A/N- Uh... what's it been, an hour since that first chapter? Dur... Oh well! R&R! Oh, oh and thank ya, voodoo-coffee!
Disclaimer- Me no own Okami, hot dogs, Waka, dogs, clouds, the name Clara, pickles, mayo, mustard, lettuce, cheese, Celestial Paintbrush, Oki, Hannah Montana, smoke, the mall, Issun, the Jonas Brothers, France, CD players, Nippon, iPods, emos, Ebay, Weird Al Yankovic, giant squid, sushi, vegetarians, California, seven, million, billion, zillion, ghosts, K, T, cats, the Bible, and the beach.
Waka was staring at a vendor that was selling hot dogs. "Why are they called hot dogs?! Are they really hat dogs?! This world is sick and weird! I wanna go home!" Waka began to cry, yet again. He's kind of a baby.
A little girl walked up to Waka and patted his head. "It's okay, mister. It's not really a dog. My mommy says it's actually a cloud." The little girl's name was Clara. She didn't know what hot dogs were made of either. Nor does the author.
"I'll have twenty-eight! With pickles and mayo and mustard and lettuce and cheese! I don't have any money, but I do have a Celestial Paintbrush! It happens to be my tail..." Ammy painted on the vendor's face, grinning. She didn't get any hot dogs.
Ammy and Waka went off to find Oki. He was in a music store that was playing Hannah Montana at the current moment. "This music is so strange... and yet I like it!" And with that said, Oki had a dance marathon with the random person who appeared in the chapter before.
"GAH! Let me go! WHO THE HECK ARE YOU?! And also, author, if I'm going to be a random person, call me random guy 'cuz I'm a dude! And I'm not gay! ARGH!" The author came into the picture, yet again.
"I know you're not. I just decided to force you to dance with Oki to weird out the people that are reading this fanfiction." The author grinned and waved to the viewers of the fanfiction. "Hi peoples!" And with that, the author disappeared into a puff of smoke.
"WHERE DID THE AUTHOR GO!? AND DOSEN'T THE AUTHOR HAVE A NAME!?" Waka screeched the questions that plagued his mind. All the people in the mall were staring at him. Ammy had left to go find Issun.
"Well, she probably does, but I guess she doesn't want to give any info to anyone who happens to be reading this." Oki stroked his chin thoughtfully. "And also, do you think I should get the Hannah Montana CD, or the Jonas Brothers?"
Clara, from the hot dog stand, walked up to Oki and stole the Hannah Montana disk from Oki, muttering about how Hannah Montana was a freak or something.
"NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! HANNAH! DON'T LEAVE ME!" Oki broke down sobbing. He was also smacking the floor. Waka watched him. Waka's eyes were crossed.
"I can speak French!" Waka burst out, giggling like a dork. "And I live in a world where France doesn't exist!"
The author appeared again, a sad look on her face. "I'm sorry, Oki; there are no CD players in Nippon. And if you bought an iPod, you wouldn't have anywhere to charge it. Oh, and I'm here to ruin your lives. Especially Waka's."
The author disappeared again. Waka began screeching about how his life sucked and how he was gonna go emo. Oki was sucking his thumb and rolling around on the floor. The song in the store changed to Ebay by Weird Al Yankovic.
Out of nowhere, a giant, monster squid appeared! But then it died because squid don't live out of water. Ammy and Issun came out of nowhere through a puff of smoke.
"MM! SUSHI! I LOVE SUSHI!" Ammy and Issun and Waka and Oki ate the squid. The author didn't because 1) She's a vegetarian 2) She doesn't like squid 3)She was asleep at the time.
The author finally figured out where in the world they were. The author decided they were in California. And so they were. In fact-
"I live on my cat!" Waka burst out, interrupting the author as she talked boringly on and on and-
"So do I!" Clara shouted. "I'm seven years old, too! I bet you're, like, a million billion zillion years old! You look like it!" Clara died because the author was bored of the annoying little girl. Clara's ghost kicked the author.
"I hate you! You suck! In fact, go down to-" The author threw her hand over ghost Clara';s mouth.
"Shut up! This fanfiction is rated K, not T! Jeezums! Go to some other fanfiction if you're gonna talk like that!" The author licked her arm verily after saying these things, because she thought she was a cat in Bible days.
Then she disappeared, yet again.
"I'M BORED! LET'S GO TO THE BEACH!" Issun shouted to make sure everyone could hear him. And so, they went to the beach...
A/N- You can tell what I do if I'm bored. No continue if no review! Nyanya!