Chapter 4: Do you really care about reading this?

I didn't think you would. But you're here, so you must…

Ok, I don't even know why I'm still writing this. I swore off this story nearly a year ago… Whatever. My head hurts, so please be kind… Ahh, listening to 'Woke From Dreaming' by the Delgados. Mmm, soothing…

Anyway, I don't own RK, and I barely know what's going on in this story… Hell, I barely know what's going on in the series anymore. I kind of stopped reading the mangas after the 12th one… ; Then I got into Magic Knight Rayearth… tried to write a fic for that, before deciding I can't write fanfiction worth shit… Yet I'm still here… Life is confusing… See, the thing is, I don't want to waste any really good ideas on fanfiction, so what I write is really crappy… shrugs On to the fic…

Suddenly, WeaselGirl-Sama appeared out of nowhere, holding out a piece of paper to Sephiroth. "Telegram. From someone called Sora. Something about you being late for a battle…"

Kenshin looked at WeaselGirl-Sama with surprise as Sephiroth left. "Eto… WeaselGirl-dono—"

"-Sama"

"WeaselGirl-Sama… You aren't supposed to read other people's mail!"

WeaselGirl-Sama shrugged, then jumped as someone appeared behind her. It was an old man, holding something behind his back. "Excuse mee," The old man said in a heavy Chinese accent, "Might you be Himula?"

WeaselGirl-Sama stared at him wide- eyed, then shrieked, "IT'S OLD MAN PANTS! WE ARE ALL DOOOOOOMED!"

For a moment, time seemed to slow. Everyone turned to stare at her like she was crazy, and she stared like they were crazy.

"What's an old man pants?"

"You don't know Old Man Pants? Haven't you ever played any fighting video games? In most games like that, there's an old man, often Chinese, who is really strong. He is known, collectively, as Old Man Pants!"

"Quite collect, young rady! And now, Mistah Himula, I have something I must give to you…"

He started to pull his arm from behind his back, drawing out the mystery object, which we all know was probably some sort of weapon to fight Kenshin with…

(WeaselGirl-Sama: No it wasn't!)

Okay…

…Which we all know was probably Kaoru tied up as a hostage…

(WeaselGirl-Sama: Of course not!)

Alright…

…Which was probably an Easter basket, because Old Man Pants is really the Easter Bunny!

(WeaselGirl-Sama: No he's not!)

You're right, he's Santa Claus.

(WeaselGirl-Sama: Get to the friggin' point already!)

FINE!

…Which we all know was…

"MY WASHTUB!"

And, indeed it was!

"Now, sil, this is a velly fine washtub, yes. I wele not wanting to give it up, no. I much want to keep it for meserf. But I thought to bling it back to you. Why, sil? In order, yes," Cried Old Man Pants, "To charrenge you fol it!"

That's all I can type now… Sorry, my brain can't think right now. .