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That Awkward Moment When...
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This is another image that goes with a story unrelated to Sess/Kag... although that wig looks mighty familiar...
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Sango frowned in confusion at the object in her hand. She was at Miroku's place, and had been headed to the back when she had tripped and overturned a box sitting in the hall. In her rush to put everything up, she had nearly overlooked it. But there it sat now. A long, silver wig.
Now, Sango knew Miroku was a pervert but this... she tried to think of who they knew with silver hair, and she paled. In the living room, the door opened.
Miroku walked in, a smile on his face that quickly morphed into abject horror at the sight of the silver hair in Sango's hands. He decided to act quickly. He leaped over the couch and snatched the wig out of Sango's lax grip. Miroku sprinted to the patio and hurled it over, watching in satisfaction as it flew sadly through the air.
"Miroku, what the hell...?" Sango asked faintly.
Calmly shutting his patio door, Miroku responded smilingly, "I don't know what you mean."
"But..."
"I. Don't. Know. What. You. Mean." Miroku said firmly, his eye twitching.
Sango sighed and let it go. She was probably better off not knowing.
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I wonder if it was one of Sesshomaru's spare wigs XD
Story for this pic:
Sango frowned in confusion at the object in her hand. She was at Miroku's place, and had been headed to the back when she had tripped and overturned a box sitting in the hall. In her rush to put everything up, she had nearly overlooked it. But there it sat now. A long, silver wig.
Now, Sango knew Miroku was a pervert but this... she tried to think of who they knew with silver hair, and she paled. In the living room, the door opened.
Miroku walked in, a smile on his face that quickly morphed into abject horror at the sight of the silver hair in Sango's hands. He decided to act quickly. He leaped over the couch and snatched the wig out of Sango's lax grip. Miroku sprinted to the patio and hurled it over, watching in satisfaction as it flew sadly through the air.
"Miroku, what the hell...?" Sango asked faintly.
Calmly shutting his patio door, Miroku responded smilingly, "I don't know what you mean."
"But..."
"I. Don't. Know. What. You. Mean." Miroku said firmly, his eye twitching.
Sango sighed and let it go. She was probably better off not knowing.
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I wonder if it was one of Sesshomaru's spare wigs XD
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16.09.2012 15:25:03
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