AN: This came to me from a typo. It's probably the dumbest thing you will ever read but it's not to be smart it's to be funny! I hope you laugh untill you cry! I wrote this at three am, sorry if it's more stupid than funny. Leave me a little review to let me know what you think! Enjoy!
WARNING: I am NOT responsible for your or anyone elses injuries, or any damages to your or anyone elses property.
They all stared at each other. Kagome was sure that some Kami some where was rolling around laughing uncontrollably at this new turn of events. 'Naraku must be smoking crack. Do people actually smoke crack? What exactly is crack anyway?' Kagome shook her head violently, 'Focus. And not on crack smoking spider hanyous.'
“Uh...Huh?” InuYasha managed. As unintelligent as that normally would have been it was the first thing anyone had said since the latest incarnation of Naraku had been slain that everyone else fully understood.
“Hen.”
“Did he just refer to a chicken... again?” Shippo asked, Kagome nodded. She and the kit on her shoulder did all they could not to laugh at Sesshoumaru. It was funny, but not enough to die for.
“Monkey margaritas are my favorite pasta?” asked Miroku.
She couldn't help it, Kagome started laughing again. This was possibly the dumbest attempt that Naraku had ever made to get rid of them.
“M-monkey m-m-margaritas!” Kagome sputtered before bursting into gales of laughter.
“Kagome polka dance with Shippo to farting hippopotamus trees,” Sango stated, pointing at the the duo that were turning funny colors from their laughing fit.
As Kagome and Shippo rolling on the ground helpless against the giggles, a sharp female cry of “Buttercup!” resounded with a loud slap. Miroku rubbed his cheek with a goofy grin on his face. It seemed to get funnier every time. The first had been doughnut, the second had been eggplant, now he had just been called a frilly flower! It was passed the point of hurting. Breathing was almost completely impossible. Still Kagome and Shippo just couldn't stop.
“Milk my Sango for more cranberry sauce pickles!” Miroku shouted suddenly, almost seeming like he might have an idea.
Kagome held her sides as tears streaked her cheeks. She was sure if they didn't shut up soon she would literally die laughing. Maybe Naraku didn't have such a bad plan after all. Little Rin had giggled herself unconscious nearly fifteen minutes ago. Jaken had been booted off to kingdom come by Sesshoumaru when he just wouldn't shut up, and no one else could get a word of gibberish in edge wise. The obnoxious little runt had had them all in stitches to the point that even Sesshoumaru had cracked a smile. And not a 'you are going to die now' smile, but like a normal 'hey that's funny' smile. With as hard as he kicked Jaken, Kagome was not sure which smile was better.
Sesshoumaru wanted to roll his eyes. While everyone was spouting nonsense, which was normal, they way that it was happening was less than normal. If Kagome didn't stop laughing, she would be in very real trouble, but simply ordering everyone to be silent only served to worsen the situation, especially if he was the one talking. Not because it made them laugh, but because they did their level best not to laugh. The next one to speak would send them into a fit of body shaking wheeze inducing laughter. So far his idiot brother seemed to be the only one that could say anything that wasn't nonsense, which was truly sad.
He decided that he should calm the miko before she exploded something important, like a lung, or her heart, or her funny bone. He had never found a human's funny bone, but apparently they had such a thing. Perhaps that was why they were prone to such fits of overwhelming emotion. They had bones that focused on producing strictly one emotion each. He wondered absently if a human lost the emotion produced by a particular bone if the bone was damaged. That would also make sense.
He placed a clawed hand on the girl's shoulder and rolled her from the ground into his hold, forcing her to sit up right.
“Calm yourself, miko, least you injure something important,” He stated, not really expecting her to understand.
“Oh, oh! Sesshoumaru! It – It hurts! But I-I can't s-stop!” Kagome wheezed. She was very nearly royal purple.
“Hnn, it would seem that Naraku intends to write you into history as the ridiculous miko that died laughing. You shall be remembered as the idiot reincarnation of Kikyo,” Sesshoumaru sneered lightly.
“H-hey! Th-that's n-not funny!” Kagome snapped. All of her amusement died instantly, but her ribs still hurt like she had been beat with an aluminum bat.
“Indeed. If you are finished, This One believes he has found a solution,” Sesshoumaru stated calmly.
“Oh! I can understand you again!” Kagome smiled weakly.
“Indeed. Come. We will gather the idiots that are still babbling inanely,” Sesshoumaru helped her to her feet. She retrieved Shippo who had passed out from his own fit.
A simple touch was all it took to counter the spells effects, but the spell didn't ware off for several days. Sesshoumaru refrained from speaking to anyone during that time. No one dared to talk about the incident ever again. It had just been too weird. Although occasionally Kagome and Shippo would snicker after hearing Sesshoumaru's standard Hnn.