Kindy Ga'ten
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Chapter five, presentations part 2
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inuyashafan65:yuppers…
Aka Bara: ^___^
Frozen Lightning: Uuum..chocolate chip? You can exchange it if you want for another kind ^___^
dragons-tears: sure ^__^
SM together: I'll try Ta' make it longer ^.^
~Gives the reviewers a pizza and chocolate Milk~
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The little kindergarteners waved to the coach as they stumbled inside the classroom,
"Okay, kids, to your seats..let's continue our presentations.."
Hakaku stood up on his chair and waved his hand around "ME ME ME!!!" he pleaded, Ginta mirroring him.
"Okay, Hakaku why don't you come on up?" she asked "Can Ginta come wit' me ours go at'gether!" he exclaimed, and when he got his nod he dragged Ginta with him.
"These are of us serving Kouga.." they said simply before bowing and sitting again.
"Serving Kouga?" Mrs. Jones asked them, raising a brow
"Yea..he's paying us!" Ginta explained, smiling "Yup, two dollars a week!" Hakaku added
Mrs. J glanced over at Kouga then sighed and looked back at the group of kids "Sierra, Kina, and then Inuyasha." Inuyasha scowled but got ready to present.
"Hi!" ^__^ Sierra greeted, holding her picture up high "This is of presents..'cause I love presents!!!" she explained "and that's all." she finished, as Kina walked up "My picture is of me an' inuyasha because I looooove Inuyasha!" she cried, grinning as she skipped to her seat, Everyone in the class giggled loudly as Miroku began saying "Inuyasha's gota' girl friiiiiiiiend Inuyasha's gota' girl friend!" Inuyasha scowled and quickly made some changes to his picture before walking up "This.." he began, glaring at Miroku "Is of Miroku…dead.." He grinned evilly at the monk who now looked afraid before going back to his seat.
"Inuyasha…that's not exactly…appropriate.."
The other kids went before it was Miroku's turn.
"Miroku, you done yet?" Nodding, Miroku dashed to the front "YUP!"
He held up his picture "It's of GIRLS!" he explained, a perverted grin smothering his adorable little face.
There was a picture of two girls on the picture, about seventeen in it..
They were in bathing suits..rather skimpy..
Suddenly Sango tackled Miroku to the ground "YOU PER'ERT!" she growled, Mrs. Jones rushed over and lifted Sango away from him, holding her back. "Sango-whats wrong!?" she asked as Sango tried to strangle the monk.
"That's ME!" she cried, pointing at one of the girls..and, it was, infact obvious that it was sango in an older version."Miroku…" Mrs. Jones sighed, looking at the beaming pervert.
"whos THAT m'roku!?" sango demanded, pointing at the other girl in the picture.
"R.C. of course!" Miroku replied, smiling wider. (he's so dead. O__O))
"WHAT!!!???" Inuyasha growled, pouncing on Miroku as Sango had done.
"HEY! OW!" Miroku yelped, "Inuyasha-!"mrs. Jones pried The livid chibi away from Miroku.
Miroku grabbed his picture and dashed back to his seat,
"Sango, Inuyasha just go sit at the back table for now.." Mrs. Jones ordered, setting the two down, As she walked by Miroku, Sango grabbed his wrist and dug her nails into it "OW!" he yelped as she let go and sat at the table.
Miroku glanced back at the two who glared at him "M-Mrs. Jones…C-Can I go to the Clinic..I don't feel so well.." he stammered,
Mrs. Jones looked up "What's wrong?" she questioned, taking a clinic pass from her drawer "I..um…um..my stomach hurts.." he lied, trying to look sick.
"alright…." Mrs. Jones replied, filling the pass in and giving it to him. "Kagome, go with miroku, please." Mrs. Jones ordered, Kagome followed Miroku out the door, then glanced at him.
"They'll get over it…right?" Miroku asked.
'Uum..yea.."
"Im gonna' die…right?"
"Yup.."
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R.C. Eh..dangit!
*hands everyone who reviewed five cookies..chocolate chip*
Yuppers..that's right.. I..I GOT WRITERS BLOCK O___O
And..I have no idea what the next chappy will be about..
Poor Miroku .. Oh well..
How about letting the reviewers choose…
You can 'request' *FF.net doesn't allow 'voting' grr..* ^__^
What shall I write about next?
Math, Lunch, maybe…reading..centers?
If you have any ideas…send 'em in!