Disclaimer: Do I really need to say it yet again?
"FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF FYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" (AN: In case you couldn't tell, that reads 'Fluffyie'.) The overly excited voice shattered Sesshoumaru's sensitive eardrums, and he bolted upright, casting looks around wildly for whatever what trying to kill him. Unfortunately, it was Mori. Her grin spread widely across her face, so broad that it almost extended into the atmosphere around her.
"Come ON!" she squealed, tugging at his arm. "I have a surprise for you!" Expecting the best and the worst at the same time, Sesshoumaru grudgingly followed. What he did get to was a car. A very small car, shaped relatively like a bug, sat in the driveway. Eyes already widening at the thought of what this might mean, Mori shoved him headfirst into the car. She jumped into the driver's seat, pulling out a set of keys that had a small kiwi attached to them. Yes, a real, ORGANIC (for all you health nuts) kiwi. Sesshoumaru now expected only the worst, and tried to claw his way out of the car. He realized quickly that his poison talons were ineffective. Hesitating, he jabbed himself in the arm.
"BAD FLUFFY!" Mori yowled, whacking Sessoumaru with a flyer. "I put industrial-strength nail polish on your fingernails so you couldn't hurt anything!" Sesshoumaru growled quietly, sulking in his own discontent. Mori jabbed the keys into the ignition and turned them, the car roaring to life. Sesshoumaru now tried to exit through the sunroof. However, the sunroof was non-existent (these kind of cars didn't come with sunroofs), so he proceeded in beginning to make one. Completely ignoring his behavior, Mori pulled out a blindfold.
"Ta-dah!" she sang, tying the blindfold around her eyes with a flourish. Grinning widely, she began to back the car out of the driveway. Sesshoumaru whined as she plowed straight into her neighbor's garage. Mori frowned, completely blind, and turned the car, leaving the rear fender stuck in the twisted metal of their neighbor's garage door. Sesshoumaru suddenly noticed Minagi and some other strange girl sitting in the front seat next to him.
The one closer to Mori, Momo, spoke in a quiet, worried tone. "Why is Mori driving blindfolded? Actually, why is Mori driving?"
"I don't know, but I'm putting my seatbelt on!" Minagi declared, taking Sesshoumaru's seatbelt and somehow managing to buckle herself in with it. A muffled groan came from the backseat. Sesshoumaru looked back to see a young boy their age with highly gel-spiked hair, tied up completely with scotch tape. He bounced around on the backseat, trying to wriggle out of the tape.
"Quiet, Chris!" Momo scolded, hitting Chris with the flyer. Chris' eyes momentarily turned to swirls before he blacked out. Sesshoumaru now realized that Minagi had hooked his seatbelt into the driver's side buckle, leaving both him and Mori without a buckled seatbelt. Sesshoumaru held onto one of the conveniently placed panic handles and clung for dear life.
Mori failed to take any of the corners on all four wheels. She managed to knock over fifteen mailboxes, three lamp posts, seven street signs, and a dancing mascot for some fast-food chain restaurant flipped over the hood of the car. Mori finally pulled up into the parking lot of a large, intimidating building with a large lawn in the back. Mori chose some random space and rammed the car into it, as there were graciously no cars in the lot. Mysteriously, there had been none on the roads either. Red-faced and beaming, Molly whipped off the blindfold.
"How did I do this time?" she said breathlessly. Momo consulted her watch, looked up and made the thumbs-up sign. "Three zero point oh five nine seconds!" she announced proudly. "And you didn't run into any buildings!" The three excited girls in the front seat high-fived each other. Chris, dislodged from the seat during the frantic driving course, whined from beneath the seat. The girls rolled their eyes and climbed out through Molly's door.
Sesshoumaru sat wide-eyed in his seat, nails jammed into the soft plastic of the panic handle and armrest. He was frozen in his seat, completely unnerved by the spectacle he had just witnessed. Mori opened his door and pried his hands free, carrying him over her shoulder like a long piece of wood.
As the stiff youkai was carried into the building, he managed to catch a glimpse of the ominous sign placed over the dreary brown awning. What he saw chilled his already frozen bloodstream: DOG TRAINING TODAY. He found his strength again and leapt off Mori's back, rising cartoon-style into the air before "DOWN!" caused his downfall. Mori slung him over her shoulder again, this time him being a wet sack. Jessica and Minagi carried Chris into the building, each of them with the end of a pole on their shoulders that ran through his bound wrists and ankles.
Mori walked up to the registration desk. An old, tired lady sat at the desk, her spectacles balanced precariously on the end of her nose. "Name?" she said drearily, not seeming to actually care. "Mori, and Fluffy," the youkai keeper said cheerfully, patting Sesshoumaru's long luxurious tail.
"Breed?" Mori hesitated on this one. "Mix," she said after a moment. He was a mix. He was mixed human and dog. She stepped away as Jessica and Minagi carried Chris to the table. "Name?" "Jessica, Minagi, and this is Chris!" they chirped in perfect unison, as if they had rehearsed. Secretly, they had, just to unnerve everyone.
The lady's spectacles finally fell off her nose. However, they were so old that they merely bounced on the floor. "Breed?" the lady said, still a bit shocked. Jessica and Minagi looked at each other in confusion. They hadn't planned this one. "POODLE," said Mori suddenly, causing Jessica to drop her end of the pole. Chris' head momentarily struck the floor, stunning him into a stupor. He smiled and nodded his head from side to side in an imaginary beat. Fearing now for her life and job, the lady hastily wrote down the minimal information and shooed them off into another room.
Mori attached a double-lead leash to Sesshoumaru's collar and handed either tether to Jessica and Minagi. They grinned and held out the magically unwrapped Chris. They had cleverly disguised.maybe not so clever. Chris had black paint on his nose, drawn-on whiskers, white socks on his hands and feet, and a small felt tail pinned to one of his belt loops. He scowled fiercely, crossing his 'paws' over his chest.
"This is so degrading," he said, snorting and stamping his feet like an impatient horse. Mori reached up and patted him on the head.
"Gee Chris, you sound angry," she said thoughtfully. "NO DUH!" was the enthusiastic reply. Mori patted his head again and attached a red leash and collar to his neck.
"Why is it I'm letting you do this again?" he questioned angrily, shaking his head as Mori tried to brush his cemented hair. She frowned and got out a blowtorch.
"I'm paying you fifty bucks, remember?" she said, frustration showing in her voice as the blowtorch had no effect on his hair. She got out a jackhammer and began to use that on his hair.
"The things I do for money," Chris whimpered, cradling his face in his hands as Mori attempted to chip off his hair. She shook her head as the jackhammer failed. Finally she took out a vial labeled "COKE". She began to pour it all over his head. The acidic carbonated drink fully melted the gel in his hair, leaving golden locks untamed. Mori toweled his head off and whipped off the towel, gasping at the wild mess it left behind. Carefully she put a dog hat onto the top of his head, complete with dog ears.
"I think you owe me about five hundred bucks for this," he growled menacingly, but his threat went to unnoticing ears, which were attached to people rolling on the floor in convulsions of laughter caused by his ridiculous outfit. Thoroughly peeved, he stomped away, too soon to remember that Mori held his leash. He was suddenly yanked backwards by the opposing force to his adolescent rage, sending him crashing to the floor.
Mori stood up, wiping her eyes. "It's time for the training," she managed to squeak, eyes brimming with tears of laughter. The others, even Sesshoumaru, nodded, trying to contain their absolute hilarity.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Teehee! I stole this little idea from another author on fanfiction.net! Much kudos to whoever it was! *bows* Next chap up soon, I promise!
"FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF FYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" (AN: In case you couldn't tell, that reads 'Fluffyie'.) The overly excited voice shattered Sesshoumaru's sensitive eardrums, and he bolted upright, casting looks around wildly for whatever what trying to kill him. Unfortunately, it was Mori. Her grin spread widely across her face, so broad that it almost extended into the atmosphere around her.
"Come ON!" she squealed, tugging at his arm. "I have a surprise for you!" Expecting the best and the worst at the same time, Sesshoumaru grudgingly followed. What he did get to was a car. A very small car, shaped relatively like a bug, sat in the driveway. Eyes already widening at the thought of what this might mean, Mori shoved him headfirst into the car. She jumped into the driver's seat, pulling out a set of keys that had a small kiwi attached to them. Yes, a real, ORGANIC (for all you health nuts) kiwi. Sesshoumaru now expected only the worst, and tried to claw his way out of the car. He realized quickly that his poison talons were ineffective. Hesitating, he jabbed himself in the arm.
"BAD FLUFFY!" Mori yowled, whacking Sessoumaru with a flyer. "I put industrial-strength nail polish on your fingernails so you couldn't hurt anything!" Sesshoumaru growled quietly, sulking in his own discontent. Mori jabbed the keys into the ignition and turned them, the car roaring to life. Sesshoumaru now tried to exit through the sunroof. However, the sunroof was non-existent (these kind of cars didn't come with sunroofs), so he proceeded in beginning to make one. Completely ignoring his behavior, Mori pulled out a blindfold.
"Ta-dah!" she sang, tying the blindfold around her eyes with a flourish. Grinning widely, she began to back the car out of the driveway. Sesshoumaru whined as she plowed straight into her neighbor's garage. Mori frowned, completely blind, and turned the car, leaving the rear fender stuck in the twisted metal of their neighbor's garage door. Sesshoumaru suddenly noticed Minagi and some other strange girl sitting in the front seat next to him.
The one closer to Mori, Momo, spoke in a quiet, worried tone. "Why is Mori driving blindfolded? Actually, why is Mori driving?"
"I don't know, but I'm putting my seatbelt on!" Minagi declared, taking Sesshoumaru's seatbelt and somehow managing to buckle herself in with it. A muffled groan came from the backseat. Sesshoumaru looked back to see a young boy their age with highly gel-spiked hair, tied up completely with scotch tape. He bounced around on the backseat, trying to wriggle out of the tape.
"Quiet, Chris!" Momo scolded, hitting Chris with the flyer. Chris' eyes momentarily turned to swirls before he blacked out. Sesshoumaru now realized that Minagi had hooked his seatbelt into the driver's side buckle, leaving both him and Mori without a buckled seatbelt. Sesshoumaru held onto one of the conveniently placed panic handles and clung for dear life.
Mori failed to take any of the corners on all four wheels. She managed to knock over fifteen mailboxes, three lamp posts, seven street signs, and a dancing mascot for some fast-food chain restaurant flipped over the hood of the car. Mori finally pulled up into the parking lot of a large, intimidating building with a large lawn in the back. Mori chose some random space and rammed the car into it, as there were graciously no cars in the lot. Mysteriously, there had been none on the roads either. Red-faced and beaming, Molly whipped off the blindfold.
"How did I do this time?" she said breathlessly. Momo consulted her watch, looked up and made the thumbs-up sign. "Three zero point oh five nine seconds!" she announced proudly. "And you didn't run into any buildings!" The three excited girls in the front seat high-fived each other. Chris, dislodged from the seat during the frantic driving course, whined from beneath the seat. The girls rolled their eyes and climbed out through Molly's door.
Sesshoumaru sat wide-eyed in his seat, nails jammed into the soft plastic of the panic handle and armrest. He was frozen in his seat, completely unnerved by the spectacle he had just witnessed. Mori opened his door and pried his hands free, carrying him over her shoulder like a long piece of wood.
As the stiff youkai was carried into the building, he managed to catch a glimpse of the ominous sign placed over the dreary brown awning. What he saw chilled his already frozen bloodstream: DOG TRAINING TODAY. He found his strength again and leapt off Mori's back, rising cartoon-style into the air before "DOWN!" caused his downfall. Mori slung him over her shoulder again, this time him being a wet sack. Jessica and Minagi carried Chris into the building, each of them with the end of a pole on their shoulders that ran through his bound wrists and ankles.
Mori walked up to the registration desk. An old, tired lady sat at the desk, her spectacles balanced precariously on the end of her nose. "Name?" she said drearily, not seeming to actually care. "Mori, and Fluffy," the youkai keeper said cheerfully, patting Sesshoumaru's long luxurious tail.
"Breed?" Mori hesitated on this one. "Mix," she said after a moment. He was a mix. He was mixed human and dog. She stepped away as Jessica and Minagi carried Chris to the table. "Name?" "Jessica, Minagi, and this is Chris!" they chirped in perfect unison, as if they had rehearsed. Secretly, they had, just to unnerve everyone.
The lady's spectacles finally fell off her nose. However, they were so old that they merely bounced on the floor. "Breed?" the lady said, still a bit shocked. Jessica and Minagi looked at each other in confusion. They hadn't planned this one. "POODLE," said Mori suddenly, causing Jessica to drop her end of the pole. Chris' head momentarily struck the floor, stunning him into a stupor. He smiled and nodded his head from side to side in an imaginary beat. Fearing now for her life and job, the lady hastily wrote down the minimal information and shooed them off into another room.
Mori attached a double-lead leash to Sesshoumaru's collar and handed either tether to Jessica and Minagi. They grinned and held out the magically unwrapped Chris. They had cleverly disguised.maybe not so clever. Chris had black paint on his nose, drawn-on whiskers, white socks on his hands and feet, and a small felt tail pinned to one of his belt loops. He scowled fiercely, crossing his 'paws' over his chest.
"This is so degrading," he said, snorting and stamping his feet like an impatient horse. Mori reached up and patted him on the head.
"Gee Chris, you sound angry," she said thoughtfully. "NO DUH!" was the enthusiastic reply. Mori patted his head again and attached a red leash and collar to his neck.
"Why is it I'm letting you do this again?" he questioned angrily, shaking his head as Mori tried to brush his cemented hair. She frowned and got out a blowtorch.
"I'm paying you fifty bucks, remember?" she said, frustration showing in her voice as the blowtorch had no effect on his hair. She got out a jackhammer and began to use that on his hair.
"The things I do for money," Chris whimpered, cradling his face in his hands as Mori attempted to chip off his hair. She shook her head as the jackhammer failed. Finally she took out a vial labeled "COKE". She began to pour it all over his head. The acidic carbonated drink fully melted the gel in his hair, leaving golden locks untamed. Mori toweled his head off and whipped off the towel, gasping at the wild mess it left behind. Carefully she put a dog hat onto the top of his head, complete with dog ears.
"I think you owe me about five hundred bucks for this," he growled menacingly, but his threat went to unnoticing ears, which were attached to people rolling on the floor in convulsions of laughter caused by his ridiculous outfit. Thoroughly peeved, he stomped away, too soon to remember that Mori held his leash. He was suddenly yanked backwards by the opposing force to his adolescent rage, sending him crashing to the floor.
Mori stood up, wiping her eyes. "It's time for the training," she managed to squeak, eyes brimming with tears of laughter. The others, even Sesshoumaru, nodded, trying to contain their absolute hilarity.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Teehee! I stole this little idea from another author on fanfiction.net! Much kudos to whoever it was! *bows* Next chap up soon, I promise!