Disclaimer: *sigh* If you really can't figure it out, go look at my other
chapters. Ooh I know! I PROCLAIM THAT FROM THIS CHAPTER FORTH, I DO NOT WON
ANY OF THE RECOGNIZABLE ANIME CHARACTERS. OTHER CHARACTERS SUCH AS MOMO,
MINAGI, AND MORI BELONG TO ME AND MY FRIENDS. SO THERE.
They gathered around the rules again, this time on a black piece of paper. The rules were written in white font.
RULES: CABER TOSSING. ONE PARTICIPANT THROWS A LOG. THE LOG MUST FLIP IN MIDAIR, AND IT IS A GOOD IDEA TO HAVE THE LOG LAND AT 12 O' CLOCK, OR PERPENDICULAR.
And then there was a small note at the bottom:
Did we mention that the guys have to wear kilts?
The group suddenly noticed a door next to the rules, with one of those bathroom signs indicating guys on it. Sesshoumaru glowered.
"It's my turn," he said, with only a hint of a whimper in his voice. Mori hugged him (she wouldn't let the others near him) and shoved him into the room. After a few minutes, Sesshoumaru came out wearing a plaid kilt, which showed off his muscular legs quite nicely.
Fangirls: WE LOVE YOU FLUFFY!!!! *swarm Sesshoumaru* Mori: YARRGH! *sends fangirls scattering*
Sesshoumaru strode over to where a pointy-nosed black cabbit sat flexing its muscles. It was surprisingly muscular, as well as General Blue had been. (AN: Remember him? Two chaps ago?) The cabbit nodded pleasingly at Sesshoumaru, and gestured towards six logs lying on one end of a field.
The cabbit poked Sesshoumaru, indicating for him to go first. Sesshoumaru picked up a log, finding it somewhat heavy. He drew his arms back and threw it. Miraculously, it flew through the air, landing almost at twelve o' clock. The girls cheered, somehow they had all transformed into cheerleaders. Of course, Mori had Sesshoumaru's face emblazoned across the front of her shirt. They had tied a pompom to Chris' hand, as he was unwilling to hold one.
Swelling out his chest, Sesshoumaru picked up another log. This time when he threw it, it flipped in the air, but sadly landed flat on the ground. He picked up the third log, gritted his teeth, and threw it. It was a perfect flight. The log flipped three or four times through the air and landed at a perfect twelve o' clock. The cheerleaders cheered (no da!) and jumped happily all over the place. Sesshoumaru ran back to them and sat on the ground with them, all of them waiting breathlessly to see what the black cabbit would do.
The cabbit picked up a log, studied it closely, and began carving strange symbols into it with its claws. The girls on the sidelines cocked their heads to one side (the same side) in befuddlement. The cabbit finished his consecration of log and threw it. It flipped through the air, but landed dead. The cabbit frowned and picked up the next log. Not bothering to carve in it, he simply drew a long gash in it about three feet long. His throw found the flipped log to have fallen at twelve o' clock. The cabbit grinned and picked up the third log.
The entire sideline watched bug-eyed as the beam flew through the air. It seemed almost to slow down, as it flipped through the air. Sesshoumaru heard a sickening 'thud' in his stomach at the exact moment that the beam landed at a perfect twelve. The cabbit turned around, grinned, and began to dance all over the place with his paws in the victory sign. All four of his paws.
Sesshoumaru hurried quickly back into the room and came out in his l33t suit again. He walked dejectedly out and sighed. Mori put her arms around his neck comfortingly.
"It's alright, you did good," she said soothingly, kissing him lightly on the cheek. If Sesshoumaru had been less of a demon, he would have blushed. As the case may be, he just smiled and looked away. The troop proceeded through the next door.
They walked into a smaller room than the last one, the only objects beside the turquoise cabbit were two big boxes and a pole set on two others. They immediately turned to look at the pastel-blue rules.
RULES: THROWING THE BOX. YES, THIS IS THE REAL NAME. THROW BOX WITH RING ATTACHED OVER BAR. ADD WATER AND SHAKE WELL. WHOOPS, THAT'S THE INSANT PUDDING RECIPE.
THIS IS A REAL GAME, TOO.
They scratched their heads for a moment. "I want to go!" Minagi suddenly chirped, clapping her hands together. The three girls whispered something before Minagi stood in front of one of the boxes. The turquoise cabbit bounded over, being about Minagi's size and slightly resembling an Easter Bunny. Minagi looked at the cabbit strangely, and it looked back strangely at her.
Minagi picked up the box, finding it to be strangely heavy. Taking a step back, she swung it back and forth a few times before it sailed cleanly over the bar. The cabbit did the same as her, also clearing the bar. The turquoise cabbit slowly tugged the boxes back, and the blue cabbit from the beginning appeared and set the bar half a foot higher. Minagi gulped at the height difference. She picked up her box again and threw it. It flew over the bar again, barely clearing it. The cabbit threw the other box, going over the bar at the exact same level. Minagi gave the cabbit another strange look, but it pointed at her and then the bar. Minagi switched the bar again, this time three inches higher. The cabbit dragged the boxes back again.
This time Minagi wasn't so sure of herself. She grabbed the box, swung it, and threw it. It barely nicked the bar, and the cabbit let out a little squeak. Whether it was surprised or happy, no one could tell. But Minagi had gone slightly pale.
"Don't worry!" Mori called out to her. "If this cabbit's got a modus operandi, it'll nick it too!" Minagi smiled and looked back just in time to see the cabbit's box sail over the bar. It landed with a loud thud on the other side, and the cabbit began to dance around as the last one had done. Minagi trudged back to her teammates, where she was welcomed with consoling pats on the back. Even Chris barely touched her shoulder with his fingertips. They walked into yet another room, downcast by their two consecutive failures.
This time, they were surprised to see what looked like a limbo bar and a yellow cabbit dancing around it. A boombox with cabbit ears sat on a table next to the bar. Momo got to the rules first.
RULES: LIMBO. IF YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO PLAY THIS, WE GIVE UP.
"Since when is limbo a Scottish game?" Minagi said indignantly. Momo pointed at the bottom of the paper.
LIMBO IS NOT A SCOTTISH GAME. WE JUST LIKE THE MUSIC!
They sweatdropped again. Momo beamed and jumped up.
"I love the limbo!" she cheered, attracting the attention of the yellow cabbit. It grinned pleasingly at her and turned on the traditional limbo music. The cabbit went first this time, easily going under the bar. Momo followed, beaming as she came out the other side. The bar was lowered an inch and it began again.
After about fifteen lowerings, neither contestant showed signs of tiring. But as the cabbit went under, it barely lost its balance for a split second, but quickly recovered. Momo grinned and went under the bar as easily as butter on a monkey's back. (AN: ya like my simile?) The bar was lowered one more inch and the cabbit gulped. It leaned back and walked forward, but as it passed under the bar, it fell on its back. Momo dragged it out by the paws and took her place. She blinked to clear her mind and leaned back. The spectators clasped their hands, held their breath, and bit their nails. Momo closed her eyes as she went under, and came out safely on the other side.
She was engulfed by cheering friends, disregarding Chris once more. The yellow cabbit sighed and held the door open for them.
There was no time lost to look at the rules. They crowded eagerly around, knowing full well that it was Chris' turn to compete.
RULES: HAULING THE BUCKET. ONE CONTESTANT PICKS UP A BUCKET IN EACH HAND AND RUNS AS FAR AS THEY CAN BEFORE DROPPING THE BUCKETS. THE LONGEST RUN WINS.
Chris glowered. He was going to play a game with BUCKETS! He stomped REALLY loudly over to the dressing room and came back out in a kilt. None of the girls dared to laugh. He was in one of his "moods". He stomped back and looked at the cabbit.
"Bring it on," he growled, walking over to the two buckets he was intended to carry. The cabbit grinned, picked up his buckets and began to run. He ran a length of about 70 meters before dropping the buckets. He jogged back to the start line, sneering at Chris. Chris sneered right back at him, picked up the buckets, and sprinted.
They were extremely heavy, and burned his muscles the moment he picked them up. He felt like his legs would collapse beneath him as he ran. He closed his eyes as he ran, trying to ignore the blazing sensation. Finally he dropped the buckets. He slowly opened his eyes, to find his buckets about five meters in front of the cabbit's buckets. The cabbit was silent, along with the spectators. Chris marched back to them and looked around.
"What? We won," he said matter-of-factly. As if his voice had broken a spell, the four others began cheering. Momo and Minagi hugged each other before Minagi threw her into the cabbit, Sesshoumaru hugged himself and danced around the cabbit making faces, and Mori actually hugged Chris.
"J00 r0x0r!" she said happily, squeezing his ribcage. He gasped, trying to somehow get air into his lungs. He tried to push the human-shaped python off of him, but her arms were wrapped too tightly around him. He tried weakly to beat her off of him, but he had no arm strength left from the competition. It turned out he had no leg strength either, as he crumpled helplessly to the floor as Mori went to hug Sesshoumaru.
After their celebration had passed, they entered the final door. What they found was a small silver elevator sitting in front of them. A winch was nearby, and the five opposing cabbits filed in and took their place on it. With the enthusiasm of "how many people can we fit in a telephone booth?", the happy group piled onto the elevator. After the door was slid shut by the blue cabbit, the group discovered that the elevator wasn't as small as it looked. In fact, it was smaller. They all struggled to get into comfortable positions.
"Your elbow is in my trachea," Chris gasped at Momo, who couldn't hear because her face was buried in Sesshoumaru's tail. Poor Mori was stuck behind him, squished against the wall and unable to escape because Minagi was lodged in between Sesshoumaru and the wall. The elevator began to move, but the occupants didn't notice, as they were too busy fighting over leg space. Not that there was any to begin with.
They argued all the way to the top, before the door opened on it own accord and they all spilled out onto the grass. Wriggling themselves free of each other, they discovered that they were near a lake close to Mori's house. Mori grinned and looked sideways at Chris, who was dusting himself off. She sidled over to him and shoved him into the water. He came up, sputtering uselessly. Minagi grinned and shoved Momo into the water, before getting shoved in herself by Mori. Mori turned to face Sesshoumaru, and the two circled each other like wrestlers. Which indeed they were. As Sesshoumaru's back turned to the water, Mori rushed him. There proved to be too much of a weight difference, as Sesshoumaru easily picked Mori up over his head, and threw her far into the water. She twisted herself into a dive position before she hit, and came up easily. Sesshoumaru took a few steps back and cannonballed into the water.
They laughed and splashed each other in the water, now attempting to dunk each other. Chris conquered all but Sesshoumaru, who easily held his head underwater for a full half-minute. Chris came up red-faced and sputtering again, and they all laughed good-naturedly at his misfortune.
They eventually crawled out of the lake and sunned themselves dry on the grass. One by one, Momo, Minagi, and Chris left, the first two thanking her for the great time. But before Chris could get out of range of hearing, Mori yelled at him "You forgot your friend!" Chris turned around just in time to be knocked over by a flying pink cabbit. It clung to his face momentarily before climbing up to sit on his still-moist blond hair. Chris frowned, but patted the cabbit gently on the head before saluting Mori and leaving. Mori grinned and waved at him, giggling at the fact that Chris was completely unaware that he was still wearing his kilt. She turned over to Sesshoumaru.
"That was fun," she giggled, hugging him around the waist. Sesshoumaru put one arm around her shoulders. "Yeah," he agreed, "Let's never do that again."
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Ta-dah! I promise we will go back to funny stuff, really!
They gathered around the rules again, this time on a black piece of paper. The rules were written in white font.
RULES: CABER TOSSING. ONE PARTICIPANT THROWS A LOG. THE LOG MUST FLIP IN MIDAIR, AND IT IS A GOOD IDEA TO HAVE THE LOG LAND AT 12 O' CLOCK, OR PERPENDICULAR.
And then there was a small note at the bottom:
Did we mention that the guys have to wear kilts?
The group suddenly noticed a door next to the rules, with one of those bathroom signs indicating guys on it. Sesshoumaru glowered.
"It's my turn," he said, with only a hint of a whimper in his voice. Mori hugged him (she wouldn't let the others near him) and shoved him into the room. After a few minutes, Sesshoumaru came out wearing a plaid kilt, which showed off his muscular legs quite nicely.
Fangirls: WE LOVE YOU FLUFFY!!!! *swarm Sesshoumaru* Mori: YARRGH! *sends fangirls scattering*
Sesshoumaru strode over to where a pointy-nosed black cabbit sat flexing its muscles. It was surprisingly muscular, as well as General Blue had been. (AN: Remember him? Two chaps ago?) The cabbit nodded pleasingly at Sesshoumaru, and gestured towards six logs lying on one end of a field.
The cabbit poked Sesshoumaru, indicating for him to go first. Sesshoumaru picked up a log, finding it somewhat heavy. He drew his arms back and threw it. Miraculously, it flew through the air, landing almost at twelve o' clock. The girls cheered, somehow they had all transformed into cheerleaders. Of course, Mori had Sesshoumaru's face emblazoned across the front of her shirt. They had tied a pompom to Chris' hand, as he was unwilling to hold one.
Swelling out his chest, Sesshoumaru picked up another log. This time when he threw it, it flipped in the air, but sadly landed flat on the ground. He picked up the third log, gritted his teeth, and threw it. It was a perfect flight. The log flipped three or four times through the air and landed at a perfect twelve o' clock. The cheerleaders cheered (no da!) and jumped happily all over the place. Sesshoumaru ran back to them and sat on the ground with them, all of them waiting breathlessly to see what the black cabbit would do.
The cabbit picked up a log, studied it closely, and began carving strange symbols into it with its claws. The girls on the sidelines cocked their heads to one side (the same side) in befuddlement. The cabbit finished his consecration of log and threw it. It flipped through the air, but landed dead. The cabbit frowned and picked up the next log. Not bothering to carve in it, he simply drew a long gash in it about three feet long. His throw found the flipped log to have fallen at twelve o' clock. The cabbit grinned and picked up the third log.
The entire sideline watched bug-eyed as the beam flew through the air. It seemed almost to slow down, as it flipped through the air. Sesshoumaru heard a sickening 'thud' in his stomach at the exact moment that the beam landed at a perfect twelve. The cabbit turned around, grinned, and began to dance all over the place with his paws in the victory sign. All four of his paws.
Sesshoumaru hurried quickly back into the room and came out in his l33t suit again. He walked dejectedly out and sighed. Mori put her arms around his neck comfortingly.
"It's alright, you did good," she said soothingly, kissing him lightly on the cheek. If Sesshoumaru had been less of a demon, he would have blushed. As the case may be, he just smiled and looked away. The troop proceeded through the next door.
They walked into a smaller room than the last one, the only objects beside the turquoise cabbit were two big boxes and a pole set on two others. They immediately turned to look at the pastel-blue rules.
RULES: THROWING THE BOX. YES, THIS IS THE REAL NAME. THROW BOX WITH RING ATTACHED OVER BAR. ADD WATER AND SHAKE WELL. WHOOPS, THAT'S THE INSANT PUDDING RECIPE.
THIS IS A REAL GAME, TOO.
They scratched their heads for a moment. "I want to go!" Minagi suddenly chirped, clapping her hands together. The three girls whispered something before Minagi stood in front of one of the boxes. The turquoise cabbit bounded over, being about Minagi's size and slightly resembling an Easter Bunny. Minagi looked at the cabbit strangely, and it looked back strangely at her.
Minagi picked up the box, finding it to be strangely heavy. Taking a step back, she swung it back and forth a few times before it sailed cleanly over the bar. The cabbit did the same as her, also clearing the bar. The turquoise cabbit slowly tugged the boxes back, and the blue cabbit from the beginning appeared and set the bar half a foot higher. Minagi gulped at the height difference. She picked up her box again and threw it. It flew over the bar again, barely clearing it. The cabbit threw the other box, going over the bar at the exact same level. Minagi gave the cabbit another strange look, but it pointed at her and then the bar. Minagi switched the bar again, this time three inches higher. The cabbit dragged the boxes back again.
This time Minagi wasn't so sure of herself. She grabbed the box, swung it, and threw it. It barely nicked the bar, and the cabbit let out a little squeak. Whether it was surprised or happy, no one could tell. But Minagi had gone slightly pale.
"Don't worry!" Mori called out to her. "If this cabbit's got a modus operandi, it'll nick it too!" Minagi smiled and looked back just in time to see the cabbit's box sail over the bar. It landed with a loud thud on the other side, and the cabbit began to dance around as the last one had done. Minagi trudged back to her teammates, where she was welcomed with consoling pats on the back. Even Chris barely touched her shoulder with his fingertips. They walked into yet another room, downcast by their two consecutive failures.
This time, they were surprised to see what looked like a limbo bar and a yellow cabbit dancing around it. A boombox with cabbit ears sat on a table next to the bar. Momo got to the rules first.
RULES: LIMBO. IF YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO PLAY THIS, WE GIVE UP.
"Since when is limbo a Scottish game?" Minagi said indignantly. Momo pointed at the bottom of the paper.
LIMBO IS NOT A SCOTTISH GAME. WE JUST LIKE THE MUSIC!
They sweatdropped again. Momo beamed and jumped up.
"I love the limbo!" she cheered, attracting the attention of the yellow cabbit. It grinned pleasingly at her and turned on the traditional limbo music. The cabbit went first this time, easily going under the bar. Momo followed, beaming as she came out the other side. The bar was lowered an inch and it began again.
After about fifteen lowerings, neither contestant showed signs of tiring. But as the cabbit went under, it barely lost its balance for a split second, but quickly recovered. Momo grinned and went under the bar as easily as butter on a monkey's back. (AN: ya like my simile?) The bar was lowered one more inch and the cabbit gulped. It leaned back and walked forward, but as it passed under the bar, it fell on its back. Momo dragged it out by the paws and took her place. She blinked to clear her mind and leaned back. The spectators clasped their hands, held their breath, and bit their nails. Momo closed her eyes as she went under, and came out safely on the other side.
She was engulfed by cheering friends, disregarding Chris once more. The yellow cabbit sighed and held the door open for them.
There was no time lost to look at the rules. They crowded eagerly around, knowing full well that it was Chris' turn to compete.
RULES: HAULING THE BUCKET. ONE CONTESTANT PICKS UP A BUCKET IN EACH HAND AND RUNS AS FAR AS THEY CAN BEFORE DROPPING THE BUCKETS. THE LONGEST RUN WINS.
Chris glowered. He was going to play a game with BUCKETS! He stomped REALLY loudly over to the dressing room and came back out in a kilt. None of the girls dared to laugh. He was in one of his "moods". He stomped back and looked at the cabbit.
"Bring it on," he growled, walking over to the two buckets he was intended to carry. The cabbit grinned, picked up his buckets and began to run. He ran a length of about 70 meters before dropping the buckets. He jogged back to the start line, sneering at Chris. Chris sneered right back at him, picked up the buckets, and sprinted.
They were extremely heavy, and burned his muscles the moment he picked them up. He felt like his legs would collapse beneath him as he ran. He closed his eyes as he ran, trying to ignore the blazing sensation. Finally he dropped the buckets. He slowly opened his eyes, to find his buckets about five meters in front of the cabbit's buckets. The cabbit was silent, along with the spectators. Chris marched back to them and looked around.
"What? We won," he said matter-of-factly. As if his voice had broken a spell, the four others began cheering. Momo and Minagi hugged each other before Minagi threw her into the cabbit, Sesshoumaru hugged himself and danced around the cabbit making faces, and Mori actually hugged Chris.
"J00 r0x0r!" she said happily, squeezing his ribcage. He gasped, trying to somehow get air into his lungs. He tried to push the human-shaped python off of him, but her arms were wrapped too tightly around him. He tried weakly to beat her off of him, but he had no arm strength left from the competition. It turned out he had no leg strength either, as he crumpled helplessly to the floor as Mori went to hug Sesshoumaru.
After their celebration had passed, they entered the final door. What they found was a small silver elevator sitting in front of them. A winch was nearby, and the five opposing cabbits filed in and took their place on it. With the enthusiasm of "how many people can we fit in a telephone booth?", the happy group piled onto the elevator. After the door was slid shut by the blue cabbit, the group discovered that the elevator wasn't as small as it looked. In fact, it was smaller. They all struggled to get into comfortable positions.
"Your elbow is in my trachea," Chris gasped at Momo, who couldn't hear because her face was buried in Sesshoumaru's tail. Poor Mori was stuck behind him, squished against the wall and unable to escape because Minagi was lodged in between Sesshoumaru and the wall. The elevator began to move, but the occupants didn't notice, as they were too busy fighting over leg space. Not that there was any to begin with.
They argued all the way to the top, before the door opened on it own accord and they all spilled out onto the grass. Wriggling themselves free of each other, they discovered that they were near a lake close to Mori's house. Mori grinned and looked sideways at Chris, who was dusting himself off. She sidled over to him and shoved him into the water. He came up, sputtering uselessly. Minagi grinned and shoved Momo into the water, before getting shoved in herself by Mori. Mori turned to face Sesshoumaru, and the two circled each other like wrestlers. Which indeed they were. As Sesshoumaru's back turned to the water, Mori rushed him. There proved to be too much of a weight difference, as Sesshoumaru easily picked Mori up over his head, and threw her far into the water. She twisted herself into a dive position before she hit, and came up easily. Sesshoumaru took a few steps back and cannonballed into the water.
They laughed and splashed each other in the water, now attempting to dunk each other. Chris conquered all but Sesshoumaru, who easily held his head underwater for a full half-minute. Chris came up red-faced and sputtering again, and they all laughed good-naturedly at his misfortune.
They eventually crawled out of the lake and sunned themselves dry on the grass. One by one, Momo, Minagi, and Chris left, the first two thanking her for the great time. But before Chris could get out of range of hearing, Mori yelled at him "You forgot your friend!" Chris turned around just in time to be knocked over by a flying pink cabbit. It clung to his face momentarily before climbing up to sit on his still-moist blond hair. Chris frowned, but patted the cabbit gently on the head before saluting Mori and leaving. Mori grinned and waved at him, giggling at the fact that Chris was completely unaware that he was still wearing his kilt. She turned over to Sesshoumaru.
"That was fun," she giggled, hugging him around the waist. Sesshoumaru put one arm around her shoulders. "Yeah," he agreed, "Let's never do that again."
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Ta-dah! I promise we will go back to funny stuff, really!