Disclaimer: When pigs fly. Which is why I'm building a pig catapult.
I would like to thank Niklas (the Lament) for ideas and encouragement.
Technical Problems
Chapter Three
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"Come on, come on, stupid elevator!" Miroku shouted at the poor thing, that was only doing it's job. He was currently trying to get downstairs to Kagome as fast as he could. He needed that woman's complaint form!
The button with the printed number '5' back lighted, making a small ding sound when it did.
"CURSES!"
4 floors left.
Miroku began hopping up and down like a little kid in dire need of the bathroom. He was also finding the mechanical hum quite annoying now.
3 floors.
Miroku's hopping speed increased.
2 floors.
In his rapid hopping, which could rival that of Super Bunny, he knocked down another passenger in the elevator. A girl scout. She had friends. And they were angry.
When they started growling, Miroku suddenly became aware of the girls.
1 floor.
"OH NO!"
DING
"BUUUUYYYY OUUURR COOOOOKIIIIES!" They roared and leaped at him, taking no prisoners. If you want to get the special teddy bear with the button eyes, that says "I love you!" whenever you squeeze it's left paw, you have be tough out there.
"BACK, DEMON SPAWN!" The girl scouts' victim shouted as he shook the girl scouts off his foot and back in to the elevator, holding them momentarily captive.
And, once again, Miroku avoided another mauling by angry girl scouts.
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"Miroku...you look out of breath..." Kagome tapped her chin with her pen thoughtfully.
"Kagome...I need you to give me that woman's complaint form." Miroku gasped.
"The one before? What will you give me for it?"
He sighed and dug around in his pocket. Kagome's eyes sparkled.
"Where did you get girl scout cookies?" she asked with delight, looking over the cookies, silently picking which one to eat first.
"Long story, alright. Will you please just give me her form?"
"Sure!" She handed it to him and grabbed the cookies out of his hand.
"YOU FRAMED IT?" Miroku asked in disbelief.
"Yep!" She happily munched on the cookie. "OOO! Thin mints!"
Miroku stared at her then at the picture frame containing the form.
Then she bent down suddenly and opened up her desk drawer and handed him a piece of paper.
"You can keep that one, if you like."
"AND YOU MADE COPIES?"
"Yep!" she said taking another bite out of the chocolate covered cookie.
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Miroku took the stairs this time. But, you see, the problem with stairs is that it actually requires physical activity. Well, that's all fine and dandy for a professional athlete, but for Miroku it was pretty hard.
But what did he care? He had the blessed complaint form! He had read it over 5 times already. Luckily for him, Miss Sango had scribbled her phone number down.
(A/N: Hoping to be the first to hear the news of his castration, maybe? Oh. That was bad.)
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He strolled in, doughnut at hand. He loved doughnuts of all kind. Powdered, glazed, frosted. He didn't care that he was a living breathing stereotype; you know, a pastry addicted security guard, he just wanted to get his daily sugar fix.
"You're going to get fat from all those cookies." Inuyasha said, watching Kagome as she munched away on the chocolate cookies.
"Like doughnuts are much better." She scoffed, offended. How could he criticize these little chunks of heaven!
"Do you see me drinking Slim Fast?"
"No. But I don't see why you don't like girl scout cookies," she picked one up and showed it to him. "Here! Try one! You'll like it!"
"Get that away from me!" He batted it from her hand where it rolled along the floor and landed on it's side innocently.
A tense silence fell over them as they both stared at it.
It's a just a cookie, Kagome reasoned with herself.
Yet...
She hadn't felt more rejected in her life.
(A/N: Why she felt so strongly about this, I have no clue. You should ask the author about it...oh...wait...)
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"Civilization! Thy name is top of stair case!"
(A/N: Miroku, Inuyasha, and Kagome work in a super large building.The lobby, where Kagome works is on the first floor, of course. Inuyasha works in the first floor also, just not in the lobby. And Miroku works on the 6th floor. But there are a lot of stairs in one flight...)
"Weirdo." A passer-by muttered and pressed the elevator button, and was immediately assaulted by girl scouts.
"MY LEG! OH GOD! IT HURTS!" The doors closed and the man was left to his doom.
Miroku shivered and quickly made his way to his cubicle, where he was safe. His posters watched over him like paper angels. That he liked to look at...from time to time.
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A/N: "Are you prolonging this?"Yes. "Why?" Because. "This story sucks!" BZZZZ! It has to be stated in a form of question! Away with you! To the pit of angry beavers! (Various smacking noises are heard)
Also, why Inuyasha reacted so strongly I'm going to reveal the in the next chapter.
NOW! REVIEW PLEASE!
Total times I said Miroku's name (counting author's notes.) : 16 (Holy crap.)
