A/N: First of all, let me apologize for the wait. There's been WAY too many things happening all at once for me. It's been interfering with my writing like mad! But I finally managed to get this chapter out. Let's hear a big YAY!! This time it's Sango! Let the insanity begin!

Disclaimer: I no own-y...and stuff...

"Know your stars…Know your stars…Know your stars…"

"DEMOOOONNNS!!!" Sango proclaimed rushing in waving her boomerang around and destroying random things. The janitor cried for the seventh time that day after everything was once again destroyed.

"I see we're still a few sessions behind therapy, hm Sango?"

"T-they're all around!! MUST…KILL…THE DEMONS!!" Sango shouted, jittering from side to side with her boomerang ready.

"Mm-hmm…And how does that make you FEEL? Well, before we start, give her the gas guards!" A swarm of guards ran out with spray cans marked 'Calming gas'. They began to spray it on Sango who jumped back when silly string hit her.

"DAMN BUDGET!!" One guard yelled, opting to just smacking her into a calm state…Or rather a disoriented state, but it still worked. She fell into the chair with a plop and her head lolled to one side.

"Anyway…Sango…once mistook a tampon for a piece of candy."

"Hey! Hey! Hey! I didn't know anything about these 'tampons' before I met Kagome! So it's just obvious I would've mistaken it!" Sango said rubbing her head from the guards smacking.

"Even after you started to eat it?"

"…S-shut it!" Sango huffed crossing her arms.

"Sango…was caught in a bad spot when Kirara was in heat."

"A bad spot….?! That was more than a bad spot!! I could've been killed!! Luckily Shippo was there…Tossing him at her saved my life!" Sango stressed.

"….Man, that's a cruel way to treat your team mates."

"Actually, I think Shippo enjoyed it…" Sango said with a small shudder, "Besides, he was getting on my nerves. That kid points out the obvious WAY too much! It was driving me crazy!"

"Hence the therapy…Sango…Thinks the Peach man is sexy."

"What?! EWW! You mean that creepy fat guy from episode 57 and 58?! The one who was obsessed with a peach tree?! He could kill someone from sitting on them!" Sango went into hysterics before a thought struck her. "Wait…Was I even in those episodes?"

"Hm…From my information…No…But geeze, you sure are knowledgeable Sango! I would have never guessed you knew so much about him!"

"I guess it was because Kagome kept going on and on about him…and I saw a screenshot…" Sango shrugged.

"Sango…once used the pickup line 'I lost my puppy, hey! I think he went into that cheap motel over there!' on some guy."

"That stupid Monk must be rubbing off on me or something…" Sango trailed off with a sweat drop.

"Sango…thinks Jaken is the single most hottest demon around besides the Peach man."

"Wait, wait…How could I think that about HIM? Isn't he gay?" Sango said rolling her eyes.

"Oh yeah. Sorry! I forgot that you thought Totosai was even sexier!"

"W-what?! No!! NO!! That is just…ew…" Sango trailed off, taking on a green look to her face.

"You can't deny that you just love those flabby wrinkles that ripple through his face when he runs or rides his flying bull! Hey! It's almost like you have a growing list of the most sexiest demons! Peach man in third, Jaken in second, and Totosai in first! Oh, how wonderful!!"

"No!! It's NOT wonderful!!" Sango argued, waving a fist in the air.

"No, I'm sure you like it when Totosai is shirtless, and his wrinkly man boobs accent his grey body hair sticking out of-" (This was extremely hard to write, believe me…)

"STOP!!! AGH!! The mental images!! AHH!! This is absolute torture!!" Sango said trying to cover her ears in a vain attempt to make it stop. Evil laughter could be heard.

"Ok! Fine, we'll be moving on-" a very relieved sigh escaped from Sango.

"Or would you like me to continue?"

"No!! That's ok!! Moving on sounds great!" Sango said frantically.

"Ok then, Sango…wants to see Miroku get together with Shippo."

"You know, there's wrong…But then there's things that are just to disgusting to speak of, that being one of them!!" Sango said, her eye twitching.

"Sango…Wants to make a show called 'Pimp my sandals'"

"Well…" Sango said tapping her chin in thought, "Our sandals are awfully bland…I mean, come on!"

"Did someone say pimp?!" Miroku shouted bursting out through a paper background that two men were moving.

"WHY?! Oh merciful god, why?! That took all day to get here without ripping!!" one man sobbed falling to his knees. The other man rubbed his back.

"It's ok Tim…I FEEL YOUR PAIN TOO!!" the other man said falling beside him. They clung to each other crying. Miroku raised an eyebrow at them.

"Anyway…" he said pulling out all his bling and putting on a baseball cap backwards, "Where's mah homies at, yo?!"

Suddenly a group of rappers jumped out behind Miroku and began to fist bump and…other such things that rappers do.

"Get ready for the magic stick bleep bleepers !!" Miroku bleeped since that's what rappers do. He pulled out a…cane for lack of better words and blinded everyone with it's shiny-ness.

"CUZ I'MA P.I.M.P!! Fool' dat yo!" Miroku yelled in a really bad impression of trying to rap.

"A-HEM!! I'd like to keep the rapping to a minimum here people! Now if you please, shoo!"

"Waaahh! You hurt my feelings! I'ma gonna have to krunk you up now bleep !!" one rapper yelled sobbing erratically.

"THAT'S IT!! Screw therapy!! I'll have so much more fun KILLING YOU!!" Sango yelled jumping up in rage and throwing her weapon at the rappers and Miroku.

"Wait! Honey! Darling! Can't we talk about this?!" Miroku begged ducking again.

"NO!! Now take all your little 'homies' and GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!!" she screamed chasing him. They all ran for dear life.

"N-now…you know Sango…Scary."

A/N: Well, I hate rap. Yeah, that pretty much sums it up. I also like making fun of it whenever I can, which explains this. Sorry if that offends anyone, but that's just my opinion about it. I have nothing against people who do like it. So anyway, I hope you liked it! Read and review! Buh-bye!