1: The Curse and the Wooing Begins
:&:o:&:o:&: Thursday, December 1 :&:o:&:o:&:
It began like any other day for him as he walked home from high school.
A golden brown-haired boy strode home slowly in the cold December weather, cursing at the cold temperature when he sneezed.
"I hate winter," he growled to himself. "My nose is the most sensitive during this season."
He sneezed again.
Damn it. He was catching a cold. Without a second thought, he broke out into a run. He headed in the direction of the park…a great short-cut. As reached the entrance of the park, he slowed down to a regular walking pace.
He wrapped the scarf that hung around his neck tighter and made his strides longer. All he wanted to do was go home, start up the fireplace, settle down on a couch and drink a steaming hot cup of hot chocolate with a single marshmallow on top.
He shivered. It was only the first day of December and already, the skies were cloudy gray, threatening to rain or even snow.
"I just wanna go home," he sighed deeply.
It was then that a shrill shriek filled the air. Being a half dog-demon made him very sensitive to sound, so when he heard the scream, his dog ears flattened against his head and he winced.
"Aiee!" a feminine voice wailed. "I'm all wet!"
As he rounded the corner, he caught sight of the source of the yelling. It was a teenage girl with long, straight, black hair that reached a little past her waist…and the fact that she was sitting in a large puddle of rain water made him laugh for some apparent reason.
The girl opened up cold brown eyes and glared at him.
"What's so funny?" she asked thickly.
He just continued laughing. The girl growled and made a move to stand up, but ended dropping into the water again with a loud splash. She scowled. He laughed harder.
"Why, you…" she trembled with anger and embarrassment. "YOU BASTARD!"
He stopped laughing and started to growl. Bastard? He'd let no one call him a bastard.
"What was that, wench?" he asked furiously. "You wanna shoot that last comment by me again?"
"You and your language," the girl said sharply back. She stood up from the puddle and stepped out of it carefully. "If you don't want me calling you bastard, then tell me your name."
He answered, "Joey."
"Well, then, Joey," she sniffed. "Don't call me wench because my name is Amy."
"Wench suits you better," he mumbled under his breath.
She glared at him again, "What was that?"
"Nothing," he said with an innocent look.
Amy eyed him suspiciously and then shook her head, "Anyways, you're so rude, laughing at someone like that when they fall in a puddle."
"Well," he yawned. "The fact that it was you who fell made it funny."
Amy's hands balled up into fists. This bastard. He really was rude, no doubt about it. She'd have to teach him a lesson.
"Anyways, I'll be heading home right now. I shouldn't be wasting my time talking to some wench in the cold weather while I could be at home in a nice warm room drinking hot chocolate," Joey remarked dryly, starting to walk past her.
"Arg…" Amy's anger boiled up inside her. He'd called her wench again. She stared venomously at Joey as he continued strolling down the path of the park. When she saw him sneeze, an idea popped into her head. She started cackling.
Joey stopped in mid-step and turned around with an annoyed look.
"Would you stop it with that awful laughing of yours?" he said flatly. "It's giving me a headache."
Amy smiled evilly in response and said, "With all my miko powers vested within me, I place a curse on you, one that shall not be broken until both true love's first kiss is received and the words "I love you" fall upon their lips!"
Joey stared at her for a long before saying, "Are you a lunatic?"
She fumed, "Okay, you know what, buster? I'll make it harder for you then. The person will have to say "I love you" first and then kiss you second in that precise order, in the same moment! Both things will have to be filled with true felt love and it all has to happen while you're in your half-demon form!"
"You're," Joey rolled his eyes. "A hopeless romantic, aren't you?"
Amy restrained herself from strangling him. She smiled shakily, "You didn't hear what the curse was."
Joey turned his back on her once again and started walking off once more, "This is all absurd. I don't believe a word you just said."
"The curse is," she laughed. "That you will change into a dog every time you sneeze…and only sneezing again will change you back to your regular form."
Amy smiled smugly, "And, if the curse isn't broken in four weeks-this week included-right before it's December 25, you'll remain a dog forever."
By coincidence, Joey sneezed at that moment.
"What the-!" he exclaimed. A tingling feeling vibrated through his body. His eyes shut tightly when an overwhelming pain came over him next.
The next moment he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw were his hands…or rather, paws. He opened his mouth to scream in terror, but all that came out was a loud bark.
'I really did change into a dog when I sneezed,' Joey realized in horror.
"Aw," Amy cooed, now towering over him. "You're so cute! A dog with a nice coat of golden brown fur and with nice amber eyes!"
As if he didn't have the amber eyes before?
Joey growled, which came out as a dog growl and looked down at himself. His clothes had vanished...or in other words, he was dog naked.
'Ah!' his eyes shut closed. 'My clothes are gone!'
As if Amy read his mind, she said, "Don't worry about your clothes. Every time you change into a dog, everything you're wearing will disappear, but when you change back into your regular form again, the things you wore last time will be back on you again."
She sighed, "I'm not that cruel."
Not that cruel? Not that cruel! Placing this curse on him was cruel enough!
Amy turned her attention back onto him and kneeled down in front of him so she was at eye level with him. She tickled his nose. He sneezed. This time, all he felt was the tingling sensation through his body. When he opened his eyes again, he saw that he was back in his regular form-and yes, with his clothes and backpack on…the last things he'd worn.
"Your nose is so sensitive," Amy remarked. "That'll make you vulnerable to sneezing a lot. And about that pain you felt when you changed into a dog…don't worry about it. You shouldn't feel it again the next time you change. You only felt the pain because it was the first time when the curse took affect."
"Gee, that's nice to know," Joey replied back sarcastically. Amy glared at him and reached out and tickled his nose before he could do anything about it. He sneezed again.
'Aw, crap,' his eyes shut again as the tingling feeling went through his body again. True to Amy's word, however, Joey did not feel any of the pain that he had experienced the last time.
When he opened his eyes, he was, as expected, in his new dog form again.
"You really are cute!" Amy squealed, ruffling the fur on his head, which earned her a growl. "Okay, because of that, I'll give you a little hint about who your true love is."
She leaned in closer and pointed at his eyes with an index finger.
"Look out for the gray-blue eyes," she said simply. When he barked something, Amy blinked. "Are you trying to tell me something?"
She reached out and tickled his nose. Joey changed into his regular form again in a brief moment.
Amy smiled happily, "The more you change back and forth between your two forms, the faster your transformations should be. So, eventually, you'll be able to switch to a form in only half a second."
Joey ignored her statement and then exclaimed, "Do you have any idea how many people have gray-blue eyes!"
Amy just shrugged back, "You'll know who it is when you meet her."
"I'm sure glad it's not you," he spat, standing up. "If it were you, I think I would rather stay a dog for the rest of my life."
Amy's eyebrows furrowed together as she glared at him again. Joey took that as a warning sign and dashed off before she could say anything else-or do anything else-to him.
"I'm home," Joey said loudly. He took off his shoes at the doorway and made his way to his room. Once he reached it, he threw his backpack onto his bed before making his way to the kitchen.
He quickly went to the cabinets and began making hot chocolate. A few minutes later, as he stirred the thick liquid with a spoon, the voice of the girl, Amy, echoed through his head.
With all my miko powers vested within me, I place a curse on you, one that shall not be broken until both true love's first kiss is received and the words "I love you" fall upon their lips.
Joey plopped a marshmallow into the slightly steaming mug and grimly made his way to the living room. Once there, he sunk into an armchair, and took a sip of the hot chocolate. In front of him, the fireplace crackled with life, shimmering a warm yellow, red, and orange. Joey stared into the flames.
He couldn't believe it. The curse was real. He had actually changed into a dog when he sneezed.
"This 'curse business' is all ridiculous," Joey grunted. "Absolutely ridiculous."
He brought the mug to his mouth and took a large sip-which he nearly spat out when a furry and heavy bundle collided with his head.
"Joe!" a young boy's voice piped happily.
Joey responded with a choke.
After several coughs, he reached behind him with the hand that wasn't holding the mug, and grabbed hold of the tail of the fox demon child that clung to his head. When they were face to face, Joey snapped, "Ian, you moron! You almost made me choke to death!"
Ian chirped, "That was my goal to begin with!"
Joey glared at the small demon before him. Ian's green eyes glared back and then he jiggled around to get free.
"Let me go!" Ian whined.
Joey's hold switched from Ian's tail to his ponytail, held up by a turquoise colored bow.
"OW! OW! OW!" Ian cried out, grabbing onto his dark orange hair. "That hurts!"
After several minutes more of complaining, Joey was satisfied and let go of Ian, who then landed onto Joey's lap.
"One more thing," Joey said as he gave a small punch on Ian's head. "Don't call me Joe. How many times have I told you that?"
Ian's tail waved back and forth, "Dozens of times, Joe."
The fox child whimpered when Joey's fist contacted with his head again.
Joey sighed and sat back in the chair. Regardless of their fighting, he and Ian were very close to one another. Ian, along with a young human girl named Rin, was adopted by his brother Eric a year ago. Eric took favor with Rin, not really noticing that he'd made Ian the outcast. So, out of sympathy, Joey started to talk with the fox demon and soon, Ian was like a brother to him-even though, technically, Ian was really his nephew. The only strange thing was that Ian was more of a brother to Joey than Eric had ever been.
"So how was your day today?" Ian asked, settling himself into a comfy position on Joey's lap. "The usual?"
Joey stiffened. Ian felt it.
"What happened, Joey?" he asked with concerned eyes. "Was it bad?"
"Well, what is it?"
Joey hesitated, "Swear you won't tell anyone."
"I swear!" Ian chirped, his tail waving back and forth.
"No, really, you have to. You have to promise you won't tell anyone. Not anyone in this house, not anyone outside this house. This is a big secret. Got it?"
"Jeez, I got it! Now go on!"
Joey took a long drink of hot chocolate and then said simply, "I'm cursed."
Ian stopped wagging his tail, "That's your secret?"
Joey began muttering curses underneath his breath, "Yes, that's my secret. I'm really cursed! This dumb girl placed a curse on me that makes me change into a dog every time I sneeze!"
Ian blinked. Joey waited impatiently for a response.
"Well?" he asked gruffly. "You don't have anything to say?"
"Nope," the fox demon child piped. "But I do have something to do."
With that said, Ian turned around so that his tail was facing Joey's face and then he wildly flapped his tail against Joey's nose.
Ian stared open-mouthed in shock. One moment, his uncle stood in front of him…the next, a white-haired dog. Not knowing what to do, he did the first thing that came to mind. He burst out laughing.
"OH. MY. GOSH!" Ian gasped between giggles. "It's true. You really do change into a dog every time you sneeze!"
The dog-or rather, Joey-barked…which just made Ian laugh harder. Joey wandered over to Ian's tail, buried his nose in it and felt his nose twitch.
Ian, who by now was rolling on the floor laughing his head off, wiped the tears from his eyes and let out a scream when he felt himself being picked up off the floor.
"Just who were you laughing at?" Joey gritted through his teeth as he held Ian by the tail.
"Why, you, of course," Ian replied innocently, which earned him three punches on the head. "Ow…"
"If you do that again, I'll find a way to send you back to that orphanage where you came from!"
With that threat floating in the air, Ian didn't dare say another word.
:&:o:&:o:&: Friday, December 2 :&:o:&:o:&:
It was the next day. The curse was harder to hide than he'd thought. It being December, it was freezing cold everyday, which made him vulnerable to sneezing at any second. It was difficult enough to keep the curse from his brother Eric, who'd almost found out about the curse the other day when Joey sneezed at the dinner table. Luckily, he was able to escape the room while Ian quickly distracted Eric and Rin before they saw anything.
"What if I sneeze during school today?" Joey grumbled as he walked to school. "Then everyone will know about the damn curse…they'll probably blackmail me with it too so I'll have to do stuff for them."
He let out a frustrated yell and then ran the rest of the way to school. He'd talk to his best friend Mike about this issue later. Right now, he had to make it to class before the bell rang. As he bolted through the entrance gate and into the school courts, he looked at his watch.
"Crap, two minutes!" he said to himself, rushing through the school doors, toward his locker. Once he reached his destination, he took out two textbooks and notebooks, slammed the locker shut and turned to the direction of his math class. In his haste, he and another person collided with one another, everything they both held spilling onto the ground.
Joey heard the other person grumbling loudly as they both picked up all their belongings. There was one textbook left on the floor. It wasn't his so it must have been the other person's. Joey picked it up and held it out, seeing who the person was in the process.
"Oh, Kami…you!" Ashley Cooper hissed as she snatched her textbook from his hand and stood up. "I should have known! It's just like you to be late and to drag me down with you!"
"Well, for your information, it was an accident!" he snapped back.
"Accident! Ha! Yeah right!" she seethed. "Your purpose in life is to ruin mine!"
"Standing here and giving me insults isn't going to get us to class," Joey said as he began walking past her. He heard her growl.
"Bastard," Ashley spat loudly.
Joey stopped dead right in his tracks and stayed at that spot, even though the bell rang right then.
He slowly turned around, "What…did you call me?"
"I called you bastard," Ashley repeated with a sour tone, her eyes narrowing. "What, are you deaf?"
Joey made his way toward her, ready to shout at her in the face. However, when he made eye contact with her, everything he was about to say to her was forgotten.
Because at that moment, he noticed that Ashley Cooper had gray-blue eyes.
"Why are you staring at me?" Ashley asked in annoyance.
Heck. No. Ashley Cooper could not be his true love. That lurch his heart gave when he saw her gray-blue eyes didn't mean anything. Absolutely nothing at all.
Yet…he knew Ashley was the one who would break the curse. Trust the wench, Amy to make his life miserable.
"Okay, you know what? Forget you," Ashley said coldly and brushed past him to class. "I don't even know why I'm wasting my time here talking to you."
Then, he said something that he would never have said to Ashley Cooper if the curse hadn't been placed on him.
"I'm sorry, okay?" he gritted through his teeth. "I'm sorry for bumping into you. I'm sorry for making you late to class. I'm just sorry."
Ashley halted and turned around slowly.
"Did you…just apologize to me?" she stared at him. He stubbornly stared back.
"What of it?" Joey rolled his eyes.
"That's the first time you've ever said sorry to me ever since we met in elementary school," Ashley shook her head, walking towards class again. "The world must be ending..."
Oh, yes, the world was ending all right…for him at least.
All throughout the day, Joey found himself constantly staring at Ashley during class-as fate would have it, they had the same classes together ever since kindergarten- whether he liked it or not. She sat in the front seat in the row to the right of him. Only one word was in his head ever since the incident in the hall.
Joey sank back in his chair and closed his eyes.
'Why'd it have to be her?' he thought angrily. 'Why? We've been enemies since elementary school!'
The bell rang, signaling that class was over and that the lunch period had begun. Joey stood up, slung his backpack over a shoulder and stalked out of the room.
"Hey! Joey!" a familiar voice called out. Joey looked behind him and saw a purple-eyed male with black hair tied into a tiny ponytail…it was his best friend, Mike.
"What's up?" Mike asked cheerfully, giving Joey a hard slap on the back. "You seem sort of down today."
"Sort of?" Joey replied thickly. He looked to his left and then his right before whispering, "I have to talk to you about something really important."
Mike blinked, "Uh, alright. You want to talk about it now or in the cafeteria?"
"Is it a bad or good thing?"
Mike followed Joey to the cafeteria, stayed quiet as they both got their lunches, and then patiently waited for Joey to talk when they settled down at a table.
"Well," Mike said after a long period of silence. "What is it?"
Joey hesitated and then said quietly, "I'm…cursed."
"You say that all the time," Mike said, confused. "You always tell me that you're cursed because you're a half-demon…that you wish you were either a full-demon or a full-human."
"No, you don't understand," Joey said impatiently. "I'm really cursed."
Then, in a lower voice, he added, "I change into a dog every time I sneeze."
Mike's eyes widened, "Seriously?"
When Joey nodded, Mike excitedly asked, "Can I see you change into a dog right now?"
Mike yelped when Joey brought a fist down onto his head.
"What are you?" Joey exclaimed. "Nuts! You want all these people in this cafeteria to see!"
Mike frowned, "Good point…so, is there any way to break this curse?"
"My 'true love' has to say 'I love you' and then kiss me," Joey grumbled.
"And do you know who your 'true love' is?"
Joey pointed to the table diagonally from them. Mike followed his finger and spotted Ashley and her best friend, Betty.
"Betty?" he gasped. "My Betty is your true love!"
Mike yelped again when Joey brought his fist down onto his head a second time.
"No, Ashley is," Joey snarled. Mike rubbed his head painfully and then started laughing.
"I was kidding. Anyways, this is so ironic," he shook his head. "You two hate each other…and yet, you're each other's 'true love'? You know, this curse might not be bad after all…"
Joey glared at him, "What are you implying?"
"I'm just saying that something good might come out of this," Mike said thoughtfully. "You know, the curse didn't say anything about you having to love Ashley…all it's basically saying is that Ashley has to love you. So, just…date her to make her fall in love with you, have her break the curse and then break it off with her."
Joey's eyes brightened, "Good idea."
"But that's not the 'good thing that might come out of this'," Mike pointed out. "The good thing is that you might fall in love with Ashley and then you could both start a serious relationship. Did anyone tell you that you and Ashley make a good couple?"
The brightness in Joey's eyes vanished. He narrowed his eyes, "Say that again and you'll find yourself lying on the ground with bruises before you can say 'help me'."
"I'm just trying to make some positive comments to brighten up the gloominess of the situation!" Mike protested. "Besides, Ashley is a great person once you get to know her."
Joey coughed, "A great person? Are we talking about the same person here? The Ashley Cooper I'm talking about is the one that has been bothering me ever since kindergarten. She always yanked at my dog ears and attempted to braid my hair!"
"What kind of little girl wouldn't love playing with your dog ears? And braiding is a girl thing-it's a typical thing a little girl would love to do. Anyways, the Ashley Cooper I'm talking about is the one that's been a great friend to me ever since I met her. She always helps me as much as she can."
"Oh, yeah?" Joey snorted. "If she helps you as much as she can, how come she hasn't been able to help you with your lechery?"
"I did say 'as much as she can', didn't I? Apparently, my lechery is incurable," Mike sighed.
"So you say."
"Back to the point. Winter break starts tomorrow and ends on January 1. You're in luck. You have all of that time to get Ashley to fall in love with you. Judging by how you two care for one another, you're going to have to ask her out on a lot of dates."
"And as fate would have it, I live five blocks away from her," Joey added and rolled his eyes.
"Whatever choice you make will change your relationship with Ashley no matter what. But each choice has its own consequences. If you decide to play 'nice guy' and then dump her after the curse is broken, there's a pretty good chance that there'll never be a chance for the both of you to become at least friends ever again…on the other hand, if you decide to actually be a nice guy, you might fall in love with her and the both of you could stay together even after the curse ends. As your friend, I advise you to take the second choice."
"What gave you the idea that I would fall in love with her?"
"All I'm saying is that I'm not the one who can determine if you'll fall in love with Ashley or not. It's up to you and your heart. Give her a chance…then she'll give you a chance too."
:&:o:&:o:&: Saturday, December 3 :&:o:&:o:&:
He didn't want to do it. No, scratch that. He really didn't want to do it. Yet, in the early morning, Joey found himself heading to Cooper Shrine.
He'd only been to Cooper Shrine once in his lifetime, and that time had been against his will. He remembered that time like it had been yesterday. It was when Ian and Rin were first adopted a few years ago, and he was taking Ian around the neighborhood. Just when Joey was about to take him home, Ian spotted Cooper Shrine and insisted on going there. Before he knew it, Joey was chasing Ian up the stairs. And that was when Ashley Cooper had opened the front door, spotted him punching Ian at the head of the stairs, walked over to the both of them, snatched Ian away from him, and kicked him-literally kicked him…not to mention an enormous one-down the shrine stairs while yelling about how mean he was to kids. His grudge on Ashley Cooper grew ten times bigger that day.
"Kami, I'm begging you," he muttered under his breath as he stood before the front door of Cooper Shrine. "Do NOT let Ashley kick me down the stairs again."
With that being said, he rang the doorbell. Using his dog ears, he heard talking and footsteps a short distance beyond the door. The door slid open.
"Welcome to Cooper Shrine. How may I help…" Kagome trailed off before she was completely silent. She stared directly into Joey's eyes. He stared back.
And before he could say anything, Ashley slid the door shut again in his face.
Joey scowled and rang the doorbell over and over again until Ashley yanked the door back open.
"What do you want?" Ashley asked with an annoyed tone.
"You say I'm mean to kids," Joey grunted. "Yet, do you know how mean you are to guests?"
"I'm only mean to you," she replied sourly. "And is this all you came here to do? To tell me this?"
"No," Joey said, suddenly looking down at the ground. "I wanted to ask you something."
"If you could copy the answers to all the homework our teachers gave us for winter break?"
"Would you just let me talk!" Joey exploded. "And no, that's not what I wanted to ask!"
Ashley leaned back against the doorframe and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Then what is it?" she narrowed her eyes. When Joey didn't say anything for a long period of time, she snapped, "Is this a joke or something? I have stuff to do, you know. Kami, you've been pulling pranks on me since grade school!"
"Only because you kept yanking my ears and braiding my hair!" Joey countered, finally speaking up.
"I only did that because you kept calling me 'ugly girl'!"
"Well, I only called you that because you are one!"
That shut Kagome up.
"Oh, am I?" she said in a sweet voice. Joey gulped.
"Uh, yeah," he said, trying to stand his ground. He watched her smile. He watched her angry eyes. And he watched her hand as it lashed out and slapped him hard against the cheek.
"Have a nice day, Joey," Ashley turned her back on him and tossed her hair over her shoulder. She then closed the door in his face...again.
Joey brought a hand to his sore cheek, "Well, on the bright side, at least she didn't kick me down the stairs."
That afternoon when he called Mike and told him about what happened, Joey was answered with a long laugh. Joey drummed his fingers on the table he sat next to and impatiently waited Mike to finish his laughing fit.
"What's so funny?" he asked curtly.
He heard Mike quiet down and sigh on the other end, "Joey, you should take classes on how to ask a girl out on a date."
"I didn't do anything wrong! It was the damn wench!"
"You called her ugly. Never call a girl fat or ugly, Joey," Mike said with a serious and almost scolding tone. "I mean, come on. Even a little boy would know that."
"I'm serious. Anyways, just leave her alone today and come back tomorrow."
"I'll bother her to death before she can fall in love with me."
"Persistence is one of the keys to dating success, Joey."
"Yet, persistence never got you a date with Betty, did it?"
"I'm a special case."
"Yes, you definitely are special. In more ways than one."
"I don't know if I should take that as a compliment or insult."
"Take it as an insult," Joey said. He heard a voice yell his name from downstairs. "Hey, Mike? I have to go eat lunch. I'll call you some other time, okay?"
"All right. Good luck with Ashley. Keep me updated on any progress."
They both said their goodbyes. Joey turned off his phone and lay down on his bed, letting out a loud sigh. It was probably Rin who had called him to eat lunch. Either she or it was Ian. Eric worked on Saturdays and didn't get home until the evening…and even if he had been home, Joey was pretty sure that his brother would never call him down to eat lunch…it'd be a "waste of his time".
"Joey?" a small voice broke out from the door. Joey turned his view towards the door and spotted Ian.
"Hey, Ian," he yawned. Ian scurried over to Joey and jumped onto the bed, settling beside Joey.
"Lunch is ready," Ian piped. "You might want to get it while it's hot."
"What is it?"
Joey laughed, "Rin's favorite. If Eric were here, I'm sure he'd make us eat something else."
"What's wrong with cheese sandwiches?"
"Nothing," Joey smiled and ruffled Ian's hair. "Hey, can I ask you something?"
"Have you ever called a girl fat or ugly?"
Ian's mouth dropped open, "Are you kidding me? Don't you know that you're never supposed to call a girl fat or ugly? Even a little boy like me knows that!"
"Kami, this is like déjà vu…" Joey groaned.
It was evening. Joey tightened the red scarf around his neck as he slowly strolled through the park where his curse had been inflicted.
"I hate this place now," he muttered under his breath. He rounded the same corner he had turned the last time, half-expecting to see Amy. To his relief, Amy was no where to be seen.
Joey stood there for a few seconds before he turned around and headed down another path-the path headed toward the pond. Once there, he squatted down beside the large pond and surveyed the water. It was still liquid, but there were traces of ice in it.
"Hm," he murmured. "With luck, the pond will be frozen by Christmas so everyone can go ice skating."
Joey stood up and brushed himself off. That's when he felt a sneeze come over him.
'Shoot!' Joey cursed mentally as he felt himself transforming into his new dog form. He quickly looked around the area to see if anyone was there who might have seen his transformation. He let out a deep breath when no one was in sight.
It was getting late. Joey mentally sighed and started trotting towards home.
'Might as well head home even though I'm in this form,' he thought grouchily. 'I'll just have to wait until I sneeze again in order to make it home faster.'
He was so occupied with his thoughts that he didn't notice the person walking in front of him until he bumped hard into their leg. He immediately fell onto his bottom, so he looked like a dog in a sitting position. Despite himself, he let out a dog whine.
The person he'd bumped into was bending down toward him. Joey looked up…and nearly jumped out of his fur when he saw that it was Ashley Cooper.
A/N: Hope you like it! Oh, and here's some transformation.
Kami - God
Miko - Priestess
That's all, right:D Anyway, Joey don't like to be called Joe. Funny huh? Don't asked me why cause' I don't know myself. I have this friend and his name is Joey. Not to mention, he hates being called Joe. Dunno why…Lol. He's kinda weird though so there's no point asking.
I have other stories I'm doing but I have to tell you, I have a lot of time to update and everything so all of my updates are quicker than ever!
PEACE OUT; MAN!!!