Cheeto: OMG, over three months without an update? Wow, I'm really slipping. Sorry, about that, homies. But now I'm in a new house, and I've got a new story and lots of other fun stuff! ^-^

Man, I never knew how hard it is to write humor. *rubs head* Man, this fic is more difficult than my action one. . . .*le sigh* But I'm trying peeps. Anyways, I don't own anything . .blah blah blah . . .

Shameless plug: Oh, and my new story is a YYH/Harry Potter X-over. Read it! It's good, I promise! ^-^

So anyways, here it is: Chapter 6?

*~Chapter 6?~*

The four boys stumbled into Kurama's house, collapsing into various overstuffed chairs and onto the couch. The girls skipped in after them, clutching their colored pencils and paper. Keiko also had an Easy-Bake-Oven, which she had demanded from Yusuke after the manager of the Wal-Mart stopped them in the parking lot, hauled them back to the store, and ripped poor Kurama a new one, somehow finding him to blame.

"Hey, you guys are back!" Kuwabara poked his head out of then kitchen, grinning at them. "Man, I'm never going back to that place again!"

"Gee, glad you feel that way!" Yelled Yusuke. "Since we've been banned from *that* Wal-mart, *all* Wal-marts in existence, *any* Wal-marts to be built in the future, any store *ending* in Mart, and TARGET!"

Botan was still bouncing off her sugarhigh."KuwaKuwaKuwadowehaveanycookiesIwantaCookieCanIhave

acookiepleasepleaspleasepl-"

*Thud*

Botan went from jumping around like a chattering teeth toy to a lump on the floor in two seconds flat.

"Is she dead?"

Kurama dragged himself off the couch and knelt next to the girl, shaking her gently. "Out cold. The sugar wore off." he picked her up and carried her upstairs, returning moments later.



All the other the girls were laying on the carpeted floor with their paper and pencils, scribbling carefully, little faces puckered in concentration.

The boys enjoyed their moment of relaxation. Shizuru drew furiously, grinned and held up her paper, admiring it. Standing up, she walked over to a Kuwabara, who had joined them and was sprawled in a chair. She climbed into his lap.

Kuwabara eyed her carefully, and she gave him a sweet smile. "What?"

"I wanted to show you my picture!" She said innocently, holding up the paper. "See, this is me." She pointed to a lopsided stick figure with brown squiggles come out of what he presumed was the head. "And that's you." She then pointed at another, much taller figure that was just as deformed.

Kuwabara raised an eyebrow. "What's that?" He pointed at a large blue mushroom cloud where his stick figure's head should be.

"Oh, I blew up your head." She smiled winningly, pointing to the ground under the stick figures feet. "See, there's the blood, and some brains."

Kuwabara stared at her for a few minutes. "There's something wrong with you."

Genkai glared at her picture, ripped it in half, and stood up. "I'M BORED!"

"What?!" Yusuke demanded. "I just got banned from every Wal-Mart in existence so you could draw for FIVE MINUTES?!"

Genkai stuck her tongue out at him. "I'M BORED!" She screamed. The other girls looked at her, then seconds later:

"I'M BORED!" They all screamed.

"We want a park!" Genkai screeched.

"PARK!" The other girls echoed at the tops of their voices.

"With trees!"

"TREES!"

"And grass!"

"GRASS!"



"But the nearest park like that is twenty . .minutes. .away. ." Kurama trailed off and groaned, slumping back into the cushions of the dark couch.

"Well, at least Botan's asleep . ."

"PAAAAARRRRKKK!"A shrill voice screeched; a flash of blue flying down the stairs. "PARKPARKPARKPARK!" Botan squealed, jumping up and down like the Engergizer Bunny, the sugar having apparently kicked back in.

"Oh Kami." Yusuke moaned, flopping back into the seat.

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"IF . .YOU'RE. . .HAPPY AND YOU KNOW IT-CLAP YOUR HANDS!"

*CLAP CLAP*

"IF . .YOU'RE . . .HAPPY AND YOU KNOW IT-CLAP YOUR HANDS!"

*CLAP CLAP*

"IF YOUR HAPPY AND YOU KNOW AND YOU REALLY WANNA SHOW IT-IF YOUR HAPPY AND YOU KNOW IT CLAP YOUR HANDS!"

*CLAP CLAP*

" . . ."

" . . ."

"IF . . YOU'RE. . .HAPPY AND YOU KNOW IT CLAP YOUR HANDS!"

*CLAP CLAP*

Hiei glared over at the chibi brunette sitting in Yusuke's lap who was leading the chorus, wondering if he could strangle her without the punk noticing. Yukina sat in the fire demon's lap, jumping around happily, screeching loudly and clapping to the music. Botan, who was squashed in the middle seat between he and Yusuke, mimicked her actions. Kuwabara was up front, his head bent to the side to accommodate the PT Cruisers' low roof. Shizuru was on his lap, the girl also enjoying the festivities of the incredibly repetitive song. Genkai, who was crammed in the tiny seat between him and Kurama, the driver, enjoyed singing extra-loudly seemingly just to piss them off.

"IF . .YOU'RE . . . HAPPY AND YOU KNOW IT CLAP YOUR HANDS!"



*CLAP CLAP*

WEEEEEOOOOOWWWW . . WWWWEEEEOOOOWWWW . . .

The blaring siren interrupted the girl's song, but just for a moment.

"IF YOU'RE HAPPY AND YOU KNOW IT AND YOU REALLY WANNA-"

WEEEEEOOOOWWWW . . WWWWEEEEOOOOWWW

"-SHOW IT-IF YOUR HAPPY AND YOU KNOW IT CLAP YOUR HANDS!"

WWEEEEEOOOOWWW . .WWWEEEEOOOOOWWWW

*CLAP CLAP*

"AAAGGGHHHH!" Kurama yelled and pulled over sharply as the officer signaled him, turning off the car and banging his head against the steering wheel.

"Hey, Kurama." Yusuke said slyly as he leaned forward, nearly crushing Keiko against the back of the driver's seat. "Don't worry, you look like a girl! Just bat your eyes a couple of times and we'll be off the hook!"

"Do you suppose I should flash him too, Yusuke?" Kurama asked, his voice dripping sarcasm.

Yusuke apparently missed this. He blinked. "Uh . .only if you think that'll work . ."

The police officer strode up lazily, tapping on Kurama's window. The fox plastered a false grin on his face as the window rolled down.

"Yes officer?"

"Could I see you're license and registration, ma'am?" Yusuke snickered and nudged him from behind. Kurama rolled his eyes and dug through his wallet, handing the officer his ID.

"Uh . . sir . . Do you know how . ." He peered into the backseat. ". . how many people you got in that car?"

"Uh . ."

"Violation of seat-belt law . . two hundred dollars." The officer muttered, scribbling on a small notepad of paper, tearing a slip off and passing it to the fox.



"Now, how fast where you going?"

"The speed limit?" Yusuke snorted from the back seat.

"You were going sixty-three. . fifty dollar fine." The officer said and passed him another ticket.

"But the speed limit's sixty!" Kurama sputtered.

"Are you questioning my judgment?" The officer demanded, glaring at Kurama and scribbling down once again on his small pad. "Harassment of an officer . .hundred dollar fine." The man was passing Kurama the slip when the wind whipped it from his hands.

"Sir, did you just throw that ticket out your window?" The officer yelled loudly. "Littering! Two hundred dollars!"

"You dropped it!" Kurama cried in exasperation.

"DO NOT RAISE YOUR VOICE AT ME SIR!"

"I'M NOT RAISING MY VOICE!" Kurama shouted, finally cracking under the stress. The officer grabbed his gun and backed away.

"GET OUT OF THE CAR, SIR! I WILL NOT ASK YOU AGAIN!" He grabbed his radio, screaming into it. "I NEED BACK-UP! I'VE GOT A HOSTILE DRIVER ON ROUTE 18, ARMED AND DANGEROUS!"

"I'M NOT ARMED!"

"SIR, STEP OUT OF THE CAR WITH YOUR HANDS UP!" As Kurama began to get out, the officer fired three shots into the door.

"EXIT THE VEHICLE WITH YOUR HANDS UP!"

"HE WOULD IF YOU QUIT SHOOTING YOU FRICKING PSYCHO!" Yusuke yelled from the backseat.

"DO NOT GET INVOLVED SIR!" Kurama stepped out of the car with his hands up and the officer sprinted forward, grabbing the fox's hands, bending them behind his back and cuffing them.

"Scum like you makes me SICK!" The officer yelled as he hauled the fox back to his patrol car and stuffed him in the back seat. "You're going away for a long time!" Slamming the door after him, the officer returned to the PT Cruiser, ducking his head inside the open driver's side window.



"Uh, sorry about the inconvenience, sirs. Just trying to make the streets a safer place." He returned to his car and sped away.

"Hey Kurama, don't drop the soap in the shower!" Yusuke yelled after the fleeing vehicle and snickered, settling back into his seat. They all sat there for a moment.

"Uhh . . so who gets to drive?' They all looked at each other.

"Don't even think about it." Hiei growled.

"Shizuru hasn't taught me to drive yet." Kuwabara said, the two boys looking at Yusuke. The punk grinned, pushed Keiko off his lap and climbed from the back to sit in the driver's seat.

He cracked his knuckles loudly, placing his hands on the wheel and looking down at his feet. "Okay, now, which one of these is the gas?"

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Cheeto: Once again, I am very sorry for the incredibly late update. *grovels.* Oh, and incase no one knows, PT Cruisers are about the smallest cars to ever exist. Not including two-seaters. ^-^

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