Disclaimer: If I owned Inu-Yasha, don't you think I'd have quite a bit of bragging rights? Too bad I don't…
Cooking Session 2 FOOD FIGHT!
The next day, as promised, was much worse. It was a disaster—no, it was beyond disaster. It was the worst "disasterpiece" Kagome could have ever imagined. It was fun for her though, until she had to face the consequences.
She did the usual routine: put on blue apron, go into cooking space, warn Inu-Yasha about the "C" word, grab recipe. That day, the class was making mashed potatoes with gravy. Kagome groaned as she imagined how bad her's would turn out. And Inu-Yasha was no help, of course.
"Go get four potatoes," Kagome ordered Inu-Yasha.
Inu-Yasha scowled at being bossed around, but he obeyed. He plopped four round potatoes on the counter. Kagome handed him a potato peeler.
She took two potatoes and began to peel them slowly so she wouldn't cut herself. She focused hard on it, knowing that she wasn't a pro at peeling potatoes and didn't want to mess up. Then, out of curiosity, she peered at Inu-Yasha to see what progress he was having with his potatoes. She gasped with horror.
"Inu-Yasha! What are you doing!"
He was peeling his potatoes very well, perfect almost…except for the fact that he had discarded his metal potato peeler and was using his claws to peel them! Kagome was in shock. She didn't know whether to compliment him for his creative idea or to yell at him for cutting them the wrong way.
"And why aren't you using your potato peeler?" she asked loudly.
Inu-Yasha glared. "What? That thing?"—he pointed at the abandoned potato peeler setting on the counter—"It's too hard to cut with. Besides, it's really dull."
Kagome sighed. "Fine, continue."
She continued to peel the skin off of her potato when she stopped and thought of something.
"Inu-Yasha, did you wash your hands before you began to peel that?" she asked, knowing the probable answer.
Inu-Yasha stared dumbly. He didn't respond at first, but then, reluctantly, he answered her question.
"No, why should I?" he said with a bit of attitude.
Kagome's anger boiled. She couldn't believe how unfair it was that she had to tolerate such a dumbbell for a partner! And someone with a criminal record for that matter!
"Inu-Yasha, go get new potatoes to peel," Kagome snapped madly.
Inu-Yasha fumed. "Why? I just finished peeling my two!"
Kagome's face turned red with rage. "You contaminated those potatoes with who-knows-what! Go get two new potatoes and either use the potato peeler to cut them or wash your hands."
Inu-Yasha didn't move. He began muttering something under his breath. Kagome's patience was drawing thin.
"Inu-Yasha, I mean it. Now!"
He picked up one of his potatoes as if to throw it at her, and Kagome immediately shouted the one word that would change the whole situation in a split second—
"CRAP!"
The potato fell to the floor, and Inu-Yasha, like a wounded old lady, hobbled to the bathroom in a flash and was in there for ten entire minutes, allowing Kagome time to finish peeling the rest of the potatoes. When he returned he was unusually mostly quiet.
The rest of the recipe ran smoothly with almost no trouble (despite the usual arguing). The mashed potatoes actually turned out decent, to Kagome's surprise. She was very pleased.
Everyone's batch of mashed potatoes (and gravy for the people who took the extra time to make that) was set out on a table before Ms. Katreen for her to taste-test and grade. Kagome saw some really good-looking mashed potatoes, and she began to get worried that she wouldn't get a good grade on this project. After all, she had all ready failed the disastrous smoothie project. Just thinking about that incident made her groan.
Ms. Katreen scanned the food and then smiled and said, "Dig in!"
No one obeyed unwillingly. Everyone dove for the mashed potatoes and gravy, acting like complete pigs in the progress. Kagome noticed that Inu-Yasha grabbed three plate-fulls of mashed potatoes. She sighed.
She sat down at a table next to Shippo, Miroku, and Sango. They greeted her warmly and laughed when she told them about the Inu-Yasha using his claws as a potato peeler. Kagome relaxed. She supposed it had been pretty funny…
Halfway through her plate of mashed potatoes and gravy, Inu-Yasha went over to Kagome and tapped her on the back. Kagome turned around and faced him.
"Oh, great. It's you," she said meanly.
Inu-Yasha grunted. "Nice to see you too," he said sarcastically.
Miroku and the others waved kindly to him. Inu-Yasha gave no friendly gesture back. He didn't even smile. Kagome realized that she hadn't once seen him smile. Figures, she thought to herself.
"Kagome," he said turning to her, "gimme your mashed potatoes."
"What?" Kagome was startled, not understanding why Inu-Yasha would demand such a thing.
"Well, you're not eating or anything," he said, "you're just talking. And I'm hungry. So can I have your mashed potatoes?"
Kagome would have growled at him had she been a dog. "Learn some manners, Inu-Yasha. You don't just go up to people and ask them for their food. And for your information, I am eating mine…see?"
She put a bit of mashed potato up to her mouth. Inu-Yasha watched her with stubbornness. He leaned over the table.
"Then I guess I'll take Shippo's. He's too little to eat a buncha mashed potatoes anyway," he argued.
He tried to grab Shippo's plate, and Shippo cried out. Kagome was getting irritated.
"Didn't I tell you to learn some manners? That food is his, so give it back!" Kagome commanded.
She snatched the plate away from Inu-Yasha and returned it to the grateful Shippo. Accidentally, though, and quite unfortunately, her elbow hit her own plate and tipped it up, making the food fly right on Inu-Yasha's pink apron. Inu-Yasha looked immensely angry.
"What was that for, wench!" he screamed.
He grabbed Shippo's plate back and smashed it on top of Kagome's head. The whole room grew silent. Ms. Katreen was frozen in place. She didn't know how to react to what had happened.
Kagome was screaming angrily inside of her head. She stuck her fist into Sango's plate and grabbed and handful of mashed potatoes complete with a topping of gravy. The gravy ran down her arms, but she didn't care. She threw the glob of mashed potatoes at Inu-Yasha's face. He was still very surprised by what had happened previously.
Someone from the other side of the room shouted at the top of their lungs, "FOOD FIGHT!"
Then the mess was created. Food began to fly. Inu-Yasha and Kagome stood horror-struck. Mashed potato globs flew in every direction. Ms. Katreen, who was still shocked more than anything, hid under her desk to escape the "flying potato bits." Shippo was scared of getting hit, and he ducked in his chair and didn't dare throw any of his food. Miroku did it for him. He was really enjoying the fight, probably more than anyone in the room.
As the last bit of mashed potato was falling to the ground and people settled down, Ms. Katreen took charge again. She came out from under her desk. She was fuming with total anger that scared every joint in Kagome's body.
With her teeth tightly locked together, Ms. Katreen said, "That's it. Kagome. Inu-Yasha. Come here."
Kagome and Inu-Yasha didn't move an inch. Kagome was scared stiff. She had never seen Ms. Katreen so angry before. Luckily, Ms. Katreen didn't seem to mind that their legs were currently incapable of moving.
"WHAT DID YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING?" she shouted, making everyone jump. "DO YOU THINK THIS IS SOME KIND OF JOKE! WELL, I'M NOT LAUGHING! I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS!"
She paused before continuing, allowing it to sink into Kagome's ashamed brain.
"I'M LEAVING RIGHT NOW!" she went on. "I'M QUITTING! RETIRING! KAGOME AND INU-YASHA CAN STAY AFTER AND CLEAN UP!"
She stormed out the Home Ec door gruffly and slammed it shut. The room was silent as it listened to the slam's echo. Kagome fell to her knees. What was going to happen now? Would they get a new teacher, perhaps? Would there be no more cooking classes?
One student smiled wickedly (a smile Kagome would never forget) and handed her a rag and a bucket. "I suggest you start scrubbing," she said meanly, cackling a bit. "After all, you ruined the whole class today. I suppose that I, Kikyo, the best cook in the class, should lay this duty on you."
Kagome was too upset to retort for this girl's overconfidence. She felt like she was trapped in a nightmare. No, worse. She was trapped cleaning the Home Ec room with Inu-Yasha again. She clutched the bucket and began to scrub up the mashed potato mess.
"Let's get started," Kagome told Inu-Yasha. "I have a feeling this is going to take a while."
Inu-Yasha didn't respond, but he grabbed a rag as well.
Author's Note: This one is a little gloomy, I know, but not too terrible, I hope! Sorry if it took a while to update. It may take me a while to update again, too, I'm afraid. But anyway, enter Naroku and Kikyo! They'll be taking a big part in this story from now on.
Ooo…I'm so proud of myself! I actually made a little bit of a longer chapter! I hope you like it, 'cause I wrote it all at one time and now my hand hurts-P
Well, thanx for the reviews! I really appreciate them and would like more, since they help me decide where my story will be going from here. More later!
NEXT CHAPTER: Dog Treat Crime!
