The morning was a beautiful bright one, and the herm, monkies woke up from the shining of the vibrant sun. Shippo looked around with tired eyes.
Kagome was nerveous, they had slightly overslept, and she felt a little bit simple-minded, not remembering her name. They were all acting slightly dim-witted. Miroku sat there, not thinking about any girl whatsoever, but of how many bananas he had eaten the day before, which to his dissapointment he realised had been, zero. InuYasha was licking the yellow peal of his Tetsusaiga and thinking about how many little monkies he could breed with Kagome. Sango was picking the bugs from Shippo's hair and eating them, savoring the sweat taste and the crunch. Her task was slightly hard, seeing as Shippo was trying to swing off her arms. Kirara, the only one who had not been turned into a monkey was nudging at Sango, hoping she would give her some of her attention. Sango did give her some attension, she looked at her and tapped her on the head.
Sango, who had been the first one to be turned into a monkey was the most dim-witted.
"We have to figure out a way to be humans, er, and demons again!" Kagome told InuYasha and Shippo, the two who had been turned into monkies, chimps, whatever before her.
"Yeah," was all Shippo could think to say.
"Okay..."
"InuYasha, Shippo help me get Miroku and Sango onto Kirara's back, they'll get a good meal," Kirara glared at her with this comment, so she quickly added in,"Off of each other of course... hehehe." She thought again for a moment,"I'll carry Shippo and you'll have to carry yourself InuYasha."
"Lucky Me."
They carried Miroku and Sango onto Kirara and they set off East, where Miroku swore someone who could help them was, but how much could they trust him?