Shaman King Fan Fiction ❯ The Shaman King Fanfiction of Unmentionable Horror ❯ Chapter Nine ( Chapter 10 )

Chapter Nine

 

There was a drawing from a doujinshi about Howl from Howl's Moving Castle doing jazzercise or maybe aerobics. So very very lazy.

 

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“We must venture to the city jungle,” Ryo said, straightening the darling hat he found in Scoop. “It's a reservation for hos. They gather in tiny colonies and live peacefully, pooling the money from…ahem…working to pay for the preservation of the jungle.”

 

Yoh unrolled a map of the jungle. They pointed the names to one large colony. “Look, dear,” Yoh said, “All my freakin' bitches stayed together! Here…”

 

And so, the Great Ho Hunt began!

 

Horohoro was saved by a pony-faced lady. She tackled him and pushed him through the sexy door to his left. Inside was an egg-ish chair. It spun and revealed Ren. He held a glass of Chi-ANT-ti. “I've been waiting…”

 

Manta was still in the hospital thinking about him…er…her. The freakin' nurse got pissed with the corpses around the hall and left forever.

 

As the once-pimp and one-ho hacked through the jungle, various bitches poked their heads from the bushes. Yoh thought of the diorama on Horohoro's head. It was gone since that birthday party. He had blown out the candles, but he was hammered.

 

Fueled by 17 ounces of hard liquor (yes, it was after sundown), the flames had become a large fireball, which set the scene ablaze. Horohoro was heartbroken, but cheered up to receive a dead hobo from Faust.

 

Faust was kicked out of the house for allegedly sleeping with Vash. So far, the brunette's plan worked…sort of.

 

They wandered into the deep and kind of smelly forest. After about two minutes, Yoh cut into a small clearing. It was not his hos, but they gave him some food for the journey. He shared it among the party, but these hos being who they were, could only offer crack and the dregs of a bottle o' Jim Beam. They lay drunk and high, watching naked people float around their camp. Some fine bitch dressed as a nurse left a map on Ryo's brand-new chest. Plastic surgery is pimpin'.

 

A/N- See? I do finish what I start! Thirteen chapters long, so only four more pieces of insanity to expose you to. A lot's happened since I last updated. I married Astro (not officially, I mean…it's a forum thing), met many people, and had a mysterious change in sense of humor. From now on San-O (NOT Sanosuke, I mean my friend Sana) is responsible for all usage of the word “sexy.”