It just occurred to me that I had a fourteen year old girl dig up a trans- dimensional spell on the internet in less than six hours, and nobody thought this was weird. The interenet is a wonderful thing.
(Disclaimer: The things I don't own include but are not limited to: Beachfront property, tar shingles, Blue nail polish, diamond drill bits, the rights to Inuyasha, the moon, and the planet mars.)
"Aaaaaaaiiiiiiieeeee!" Three identical voices shrieked at once.
"What? Are they down there?" Sam and Molly came running down the stairs. The sight they saw stopped them dead.
"There's… three Kikis," Sam breathed, horrified.
Two of the Kikis looked exactly the same, and were dressed in the same clothes: a green and white fuku. The third one was still dressed in Kiki's happy bunny pajamas.
"K- Kagome?" Inuyasha asked rather slowly.
"Why does Kagome look like Kiki?"
"And why haven't we noticed this before?" Sam added.
"Um… where are we?" one of the Kagome's asked.
"Where were you?"
"I was riding my bike into Kaede's village, why?"
"That's what was playing on the screen while we were saying the incantation," Molly said slowly. "Which means, logically, you're not there anymore."
The three fangirls got very white.
"We've… drastically altered the timeline of the movie." Sam whispered. "This could throw off the entire series! Oh, we are so incredibly dead!"
"Not really," Molly put in suddenly. We don't know that they're gone from all the movies. Plus, it's just movieverse, it can't alter the rest of the series."
"But stiiiiiiilll," Kiki whined.
"So we came from a TV, then, I guess. Right?" Kagome asked.
"Um… oh, yeah."
"That… really weird," the other Kagome put in.
"Wait, you speak English?" Sam asked.
"A bit. I learn in middle school."
"BUT WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE ME?" Kiki wailed.
"Maybe you look like me, did that ever occur to you?" Kagome said. The Japanese Kagome was trying to translate in her head, and was therefore a second or two behind everyone else.
"I can't look like you, I was here first!"
"What year were you born?"
"1990!"
"!989, hah!"
"EL WRONGO! The first copyright date of Inuyasha was 1996, which means I beat you by six years, easy."
"Copyright date? Um… what universe do you people live in where guys have copyright dates?"
"He wants to know why you know his name," The Japanese Kagome said, gesturing at the clueless hanyou."
"Tell him we're his biggest fans," Kiki shot at her.
"Um, that may not go over so well," Molly started.
"SHIKON NO TAMA!" Sam screamed. There was instant silence as everyone stared wide- eyed at her.
/What about it/ Inuyasha asked. Kagome translated.
"Nothing, I just figured that'd make you guys quiet for one second. Now, let me explain things. You," she said, pointing at the Japanese Kagome, "Tell me if you need anything reworded, and I'll do my best. Okay, here it goes. In our dimension here, yours is a TV show. Plus a comic book and a whole line of neat-o toys and stuff. You're very popular. Particularly you and your brother, Inuyasha. The fanfiction is unbeleiveable. Anyway, we thought it would be cool to bring you guys from your dimension to ours. We started with him. Only problem is, he speaks Japanese and we don't. So we thought you two might be able to understand each other. So we brought you. Everybody clear?"
"Well that was blunt," Molly said.
"But it gets the job done."
"He wants to know why you pick him," Kagome said.
"Well I wanted to bring Sesshie, but these guys wanted to live, or something dumb like that," Kiki whined.
"Who's Sesshie?" Kagome asked while the other was translating.
"Sesshoumaru," Kiki said off- handedly.
"You call him that?" Kagome squeaked. "You know he'd kill you if you said that to his face, right?"
"That's what they always say," Kiki grouched. "Anyway, after Sesshie, he was the next cutest guy. Except maybe Miroku, but we didn't really feel like bearing any children, so we skipped him."
"Permission not to translate," Kagome asked.
"Why?"
"Well, imagine what would happen if you tell him that his hated half- brother was better looking than him," Kagome said.
Visions of destruction danced in the head of the five girls, while Inuyasha waited impatiently to be let on to what they were looking so scared of, and why his damn brother's name kept coming up.
"Well, as fun as this has been, really, we have to be getting back," Kagome said.
"Um… see, that's kinda where the problem is… see…"
Why does she look like there's something horribly wrong? Inuyasha demanded. Kagome rubbed the back of her neck and grinned. It occurred to the three otakus that they had never seen an actual human do that.
/They don't know how to get us back./
/Shit! Naraku's gonna have a heyday without us around./
/Well, there's nothing we can do/
/Who do these guys even think they are, yanking us out of our own dimension? Dammit/
"He's pissed at you," Kagome relayed back.
"We can tell."
"Well, whoever found this spell, start looking for a counter-spell. Without us, Miroku and Sango are on their own against Naraku."
"And without Inuyasha and Tessaiga… yeah, they're screwed."
"Do you even know the meaning of subtlety?"
"How else would I avoid it so thouroughly?"
"Argh…"
/I shouldn't be up so late, drawing this dumb comic/ Rumiko told her hands. /If we're gonna be prolific, we should at least work on something related to the storyline./
The hands didn't listen, just went on drawing. The comic they drew was just a rough sketch, the lines in shorthand. It was almost as if someone were dictating a letter and she was writing it down… only they were dictating a story and she was drawing it.
/Who the heck even are these three? They're definitely not my characters. They're too lame./
The hands traced out another panel, and Rumiko realized that she didn't even know what it was until it was halfway done. Her hands were definitely doing this on her own.
/So whatever it is, I can't predict it. Well, might as well watch the show./