KNOCK KNOCK!

"What are you doing at my residence at this ungodly hour?"

"I…I… I… Had a h-horrible nightmare…"

"And this pertains to you showing up here in your pyjamas….how?"

"I-I was scared…"

"And now you're not. So go home."

"Sess….Sesshoooooomaruuuuuuuu!"

"Cease your infernal racket, wench. There will be no blubbering in my presence."

"S-so… can I come in?"

"No."

"Thanks, Sesshomaru; I a-appreciate it. Do you have any tea?"

"Are you deaf, you silly little woman? Did I give any indication I did not mean my refusal? And stop going through my things."

"Aw, it's ok, I know you're just shy."

"Tired: yes. Aggravated: yes. Severely annoyed: yes. Shy: no."

"Mmhm that's nice…"

"Were you listening, wench?"

"Something about how you hate everyone and they should all die. That's what you usually say. Oh! Am I right, am I right?!"

"You are the most frustrating creature I have ever met."

"Aw, I'm special to you? That's cute."

"DO NOT pat my head."

"But…but…"

"Never. Again."

"Hmph! Fine. You're no fun."

"Why, thank you."

"Don't be sarcastic. It's not nice."

"I am not nice."

"Don't put yourself down…"

"I was complimenting myself."

"Ego much?"

"No. So why are you forcing your company upon me again?"

"Oh right… It was s-so scary… It was the w-worst nightmare ever…"

"Wonderful. And now that you have disturbed my sleep, drank my tea, and have calmed down, you can leave."

"But… I'm still scared…"

"So go bother someone else."

"I can stay here tonight? Great!"

"Wha- Grrr…If patting my head is out of the question, what in kami's name makes you think hugging me is acceptable?"

"Hehe…I'm going to go to sleep now! Thanks for cheering me up!"

"Is your brain functioning properly? Wait, that was a pointless question; of course it isn't."

"Hilarious. I'm going to take this bed, ok?"

"That's my bed."

"So find a NEW one."

"I think not."

"Well, I think yes!"

"…"

"Ok… so that didn't make sense, but still, go find another bed."

"There are no other beds. I have no need for another as I don't receive guests."

"Too bad, sleep on the floor. I'm going to bed."

SHUFFLE SHUFFLE

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!"

"Sleeping in my own bed, whether there is a screeching wench in it or not."

"That's not what I meant and you know it!"

"I don't understand what the problem is."

"WATCH YOUR FREAKING WANDERING HANDS!"

"No."

"I-wha-you-I- huh- I-AHGGGG!!! I give up!"

"Good, now go to sleep."

"Pswh, like I can NOW. I'm going to have nightmares again…"

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Ugggg… I did another one… someone just shoot me…

Or better yet, shoot my writing.

This story has been brought to you courtesy of the monkey on crack that lives in my brain. He's found a buddy-a hermit crab on speed- and they've decided to have a party inside my head.

I blame the pet store.

Updated: 5/9/07