Disclaimer: Yes, I own PoT, and make a lot of money from it every year.-wakes up- Awww···
A/N: People are so cold nowadays...
After a long search for Marui, (they found him in the vegetable section of Walmart don't ask why) it was time for the fated therapy session to begin. No one could have anticipated the illogical horror of what awaited. And Yanagi fainted.
"GASP!" Gasped/said: Marui and Kirihara."JACKIE'S GOT FANGIRLS!" And they proceeded to run around in circles like completes idiots, chanting, "JACKIE'S GOT FANGIRLS! JACKIE'S GOT FANGIRLS!"
"Ne, Niou-senpai, JACKIE'S GOT FANGIRLS!" Squealed Kirihara, tugging at Niou's shirt. Niou twitched and pushed Kirihara away. "NIOU-SENPAI!" Whined Rikkai's baby brat, "LOOK!"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm looking, now stop bothering me brattling." With that, Niou flicked Kirihara's forehead, and walked away in some random direction.
"GASP! YOU KILLED MY BRAIN!" Screamed Kirihara, as he rushed to his mommy er··· Yukimura-buchou.
"There, there Akaya, Niou will suffer for it later." Said Yukimura as he petted Kirihara's head affectionately, while giving Niou his YOU-WILL-SUFFER-LATER-BIOTCH smile. And Niou just gaped. This was SO not fair! Then his brain melted into a pile of goo and he died. Metaphorically of course. DUH. And then, you know what? The therapist's door opened. YAAAYS. And we can all read what the story was supposed to be about, (you know, RikkaiDai therapy and all) and just stop dragging the whole thing out, and yeah.
"OH NOES!" Cried the Rikkai regulars, slapping their hands to their cheeks. Yes, even Yukimura and Sanada and Renji did it. IT WAS THAT BAD. Just then, Kirihara and Marui decided to start running in circles like retards screaming, "I DON WANNA GO TO THE DOCTER! AUGH! A DOCTER A DAY KEEPS THE APPLE AWAY!"
"No, no it's: An APPLE a day keeps the DOCTER away." Corrected Marui, then continued running in circles like a retard with Kirihara. From under the pile of prunes-er···fangirls? Jackal said feebly:
"Help··· they smell like old cabbage···"
"Poor him···" muttered Yaguu, just standing there and watching Jackal suffer.
"Are you people coming in or what?" Asked the therapist, who was an old man with a white beard and a big, round tummy that jiggled like jelly. NO KIDS, NOT SANTA CLAUSE.
"SANTA CLAUSE!" Screamed Kirihara and Marui, then started running at the therapist with their arms outstretched. Apparently, their IQ's are equivalent to infants.
"AUUGGHHH!" Screamed the therapist. (Well, you would scream too if two teenage kids came running at you right?)
(Insert large scuffle scene, involving pulling Kirihara and Marui off Santa-er···Mr. Therapist and Jackal and everything going in finally because the authoress is to lazy to write the )
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"You're not Santa Clause?" sniffled Kirihara sadly.
"No...I'm sorry kid, but I'm not Santa..." Muttered the ex-Santa. "Um..just making sure...you guys were the ones who signed up for group therapy right?"
"Yes, we are." Answered Sanada, taking in the sight of his teammates. Marui and Akaya were rocking on their feet moaning something about Santa, Jackal was still hyperventilating, Niou and Yaguu were looking at the still fainted Renji. And OF COURSE Yukimura was just laughing at his teamates pain. LOL!
"Since you are the first group therapy session we've ever had, we'll play a few games to introduce your selves to me okay...?" asked the therapist warily as he studied the regulars. At this, ALL the regulars minus Yukimura dropped down on their knees, shaking their fists at the heavens.
Hmm...I don't even know what to think about this chapter...And I don't even know if people are reading this crap anymore...So new rule!
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