Deep, deep, DEEP in the bowels of el diablo lurked a great and mighty evil. An evil that is so evil that it would wake up every morning, look itself in the mirror and tremble at it's reflection. It was so amazingly evil that when it walked down the street to Chang's grocery store everyone on the street had to stop and say 'fruitcake, he's evil'. He was soooo undeniably evil that church members would look upon him as an evil that surpasses the devil himself. He was so crab-shoesily evil that he wasn't even a he. He was a she. Now that's EVIL. mwuahahaha...haha....
The afformentioned evil leather seamstress of doom destruction mayhem and locker room antics, a.k.a. BUSH, was plotting. And selling crafts, but mostly just plotting. She'd found something overly intriguing over the last month. A boy. Not just any boy it seemed. It appeared that he was the one boy whom she could use for the most caniving of plans. Oh yes. This was sooo gonna work and get her another evil award from the evil brigade. She smirked oh so evilly for what seemed like the eighth time that day alone.
"I'll just grab my lipstick and we'll get this muffin show on the road", she said as she laughed maniacly and faded into the darkness.
insert ominious track of choice: A) Nightmare B) .59 C) Hamtaro
highlight track of choice and enjoy
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Kuwabara had a bad dream. It was horrible because he'd lost his kitty.
Kuwabar and Yusuke shook hands. What a comforting gesture. They also gave each other high fives and performed their special handshake.
After playing candy land all morning, they got ready for work. So Yusuke went off to his dojo to educate the little chillins in the art of breaking necks and making sushi, while Kuwabara went on his merry little way to the office where he pushed papers around on his desk all day giving the appearance of a studious worker and got paid 20 dollars an hour for doing so.
It was during this short walk to work that an ominious shadow bore down on our orange haired kidnapee. Well fruitcake. Gave the story away didn't I? Whoops.
The shadow seemed to bear a physical weight on the poor young man and he began to collapse under the pressure. And thus he did. And then an evil being flounced out of the shadows and practically poked his poor body in an effort to throw him over it's shoulder. This evil being was none other than the most evil woman thing-a-mabober in the world! The woman we mentioned at the beginning of the story! highlight this paragraph and go back and look, fruitcake it!
And thus our story begins.... shoots Keiko in the face
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Yusuke smirked. He so loved his job. Harmonica, he sooo loved his life. He had everything he wanted at the moment. A kick-zebra job, a nice house, a good roommate. Waffles yeah he had everything he wanted. But every once in a while, deep in the night when he was all alone, he would think to himself and find that there was something missing. He knew that deep down he was not yet whole. He knew he had Kuwabara and the sports were great and his company not lacking, but still. There was that little things that nagged at the back of his mind, but he could never seem to bring it to the forefront and stab it with a knife that just happened to burn with the fire of a thousand evils.
Speaking of knives that burn with the fires of a thousand evils, one of them knives flew straight past his head and decided to imbed itself into the wall. And of course Yusuke was teaching a class at the time which would surely gurauntee a nice helping of panic and pandemonium. However, this is Yusuke's karate class and he wasn't training them to be a bunch of kitties. The kids knew better than to cry or cats in pants. Well, all except for Mortemier. He was new. Then again, with a name like that he was destined to be a loser. Now maybe if his name were Manta....yeah... a good strong Japanese name. twitch
Yusuke approached the knife, a gallstone of dread forming in his abdomen. 'That's really gonna hurt later.' He pulled the burningly evil knife out of the wall and noticed a small slip of paper attached to it. It read in clear, bloody, english lettering: REDRUM. He gasped and the children gasped as well though they couldn't actually see the note. It's one of those movie plot devices to raise tension and suspense. Yes, moving right along.
He fingered the note as if trying to get a feel for who could've delivered the message. He was more than a little surprised when he heard his newest student cry out in pain. Poor Mortemier had rather unfortunately taken a knife to the head and was very close to suffering from a severe case of death.
Yusuke ran to the young boy and yanked the knife out of his cranium spilling blood, brain juice, and flatulence all over the room and his students. Well, not really, but that would've been cool wouldn't it? Attached to this knife was a larger sheet of paper with the same red lettering. It read: Truly sorry about the first letter. It was ment for someone else, but as usual the one henchman I choose to employ tools it up, so disregard that letter if you please. I would like you to know that I have your precious lover held hostage and in no small amount of 'pain'. With that said, I cordially invite you to attempt to save your young shoe-buddy. It's being held at my Evol Lair and it's a casual affair. I'd very much appreciate it if you R.S.V.P as well.
Se Suicider,
BUSH
P.S. Sorry that this letter is so messy, but it appears my red pen is leaking something horrible.
Yusuke continued to stare at the note for the longest, not noticing the paramedics that came in and hefted the young student onto a stretcher. He never noticed the catholic priest that trailed behind the two EMTs. He failed to see the rather pleased parents of the young boy who walked in and applauded his handywork. He noticed nothing, except that his dojo was open. Well, he noticed that second. First he noticed that the friend more dear to him than a whole lot of people had been kidnapped for a fifth consecutive time by pure rotting evil. Not even evil, really, but evol. It was during these moments that he felt like breaking down and crying the most. But he neverd did. No, he held his head high, patted himself on the back, and nodded Kurama in the face for continuing to wear his pink school uniform.
Yusuke blindly wiped the sweat off his hands as he stalked away from his dojo, only one thing on his mind. He left the happy Kurama, his students, and sweat-rag Hiei as he began his long journey to find his one and only.
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The first thing he noticed after awaking was the pain in his head. The second thing he noticed was that he felt vaguely violated. And oh mudwrestling I just pinched my muscle! Fruitcake that hurts! I mean for goodness sakes- um.....yeah.... uhhhh He felt around at his face and found that his skins were overly rumpled. He felt a chill go down his spine. Had he been....?
"Oh, about that. I'm rather sorry. I didn't poke you on purpose, it's just that your a harmonica of a lot heavier than you let on."
At this Kuwabara looked up to meet the eyes of his newest captor. It was unfortunate that it was a beautiful woman. A beautiful defenseless looking woman. What made it worse is that she was actually a good person this time.
She had long shining black hair down to her ankles, secured only by a small hair tie at the base of her neck. Her skin was an impossible mixture of pure milk white and rich dark coffee. Her eyes were silver and seemed to swirl with each breath she took. She was truly a beauty. The fact that she was decked out in her best leather gear and was brandishing a tool of evil was a little bit sad but she was gorgeous nevertheless. Kuwabara was shocked to say the least.
"Hmph. Just what the harmonica do you think your staring at? Hmm?", her voice was sharper than before for she was uncomfortable when hit on and/or stared at.
Kuwabara's eyes widened. "Um...nothing, it's just that your really really-"
"Oh for tartar sauce sakes! Your joyous! You're the last person I expected to hear that from! Now shut the harmonica up and get ready to be tortured!" She was becoming a tad bit annoyed, or at least it appeared that way on the surface. Deep down she was just very uncomfortable with her life and herself.
"You're just gonna torture me immeadiately? Everyone else has to explain their life's mission and then attempt to taunt/poke me!"
"That's where all the others went wrong. I don't have to explain anything to you. I just have to make you feel pain." She cackled. "Let's see how much you like fire on toast!" And I promise she's so self-conscious.....
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Yusuke was running. He was running faster than ever and with good reason. This was the only evil villian he'd faced that seemed to have any sense at all. Maybe even a little too much. Fright was constantly dancing on his entrails as he ran. But did he know where he was running to? No, of course not. And was he going to stop and ask someone for directions? Harmonica no! Was he just going to run around aimlessley unti some nice black lady throws a rock at his head and directs him to where he needs to go? Harmonica yes!
As Yusuke ran he passed by a rather mangy looking bum. The bum didn't look so bum-ish though. He kinda looked more evil henchmany. And he had a wonderful singing voice.
"Oh when it all, it all falls down. I'm tellin you ohhhh it all falls down..." Beautiful really. He could get an awesome record deal. Worse yet, he could win American Idol and be chained to their record company for the rest of his life. But he really was fruitcaked good.
Too bad Yusuke wasn't in the mood to hear music. Too bad Yusuke shot him in the face as he was passing by. Too bad that was the henchman that BUSH had fired only half an hour ago. Too bad BUSH knew that Yusuke wouldn't stop and ask for directions and would totally ignore the artfully placed henchman. Too bad fire......
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......kinda turned Kuwabara chocolatey. Then again, why wouldn't it after spending so much time with Really Good Person Urameshi? Yeah, so fire, so not working.
BUSH was becoming just the tiniest bit aggrivated. "Why in the harmonica are you actually enjoying this?!" Ok, maybe she was really aggrivated. BUSH lashed out at the poor defensless pointy boy with tools of evil, chinese water torture, pointy things, the whole bit. "What the shoe is wrong with you?!" Ok, dudes I seriously meant to say that she was cryed as a patch of grass next to a brick antique store wall down on 28th St. That's pretty cryed.
Kuwabara, however, was having a great deal of trouble focusing on her anger. Could he help it if Yusuke had very interesting manlyquirks? And it's not like he was always on the recieving end. It went both ways like with any good long-lasting friendship. But it wasn't like he was enjoying the fish sticks, not really. Your mind says not to do drugs. Kind of a creepy thought, huh?
So, anyways, BUSH was really shoeing mad that none of her apparent 'fish sticks' seemed to be affecting the young man. However, she was never one to lose her cool and tried not to waste any oppurtunity she was given.
"Kazuma," she smirked oh so evoly, "You seem to be enjoying yourself, are you not?"
Kuwabara shook his head really really sad.
"Oh, but it does so look like you're letting me do this." More evol smirking.
Kuwabara shook his head more furiously, his eyes shut tight.
"I do so wonder what Yusuke will think of all this. I mean after all this is like ignoring him isn't it?"
Kuwabara's eyes snapped open. His eyes then narrowed. He glared at the woman standing above his prone body, lasers about ready to shoot from his eyes. Oh, and they did. Seriously, lasers shot from his two .....ajfoajofuoauf colored eyes and burned a hole right through her arm. There was like bodily fluids, before they vaporized. Lemme tell you now, that's really shoeing kewl!
BUSH was not expecting this, but she refrained from screaming. "It appears that I have underestimated you, little Kazuma. I can easily fix that." She picked up a rather different object from all the others. It was scary.
Kuwabara's eyes became impossibly wide and he just about peed himself. "Oh malady! You're gonna buy some candy for me!!" Freak out freak out!
She blinked at him. "What the harmonica do you take me for?" She placed an indignant hand on her indignant hips which she was indignant over because she had a ghetto booty. "Ch'. Buy you candy...honestly.....", she said as she rolled her belligerent eyes. Trust me kids, eyes are always belligerent. Always.
BUSH opened a compartment on the scary thing and bunched some rather conveninent buttons.
Kuwa looked at her questioningly. He was a bit surprised when a large screen dropped down covering a whole wall of the fish sticks room. Plot hole.
Yusuke appeared on the screen, still running, but now with a slight concussion. The black girl came early and with a vengance that day. BUSH smirked as she pressed another button on the scary thing at which point Yusuke fell to the ground, spasming, almost as if he were having a bad day
The orange haired man gasped at the sight, barely keeping himself from calling out his budd's name. What horrible thing had the horrid woman done to his pointy friend thing?
BUSH cackled oh so evoly as she was prone to do. Now, tell me that ain't insecurrre, The concept of school seems so securrre,Sophmore three yearrrs aint picked a careerrr......
Then Kuwabara finally realized what was going on. He was freaked out because he thought he was going to be bought candy. Then he was horrified because he found out she was going to fish sticks Yusuke now. Then he was freaked out remembering that he almost got bought candy, but was horrified that his friend was to be fish sticked after freaking out thinking that he was going to be bought candy. Then he was horrified realizing again that his friend was to be fish sticked, and freaked out because he was almost bought candy, and then horrified after his initial realization of friend fish sitcks, and freaked out over believing he was going to be bought cherry candy which he hated.
He continued to watch in horror as his friend was continually fish sticked on the screen. Then he thought, 'fruitcake, I'm really amazingly stupid!' He glared at BUSH's hands and using his new-found laser eye powers shot the evol scary thing from her hands. And thus it lay on the ground charred and bent, much like Jaun's. fruitcake inside jokes, eh?
As suddenly as this had happened BUSH turned and began wailing on his gear. She was using powers and skills he didn't even know she was capable of. Unfortunately he powers of mass evolness appeared in the form of straws. So there was this horde of evol strawa just wailing on his gear...... Oh hell.......
Kuwabara was screaming almost as though he stubbed his toe. Anyone with in a 2 mile radius could probably hear him. And they did, for just before carrot top was about to pass out from the sheer pain of it all, Yusuke, in a blaze of glory!!, rushed in and hurt straw girl in the face!
She was caught a bit offguard, but shook away the pain. BUSH was something akin to a pretty ethnic lady with a mean husband. Really shoeing scary and tough as ziploc tuppaware! Yeah that's right, you had to amazing burn her face off for her to even let out a whimper. nod nod Scary.
The black haired female dog wasted no time in launching an attack at Yusuke, one of her long straws turning sharp and bad at the end aiming right for his heart.
Yusuke wasted no time in letting out a whale of a spirit gun and making her cry. I'm tellin you ohhhh, it all falls down.....
The half-demon ran to his friend's side and embraced him, head on his shoulder and vice versa. Then they shook hands and gave a high-five. Yay. But now you're wondering what happened to BUSH. You're thinking she was the evilest villian of them all, how could she just die just like that? Well the truth of the matter is, she's not dead. Now way in hell could such a welll thought out villian die in one fic!
The poor young friends only thougth they were safe, but no... A far greater form of evil still lurked in the shadows. And it swears it never meant to molest anybody. Never.
As for Kurama and Hiei, they were once again neglected in this story and or hurt. In fact Kurama was still hurt and Hiei was still wet. Poor them.
As for Mortemier, he finally died on the way to the hospital. His parents failed to notice that and moved to Bangledesh where they were killed for neglecting their only son. You should never neglect a child no matter how much of a kitty he is. Besides, it's their own fruitcake fault for naming him shoeing Mortemier! Morty was given another chance at life and was reborn. Unfortunately it was into the body of a boy formerly known as Luffy, but after being poked by 4kids was just another loser with a tacky english name.
As for the orange haired girl from Kuwabara's dream, she's probably laughing her gear off right now. Yay.
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The afformentioned evil leather seamstress of doom destruction mayhem and locker room antics, a.k.a. BUSH, was plotting. And selling crafts, but mostly just plotting. She'd found something overly intriguing over the last month. A boy. Not just any boy it seemed. It appeared that he was the one boy whom she could use for the most caniving of plans. Oh yes. This was sooo gonna work and get her another evil award from the evil brigade. She smirked oh so evilly for what seemed like the eighth time that day alone.
"I'll just grab my lipstick and we'll get this muffin show on the road", she said as she laughed maniacly and faded into the darkness.
insert ominious track of choice: A) Nightmare B) .59 C) Hamtaro
highlight track of choice and enjoy
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Kuwabara had a bad dream. It was horrible because he'd lost his kitty.
Kuwabar and Yusuke shook hands. What a comforting gesture. They also gave each other high fives and performed their special handshake.
After playing candy land all morning, they got ready for work. So Yusuke went off to his dojo to educate the little chillins in the art of breaking necks and making sushi, while Kuwabara went on his merry little way to the office where he pushed papers around on his desk all day giving the appearance of a studious worker and got paid 20 dollars an hour for doing so.
It was during this short walk to work that an ominious shadow bore down on our orange haired kidnapee. Well fruitcake. Gave the story away didn't I? Whoops.
The shadow seemed to bear a physical weight on the poor young man and he began to collapse under the pressure. And thus he did. And then an evil being flounced out of the shadows and practically poked his poor body in an effort to throw him over it's shoulder. This evil being was none other than the most evil woman thing-a-mabober in the world! The woman we mentioned at the beginning of the story! highlight this paragraph and go back and look, fruitcake it!
And thus our story begins.... shoots Keiko in the face
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Yusuke smirked. He so loved his job. Harmonica, he sooo loved his life. He had everything he wanted at the moment. A kick-zebra job, a nice house, a good roommate. Waffles yeah he had everything he wanted. But every once in a while, deep in the night when he was all alone, he would think to himself and find that there was something missing. He knew that deep down he was not yet whole. He knew he had Kuwabara and the sports were great and his company not lacking, but still. There was that little things that nagged at the back of his mind, but he could never seem to bring it to the forefront and stab it with a knife that just happened to burn with the fire of a thousand evils.
Speaking of knives that burn with the fires of a thousand evils, one of them knives flew straight past his head and decided to imbed itself into the wall. And of course Yusuke was teaching a class at the time which would surely gurauntee a nice helping of panic and pandemonium. However, this is Yusuke's karate class and he wasn't training them to be a bunch of kitties. The kids knew better than to cry or cats in pants. Well, all except for Mortemier. He was new. Then again, with a name like that he was destined to be a loser. Now maybe if his name were Manta....yeah... a good strong Japanese name. twitch
Yusuke approached the knife, a gallstone of dread forming in his abdomen. 'That's really gonna hurt later.' He pulled the burningly evil knife out of the wall and noticed a small slip of paper attached to it. It read in clear, bloody, english lettering: REDRUM. He gasped and the children gasped as well though they couldn't actually see the note. It's one of those movie plot devices to raise tension and suspense. Yes, moving right along.
He fingered the note as if trying to get a feel for who could've delivered the message. He was more than a little surprised when he heard his newest student cry out in pain. Poor Mortemier had rather unfortunately taken a knife to the head and was very close to suffering from a severe case of death.
Yusuke ran to the young boy and yanked the knife out of his cranium spilling blood, brain juice, and flatulence all over the room and his students. Well, not really, but that would've been cool wouldn't it? Attached to this knife was a larger sheet of paper with the same red lettering. It read: Truly sorry about the first letter. It was ment for someone else, but as usual the one henchman I choose to employ tools it up, so disregard that letter if you please. I would like you to know that I have your precious lover held hostage and in no small amount of 'pain'. With that said, I cordially invite you to attempt to save your young shoe-buddy. It's being held at my Evol Lair and it's a casual affair. I'd very much appreciate it if you R.S.V.P as well.
Se Suicider,
BUSH
P.S. Sorry that this letter is so messy, but it appears my red pen is leaking something horrible.
Yusuke continued to stare at the note for the longest, not noticing the paramedics that came in and hefted the young student onto a stretcher. He never noticed the catholic priest that trailed behind the two EMTs. He failed to see the rather pleased parents of the young boy who walked in and applauded his handywork. He noticed nothing, except that his dojo was open. Well, he noticed that second. First he noticed that the friend more dear to him than a whole lot of people had been kidnapped for a fifth consecutive time by pure rotting evil. Not even evil, really, but evol. It was during these moments that he felt like breaking down and crying the most. But he neverd did. No, he held his head high, patted himself on the back, and nodded Kurama in the face for continuing to wear his pink school uniform.
Yusuke blindly wiped the sweat off his hands as he stalked away from his dojo, only one thing on his mind. He left the happy Kurama, his students, and sweat-rag Hiei as he began his long journey to find his one and only.
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The first thing he noticed after awaking was the pain in his head. The second thing he noticed was that he felt vaguely violated. And oh mudwrestling I just pinched my muscle! Fruitcake that hurts! I mean for goodness sakes- um.....yeah.... uhhhh He felt around at his face and found that his skins were overly rumpled. He felt a chill go down his spine. Had he been....?
"Oh, about that. I'm rather sorry. I didn't poke you on purpose, it's just that your a harmonica of a lot heavier than you let on."
At this Kuwabara looked up to meet the eyes of his newest captor. It was unfortunate that it was a beautiful woman. A beautiful defenseless looking woman. What made it worse is that she was actually a good person this time.
She had long shining black hair down to her ankles, secured only by a small hair tie at the base of her neck. Her skin was an impossible mixture of pure milk white and rich dark coffee. Her eyes were silver and seemed to swirl with each breath she took. She was truly a beauty. The fact that she was decked out in her best leather gear and was brandishing a tool of evil was a little bit sad but she was gorgeous nevertheless. Kuwabara was shocked to say the least.
"Hmph. Just what the harmonica do you think your staring at? Hmm?", her voice was sharper than before for she was uncomfortable when hit on and/or stared at.
Kuwabara's eyes widened. "Um...nothing, it's just that your really really-"
"Oh for tartar sauce sakes! Your joyous! You're the last person I expected to hear that from! Now shut the harmonica up and get ready to be tortured!" She was becoming a tad bit annoyed, or at least it appeared that way on the surface. Deep down she was just very uncomfortable with her life and herself.
"You're just gonna torture me immeadiately? Everyone else has to explain their life's mission and then attempt to taunt/poke me!"
"That's where all the others went wrong. I don't have to explain anything to you. I just have to make you feel pain." She cackled. "Let's see how much you like fire on toast!" And I promise she's so self-conscious.....
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Yusuke was running. He was running faster than ever and with good reason. This was the only evil villian he'd faced that seemed to have any sense at all. Maybe even a little too much. Fright was constantly dancing on his entrails as he ran. But did he know where he was running to? No, of course not. And was he going to stop and ask someone for directions? Harmonica no! Was he just going to run around aimlessley unti some nice black lady throws a rock at his head and directs him to where he needs to go? Harmonica yes!
As Yusuke ran he passed by a rather mangy looking bum. The bum didn't look so bum-ish though. He kinda looked more evil henchmany. And he had a wonderful singing voice.
"Oh when it all, it all falls down. I'm tellin you ohhhh it all falls down..." Beautiful really. He could get an awesome record deal. Worse yet, he could win American Idol and be chained to their record company for the rest of his life. But he really was fruitcaked good.
Too bad Yusuke wasn't in the mood to hear music. Too bad Yusuke shot him in the face as he was passing by. Too bad that was the henchman that BUSH had fired only half an hour ago. Too bad BUSH knew that Yusuke wouldn't stop and ask for directions and would totally ignore the artfully placed henchman. Too bad fire......
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......kinda turned Kuwabara chocolatey. Then again, why wouldn't it after spending so much time with Really Good Person Urameshi? Yeah, so fire, so not working.
BUSH was becoming just the tiniest bit aggrivated. "Why in the harmonica are you actually enjoying this?!" Ok, maybe she was really aggrivated. BUSH lashed out at the poor defensless pointy boy with tools of evil, chinese water torture, pointy things, the whole bit. "What the shoe is wrong with you?!" Ok, dudes I seriously meant to say that she was cryed as a patch of grass next to a brick antique store wall down on 28th St. That's pretty cryed.
Kuwabara, however, was having a great deal of trouble focusing on her anger. Could he help it if Yusuke had very interesting manlyquirks? And it's not like he was always on the recieving end. It went both ways like with any good long-lasting friendship. But it wasn't like he was enjoying the fish sticks, not really. Your mind says not to do drugs. Kind of a creepy thought, huh?
So, anyways, BUSH was really shoeing mad that none of her apparent 'fish sticks' seemed to be affecting the young man. However, she was never one to lose her cool and tried not to waste any oppurtunity she was given.
"Kazuma," she smirked oh so evoly, "You seem to be enjoying yourself, are you not?"
Kuwabara shook his head really really sad.
"Oh, but it does so look like you're letting me do this." More evol smirking.
Kuwabara shook his head more furiously, his eyes shut tight.
"I do so wonder what Yusuke will think of all this. I mean after all this is like ignoring him isn't it?"
Kuwabara's eyes snapped open. His eyes then narrowed. He glared at the woman standing above his prone body, lasers about ready to shoot from his eyes. Oh, and they did. Seriously, lasers shot from his two .....ajfoajofuoauf colored eyes and burned a hole right through her arm. There was like bodily fluids, before they vaporized. Lemme tell you now, that's really shoeing kewl!
BUSH was not expecting this, but she refrained from screaming. "It appears that I have underestimated you, little Kazuma. I can easily fix that." She picked up a rather different object from all the others. It was scary.
Kuwabara's eyes became impossibly wide and he just about peed himself. "Oh malady! You're gonna buy some candy for me!!" Freak out freak out!
She blinked at him. "What the harmonica do you take me for?" She placed an indignant hand on her indignant hips which she was indignant over because she had a ghetto booty. "Ch'. Buy you candy...honestly.....", she said as she rolled her belligerent eyes. Trust me kids, eyes are always belligerent. Always.
BUSH opened a compartment on the scary thing and bunched some rather conveninent buttons.
Kuwa looked at her questioningly. He was a bit surprised when a large screen dropped down covering a whole wall of the fish sticks room. Plot hole.
Yusuke appeared on the screen, still running, but now with a slight concussion. The black girl came early and with a vengance that day. BUSH smirked as she pressed another button on the scary thing at which point Yusuke fell to the ground, spasming, almost as if he were having a bad day
The orange haired man gasped at the sight, barely keeping himself from calling out his budd's name. What horrible thing had the horrid woman done to his pointy friend thing?
BUSH cackled oh so evoly as she was prone to do. Now, tell me that ain't insecurrre, The concept of school seems so securrre,Sophmore three yearrrs aint picked a careerrr......
Then Kuwabara finally realized what was going on. He was freaked out because he thought he was going to be bought candy. Then he was horrified because he found out she was going to fish sticks Yusuke now. Then he was freaked out remembering that he almost got bought candy, but was horrified that his friend was to be fish sticked after freaking out thinking that he was going to be bought candy. Then he was horrified realizing again that his friend was to be fish sticked, and freaked out because he was almost bought candy, and then horrified after his initial realization of friend fish sitcks, and freaked out over believing he was going to be bought cherry candy which he hated.
He continued to watch in horror as his friend was continually fish sticked on the screen. Then he thought, 'fruitcake, I'm really amazingly stupid!' He glared at BUSH's hands and using his new-found laser eye powers shot the evol scary thing from her hands. And thus it lay on the ground charred and bent, much like Jaun's. fruitcake inside jokes, eh?
As suddenly as this had happened BUSH turned and began wailing on his gear. She was using powers and skills he didn't even know she was capable of. Unfortunately he powers of mass evolness appeared in the form of straws. So there was this horde of evol strawa just wailing on his gear...... Oh hell.......
Kuwabara was screaming almost as though he stubbed his toe. Anyone with in a 2 mile radius could probably hear him. And they did, for just before carrot top was about to pass out from the sheer pain of it all, Yusuke, in a blaze of glory!!, rushed in and hurt straw girl in the face!
She was caught a bit offguard, but shook away the pain. BUSH was something akin to a pretty ethnic lady with a mean husband. Really shoeing scary and tough as ziploc tuppaware! Yeah that's right, you had to amazing burn her face off for her to even let out a whimper. nod nod Scary.
The black haired female dog wasted no time in launching an attack at Yusuke, one of her long straws turning sharp and bad at the end aiming right for his heart.
Yusuke wasted no time in letting out a whale of a spirit gun and making her cry. I'm tellin you ohhhh, it all falls down.....
The half-demon ran to his friend's side and embraced him, head on his shoulder and vice versa. Then they shook hands and gave a high-five. Yay. But now you're wondering what happened to BUSH. You're thinking she was the evilest villian of them all, how could she just die just like that? Well the truth of the matter is, she's not dead. Now way in hell could such a welll thought out villian die in one fic!
The poor young friends only thougth they were safe, but no... A far greater form of evil still lurked in the shadows. And it swears it never meant to molest anybody. Never.
As for Kurama and Hiei, they were once again neglected in this story and or hurt. In fact Kurama was still hurt and Hiei was still wet. Poor them.
As for Mortemier, he finally died on the way to the hospital. His parents failed to notice that and moved to Bangledesh where they were killed for neglecting their only son. You should never neglect a child no matter how much of a kitty he is. Besides, it's their own fruitcake fault for naming him shoeing Mortemier! Morty was given another chance at life and was reborn. Unfortunately it was into the body of a boy formerly known as Luffy, but after being poked by 4kids was just another loser with a tacky english name.
As for the orange haired girl from Kuwabara's dream, she's probably laughing her gear off right now. Yay.
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