Kikyo was bored. Bored, bored, bored, bored, bo- you get the idea. Doing a conga line with the soul stealers was not as entertaining as it had sounded when a fan suggested the idea. For one thing, the creatures had barely any arms, and arms were nessecary for the conga. The living corpse wondered for the sixth time why the things had their own fanbase.
While she was wondering, Kikyo nearly tripped over a sobbing woman.
Do you mind? Kikyo said coldly.
the woman bawled. Kikyo squinted at her. Hold the phone, haven't I seen you someplace before? Oh yes, you're that demon slayer that hangs around the hanyou. Kikyo paused to remember whether this was an I-Hate-The-Hanyou day or a I-Love-You-Inuyasha day. Concluding it was the former, she resumed the conversation. By the way, why are you bawling your eyes out like your true love died?
B-b-BECAUSE HE DID! Sango wailed. MIROKU WAS TRAGICALLY SUCKED UP INTO HIS WIND TUNNEL!
Kikyo blinked. Okay...how is this my problem?
The bastard forgot my cue, so I missed it and didn't go running off after him! OH- TO BE OR NOT TO BE, THAT IS THE QUESTION! WHETHER TO SUFFER THE SLINGS-
Okay, okay, I get it! Kikyo interjected quickly. If it's any consolation, my ex is a bastard too.
Sango glomped Kikyo. I LOVE YOU, CLAYPOT!
Notes: Kikyo's soul stealers really do have a fanlisting. Also, the soliloquy from Hamlet comes partially because I very well may have to recite it before the school year is over- seeing as I have been appointed class Hamlet (and it better damn well get me a 95 in English!)