I don't own this but why should I tell you that instead ill allow my interns to do it for me!
Kakashi/Miroku/Shigure: she doesn't own PSOH and she never will! DUCKY LOVES TO EAT SANDALS!
What? Anyway I do own the purple hippos…sandals? The hell?
Kraken: No you don't, so give the zoo back its animals and maybe the nice keeper would stop getting fired all the time.
The hippos ARE mine! I won them in a bet.
Kraken: I don't believe you.
… Ill give them back in the morning.
Kraken: Damn right, so, sandals?
I hate you. :
Chapter 5- warm would be nice
"When it rains…" sighs Leon, "it fucking pores". Walking along a side street in china town Leon wonders how he ended up a mere three blocks from the pet shop. Seeing a lone dog in the ally up ahead Leon shakes his head and stops.
'Just seeing an animal makes me think that freak in a dress isn't to far away' Leon mentally grumbles. Resolutely he turns around and heads the other way. Promising himself that he would pick up some cheep alcohol on his way home. After all, he'd just resigned from his ever-exciting job. Cold and beginning to cough Leon dazedly resolves to give up smoking… eventually. It didn't matter that Leon was getting sick because soon he would be a cold, sick drunkard.
"Fuck being warm!" Leon screams into the air, a few voices shouting out from nearby buildings and restaurants in Mandarin and Cantonese. Though he couldn't understand the words, Leon got the meaning.
"Fuck being dry" Leon mutters.
"FUCK MONEY AND FUCK THAT GOD DAMED PET SHOP!" drawing in another raged breath Leon coughs fitfully and kneels down on the pavement trying to keep the copious amounts of acidic coffee in his stomach.
The small dog that Leon had seen darts into the street and around the corner, at full tilt until he comes upon a doggy door at the rear entrance to the infamous pet shop of china town. Squirming through the door and into the soft light of the pet shop, the small dog is reveled to be, instead, a small raccoon.
Her name is Pon-chan, and she knew she had to find D quickly or his human might die from hypothermia.
Pon-chan began to run towards the front of the shop. She was in luck; at the precise moment that she skidded into the main reception area in burst a soaking wet Count D.
D raced for the couch, finding no drunken detective there he turned once again for the door. Nearly stepping on Pon-chan in the process.
"D wait!" Pon-chan hoped that her voice would get through to her nearly hysterical master.
"Please listen! I saw him; your human is three blocks away you'll get to him faster if you leave from the back of the shop." Pon-chan waited to see if he had heard her.
"Is there anything else I should know about his condition?" asked D turning to look at her.
"Yah, he…doesn't look too good right now count. You'd better hurry". She watched as once again her master took off, this time towards the back.
'Funny' she thought to her self 'I don't remember the count owning an umbrella with purple hippos on it'.
While Pon-chan contemplated D's strange choice in umbrellas, the aforementioned Count was swinging around the last corner and running out onto the street where his dear detective knelt. Smiling D stops running and starts towards Leon with all the grace he could muster in his panicked state.
"Ah there you are detective, you should not have run off like that, your chief is worried about you" D was beside Leon with the umbrella poised over his own head.
"Would you like to share this umbrella? It would be better than getting wet"
"No I'm not sharing that damn umbrella with you" Leon says as he begins to rise " and I'm never going to the pet shop again, it's not my problem anymore." Standing tall Leon looks down at D.
"Ill send someone by to pick up Chris." Leon then turns to begin his retreat towards his apartment and cheep alcohol. If he remembered correctly there should be some under the couch. It would be warm, but right now warm would be nice.
A manicured hand catches his wrist and tightens. Startled Leon looks over his shoulder and into the eyes of a frowning Count D.
"Come along detective. It appears to be tea time" D's eyes soften a fraction when he registers how cold Leon's skin is.
"Tea time my ass!" Leon begins to fight the iron grip that the dainty pet shop owner has on his wrist.
"I've quit the force! I don't need to deal with your pet shops freaky ass crap again, so let go!"
"I do believe that I will make jasmine tea today" the count murmurs as he pulls Leon through the alleys "You should also have a hot bath to warm up your skin"
"Are you listening to me? COUNT!" Leon shivers and dig his heals into the mud "I don't want to go to the fucking shop! Do you hear me!"
In a feat of strength that Leon didn't think he had, he manages to pull away from the Count. Only to be slung up over the Counts shoulder.
"Do not be so difficult," scolds the Count gently "Ah! Here we are".
Leon peeks around the Counts body just as the door is opened allowing the fragrance of the pet shop hit him head on. Falling limp with fatigue Leon began to accept that he might be an unwilling guest in the shop for a long time.
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