Thursday, June 15, 2006

   When Chibis Attack! Part 37
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Part 37: In Which There is Melodrama

Step out from behind the counter.

Step back, out of the way. The fireball scorches my wallpaper, and fills the room with the stink of burning glue.

"Wait just a damn minute!" Shriek the words calmly, inspecting the scorch mark. I like that wallpaper. And this is my house! And that could have been my head!




"I bear you no ill will, Great Beast..."

"I think I preferred 'Mummy'." Edge towards the fridge, muttering under my breath. "Though not by much."

"...but I cannot afford another delay. There are people relying on-"

"Yes, yes, that's nice. Cookie?"

Present Hakkai's neatly-arranged plate.




The look he gives me is not cute.

Not... right.

That little face, those huge eyes: he should be the cutest of the cute. But now...

"Your tokens are meaningless. Loyalty requires decisive action." Coldly, dismissively, he knocks that plate out of my hand.




Screw this.




Grab Chibi.

Ignore scalded fingers and nasty burned-hair smell.

"You - rrrgh! Let go!"

Hug.



"Help! For the love of-"

Hug more.

You were the cutest damn thing I ever saw. Why can't you just be cute? Even if it's a little out-of-character, even if it freaks me out when you call me Mummy...

Cute really suits you.

"Mrrf!"

I... miss you already.

Hug viciously.




"Mrrf... wuv... you..."

Barely heard that, but...

Relax grip, just a little.

The little body is limp.




Panic.

Lay chibi on table, now surrounded by enormous, staring eyes.

He doesn't move.

"Hey..."

Poke him with a finger.

Nothing.



Hakkai lifts the tiny wrist to take a pulse.

Oh my God...

Hakkai drops the wrist. He doesn't look at me.

I think I'm going to-

Hakkai fumbles in his pocket, and pulls out a cookie.

Waves the cookie under Kougaiji's nose.




Goku helps Hakkai put bandages on his bitten fingers, and Kougaiji rolls over: munching the cookie and mumbling in his sleep.

"Well, I think it's safe to say he'll be fine." Hakkai says, giving the sleeping chibi a vengeful little kick. Kougaiji's snoring doesn't even falter. "Though I'll get out the little stethoscope later to check."

"But..." Gojyo stares at me, white faced and shaking. "She nearly cuddled him to death!"

"Yes... I suppose we can say now that Aggressive Hug Therapy reverses the affects of The Drink. Speaking of which..." Hakkai rifles Kougaiji's pockets. The Little Prince giggles ticklishly in his sleep. "Ah. Here it is."




The bottle does indeed have curly letters.

"Where on earth did you find that?" I certainly don't remember buying it.

"Under the sink."

"You drank something that was under the sink? That's crazy!"

"See? That's what I said!" Goku chimes in triumphantly, though his triumph is dampened by the effort involved in stopping Gojyo from nicking whatever else may be in Sleeping Cutie's pockets.



"That's why I gave it to Kougaiji." Sanzo says, taking the bottle from Hakkai.

"Really?" The tone of my voice must have changed: the chibis have started backing away, even Kougaiji is surreptitiously rolling in the other direction. But not Sanzo... no, he's still staring at that damn bottle...

"Hell yes." He continues. "Think I'd test it on myself? I'm not stupid."

"Testing."

"Better than testing it on animals. And if he kicks the bucket, it's one less pain in my a-"




By the time Sanzo is returned to the table, I have the bottle, and all of his cigarettes... as well as what feels like a sprained wrist, and many, many little bite marks.

"You're DEAD!" He screams.

"You're LUCKY!" I retort in righteous rage. "If Goku weren't chewing on my ankle, you'd be flushed by now! You can let go now, damn it, Goku!" Shake free of the Vicious Chomping.

"Give it back!" Sanzo's fury is undampened. He leaps for the bottle.




There's something about Sanzo... jumping up and down, trying to get the bottle in my hand. His little sandals make a pitter-patter sound on the table, his blonde hair fluffs out, and his face goes cherry red.

It's cute. Really cute.

"That's so cute." Hold the bottle just out of reach.



He stops on a dime. He glares at me. He turns and walks away.

He trips over Kougaiji, who mumbles "More cookies, pwease!" and tries to use Sanzo's robes as a blanket.

Sanzo gets up, and brushes himself off.

He glares up at me, once again.

I smile. Still cute.




And he knows it.




He sighs profoundly.

"Fine. I can always get more cigarettes. We'll call it even... for now."

It must be hard to sound ominous when your feet go pitter-patter when you walk.

Hee hee hee!


Okay, who guessed that the cure would be hugs? Think Chibi, people, think Chibi!

And I'm leaving my current country for a month, so summer will be slow for this fic, but don't give up on me! I'll be back, and when I am, there will be cuteness!
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