Eh, well, tomorrow is my English exam and I'm not really in the mood for studying so I figure that a little bit of creative writing is in order, right? Many thanks to everyone who read and reviewed; reading all your comments really makes my day so much better! I lurve all of y'all!

Alright, at the point where we left off in the story, many occurrences were occurring. Rin and Myrtle had confiscated the iPod from a prone Sesshy, who lay in a heap of stilettos, miniskirt, and razorburn. Jaken was being held by the house-elves, and it is still up in the air as to whether or not he's dead. Sango's still dancing the Macarena, Shippo's still scarred, Miroku's still pervy, and Kagome has no idea what to do with Inuyasha, who's resisting all ramen in favor of sleep. That scenario sounds more interesting at the moment, so let's go there.

"So, what are we supposed to do with him since he's obviously not going to wake up? I really need to get that iPod back" Kagome asked Miroku, who was braiding Inuyasha's long white hair into tiny braids. Miroku was taking advantage of Inuyasha's lethargy to get away with things an awake Inuyasha would never permit.

"I think we should leave him here," Miroku said, tying off one braid with a loose thread from Inuyasha's coat.

"What! We can't just abandon him! And, Shippo, stop painting Inuyasha's toenails," Kagome exclaimed.

"No, Kagome, it's good for him. We need to get his mind off the s-o-n-g. And the fumes from your nail polish might just erase the scarring in his mind. Keep up the good work, little guy" Miroku said, patting Shippo on the head. "And we wouldn't be abandoning sleeping beauty here. We can just let Sango and Shippo watch him. I shall guard you on the trail. Shippo can take charge and make sure Sango doesn't accidentally kill him with her boomerang." Sango had begun to elaborate on the basic Macarena dance, including her boomerang and much leaping and bounding. As a result, many trees lay sprawled at odd angles from their stumps, several pots and pans were dented, and Inuyasha had been jumped upon twice.

"Are you sure that'd be a good idea? Like, my iPod is really important, but it'd be a lot of work for Shippo," Kagome mused uncomfortably.

"Kagome, Kagome, Kagome. My dear, it would be therapeutic for Shippo. He needs some responsibility, anyways" Miroku reassured her. Shippo stopped blowing on Inuyasha's toes to dry them and nodded.

"Come ON, Kagome! I can do it!" Shippo told her confidently, uncapping a vibrant shade of blue nail polish to go with the red base he had finished applying.

"Oh, well, okay, I guess…" Kagome said, picking up some of Inuyasha's stray hair and braiding it. Inuyasha snuzzled his head into the mossy ground, mumbling "It's in the pantry" before snoring again.

Three hours later, Kagome and Miroku were ready to go. They had repeatedly mimed that Sango needed to stay with Shippo and Inuyasha; half an hour later, she finally understood them. Shippo and Sango stood at the top of the hill to wave goodbye to Kagome and Miroku as they rode off on Kagome's bike.

"Ooh, I'm still not sure this was such a good idea, Miroku," Kagome said from her perch on the back of the bike. She had wrapped her arms around his waist the first time that they went over a bump on the hill; Miroku claimed that he knew exactly how to ride a bike and insisted on pedaling. Despite his inability to keep a straight course, they were making good time in the direction of Sesshy's castle.

"Of course it's a good idea. It was one of mine," he reminded her, swerving the bike around a hole in the road, nearly tipping both of them off in the process. Kagome moaned, closing her eyes and burying her face into Miroku's back as she clutched his waist even tighter.

Meanwhile, as our valiant heroes pedaled their way toward Hogwarts, Rin and Myrtle were camped a few miles away from the castle in some woods.

"Ugh, I'm so glad we're away from that madhouse," Myrtle said, stretching her arms above her head as she calmly floated near the tree branches.

"Yeah, it's really weird there. I can see why you've lived in a bathroom for 50 years. But I feel kind of bad leaving Sesshy all alone there. He's obviously confused and who knows what trouble he'll get into in that state of mind?" Rin pondered, leaning back against a tree trunk to look at the sky, "God, Myrtle, fly somewhere else. I can totally see up your skirt."

"So stop looking," Myrtle replied, but floated off to another tree across the clearing. "I'm sure your Sesshy will come back to whatever senses he had before that box affected him. Speaking of which, where is it?"

"Oh, it's right here," Rin said, pulling it out of her pocket. "I wonder how it works…?"

Myrtle floated down to where Rin was sitting and the two girls began poking at the iPod. Myrtle's pokes were, of course, ineffectual, since her fingers went straight through the iPod, but it's the thought that counts.

"Well, it's definitely not from this time. I haven't seen plastic since I went to the 20th century to work on that movie. Who do you know in this time that's from the future?" Myrtle asked, examining the iPod for an on/off switch.

"Oh! Then it's probably Kagome's! I guess that's where Sesshy went the other day when he told me to pick flowers with Jaken!" Rin paused, remembering what had happened to Jaken in the house-elves' kitchen. 'I wonder if they really did shoot him…' she thought. "And if we find Kagome, then we find Shippo! Yay!" she cried, jumping to her feet and doing a little dance.

"But wait, I still want to find out what that thing does!" Myrtle said, grabbing for the flailing cords. "Maybe it's a way to talk to people in the future!"

"Ooh, neat!" Rin squealed, plopping back down with the iPod. She began furiously poking at the buttons and eventually the screen lit up. "OOH! SHINY!" She yelled, holding the iPod closer to her face.

"Wait, let me see," Myrtle said, edging closer to look at the screen too. "Oh, Shania Twain? This must be for music then…but I don't hear anything…wait, be quiet for just two seconds," she said to Rin, whose eyes had gone round at the lights coming from the screen and was whimpering like the raccoon spirit she channeled from time to time.

Myrtle floated down the cords and held one to her ear (a/n: how is it that ghosts can hold stuff when they want to, but then they randomly go through stuff? This has always confused me from 'Harry Potter'). "Oh, here it is!"

Rin grabbed the other earbud and held it to her ear. "Hey it's the song Sesshy was singing! It sounds much better from this box!" Rin and Myrtle sat under the tree and listened until the end of the song. When the song started again, Myrtle grabbed the iPod from Rin, saying, "Wait, I wonder if it'll play anything else!" and began poking at more buttons. She finally discovered that the circle would spin and began scrolling through Kagome's extensive playlists.

"Okay, this song is on Kagome's top 25 songs list!" Myrtle said, clicking on the numa numa song (a/n: I think it's called 'Dragostea din Tei', right, bazooie?). "Ooh, this is a catchy beat!" Rin exclaimed as her feet began dancing against her will. Eventually, she and Myrtle were both dancing all over the clearing and "Hallo" and "Salut"-ing each other.

Five hours later, the battery on the iPod died.

And the curtain falls for now.