Credit goes where credits due, and I own none for the characters in this bit of whimsy. All the respect in the world to Rumiko Takahashi and the astounding amount of creativity that went into the masterpiece that is Inuyasha.
"No, no, Sango." Kagome laughed into the phone the next day, jumping up to sit on the counter and bask in the sun that came through her kitchens window, "She seemed really nice when we spoke on the phone. She kept calling me, 'Child.'"
"I don't know," Her friend responded, sounding reluctant, "Sure, Kaede-Obachan may be nice, and Kohaku sure seems to like her, but, Kagome. A janitor. Really?"
Kagome grinned, "I have an interview next week." Sango had been her most precious friend for as long as she could remember, so it was easy to understand her worries, but Kagome couldn't help her pessimistic attitude. "I've never been a Janitor before. Who knows? It might be fun."
Original posting date: 3/02/2013
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