First off let me say that this clip has nothing what-so-ever to do with the current story at hand. It is a side story, and therefore doesn't technicly have relivance. I will say that this takes place sometime during Hiei's time with the bandits that (according to the YYH world) took him in.
This is a fanfiction, it is only a fanfiction. I don't own the characters.
ALSO! Check out my recently updated fic, "Her Misfit". Someone said it was worth reading...
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Mid-story Interlude
When Imps Rebel
Imps are vicious, demon eating herbivores. That's right, you heard me correctly. But that has nothing to do with the story at hand. This story is about a group of these demon eating herbivores that had been taken into "slavery" by a toddler.
"Don't forget to clean your camp-fire mess!" Hiei, the imps' master called idly as he and the rest of the bandit gang he grew up with began their aimless wandering for the day.
[The life of a Makai bandit: wake up, complain about life, eat, complain about lack of food, travel, complain about the weather, kill some guys and rob their corpses blind, complain that he got more stuff, make camp, complain about the location, and go to sleep, complaining about dreams full of fluffy bunnies and dancing purple dinosaurs.]
"Clean your campsite, cook your own food, do my bidding," one imp gripped, throwing a few leaves into the fire and hoping that this time it wouldn't flare up, like it had last time.
FOOOOM!!
"Put water on the fire to put it out!" Hiei yelled, this time sounding amused.
The imps, hating that they had to be told this every morning complied and the fire went out with a hiss.
"All he does is boss us around like we're nothings!" Another imp added, not caring if it was Hiei who built them fires and Hiei who went to find them edible greens, because imps had a bad habit of picking up things that were poisonous.
"I say we rebel!" A third imp decided.
"YEAH! LET'S REBEL!" All the imps shouted.
"But how?" Yet another imp asked, scratching its green head thoughtfully.
"Let's find our own food!"
"YEAH!"
"And build our own fires!"
"WE CAN DO IT!"
"And put out our fires with water instead of leaves! Hiei-sama will hate us for that!"
"YEAH! LET'S DO IT!"
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Did I ever mention that Imps aren't exactly the smartest, demon-eating herbivores in the Makai?
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Er... how about you just review and leave it at that?
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This is a fanfiction, it is only a fanfiction. I don't own the characters.
ALSO! Check out my recently updated fic, "Her Misfit". Someone said it was worth reading...
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Mid-story Interlude
When Imps Rebel
Imps are vicious, demon eating herbivores. That's right, you heard me correctly. But that has nothing to do with the story at hand. This story is about a group of these demon eating herbivores that had been taken into "slavery" by a toddler.
"Don't forget to clean your camp-fire mess!" Hiei, the imps' master called idly as he and the rest of the bandit gang he grew up with began their aimless wandering for the day.
[The life of a Makai bandit: wake up, complain about life, eat, complain about lack of food, travel, complain about the weather, kill some guys and rob their corpses blind, complain that he got more stuff, make camp, complain about the location, and go to sleep, complaining about dreams full of fluffy bunnies and dancing purple dinosaurs.]
"Clean your campsite, cook your own food, do my bidding," one imp gripped, throwing a few leaves into the fire and hoping that this time it wouldn't flare up, like it had last time.
FOOOOM!!
"Put water on the fire to put it out!" Hiei yelled, this time sounding amused.
The imps, hating that they had to be told this every morning complied and the fire went out with a hiss.
"All he does is boss us around like we're nothings!" Another imp added, not caring if it was Hiei who built them fires and Hiei who went to find them edible greens, because imps had a bad habit of picking up things that were poisonous.
"I say we rebel!" A third imp decided.
"YEAH! LET'S REBEL!" All the imps shouted.
"But how?" Yet another imp asked, scratching its green head thoughtfully.
"Let's find our own food!"
"YEAH!"
"And build our own fires!"
"WE CAN DO IT!"
"And put out our fires with water instead of leaves! Hiei-sama will hate us for that!"
"YEAH! LET'S DO IT!"
...
Did I ever mention that Imps aren't exactly the smartest, demon-eating herbivores in the Makai?
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Er... how about you just review and leave it at that?
.