Now this is where things get interesting. This chapter is going to be slightly shorter, though.

Chapter 4: Arrows of doom
"GAH!" That was Kish.

The monstrous pink thing rolled in the garbage and came up less monstrous.

"AARGHH!" That was Pai when he saw the pink thing cough up something covered with dirt.

The pink thing continued to roll, and became less monstrous still. The pink substances around it fell off, though it was kind of sticky.

"Ewww." That was Tart when he saw the gum slip off the now-little pink thing.

It wasn't pink actually. It was HOT pink.

The pink thing rose up and shook itself off in the air. It had a tail with a mini-ball at the end. At the corners of its body were red mini-wings. Its body was a complete ball of fluff, and on the top of that ball, were two red circles.

The others stared dumbfounded; as the pink thing dove to the floor and grabbed the muck it had previously coughed up.

It waited for them to speak. When they didn't say a word, the pink thing began his introduction.

"Hee hee! I am Yasha. Yasha from the future." The pink thing known as Yasha did a little turn with the ball of muck. "I am here to correct your mistake."

Tart whispered to Pai while he was talking.

"Isn't he what we experimented on, the Mews friend, long ago?"

"Undoubtedly he is."

"…as you see, you three are in the wrong time period..."

Kish interrupted him.

"Isn't your name Masha?"

The pink thing stopped suddenly. "No. It's Yasha. Y-A-S-H-"

"Then why do you look so much like him?"

Yasha made a sound that sounded like a cough. "That is unimportant. Now as I was saying…you three on in the wrong time period."

They all gave him a blank look.

Yasha ignored them. "You see, to you its December the 20th. In reality, however, you are undoubtedly around two months late."

Pai was suddenly looking very freaked out.

"How would that be possible? You got here a few minutes ago after I went upstairs!"

Yasha gave a shrug. "That is not your concern. My only order was to put you guys back in the right time period."

Kish seemed utterly bored. "Enough about time and periods. How do you know we won't take you and use you in an experiment?"

"You wouldn't dare."

"Why not?"

"Because I have these."

Yasha held out his dirtball somehow and spun it. Everyone broke down in laughter at the sadness of it all. It was however, short-lived. The once laughing looks on their faces were immediately turned into a look of horror as the dirtball revealed itself. It was a shiny bow with arrows. It looked too big for the pink ball of fluff to hold, but it did, and at once pointed the arrow at Kish.

He gulped. "I was kidding!" he said somewhat shakily and backed away. It was odd to see the once confident alien back away from a small fluff ball holding a weapon.

Yasha kept on pointing the arrow at him. "I'm sorry, but I need you need to be shot either way. It's required to put you guys back in the right time period."

"I think we're fine where we are, thank you." Pai replied as Kish quickly hid behind him. Tart did the same.

The fluffball shook his head. "There's no choice. The arrows are enchanted, so they won't hurt…that much. It depends if you run away or not. Now, you want to do this the hard way, or the easy way?"

The aliens didn't give a response. Instead, they all bolted. Yasha sighed, seeing this would be harder than anticipated, and flew after them.

Tart flew behind Kish and Pai, but soon lost them as they turned. He ran into a room, realizing he had faced a dead end, and turned back-face to face with Yasha.

He backed away whimpering and closed his eyes.

"Now hold still. This might sting just a bit."

Tart opened his eyes just as Yasha fired. He threw back as something collided with his chest. Tart stared at him in shock.

"YOU CALL THIS A STING?" He yelled indicating to the arrow. "I CALL IT CHILD ABUSE!"

"Stop complaining. Unless you rather have me shoot…" Yasha indicated to his rear end.

Tart eyes went wide…then fell on his back and began dozing.

It was either the effects of the arrow, or he fainted from the thought of being shot in the butt.

Yasha blinked. 'Good, the effects are taking place.'

He began flying after Kish, who had stopped at the doorway and had witnessed everything. Now he quickly flew away as the pink fluff came after him.

Whenever Yasha told Kish to be still, he would only fly all the more faster. Finally, Yasha had no choice. He drew his arrow, and aimed it low at the fleeing alien a few feet away.

Kish had sprung for the door.

'Almost… there…'

Then he felt something being bombarded at his behind. He yelped in slow motion and fell forward, like in those Matrix movies.

Normal motion resumed when he turned and glared at Yasha. "Why did you…!"?

"I told you to keep still. Now sleep."

Without another word, Kish' face was planted directly into the ground with a soft thump.

Usually the oldest would be the cleverest, right? Pai had hidden himself in the cupboard, which was big enough to hold an adult. The problem was, he had forgotten to close the doors, and being so desperate, didn't figure how he would get out.

Yasha came flying into view. It took him awhile, but he finally found the oldest alien trying to smother himself between jars of jam.

"There you are," Yasha said cheerfully. "At least you keep still."

He let the arrow fly straight at Pai's forehead. Pai heard a thunk and the tail of the arrow whizzed annoyingly. Unfortunately, because of the arrow between his two eyes, he couldn't see anything but the arrow. What was becoming even more complicated was that he was beginning to feel like sleeping. His last thought, before he dozed off, was that he never finished his poem.

'My work here, is done!'

Yasha breathed as he put down the arrow he was about to aim yet again, if Pai didn't fall asleep. While he was putting it back though, he carelessly flipped it, and felt a odd sensation somewhere around his body.

He had pricked himself with his own arrow.

'My mistake…' was his last thought as he laid himself on top of Pai's snoring head.

How was that for two chapters?

Kish: You stuck me with an arrow? In the butt?

Cotoprius: You never should have said those words to me. Now you'll regret it.

What do you think guys?

Pai: is snoring

Tart: is snoring

Yasha: snore

Cotoprius: …Oh well.

Ahem. Enjoy yourselves before Valentine's day TMM fans:D