to descend downwards.
"I dodn't show her to ya'll because I wanted to do it for a speacial occasion. So, I think this counts as a speacial occasion." She announced happily.
The three girls got down about 30 feet under Kagome's garage when the lift stopped and turned letting them off at a ledge that led to a huge room full of Ford Racing Mustangs, ranging from the years 1964 to 2004.
Kagome led the girls to a room they didn't even know was there because it was hidden by a face rock wall. When the wall opened they gasped.
A Mustang Cobra GT was in front of them, it was so black it was blue, with white interior and white accents on the outside. She had 24's accenting in chrome for her wheels, with tinted windows and lights. Her top was also black, the hood had a "shaker" system and was open to reveal all its wonderful insides.
Sango tediously stepped over to the front and looked on the inside of the black car and her eyes became as big as saucers. Sango called off what she saw and then looked at Kagome who ticked off the rest on her hand that Sango forgot to mention.
"Theres also the Throttle Enhancer Callibrator, Racing Alternator, Underwire Pulleys, A/C Power Steering Eliminator, Satin Black Valve Covers, Aluminum GT40 Heads, NOS connectors, Mustang GT Supercharge System with over 545 HP max along with a Steady supply of about 2 gallons of NOS to accompany me. Is this a good one or what?" Kagome asked, awaiting her professionals opinion. "I did it myself, too. Took about 3 maybe 4 days. So?" she asked again.
"Kagome, how much did this cost?" Sango asked, bewildered by the prices running through her head.
" 'Round $76,879.86 I think, I don't remember the actual price. But when my loose friend valued it. he said somewhere around $300 grand. I think I did good personally." She said happily again.
Sango turned to her friend and said, " And what exactly are we supposed to do with it? Take it apart? Girl, you couldn't have done a better job on it than I could've! Heck, you did better than me and in 3 days? Your going to take over my job, woman." Sango drastically explained.
So after much debation, they got in three different cars with Kagome in her new Black Beauty as she nick-named it, head off for the nearest race track, Atlanta Motor Speedway. Which just so happened to be holding a private race for the best racers in Atlanta to go to National Street Racing, or Race Course.
*********************************************************************** Hiya, What happens to Kagome? Who's at the race? How fast is her car? Does she beat her opponent? Why am I asking these Questions? Do I know the answers? Can I stop? Will I stop? Onegai reading! Aragaitou *Sweatdrops* Ja Mata edebey-chan
By: Yours Truly
I do not own anything, except for my Mustang in my mom's driveway.
LATER THAT EVENING-At a small ice cream shoppe.
"Kagome, I have a tingly feeling that you didn't tell him you were the Wind, did you?" Sango asked Kagome accusingly, over the rim of her oreo shake.
"Now why would I go and do a thing like that? We all swore we would never tell anybody who and what we are and do. That goes for the two hot guys and the really handsome man we met today. Got it?" she said to her friends in hushed tone, so nobody would hear them even though they were in a small alcove, secluded from the rest of the diner.
"Yeah, yeah. 'We solomely swear to never tell another walking, lying, living, or dying soul that we are the Three Vixen. We will live up to our name and defeat any challenge, bet, or dare thrown our way. We will never divide, fight, or betray another of our group. We will stand strong in each of our differences and support the other on what we think is right. Oath of the Three Vixen: Wind, Speedy, and Chase.' I still don't see the point. We have all the money we need right now, why don't we just call it quits?'' came Kikyou's interruption over her cup of chocolate ice cream.
The other girls just stared at her and blinked. They had their mouths sticking in their ice cream cups.
"What did you just say?" growled Kagome, looking at Kikyou with a death glare that would kill most people of fear.
"Kikyou, you know we are sworn to secrecy. Yo-you haven't told anybody, have? Kikyou, have you told anybody?" Sango asked desperately.
"I know that and, no I have not told anybody. Kagome would kill me if i did. Besides, who would beleive us. I mean, if I told Miroku I had a transformable motorcycle, do you think he would beleive me?" she asked, trying to settle her point. "And if I said anything like that Sango would kill me because she most likely always be with him." Kikyou explained.
"Yeah, well what about your little rendezvous with Inuyasha in the back office today? Because I found some interestingly looking stuff back there and I'm sure it ain't whip cream. Oh, and if I catch you anywhere near Miroku, you won't have to worry about telling others about us, you wouldn't beable to talk with as many times as I will smash that pretty little face of yours." Sango hissed, scaring the wits out of Kikyou again.
"Girls, girls, GIRLS! We need to calm down, and get back in order, besides we have a race tommorow. And you know what we normally do before races?" Kagome reminded the other Vixen.
"Shopping, movies, make-up, manicure, perdicure, and massages, masks, and makeovers. The Usual, why do you ask Kagome?" was Kikyou all too happy reply, but her smile started fading when Kagome shook her head at Kikyou's statement.
"No, tonight and tommorow, we are working on my other baby. I just got her a week ago, and I want to clock her tommorow afternoon, just before the race. So I need Sango with me, Kikyou you take a cell-phone and we'll tell you the parts we need. You take care of the prices. Get my drift Kikyou?" Kagome smiled slyly, looking at Kikyou.
"Gotcha' loud and clear, Boss. I'll take care of the parts with my overly flattering charm and unresistable good looks, and if I have to, probably bed a few before the nights over!" she squealed like a little kid in a candy store. "Maybe, if I'm lucky, Damon'll be on his shift if we're quick. Come on, let's go!" Kikyou cheered. After finishing their drinks they paid and left for Kagome's house.
Turning into Kagome's private garage they drove up onto a SUV sized platform. Kagome hit a button on her keys and they started to descend downwards.
"I dodn't show her to ya'll because I wanted to do it for a speacial occasion. So, I think this counts as a speacial occasion." She announced happily.
The three girls got down about 30 feet under Kagome's garage when the lift stopped and turned letting them off at a ledge that led to a huge room full of Ford Racing Mustangs, ranging from the years 1964 to 2004.
Kagome led the girls to a room they didn't even know was there because it was hidden by a face rock wall. When the wall opened they gasped.
A Mustang Cobra GT was in front of them, it was so black it was blue, with white interior and white accents on the outside. She had 24's accenting in chrome for her wheels, with tinted windows and lights. Her top was also black, the hood had a "shaker" system and was open to reveal all its wonderful insides.
Sango tediously stepped over to the front and looked on the inside of the black car and her eyes became as big as saucers. Sango called off what she saw and then looked at Kagome who ticked off the rest on her hand that Sango forgot to mention.
"Theres also the Throttle Enhancer Callibrator, Racing Alternator, Underwire Pulleys, A/C Power Steering Eliminator, Satin Black Valve Covers, Aluminum GT40 Heads, NOS connectors, Mustang GT Supercharge System with over 545 HP max along with a Steady supply of about 2 gallons of NOS to accompany me. Is this a good one or what?" Kagome asked, awaiting her professionals opinion. "I did it myself, too. Took about 3 maybe 4 days. So?" she asked again.
"Kagome, how much did this cost?" Sango asked, bewildered by the prices running through her head.
" 'Round $76,879.86 I think, I don't remember the actual price. But when my loose friend valued it. he said somewhere around $300 grand. I think I did good personally." She said happily again.
Sango turned to her friend and said, " And what exactly are we supposed to do with it? Take it apart? Girl, you couldn't have done a better job on it than I could've! Heck, you did better than me and in 3 days? Your going to take over my job, woman." Sango drastically explained.
So after much debation, they got in three different cars with Kagome in her new Black Beauty as she nick-named it, head off for the nearest race track, Atlanta Motor Speedway. Which just so happened to be holding a private race for the best racers in Atlanta to go to National Street Racing, or Race Course.
*********************************************************************** Hiya, What happens to Kagome? Who's at the race? How fast is her car? Does she beat her opponent? Why am I asking these Questions? Do I know the answers? Can I stop? Will I stop? Onegai reading! Aragaitou *Sweatdrops* Ja Mata edebey-chan
