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Chapter 62
The putrid concoction that smelled like a bizarre combination of ass and death is not the only thing my Mother used to do when I was young and sick. She'd sing to me as she'd stroke my hair and tuck me into bed. Her voice was the most beautiful thing. The memory still makes me smile...
So I made the mistake of telling this to Kagome and now she wants me to sing to the twins who've caught some type of cold.
I.
Don't.
Sing.
Bitch, I will make them the tea of many horrors and keep making it until the cows come home but nothing you can say will make me fucking sing to them. They're probably better off without knowing what that sounds like anyway. How do you know I won't sound like a dying animal, huh? Yeah, made you think twice didn't it?
I mean, she's not being pushy per se, she's just doing the thing that she does when I'm not doing what she wants. I hate the thing. Those little hums of disappointment. Those stupid sad, breathy sighs. I hate the thing but the thing ain't gunna work this time, Ka-go-me. This is one battle you're gunna lose.