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Tagging @revangerang @drosselmeyerwrites @elevenharbor @kates836

Just sharing here, might doodle it. But my Ba just called me that he needed an animal trap. Me instinctively am like, aw shit it's a possum or raccoon RIGHT? But he's making this kinda 'I'm not doin noyhin sus rn' kinda look, STILL WITH ME?

So me I'm like, well what type of animal is it? So I know the trap size. Like hell, could be a mouse right? This is where this grown man, starts looking like I've asked him where he keeps his stash.

He's mouthing the word, and I'm like bro- I'm bad at this game. He proceeds to get up and exit his house to tell me it's a cat. LOL Now my Ba has always pretends he doesn't like cats, but he's always been a real hush hush cat lover.

Meanwhile I'm cackling, asking him- why did you need to leave the house to say it? His response was, I didn't want to offend the dogs. Mind you, he has lil shihtzu dogs that will run from their own shadow.

He's outside showing where he's seen them and that it's between 3-4 kittens, and a mama- getting on the ground and shit. Then complaining that they got him outside looking for them when he's "old."

Then he speed walks to a neighbor, like hey maybe they have a trap. He's like super serious now. Like he's gonna get at least one, he's set. Neighbor is a no go, lol. So he has me looking the interweb for a freakin trap, cause he's got big puppy eyes and wants the lil black kittens like some dark overlord. Did I tell you he was upset the store is closed cause it's a Sunday and night time?!

Will update if we catch one. BTW IT IS DARK OUTSIDE.

Update: Told my husband and now he's looking too. But he's involved now because he too wants one...damn it this is not the way I was planning my Sunday night. LoL

Listen little sister

Her blade stopped short of the hanyo's throat, stilling her. She stared silently, as if daring her.

After the damn shikon had been wished away, they'd come to strained terms. While her older sister was still quiet and lethal, she wasn't trying to kill her anymore. So there was that.

"The otoko," she spoke sternly.

Her eyes narrowed confused, "Keh, what about him? You leave him out of this."

The blade did not so much as move, "The boy said to stop."

Meanwhile in the distance said boy, sat with a pout setting down his yellow backpack. As the sister's had their stare off, he finally grumbled, "I said I'm taking a break."

She smirked in satisfaction her brow raising ever so delicately, riling her younger sister's ire.

What fun times.

To her

He'd been training away from her for quite sometime. He missed her so much, however when the others heard his mother was a human that'd adopted him there were whispers amongst them.

Humans were fleeting, finicky things. Did she really miss him the same as he did her?

They had a break during the winter months, and he began the trek back home. To her. To his mother...right.

He'd arrived in the dead of night, sneaking into the still under construction temple. Looks like it still wasn't done. He crouched at the side of her pallet, gently tapping her shoulder, "Mama?"

She sat up, still groggy from her slumber, "hm?" And within a second she snapped around him, "Shippo!" Before she could stop herself, the tears streamed down her face.

"Oh mama," he started crying as well, "Don't cry, I'll cry too."

How could he have ever doubted her?

Just practice WIP

I'm not really sure if I'll finish it, but im hoping little doodle spurts will help rid me of my shoulder pain!

Time to go make some ghost friends, lol 🖤👻