Author's Note: Btw, all these characters are totally IC also. It's the truth.

SCAR-KE NO DENSETSU - CHAPTER TWO!

At some point in the Briggs Mountains, Father's huge van crashed and everyone was thrown off in different directions, many landing miles away. There is a perfectly logical explanation for how this is physically possible, of course, but I'll spare you the details. All you need to know is that it DID happen.

So. It was a bright and sunny day!

Actually, I'm totally lying, it was the middle of the night.

Mei, Xiao Mei, and Marcoh had landed somewhere DEEP in the barren wilderness of the Briggs mountain range, in the middle of a blizzard. They huddled together for warmth as they walked around aimlessly looking for some sign of civilization.

"I'm cooooold," whined Mei. "I wonder if Papa and Mama are okay..."

Marcoh didn't answer; he was being EXTRA emo due to their unfavorable situation.

They walked around. And they walked some more. After a long while of walking, they were just about ready to collapse and die of hypothermia when they saw... a run-down hut!!

"Wow, look!!" Mei exclaimed, forgetting for the moment that she was about to die of hypothermia. "What an extravagant house!!"

Remember that they are a hobo family, so this run-down hut is, like... Buckingham Palace in their eyes.

Well. Not to Marcoh. He used to live in a vast underground hideout before he was rescued by the Humane Society. But he was so cold and so tired, he wasn't complaining! Heck, he wasn't even being emo for a moment!

The girl, dog, and panda rushed into the house and breathed a sigh of relief. The hut wasn't ACTUALLY that warm, because the walls weren't insulated and there was no heat source, but at least they were out of the wind and snow!

Mei used her rentanjutsu to start a fire, because that's totally possible. After feeding it some sticks and firewood that had been lying in the corner, she shuffled around to see if she could find anything else to put in the fire. "Hmm, let's see... Hey, what's this?"

Sticking out of the floorboards was some sort of brown lump. Mei tugged on it, and it came free to reveal that it was an old, leather-bound book!

"Wow, a book!" she said, and opened it up. "Hmm, that's weird... it looks like a bunch of pawprints."

His curiosity piqued, Marcoh looked over her shoulder at the pages of the book. His eyes went wide and he snatched the book from her.

"Hey! Marcoh!!" Mei was about to scold him for stealing things from people, but she noticed that he seemed to be poring over the book intently. "What? Can you read that book, Marcoh?"

Well, of course he could. It was written in Dog!

As he read, Marcoh got a sort of sinking feeling in his stomach. This was not good...

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Yoki stood up and brushed himself off after being thrown off into a random direction and landing in a snowdrift. He huffed angrily and stamped his feet. "That's it! I've had it!!"

At that moment, Scar's head popped out of the snow also, and he asked, "With what?"

"With you!" Yoki screamed, pointing at his husband accusingly. "This would have never happened if we hadn't had to move from Central!" Scar sighed and opened his mouth to say something, but Yoki silenced him. "Nope, not another word! I'm through with you!! I want a divorce!!"

A panicked look arose on Scar's face, because that's totally a facial expression that he would ever make. "No! Yoki, calm down, you can't-"

"Oh yes I can! You have given me nothing but misfortune, Scar!"

Scar flinched. That was the first time in years that Yoki had called him by anything other than "Danna"! He tried to calm his wife down. "Yoki, you can't leave. You have no future without me. Think of who people will regard you as!"

Yoki paused for a moment. He hated to admit it, but his husband had a point. Scar was a professional mass murderer, and Yoki was his wife and accessory. He groaned in defeat. "Why do I always come back to you...?"

"Because you love me?" Scar tried.

Yoki smiled, and Scar smiled back. Then they joined hands and skipped off happily.

Oh my GOD, that is some disturbingly odd imagery.

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To be continued... whenever canon allows!