Sanzo bit down harder on the filter of his cigarette.
“Hakkai, just tell me why Goku has ears and a tail,” he ground out.
“Don’t forget the cute little whiskers! And the adorable little kitty-teeth!” Gojyo interjected loudly in a baby-talk voice, and then started snickering.
“Ah, well,” Hakkai started, and then fell silent.
Sanzo waited.
Hakkai opened his mouth, and then got distracted by the sight on the hotel bed.
Gojyo was standing on the end of the bed, swinging the crescent blade of his shakujou about, while Goku lunged after the shiny metal. The other bed had already been pushed cockeyed, covers disheveled, and the little table the hotel provided had been knocked over.
Hakkai’s perennial smile got a tad tighter.
“Actually, Sanzo, I haven’t the faintest idea,” he answered. “Gojyo, I really don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“Are you kidding?” the kappa answered, somehow managing to keep his cigarette in his mouth while cackling like a drunk fishwife. “This is hilarious.”
The edge of his crescent blade swiped along one of the walls, gouging a furrow in the green-rose patterned wallpaper. Goku threw himself after it, claws scratching eight deep marks in the wall, and Gojyo jerked his weapon, sending the crescent blade sailing out from under Goku’s nose.
The ...boy growled angry and went after it again.
“Just find some way to turn him back,” Sanzo ordered.
“Someone is going to get hurt it you continue,” Hakkai informed Gojyo.
Goku lunged forward as Gojyo turned to face Hakkai, his boots leaving dirty marks on the top of the blanket.
“Stop being such a mother hen,” he said, “no one is going to YAAAGH!”
Huh.
It turns out that even with those little, tiny fangs, Goku could still bite through leather quite easily.
“I really think these trousers are quite beyond repair,” Hakkai called cheerfully through the bathroom door at little while later. “Oh, and be sure to be quite generous with the iodine,” he continued, “we can only guess where Goku’s mouth has been prior to-”
“Yeah, I get it, Hakkai!” Gojyo yelled through the bathroom door and then returned to swearing.
Sanzo turned another page in his newspaper. Next to him, Goku was tugging at his hair like he was trying to locate the now-vanished ears. He switched to rubbing at his butt like he was mourning the loss of his tail. Also, The boy keep opening his mouth and rolling his tongue about in an irritating way.
“Sanzo,” he said. “My mouth tastes funny. I think I need meat buns.”
“We already ate dinner,” Sanzo said automatically and then paused.
Swearing was still coming from inside the bathroom. He flicked his wrist, the Gold card appearing between his fingers. “Hakkai, go get me some more smokes. And feed the monkey while you’re out.”
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ninetydegrees
Don't Feed The Kitty
on 2007-11-26 01:54 pm (UTC)“Hakkai, just tell me why Goku has ears and a tail,” he ground out.
“Don’t forget the cute little whiskers! And the adorable little kitty-teeth!” Gojyo interjected loudly in a baby-talk voice, and then started snickering.
“Ah, well,” Hakkai started, and then fell silent.
Sanzo waited.
Hakkai opened his mouth, and then got distracted by the sight on the hotel bed.
Gojyo was standing on the end of the bed, swinging the crescent blade of his shakujou about, while Goku lunged after the shiny metal. The other bed had already been pushed cockeyed, covers disheveled, and the little table the hotel provided had been knocked over.
Hakkai’s perennial smile got a tad tighter.
“Actually, Sanzo, I haven’t the faintest idea,” he answered. “Gojyo, I really don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“Are you kidding?” the kappa answered, somehow managing to keep his cigarette in his mouth while cackling like a drunk fishwife. “This is hilarious.”
The edge of his crescent blade swiped along one of the walls, gouging a furrow in the green-rose patterned wallpaper. Goku threw himself after it, claws scratching eight deep marks in the wall, and Gojyo jerked his weapon, sending the crescent blade sailing out from under Goku’s nose.
The ...boy growled angry and went after it again.
“Just find some way to turn him back,” Sanzo ordered.
“Someone is going to get hurt it you continue,” Hakkai informed Gojyo.
Goku lunged forward as Gojyo turned to face Hakkai, his boots leaving dirty marks on the top of the blanket.
“Stop being such a mother hen,” he said, “no one is going to YAAAGH!”
Huh.
It turns out that even with those little, tiny fangs, Goku could still bite through leather quite easily.
“I really think these trousers are quite beyond repair,” Hakkai called cheerfully through the bathroom door at little while later. “Oh, and be sure to be quite generous with the iodine,” he continued, “we can only guess where Goku’s mouth has been prior to-”
“Yeah, I get it, Hakkai!” Gojyo yelled through the bathroom door and then returned to swearing.
Sanzo turned another page in his newspaper. Next to him, Goku was tugging at his hair like he was trying to locate the now-vanished ears. He switched to rubbing at his butt like he was mourning the loss of his tail. Also, The boy keep opening his mouth and rolling his tongue about in an irritating way.
“Sanzo,” he said. “My mouth tastes funny. I think I need meat buns.”
“We already ate dinner,” Sanzo said automatically and then paused.
Swearing was still coming from inside the bathroom. He flicked his wrist, the Gold card appearing between his fingers. “Hakkai, go get me some more smokes. And feed the monkey while you’re out.”