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Thursday, April 14, 2005

sana-chan in wonderland episode 7: a helping hand
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*continued from yesterday*

"um, so, what was that?" kagome said anxiously.
"naraku must have tricked me!" inkenyo 2.0 answered, "i diddnt mean it, i promise!"
"its ok," sango said reassuringly, "it happens. he is like that you know."

"oh believe me, i know. i know all about you all!" inkenyo 2.0 smiled.

"thats creepy" inuyasha shivered pushing inkenyo 2.0 off him, "how do you know?"
"yeah," shippo replied, "sana and sabrina know a lot too! are you all mind readers?"

we all glanced at each other. they diddnt know that their epic saga was a tv show, and a manga comic book, plus a whole lot more.
"um, your all pretty famous, ya know?" i said trying to laugh it off (and quickly changing the subject) "so, mabey we can use this as a wepon aginst naraku! you could trick him, inkenyo 2.0!"

"no, he may be evil but not stupid." miroku said, glancing at inkenyo 2.0 looking her up and down. "my name is miroku, young lady. would you consider--"
"bearing your children?" she answered reading his t-shirt i made him in the last episode. she shook his hand. "no thanks, but hi anyways! ...um, miroku?"

"wha? where am i? ...who am i?" miroku gulped looking around.
inuyasha hit him on the head. "snap out of it!"

he did so. "uh? what happened? i just forgot everything for a second there."

inkenyo looked at her hands. "oh my gosh! after i shook his hand, and... that creep naraku cursed me!" she wailed, "im bloody cursed!"
"dont overreact," sabrina reasurd her, "im sure i can break it for you: I WISH THE CURSE BESTOWED APON INKENYO 2.0 WILL BE BROKEN!"

all the sudden sabrina doubled back. "who... where am i?"
i hit her on the head (which seemed to be the only way to break the spell) "diddnt work?" i guessed.

inkenyo 2.0 sighed. "its ok... i guess ill just find a way home... how do i get home?"

we all gulped. only inuyasha and kagome could go into the well.
"i could wish you back" sabrina offered.
"no! i mean, why?" inuyasha stammered, "she cant go back to her time all cursed and stuff! lets find a way to break it!"

inkenyo 2.0 blushed. "really? you'll let me tag along?"
"as long as you give me that shikon shard that made you fast."
she willingly agreed and gave him the shard. kagome looked a little troubled as sabrina and i exchanged worried glances.

****

"miroku?"
he turned around and saw inkenyo 2.0. "ah, hello. what is it you want?"
"well... i know how your curse is nullifyed by prayer beads, i was wondering if i could try some? i dont want everyone i touch to loose his or her memory, and i certainly dont wanna hit them."
"of course! why diddnt i think of that!" miroku said cheerfully, "just a second."

he shuffled through his pack ad took out some beads.

"put these around both of your hands and your curse wont be so bad. if you take them off though it will come back."
he put them around her hands.
"thank you, miroku." she smiled, "i dont know what else to say, but thanks."

miroku took this as an excuse to feel her up and she kicked him in the face.

"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?! I DONT WANNA BEAR YOUR CHILDREN I JUST WANTED YOUR HELP!!!" she screamed and ran out the tent. miroku felt his face and felt a perfect imprint of a sneaker.
he just simply said "ouch."

...TO BE CONTINUED!

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