Van Helsing, Inuyasha Style
Author's Note: Hey everybody (or at least the people reading my stories)! Sorry I never updated but I'm so busy and never had the chance to use the frigging comp. Well here's another chappie and hope you like it, well, even if you don't I don't give a damn so there!
Disclaimer: Why do people even bother with this? Obviously none of us owns any of this or we'd be stinkin' rich!
Chapter Four: Screwed
"I can't believe you, Inuyasha," Shippo shook his head. Eating all of the ramen in Kaede's hut was a baaaaad idea. Inuyasha's stomach was so full, he could barely move! "You're such a pig." To everyone's surprise, Inuyasha said nothing. "Inuyasha? Are you listening to me? INUYASHA?"
"I think that he's sooo full that it blocked out his central hearing system," Miroku smirked.
"I heard that," Inuyasha grunted from the floor. "Just cuz I can't move right now doesn't mean I can't kick your big, fat-"
"Inuyasha please, not in front of Shippo!" Miroku seemed horrified at Inuyasha.
"What? I was going to say butt," Inuyasha huffed. Miroku rolled his eyes and gave a "Yeah, right" look not so different from Kagome's. "Besides, Miroku, when did you start being so feminine?"
"I can't believe you just said that to me!" Miroku looked outraged. "I am like, sooo, freaking, pissed!" Miroku's hands shot up to his mouth.
"Miroku!" Shippo looked shocked. "Why are you talking funny?"
"I have, like, no idea," Miroku's voice came out muffled. Suddenly, Inuyasha sprang up from the floor, his giant stomach disappearing.
"I, like, totally know what you need, girlfriend," Inuyasha struck a girlish pose. "We need to blow this pop stand, get ourselves a mani-pedi, then we, like, HIT, THE, MALL!" Miroku and Shippo stared at Inuyasha incredulously.
"I, like totally know what you mean!" It was Shippo's turn. "The sun's just drying up my freakin' skin! I swear, like, someone get me some hand lotion, ASAP, before I turn into some kinda wrinkled, prune-ish, kitsune!" Miroku stared at Inuyasha. Inuyasha stared at Shippo. Shippo stared at Miroku. All three guys (or should I say girls) stared at each other. All three guys emitted at high pitched sound that could be easily mistaken for girlish shrieking.
"Whatever is, like, happening to us, is like, totally NOT, COOL!"
Kirara meowed.
Author's Note: Oh my god that was so damn short be incredibly fun to write. You know I could stop it right here, but that's no fun. So be glad I continued the chappie, read on! Also, the "I am like, sooo, freaking, pissed" line came from the movie "White Chicks" which was awesome, and I know kinda old, but my class watch it as part of out Christmas party, and it's stuck in my head. We were gonna watch "The Grudge" with Sarah Michelle Gellar in it, but some gay-ass scaredy-cats didn't want to and our teacher is way to concerned for everybody so we didn't. Which was sad… Okay, enough listening to me blab, read the rest of the stupid chapter. Also, I know Christmas was a long time ago but my friends and I love doing that to other people to freak them out...It actually works! Okay enough, really...
In the forest…
"We are ready, master." A figure stepped out of the shadows.
"Excellent… We head out at midnight. Remember, back before dawn and if anyone speaks to you, even your fellow Angels, you flee. If they follow, kill them. This is strictly independent. Understand?"
"Yes master, understood."
"Good, now go and prepare, my servants, for we've got a big day ahead of us…" The figure cackled evilly. It turned to the shadows once more when a hand rested on its shoulder. "What is it, my dear Naraku?"
Author's Note: I'm lazy and I don't want to type anymore! Besides, I've never done a cliffy before…
