Chapter 8

What Happens When You Mix BH and Philosophical Thinking

SCENE: A cool night in the outskirts of a country village. The hunters are still wearing the getups of their fellow members. Chocolate is attempting to wake Carrot out of unconsciousness, Tira is strapped to her dolly, and Marron is…wearing a diaper.

Gateau: "To put a man through this might be unforgivable but I’m sorry Marron we don’t have a choice"

Tira: "Yeah, gomen Marron! We don’t have the time for any more ‘accidents’, though!"

Marron: ::sucks on his thumb::

Chocolate: <shaking Carrot profusely> Darling, wake up!

Carrot: "…….."

Chocolate: <still shaking Carrot profusely> "Darling, WAKE UP!"

Carrot: "……"

Chocolate: :: cracks her knuckles:: "I SAID WAKE UP OR……"

Carrot: ::Carrot’s subconscious kicks in realizing that if Carrot doesn’t wake up NOW, he might never have children. A picture of a beautiful woman beckoning him is sent to Carrot’s tiny yet efficient mind:: "……wha- what? A beautiful girl all for me!!"

Chocolate: "Darling! Thank goodness you’re awake!!"

Gateau: "Damn, I wish he had woken up earlier to see himself as a beautiful bride….then he wouldn’t *need* a woman!!" ::laughs::

Carrot: "Dressed as a BRIDE?!?…..Chocolate, what did you do to me while I was unconscious?! I’ve told you before, I’m not a doll for your silly fantasies!!"

Chocolate: "But I *didn’t* do it!!"

Carrot: ::sighs:: "as long as no one saw me…."

Tira: "Don’t worry Carrot….only those people who happened to walk by the town square saw you"

Carrot: "Town Square?! That’s the busiest part of any town! This will surely ruin my reputation!"

Gateau: "Since when do you have a reputation?" :: stops then sighs:: "Just nevermind, don’t answer that….at least something good came out of that bar….drinking all of that sake has cleared my sinuses so as long as Dota doesn’t show up anytime soon, I think I’ll be ok….."

SCENE: The Stellar Church. Dota is flying….err standing in front of Big Mama who is looking thoughtful.

Dota: " I sure hope the Sorcerer Hunters come out okay from this mission"

Big Mama: "The façade of sincerity will lose all to the reality of paper-thin hope. The triumph always goes to the figure of leadership and restrain"

Dota: "Wow, Mama!…that is so deep!"

Big Mama: : "The heart is a threshold for those who encounter the emotion of their mirror image. The hearts that believe in the power of self destiny will defeat shifting priorities."

Dota: "Shifting priorities? Well… that actually doesn’t make much sense, Mama"

Big Mama: "Don’t underestimate the power of silence! More can be said through actions than a kiss at the Laundromat!"

Dota: "Laundromat? Mama….are you drunk?"

Big Mama: "Luck is an empty burden in the air maneuvering through the canals of disposition"

Dota: ::sighs:: "I hope the Hunters are having better luck"

Big Mama: "Luck is an empty burden in the air maneuvering through the canals of disposition"

Dota: "I know….you *just* said that!!"

Big Mama: "Dota, I think the time has finally come for me to tell you the secret I’ve been keeping for so long"

Dota: ::perks up:: "Secret? What is it, Mama?"

Big Mama: "Dota… You’re adopted"

Dota: "WHAT!? Of *course* I’m adopted!! That’s no secret! Everyone knows I’m adopted!!!"

Big Mama: "You’re taking this harder than I thought… Remember: Those who don’t forget their roots will have an unlimited crop of vegetables"

Dota: "I’m gonna go knock myself out for a couple of hours…."

SCENE: A cool night in the outskirts of a country village. Chocolate has her arms happily around Carrot who is bawling like a baby from his ruined ‘reputation’ (whatever that might be) Dota is flying…err standing in front of the hunters.

Gateau: ::quickly covers his face:: "YOU! Why do you keep showing up!? Now I’m gonna *AHH-CHOO!!* ‘cause I can’t *AHH-CHOO!!* and now I’m *sniff* again!!

Dota: "I’m sorry ….but Big Mama is driving me absolutely CRAZY! Please, can I join your group for a little while?"

Carrot: "Anything for you, Dota! And when we’re done maybe we can…" ::the inevitable happens and Carrot is smacked::

Chocolate: "Well, Dota we’d love to have but we really don’t need-"

Dota:"PLEASE!?"IcanhelpyouwiththesorcererbyboringhimtodeathbytalkingreallyfastbecauseitisaoneofmyManytalentsandhewillfalloverintoadeepsleepnevertoreturnandhewon’tknowwhathithim! …huh? ::looks around noticing everyone is asleep::

Carrot: "….hot mama…"

Gateau: "….just 25 more reps…."

Marron: ::gurgles::

Dota: "Whoops!" ::whips out the ladle to transform into superDota and wakes everyone of their deep sleep::

Chocolate: "Ungh….what happened?"

Tira: "I remember something about Big Mama…"

Dota: "Ohhhhh! That Big Mama!! I can’t stand it! She kept saying things like_"

Marron: "…Soul understanding has more profit for the beloved in quarter time than legends living in sorrow chambers"

Carrot: "What the!? Did he just say something intelligible?!"

Gataeu: "I wouldn’t exactly call that ‘intelligible’"

Dota: "Oh Nooooo! Big Mama has possessed him! It’s all over now!"

Chocolate: "Marron, say something"

Marron: "…bunnies! Ha ha!!…"

Everyone: *sigh* ….

To be continued previous chapters can be found at the SH cabana:< > I give my apologies to poor Marron-chan who is completely OOC. Eh….and maybe the story will advance next time ^_^;;

This spamfic was partly inspired by Dreiser’s Scenes From An Elevator-the king of all spamfics. All questions, comments (large sums of money) can be sent to: Plumb76@hotmail.com or Mikage_no_Miko@excite.com

Disclaimer: I did not create Bakurestu Hunters….I couldn’t have created them if I tried. All characters belong to their respective owners and no money is being made off of this fic (ha! Now *that’s* funny…) So ‘nuff said… Until next time, Bai Bai! ~Misha