Art and Crafts

We just had to run into then. Also, why did Rin have to give me her big, hopeful, brown eyes?
Then Jaken just had to make it worse by squealing his objections. I think I'm starting to get a headache. Maybe I should borrow that 'Advil' that Priestess always has.
Now my little ward is playing with the little demon kitsune with some 'glitter' and 'glue'. Rin was very generous with the glue and dumping glitter every which way.
When it came time to go, Rin flashed me her chocolaty, childish eyes and I somehow gave her a nod of approval. I have gone soft for this girl.
So we made camp with the Priestess, and my oh-so-loathed half-brother, and soon everyone was asleep, except for my half-brother, glaring at me from across the campsite. Getting bored, I picked up one of the glue containers and inspected it.
Trying to figure out how it opened, I finally twisted the orange tip and the white goo spilled out. Marveling in the strange feeling, I let the glue crawl down my hand, and let it drip onto my clothing.
After emptying its contents, I dropped the bottle and let the glue spill onto my other hand.
"What are you doing?" Inuyasha scathed, suddenly right by me.
Instead of answering him, I decided to clean the glue off via his red clothing. I mentally smirked as he gave me a look of disbelief and anger when Inuyasha looked down to my offending hand.
I took my hand away and let him look at the white smear over his clothing. Then Inuyasha reeled back his arm and threw the first punch.
Easily catching the clenched fist, I shoved Inuyasha into a nearby tree, and let poison secrete out of my claws.
Now, I suddenly felt the glue hardening, reacting to my poison. But in my sudden lapse of attention, Inuyasha shoved himself off of the tree and stumbled onto my glue smeared clothes.
When Inuyasha tried to jump away, he noticed that we were now glued together.
Great, so now I had his fist stuck to my palm and had my welded to his throat. Sighing, I wished I had glued my hand over his mouth.

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I woke from a peaceful night's sleep to hear bickering from Inuyasha and squabbling from Jaken.
"Inuyasha, sit." I said simply, hopefully ending the argument.
"Kagome! Come and get us out of here!" I heard his strangled cry. I sleepily walked around the corner, and came upon one of the oddest of scenes.
The great Lord Sesshomaru was holding Inuyasha's fist and neck, looking extremely bored, as usual.
Suddenly, Sesshomaru turned his blank expression on me. I tried not to look away, but I blinked furiously like an idiot.
"Miko, get..." He paused and let Inuyasha receive a hate-filled glare, "... this thing off of This Sesshomaru."
One glace at his serious face and I dove into my bag. I went through the too many pockets and finally found what I needed.
"No! Not that!" Inuyasha protested, seeing the bottle of the nail polish remover out of my bag. When I aproached the two, Inuyasha was trying in vain to rip himself free of Lord Sesshomaru, and adamant in saying how horrible it smelled.
Pouring the liquid into a rag, Sesshomaru's nose scrunched, but his reaction was nothing like Inuyasha's, who was already looking woozy. As I dabbed the damp rag onto Sesshomaru's hand and felt Inuyasha go limp, just like last time.
I sighed and moved onto the hand with Inuyasha's fist in it. Lord Sesshomaru made no movement as I did this, so I didn't bother to look up. For if I did look up, I would have predicted what would have happened next. Because all of a sudden, Seshomaru fell backwards, effectively tearing the clothes and hand from Inuyasha.
Shocked, I looked over to see that the Great Lord of the Western Lands Sesshomaru had passed out by...yep...nail polish remover.