Of Angry Ninjas and Missing Ghosts and Demons

The ninja was starting to get worried about the continued disappearance of a certain poltergeist and demon. They couldn’t get into too much trouble, could they? Well, Beej could . . . and he might have been able to talk Minias into something. No doubt the ghost had a con in mind that would require the demon’s assistance.

Therefore, now that she was appropriately concerned, the ninja set off in search of them.  First, she went to various bars, asking if they had seen a crazy blonde in a striped suit and ridiculous magenta shirt, accompanied by a guy with curly brown hair.  No one had.  So she went to the local whorehouses.  And found nothing.

“Arg!  Where are they?!”  She could easily summon Beej, but she wasn’t sure if she could summon Minias.  Which was why she was searching the old school way. 

Annoyed, the ninja found her way to a Starbucks.  After she had paid and gotten her vanilla bean frappachino with a shot of caramel, she turned and say the pair at a table in the corner.  She assumed Minias had something from behind his coffee cup because Beej started laughing.

Apparently, they were not aware of the ninja’s presence.

Quickly, the ninja made her way to their table.  Still, they were oblivious.  In fact, they didn’t know she was there until she set down her drink on the table.  She crossed her arms, her hip cocked to the side.

“Hello boys,” she said quietly.

They gulped and looked at her.

“Hey, babes,” Beej said with a nervous laugh.  “Have I mentioned lately that I love you?”

“Why did you leave?”

“We just wanted some coffee.”

“For two days?”

“Uh, well, Miss Ninja, there was the casino as well.” Minas said nervously.  He really hoped the ninja wasn’t too angry.  From what Al told him about what the girl wanted to do with Nick . . .

“For two days,” she repeated.

“Yes.”

She was silent, thinking it over.  “Did you win?” she finally asked.

“Duh,” was Beej’s reply.

“Oh, okay then,” she said happily.  The ninja picked up her drink.  “Awesomesauce.  Now, you’d best come back.  Minias, you’re Alyss’ demon for the month, remember?”

“Yes, I remember,” he said with a sigh.  Then his eyes widened in shock when the ninja smacked the back of his head.

“Good.  See ya later!”  Then she vanished in her red ninja-poof.

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  1. So Minias isn’t dead like Kim-san has hinted? It sounds like he is getting around. I hope Newt doesn’t read this. 😉 Antonio

  2. She vanished in her red ninja poof!… Love that! I loved the whole thing. I really love your writing. I told ya that before. I love the style, the dialogue, the story, the characters and, um…oh yeah, the humor. You smacked Minias in the head!? That’s priceless!

    • Yup. I gave Minias a Gibbs-slap. Thank you so much, Phil-kun!

  3. You found them! That’s fantastic, I know Alyss will be happy. I heard she was tired of making her own coffee.
    Kylie, I love your work. Your dialogue always sounds so natural & I love how your humour shines through.
    Oh yes, we need to get those boys some cell phones!!!

    • Really? Thanks, Jenn-chan! *blinks* Beej does have a cell phone.

  4. You give him a right smack again!!!
    *laughs*
    You know, I know HAVE to write a response to this. LOL.
    So much for sleep 😛
    😉

    • *wails* It ain’t mah fault! 😀

  5. […] friend of mine, Kylie from the Nasties, wrote this blog post today – https://woobiespeaks.wordpress.com/2010/04/21/of-angry-ninjas-and-missing-ghosts-and-demons/ and unable to help myself, I had to write a part of my own. Here we […]

  6. Well hell *slaps forehaed* Minias=coffee. We should have checked the Starbucks first! Cute Kylie Ru.

  7. Haha! Kylie you seem to be keeping all these demons in line! Maybe Kylie is….an escaped sister of Newt?!? ;-). I like your writing, Kylie!


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