Doggy Poo Says Stupid Things
Hi! Thank you for deciding to read the fifth chapter of my wonderful fanfic. My room is in extensive lock down right now…some mysterious scent from outside as wondered into the house and is now currently keeping base in my room. I do hope it moves on quickly because to tell the truth it smells like a skunk and trust…I know what skunks smell like. Don't go thinking I'm the one who got sprayed…because it wasn't me…it was my grandmother's dog. He got sprayed twice and trust me that it is one of the worst smells on this planet, even worse than garbage. And the new and fresh garbage or the garbage put in a scented bag…old non-scented garbage. Damn skunks! I seriously hate them…although they are very cute. Why must they be so cute? No! Satan has gained control of the skunks. Why? He took the moths, he took old computers, and now he's taken control of the skunks…what will he take next? Poor little skunks. I had no sadness when the moths went… I had no sadness when the old computer went…but when he takes the skunks; then I get mad. The only reason I like skunks is because they look so cool…but they smell so bad that I almost hate them. Am I paranoid? I bet I am. I just can't help it. I'm sitting here in my room surrounded by this smelly smell and it's going to my mind. Tee hee! Hey! In about six months I'll be getting a new computer so I won't have to use this piece of crap. Oh no! I think the computer heard me; it's starting to beat with the mouse. Ouchie…ouch…OUCH! Damn computer………(lost connection)……………………………………………………………………………………………………………….(regain connection). I love this computer…it is definitely not a servant of Satan. (the computer told me to tell you this) Ouch…let's continue with the fanfic.
Disclaimer: I don't own Crescent Moon…but the computer does. (it told me to tell you…but it really doesn't) Ouchie…ouch…OUCH.
Chapter Five: Mahiru Starts a New Life and Mitsuru Gains a Conscience
" Get up you lazy bum. There's work to do…your work." Kyle rolled Mahiru off her comfortable pastel blue bed so that she thudded onto the floor.
"That hurt! Besides what work could I possibly have to do at five in the morning," Mahiru groaned.
"You're a probation officer now, you have tons of things that you have to get done. Plus Auntie is leaving in like five minutes and it'd be nice if you said good bye to her. Also you start your part-time waitress job here at the Moonshine so you can live here and you need to go shopping for school and pick up your new school uniform." Kyle said, obviously enjoying the horrific look on her face.
"I take it that Shirogane told you that he arranged for me to be Mitsuru's prob. officer?" Mahiru said, putting on some slippers.
"Of course. Otherwise you would be leaving with Auntie and she wouldn't be flying first class." Kyle walked out of the room and Mahiru followed like a little puppy dog.
She arrived downstairs to find her aunt patiently awaiting a cab outside so that she didn't disturb the customers at the Moonshine. Mahiru blushed because she realized that she was still in her panda bear tank top and shorts that were considered pajamas. Every eye was on her as she crossed the bar floor. One pervert even whistled at her. She walked through the door out onto the street, which only gained her more stares and whistles from other perverts. One man even passed by and grabbed her ass, which put her aunt into action. Mahiru's aunt was wildly hitting the guy over the head with her suitcase when the cab pulled up. Her aunt realized that her cab was there after five minutes it had arrived and she finally let the man go with a stern warning. She then turned to Mahiru and handed her a package that was very small, yet was wrapped in eloquent wrapping.
"Another present for Kyle?" Mahiru questioned: Kyle would definitely not like the flowery wrapping.
"No. It's for you…it was your mothers. I was waiting for the perfect time to give it to you and this seemed like it was that time. You're starting a new life and you deserve some courage. This will give you that courage." Without another word Mahiru's aunt got into the cab and told the driver to head towards the airport.
Mahiru didn't take the time to watch her aunt's cab disappear down the street because every moment the stares increased. She hurried back inside the Moonshine and hastily made her way up the stairs. Kyle was standing at the top of the stairs with a smug smile on his face.
"I made you a schedule so that you'd be able to fit everything in. you have exactly an hour to get ready." Kyle handed her a planner, whose pages had already been filled out, and walked down the stairs while managing to put on his apron.
Mahiru took every single minute of the hour she had to get ready. She took a shower, brushed her teeth, styled her hair, and all the usual things that she did in the morning. She then hurried down stairs to work as a waitress for the rest of the morning and then she got an hour for lunch. During lunch, Mahiru met another tenant living above the bar. She was sitting down in the living room, (above the bar) when a short dark green haired man wearing glasses entered. He took a seat next to her and turned on the TV.
"Hi, my name's Mahiru. What's yours?" Mahiru said.
"Misoka. I usually work down in the bar, but I have a part time job as host at one of the museums in town." Mahiru was surprised that there was even a museum in this city, that she didn't even wonder why he was so short. When he had first entered the room, she had assumed that he was a little kid since he wasn't even as tall as her. She had no time to talk to him, for she was soon rushed off to the prob. office.
She had hopped to get some time with Mitsuru, but when she arrived she was forced to do paper work for the rest of the afternoon. When she finished signing all the release forms and contracts, she saw that their was enough time to see Mitsuru before the facility closed for the night.
"Kyle, how do you get someone to escort a delinquent to your office?" Mahiru asked bubbling with excitement.
"You won't get a chance to see Mitsuru today because we're going to go shopping for your school supplies. You start school tomorrow and it'd be best to show up prepared." Kyle got his coat and they headed out the door.
On their way to the exit gate they saw Akira talking to an older female whom Mahiru guessed was Katsura Shion. Mahiru waved and Kyle sighed at the delay. Akira looked upset about something, yet did his best to put on a cheery face as they approached. Mahiru was glad that he was at least trying to look happy, but he was still failing horribly and Mahiru wondered what could be so bad to make him completely sorrow filled. She pulled him to the side while Kyle and Ms. Shion talked about Mitsuru.
"What's wrong?" Mahiru asked.
"Well…" Akira hesitated as though wondering whether or not he could trust her with his information. "I know they'll kill me all later for telling you this, but…all the relatives I have were killed a little while ago by a group called Dawn's Venus."
"Oh! Akira, that's so sad. Why would anyone want to kill your relatives?" Mahiru realized that this was what Akira would get in trouble for telling her.
"You see…m-my relatives…were we-were-w-wolves." Akira had never stuttered in his whole life.
"Werewolves?" Mahiru said, shocked.
"I thought you wouldn't mind if I told you because you believed that Mitsuru really did see a tengu and that he could possibly be the tengu." Akira looked down and began to cry. He evidently thought that Mahiru would disown him now that she knew the truth.
"Look I won't tell anyone else, okay? When I get back to the Moonshine, me and you are going to talk and you can explain everything." Mahiru gave him a warm smile and Akira perked up if only a bit.
Kyle had obviously finished talking to Ktasura and gestured for Mahiru to come over so they could be on their way. Mahiru waved good bye and followed her brother out to the car.
"What was that all about?" Kyle turned and asked Mahiru as he unlocked the car.
"Akira recently lost a relative," Mahiru said, not mentioning the rest of the conversation.
Kyle seemed to be aware that she didn't want to discuss it further for he kept quiet all the way to the store. Mahiru bought all the supplies she would need and then they headed to her new school to pick up her uniform.
She wasn't the only person there. A girl, the same age as Mahiru, had also decided to pick up her uniform. The girl had long brown hair and was extremely beautiful for her age. Mahiru gave her brother a look of disgust as he stared at the girl with lust. Two men accompanied the girl. One had short black hair while the other had a wild mane of blonde. The girl took no notice if Mahiru or Kyle as they retrieved Mahiru's new uniform. On their way out, Mahiru turned and said.
"Hi! My name's Mahiru Shiraishi and it appears that we'll be in the same class."
The girl stared at Mahiru for some time before she responded. "My name's Keiko. I just transferred to this school from Japan. Where do you come from?"
"I also come from Japan," said Mahiru cheerfully.
"Then it looks like we'll have something to talk about the next time we meet." With that Keiko turned back to the secretary and began asking her for a uniform.
Mahiru and Kyle walked to the car in utter silence. As they drove home, Mahiru became uncomfortable and decided to brake the looming silence.
"I saw you checking Keiko out."
"Well, it's not like I have a girlfriend and it wouldn't be illegal just to look."
" I don't think that her escorts wanted you to look."
"I don't think her escorts wanted you to talk to her."
The silence once again loomed over their heads and Mahiru wondered how she could break it when her brother broke it instead.
"I seriously don't know you do I? I never thought you would speak to that girl."
"Why?" Mahiru couldn't help but be offended.
"Well, average girls never talk to popular ones because they no that they won't even have a chance of becoming their friend."
"That girl may have been pretty, but she wasn't popular. I could tell. Must girls refuse to talk to her because she's so pretty." Kyle looked at her in amazement.
"How did you know all that?"
"I'm good at reading people."
When they arrived at the bar, all the customers had left and Akira, Misoka, Nozomu, and a man who (or at least Mahiru thought) was Oboro.
"Please sit down. There is much for us to discuss," said Oboro.
Mitsuru lay on his cold, hard, cell bed looking up at the ceiling. Why couldn't he get that damn girl out of his head? Why was she so different from everyone else he had met?
Because she believes in you! She actually believes you! A tiny voice in Mitsuru's head said.
She could be lying. She could just want me to get parole so that she looks good. Mitsuru argued.
You know that she's not the kind of person who would do that! Mitsuru couldn't argue with the voice any longer for it was right. She did believe him.
Suddenly his cell door open and a guard, whose name was Misty, told him that it was time for supper. Mitsuru followed Misty and several other convicts to the dining hall, where he was given a small morsel of food to eat. All the other convicts talked and had fun while he sulked in a corner. Why hadn't Mahiru visited today?
She's probably filling out forms today, but I'm sure she'll come tomorrow. The voice said again.
Who or what are you? Mitsuru questioned the voice.
I'm what people call a conscience and I'm here to stay. You will show remorse.
A Look Into the Creator's Stupid Minds
Doggy Poo: Hmm…fudgsicle!
Poop: You could offer me one.
Doggy Poo: Mine!
Poop: Doggy Poo has suffered from severe head trauma. After she finished the fanfic the computer continued its severe beating…it's weapon?…a mouse. The said computer has been taken into custody. The police were kind enough to allow me the use of it to write the remaining author's notes. Doggy Poo has a song she'd like to sing.
Doggy Poo: In my own little corner, In my street jacket, In the mental facility down your street, I am singing a song about a cat giving birth, To an entertainment center.
Poop: Keep in mind that she has severe head trauma. The doctors say she'll make a full recovery in a week. (Police sirens) Hey I wonder why the police are here.
(Police storm house and surround computer)
Policeman: Mr. Computer you are under arrest for the physical abuse of Doggy Poo. This lovely officer will now read you your rights.
Poop: What's going on?
Policeman: This computer has been proven guilty.
Poop: But Doggy Poo needs that computer to write her fanfic.
Policeman: Do you want this computer to hurt other helpless people?
Poop: Doggy Poo stop them!
Doggy Poo: In my own little corner…
Poop: The author note are officially over due to the reason that the computer is now being taken to jail and if I don't want to go with it I have to jump out now. I would stick with the computer, but Doggy Poo's in no condition to be around sharp objects unsupervised.
(The makers of this fanfic would like to remind you that no computers were harmed in the process of making this chapter. All authors notes are fictional stories that the author and editor came up with on their own.)