This bites. Because of FF.net's new whatever-it-is, all my scene breaks (the asterisks) and thought signals, all that, is no longer being shown in my document manager. And I cannot figure out freaking html. Grr! So for this chapter (and all further chapters until I can figure out html) a single apostrophe is thought, kay?
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InukiChapter Eighteen :: Kuromiboujin
It was shortly after one pm when the group of teenagers finally made it to the village of Midorikawa. It was nestled between two pieces of land that could either be considered large foothills or small mountains, the south end of the village blocked off by high cliffs, and the north was left open-ended, with only two paths leading out: one into the forest and the other onto the main highway.
The village itself was of a fairly nice size. Nine or ten little huts dotted the terraced hills, smoke rising from their cylindrical chimneys. There was a single large stable at the north end of the village, and Kagome assumed the townsfolk simply stalled their horses together.
But something was amiss, and Kagome knew it instantly, having spent most of her 3rd junior high year in the Sengoku-jidai. The flooded rice paddies were empty, there was no one working the fields. Children's playful activity was nonexistent, and other than the smoke and occasional whinnies from the horses, the village was nothing short of a ghost town.
"Pretty dead around here," Inuki said, looking down at the village from his place at Kagome's side, and immediately she smacked his shoulder. "Yashagawa-kun! Don't say things like that, its bad luck!"
He looked slightly offended. "Jeez, sorry."
Mitaka and Sakuya headed down the pathway first, taking the lead as the two trained taijiya in the group, whether their experience matched Kagome's or not. The miko also stopped Inuki from saying anything about it; after all it was technically the kids' mission. The two older teenagers had only come as guidance.
'Rather, I did,' Kagome added mentally, 'Yashagawa-kun is as inexperienced as the kids.' As they made their way into the village from the main highway, Kagome examined the roads and houses for signs of life. She noticed children peeking out of windows, ladies pulling back their roll doors to investigate the strangely-dressed foreigners.
But in some of the houses, even the men stayed back, frightened, angry glares on their faces. Her eyes narrowed as she studied their faces, and her hand tightened on her quiver strap. As they walked towards town center, she leaned over, tugging at Inuki's hair to pull him closer to her. She whispered in his ear, "Did you see them? They're scared to death. That's why no one's out here. They're terrified."
Deftly tugging the short tail from her hand, he met her eyes. "I don't have to see them," he replied, and she glanced up at him. The boy tapped his nose. "I can smell it. " Kagome blinked at that, realizing how all too easy it was to forget he was half-demon. At least Inuyasha's youkai heritage had been evident. His hair and eyes were an unnatural , he had sharp fangs and long claws. Not to mention his transformed ears. He even had a feral beast-boy aura about him, the feel that he had lived in the wild his entire life.
Inuki was different though. His dark hair was soft and well taken care of, whereas Inuyasha's silver locks had been a tangled, coarse mess most of the time. He had human teeth and nails except on his youkai night, when they brought themselves forward against his will. (he still had yet to cut them from the previous full moon night; he was learning to utilize his natural weapons.)
But even on his night of transformation did his ears stay human. Even his aura was softer than Inuyasha's, the way a city boy's compares to a country lad's. And yet despite that, for all intents and purposes he was a hanyou. His physical strength and speed were not as great as Inuyasha's, but he certainly wasn't a weak human.
At the center of the village was a girl neither Kagome nor the others had noticed on their way down. She was beautiful beyond words, with very long silky black hair and coal-ed eyes. She sat underneath the tolling bell, her hands folded over her printed aqua-kimono.
Beside her was another of the villagers who had managed to gather enough guts to step past his doorstep. He was middle-aged, his salt and pepper hair pulled back in the usual topknot. But unlike most men of the era, he was sturdily built and a little taller than Inuki; and that was saying a lot since the teen was almost 6 feet tall.
"What can I do for you folk?" he asked in a friendly but cautious voice, "It's dangerous 'round these parts, you may not wanna stay for long."
"Sir," Mitaka began, drawing his attention down to her, "We're taijiya from the shrine village. We've been asked to exterminate the youkai harassing you."
"Oh!" he gasped, looking surprised, and Kagome recognized the expression of relief on his face; it nagged slightly at her that the girl remained blank. Abruptly he turned to the houses beyond the pathways. "Everyone! It is alright!!" He turned back to them, and as the other villagers drew from their homes like small, furry creatures hiding from predators, the man smiled.
Kagome had seen that smile many times in the past when the gumi would come upon terrified villages, and tell them they were there to help. It was a good feeling, she knew, to feel like you were cared about. She met eyes with the girl. "Midorikawa villages thanks you," she told Kagome in a soft voice, and the man nodded vigorously in agreement.
"Yes, of course, thank you Kumo-chan." He nodded his head to the group. "We apologize for the earlier disrespect of not greeting you. Suspicious people are feared here nowadays. That aside…" he bowed very far down, a sign of respect. "Midorikawa village thanks you deeply for your aid." Then he straightened. "My name is Makoto. I'm the head of the village. This is Kumo, my daughter-in-law. Please, come to my house. I will tell you what I know of this demon."
For a farmer in a poor village, Makoto's home was actually fairly large and well-furnished. There were not many things of useless wealth, like many of the daimyo in the area, but everything in the house practical and sturdy, not to mention the added bonus of beautifully crafted and comfortable. And the man took a great pride in having them seated and nourished, which told the group he'd made most if not all of it with his own two hands.
In the house was a woman slightly smaller than Makoto, but just as sturdy and well-built. She also had the same hair. Makoto introduced her as his wife, Hoshi. The woman was only delighted to greet their guests, and she offered them hot stew while Makoto briefed them on the situation. The beautiful girl, Kumo, had gone to her home with Makoto's son and her husband, Masaki.
Mitaka and Sakuya sat across from the village leader, listening patiently and preparing to rack the knowledge Sango had taught them of demon families and kinds. Kagome sat adjacent to them, ready to help the kids if they needed it, and Inuki sat in his traditional corner, Inuyasha's old habit of straying from the group taking effect on his reincarnation as well.
"It started about three months ago," the villager leader began, "In a village a few miles away, there were several mysterious murders. All the bodies were found in the woods, with two distinguishing fang marks on a part of their body, the actual bite pale white surrounded by a red welt. And all of them were found with their innards liquefied and sucked dry."
Despite trying to remain as professional and detached as possible, both taijiya students paled with disgust, and Kagome closed her eyes, biting back a bitter taste in the back of her throat. Makoto looked grave as he continued, "Everyone in that village has now either died or fled. And now the people of this village are being targeted."
"The same circumstances?" Mitaka asked, and Makoto nodded. "Exactly the same. Even the men…" At this, Sakuya narrowed his dark eyes. "What about the men?"
Makoto stirred the flames. "The youkai is said to be female, and very beautiful. She has killed both men and women, but the sheer numbers tell you she prefers male victims." A sudden lump in Inuki's throat made him wince; he swallowed thickly, preferring to gaze out the roll door at the few children in the street. "Hey, old man, this youkai wouldn't happen to be a spider demon, would it?"
Makoto turned to him, his expression one of surprise. "You're correct. The Kuromiboujin." He smiled slightly. "I'm sure now, I have nothing to fear; you know your youkai."
Inuki nodded blankly, hiding well his distaste. 'Figures,' he muttered, 'that my first one out would be a goddamned spider…'
After the discussion, Makoto offered Mitaka and Kagome board at his own house, and Inuki and Sakuya would be allowed to stay with Masaki, Makoto's eldest son, who lived three houses down. The group got settled, preparing weapons and a strategy. Sakuya was anxious to get out and use his zanbatou, but as Mitaka suggested --and eventually Kagome piped in to agree with the girl-- they needed to scout the surrounding area before they made any moves.
The only one who did not seem eager in any way conceivable was Inuki. His reply to any sort of question was "Keh, whatever," and he did not volunteer any information on his own. He only stood in the corner, hands tightening reflexively on Tessaiga's hilt.
Deep in the dark north forest, the four of them split into pairs to cover more ground, and Mitaka and Sakuya happily bounded off. Kagome knew part of their enthusiasm was due to the fact they wanted to show off, and she allowed them their fair share. 'As long as they get the work done,' she amended.
She put those thoughts aside for a moment to wonder about Inuki. He was quieter than usual, more wary. She had seen this behavior in Inuyasha; it was a step down from outright growling in apprehension. Her companion's eyes scanned the forest a smidge too nervously, and his stance was rigid. One hand leveled over Tessaiga as if to draw the instant he heard something he didn't like.
"Yashaga-"
"AAAAAAAAAAH! WHAT?! WHERE IS IT?! I'LL KILL IT!"
His shout nearly floored her, and Kagome dropped her bow with a soft "Ah!" of shock. In the next instant she was up in his face. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!! Are you trying to scare me to death?!!"
Inuki stared at her, panting slightly, and he winced when he realized he'd jumped the gun. "Hi.. Higurashi… Sorry…" Kagome raised an eyebrow at his odd reaction. Slowly something from her early journeys with Inuyasha filtered in from the back of her mind, and with a soft expression, she asked, "Are you afraid of spiders?"
Almost instantaneously, the boy's eyes widened, his expression irked, as if caught with his hand in the cookie jar. With the back of his hand he wiped away a trickle of sweat from under his chin, turning towards the trees again. "You know, we could--"
"Yashagawa-kun."
"--maybe go this way and--"
"Yashagawa-kun!" He spun on her. "Yes!! I'm afraid of spiders!! Are you happy?!" He made an irritated noise in the back of his throat, crossing his arms and leaning heavily against a nearby tree. "Ever since I was a kid, I've just hated the damn things. They give me bad vibes."
Kagome watched him for a moment, not saying anything. It took little consideration for her to realize it was simply another thing from Inuyasha manifested in the boy. 'Spiders didn't scare Inuyasha, but… he did hate Naraku.. More than anything, that would explain it…'
She reached over, resting her hand on his arm. "Do you wanna go back?" At this his eyes shot wide open, eyebrows knitting. "No! We have work to do!" Kagome was surprised at his offense, and instantly wondered what she'd done as he stomped off into the forest.
But before she could follow and demand why he was angry with her for showing concern, she noticed something a shade of green flowing through the trees, too light to be a fluttering of leaves. "Yashagawa-kun," she half-whispered, and he turned. She waved a hand at him fiercely and he turned back, coming to her side quickly. "What?"
"Look at that," she said, gesturing with a jerk of her head in the general direction of what she saw. It continued on, deeper into the murky forest, and Inuki narrowed his eyes. "Youkai?"
"I don't know, let's go check it out."
Together the two slipped through the woods, careful to keep quiet. The blotch of aqua-green continued on, finally coming to a small clearing underneath two oak trees and settling. Kagome and Inuki met eyes, the boy nodding to his companion before drawing Tessaiga and leaping out. Kagome followed in the same instant, her bow ready, fingers tensed against the shaft of the arrow.
Kumo squealed in horror, ducking and throwing her hands over her head, the sleeves of her aqua-green kimono flying up over her thick black hair.
Inuki made an odd "Elgh" noise as he stopped short, and Kagome gasped, releasing the tension in her bowstring and going over to the frightened girl. "Kumo-san!!! Oh my god, we're so sorry!!"
"Uhm.. no, it's alright," she replied, still looking a little unnerved. Kagome slung her bow, kneeling next to her. "What are you doing out here?"
Kumo smiled and looked up to the tall oak trees. Their shade allowed very little sunlight to filter in; the s of the plush green grass, littered with wildflowers and leaves, was muted underneath the trees. A cool breeze blew underneath, rustling the leaves. "I come here to think. It's very pleasant here."
"Aren't you afraid of the youkai," Inuki wondered, and Kumo looked down. "I suppose I should be. She has been known to come out into the daytime, and she does eat young women, but…" She looked up at Inuki, her face calm. "If the Kuromiboujin does come after me, it is my time. I will accept it with dignity, not fear."
"Kagome-sama! Inuki-sama!"
The older teens turned. Mitaka was jogging up to them, a smile on her face. Kagome stood up. "What is it, Mitaka-chan?"
The girl was practically shaking with excitement. "We found her hideout."
The Kuromiboujin's lair was not very far from where they had found Kumo. Built partially into a small rock face and the ground itself was a large burrow. Thick webs, white and stringy, hung in veils over the thin opening, and began to spread thinner over an outward radius. Leaves and twigs were stuck in various places along the way, showing the great haste that was taken in creating it.
Inuki didn't want to be there. Any other dark, miserable forest, next to any other hastily-made hideout of any other evil, innard-sucking youkai, and he would've been grateful for the experience. But he hated spiders.
It was icky. That was the only word he could use to describe the feelings he had. He hated spiders, hated them, hated them. With a passion. And it wasn't as though he'd had some traumatic event as a little boy with a spider. He'd never been bitten by one, a spider the size of his hand hadn't landed on his head at any point in time.
But for as long as he could remember, he'd just been disgusted with them. And it wasn't so much fear as the absolute hate and distaste of being in their presence. But still, as if he were terrified of them, he always got the jitters when spiders were mentioned; he was edgy and tense and he freaked out at the drop of a hat.
'Like earlier,' he remembered bitterly. What a nice moment of manliness to go into his scrapbook of unforgettables. 'No wonder Kagome treats me like a baby, if I act like one…'
Kagome. She wasn't exactly to best of her speed; attacking Kumo earlier had been proof of that. He wondered briefly if he had been Inuyasha, and this had been a year ago, if she would have leaped out at a civilian like that. 'No,' he decided quickly, before hoping too much got him off-track of what they'd come to do. 'No, she wouldn't have. It's probably me.'
"Hey." He blinked as all thoughts washed away with her voice. Kagome was poking him in the shoulder, gazing up at him with a look that was an eyebrow twitch short of irritation. He winced inwardly at that look, but outwardly shrugged off her hand. "What?"
"You weren't even listening!!!" she accused, and he knew he gave himself away by stammering out, "Y-yes I was!"
Mitaka sighed. "You see the webs? They're most prominent over the entrance, but if you notice, the webs are really all over the place for about ten, twelve feet around the opening. There are less and less the further away you get." The girl narrowed her eyes grimly. "But there's only one place they don't thin out."
"Which would be…" Inuki wondered, and Mitaka gestured down a pathway leading straight out in front of the lair entrance. It wasn't an actually dirt path like most of the other trails have been; just an area where the trees were knocked over or uprooted. It was a long pathway, as deep as they were in the forest, but at the end, they could all see light and signs of movement.
"The village…" Kagome reiterated for him, as if he couldn't see himself, and he glared down at her, really disliking the way she was treating him. He yanked his arm away from her, but the miko didn't seem to notice. She looked back towards Mitaka with a proud smile. "Well done, Mitaka-chan. Where's Sakuya-kun?"
Suddenly, the webs over the opening slid back. Kagome gasped, drawing an arrow, and Inuki tensed at her side, cracking his knuckles as a deep growl erupting from his throat. Sakuya stuck his head from the opening, eyeing the two older teenagers with incredulity. "Its just me," he told them, as if speaking to someone younger and stupider than himself, and Mitaka added belatedly, "He went to investigate the den."
"You should have waited for us!" Kagome admonished, "It could have been dangerous, Sakuya-kun!" The boy looked up at her, eyes narrowed with impatience. "Waiting on you two we'll never get anything done. What with that one," he gestured at Inuki, "being afraid of spiders…"
Inuki grit his teeth, standing over the brat. "What's that got to do with anything? I'm still here, you loudmouthed nuisance-- how the hell did you know, anyway?"
"Oh, you think we couldn't hear you from all the way over here, screaming like some frightening woman," the boy said sarcastically, and Inuki grit his teeth, cracking his knuckles. "You wanna fight??"
"If you're going to scream and cry, then no." This time Kagome had to restrain the older boy from jumping Sakuya; the taller taijiya rolled his eyes and twisted, pulling himself from the den as Mitaka plucked a few strands of spider web from his ponytail. "Anyway," he began, "The den's pretty deep. It's also not very big, so I'd guess her youkai form isn't much bigger than a hut."
"Well, that's good then, right?" Kagome asked and Sakuya looked up at her. "No, usually a Kuromiboujin of that size would be damned easy to kill, since they actually get a lot bigger. But this'll still be pretty hard."
Mitaka looked at her companion, her wide eyes confused. "Why?"
"Cause she'll protecting her babies."
At this everyone gawped, and Kagome winced, looking a little troubled. "You mean she has… little Kuromiboujins??" Sakuya nodded, standing finally and pulled his zanbatou up from the ground. As he set it to rest on his shoulder he gestured to the den. "I found a clutch down there. Not hatched yet. But they're ready to, any day now."
"Shouldn't we get rid of it then?" Kagome asked, "Burn it or something?"
"Are you nuts?"
She looked at Inuki. The hanyou was scared, she knew, but hiding it well; he only looked very, very angry with her. He shook his head. "If we're gonna do anything about the nest we'll do it after we kill the Kuromiboujin."
"He's right, even if fear is his reason," Sakuya interrupted, drawing a nasty glare from Inuki. Mitaka nodded, her ponytails bobbing as she tilted her head in agreement. "We really should wait. If we destroy the clutch now, it'll only make her mad and she'd be harder to kill."
"Oh," mouthed Kagome, and then folded her arms. "So… how do we draw her out?" Sakuya shrugged. "The leader said she liked men. So we give her a man."
Inuki crossed his arms, clawed fingers tapping against his sleeved arm as he watched Sakuya dress. "I thought you said a 'man,' not, 'brat posing as one,'" the hanyou spat, and the taijiya boy snorted as he tied his hakama. "Lemme know when you see one, you coward."
"What the hell'd you say, you snot-nosed runt?!"
"Enough already," Kagome ordered, sliding the shoji shut behind her as she entered. She looked at Sakuya, inspecting him a final time. They'd stripped him of his taijiya armor and dressed him in a borrowed set of Masaki's clothes, a basic burgundy yukata and navy hakama. Underneath he still wore his black suit, complete with his hidden weapon should he need it, but most of his equipment and armor, not to mention his zanbatou, would be left behind.
The miko took a deep breath, not liking at all leaving a 14 year old as bait for a youkai who was so dangerous, but Sakuya hardly looked --or acted-- fourteen. He was as tall as Inuki, and with his hair down as he prepared to retie it, the two looked almost like brothers. "Are you ready, Sakuya-kun?"
"Yeah," he told her, waving his arm in wide circles to stretch his shoulder. "As ready as I'll ever be."
"Sakuya." Mitaka's soft voice was filled with a wavering concern for her partner, and he grinned at her, patting her on the head. "C'mon, Mi-chan, it's what we've always been wanting to do. Don't worry about me, I'll be okay." Her brief moment of hesitation passed and she bit her lip, nodding vehemently. "I'll be waiting for you. Lead her to the end of the village street so we can close her in."
"Right." With a twitch of his already eager smirk, Sakuya shoved past Inuki and out the door. The other three followed him out.
At the open end of the street leading to the forest was Sakuya's post. Halfway down the road, there were small ditches, filled with dried wood and leaves, and within the houses were the villagers, waiting with torches to light the lines. At the other end, blocked off by the mountain, were Masaki and Makoto's houses, where Mitaka, Kagome and Inuki waited.
"This should be easy," Mitaka said, and Kagome nodded. Her heart was pounding; even though she had more experience, facing a youkai was still edgy business. She watched the small figure of Sakuya at the end of the street. Now, we just have to wait for her to get a whiff of his scent, and it'll start.
She leaned forward against the blockade they'd raised, mixed feelings of impatience and anxiety running through her body. She glanced offhandedly at Inuki. Tessaiga was at his hip, and he leaned heavily on the blockade, slouching carelessly. He looked the same that he did any day, but she knew he must've been nervous. Especially being that his first demon was something he feared.
And their earlier encounter was still on her mind. He'd seemed angry with her for even suggesting he hang back. Angry or.. offended. Her eyes widened slightly. Had she offended him maybe? Did that wound his pride, being asked if he was too scared to do a job? She knew she certainly wouldn't have asked Inuyasha that sort of question; she would never have dared.
'Maybe that's the problem to begin with… He knows that..'
'I wish it would just hurry its fat ass up,' Inuki thought to himself, pleased he could say so truthfully. He really did want it to just get here so he could kick the shit out of it. Fighting would give him a reason to channel his anger and blow off some steam, not to mention it would block his mind from the tension his body experienced whenever he was in the presence of an eight-legged hellrat.
His eyes fell on Sakuya's form at the end of the street. 'Little runt,' he growled mentally, 'I'd rather kick the shit outta him. Overconfident weasel that he is…'
"Yashagawa-kun?" He looked up from his mental debates and all negativity melted away from him at the sight of her smile. Rather, almost all of it, considering half the reason he was so mad was because of her. "Hang in there." It took little willpower for him to keep his face blank, and he turned away without smiled back at her. Some evil little part of him desperately hoped it had hurt her feelings when he didn't respond to her.
Kagome's cheerful smile dropped into a frown when he didn't smile or nod back. Never having been one to keep quiet, she planted her hands on her hips, voice raising. "What is the matter with you?!" she demanded, starting to get mad. He turned to her, his eyes narrowed. He looked especially like Inuyasha right then, and it almost stopped her short.
Almost. "You are being awfully selfish, pissing and moaning and being generally dislikable when all I am trying to do is comfort you!" He raised one eyebrow, looking both confused and ever more angrier by the second. "Selfish?! I'm being selfish?!"
"Yes! And I don't care! If you want to be like that, it's fine by me. I hope you get squished on or something by that spider, you idiot!"
She turned, still seething, and she missed the look of surprise and mild hurt on his face. But then he too turned, muttering under his breath about stupid women. Mitaka stood off to the side, watching them with wide eyes.
Several minutes passed, and there was no Kuromiboujin. From Masaki's house, Kumo stepped out, coming to Kagome's side. Her eyes never left Sakuya's form at the end of the street.
"Is he far enough away?" Hearing Kumo's soft, vaguely frightened voice, Kagome turned to look at her. The petite woman was standing behind her, her small white face filled with fear. Kagome smiled. "Sure. Sakuya-kun's pretty fast, and he'll be able to bring her down this way quickly, but you'll have time to get away." She turned back towards the front to watch Sakuya.
At that time, Kumo's face fell away, as if her expression of fear were a mere mask. Her mouth widened into a hard smirk, fangs dripping glistening poison from them. Her voice changed from its soft soprano to a deep gravel-gurgling groan. "That's good. Wouldn't want him to get here in time to stop me."
The miko froze at that voice, at those words, and she suddenly realized the deception. Kumo.. Kumo was the spider. And then another voice filled the air.
"KAGOME!" Inuki slammed into her hard, his arms wrapping around her and holding her close as he pushed away from the danger. Using their momentum, they hit the ground hard and slid, and Kagome's teeth rattled from the impact.
Instantly Inuki was on his knees, his body still shielding hers as he scrambled to get back to his feet, but the Kuromiboujin was much quicker. Before Inuki was able to get up, her head shot forward, her fangs slipping deep into his shoulder. The hanyou let out a short cry of pain, his body freezing. Kagome stared up at him, mouth hanging open.
'He protected me… even though I said those nasty things to him…' Suddenly angry, she drew Tessaiga from his hip and stabbed the spider demon in the head, right between her eyes, which were quickly multiplying to eight. Kumo screamed out, releasing Inuki, and he collapsed forward into Kagome's lap. The spider reeled backwards, knocking away Mitaka as the girl tried to attack, and before anyone could do much else, the creature was climbing hastily up the face of the cliffs.
Kagome bent over Inuki, pulling his hair from his face. He was unconscious, sweat forming in little beads on his face. She tried to refrain from shaking him even though that's exactly what she wanted to do. "Hey.. wake up!! Please!"
Unconsciously she found herself reaching for his hand, and fear stabbed at her heart when she felt his limp fingers were cold. Her throat locked shut, and she couldn't swallow. She couldn't breathe. 'This is like before… this had happened before…!! He can't die, he just can't!' Tears gathered in her eyes against her will.
"INUKI!!"
...To be continued
a/n :: Congratulations!! it's a baby cliffie!! I'm sure you're very proud. :) Sorry for the 'hanger there, but it's a long chapter (11 pages as opposed to my typical 6 or 7) so I'm sure you don't mind VERY much.
Btw, Kuromiboujin translates directly to Black Widow. Arent I clever… /sarcasm. ;p Also, "kumo" means both spider and cloud. I thought that would be a nice deterrent from the situation, but no one would notice unless you knew that.
Oh yeah!! He said her name! And she said his!!! Been wanting to do this chapter for awhile, to get in that "Inuki hates spiders" deal. I can relate, I hate the little buggers too! T.T;;; (but I love Spiderman…o.0) That bit about "a spider the size of his hand hadn't landed on his head" actually happened to a friend of mine.
When I was in the 5th grade we had a pet, a tarantula named Hairy. Anyway, one day there was a science lab accident and the spider got out and we couldn't find it. My bud was on her hands and knees with all of her except her head underneath the science table, and it decided to drop from the tabletop onto her head. Scared her to death Sorry Carrie, I mock you now!!! Mua haha Okie, okie sorry
Anyway, please review, and I will hang 19 out as quickly as possible!!
;p
.Tessen.