Post by Fujibayashi Ryou on Nov 16, 2009 17:23:19 GMT -6
It was nine o'clock in the morning, on a beautiful Sunday. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and the wild (but domesticated...) boar baby Botan, miniature conquistador, was running a few blocks away from the Mizunagi residence, a flustered and slightly disheveled Fujibayashi Ryou in tow.[/size]
Now, how did this slightly ridiculous and affable (though probably it was not so laughable for our gasping protagonist) situation happen to unfold? Well, first, we must consider the circumstances that lead to this event. Fujibayashi Kyou, our hapless girl's older sister, guardian, bodyguard and many more, had an errand to run. It was an hour ago, after the twins had an early breakfast, courtesy of Kyou's simply awesome cooking skills, which Ryou often envied. Of course, Kyou had entrusted the wiggling potential piece of pork to her little sister, who, though not seeing Botan for the delicious meal it actually was, was greatly suspected and shunned by the brown, round creature.
It had to do with a time when Ryou tried to give Botan a bath; she could not give him food she cooked, because they usually have enough tranquilizing power for a small animal. The pig thought it was going to become a stew, bubbles and foam notwithstanding; it must have not been very informed about hot baths. The paranoia is engraved in Botan, still, even with the likeness of Ryou to its master, and the closeness and the familiarity between the two. Hey, humans can be more illogical.
And so, after some twenty minutes of enduring the supposed danger and gizzard-wriggling fear of being with the woman who would supposedly cook him (and it would be a culinary disaster, too), Botan decided to make his great escape. Not that he knew that his master would not be so near; she had gone by motorcycle to the neighboring town. Ryou, being in her home territory, was able to stop him from sneaking out, for a while; in Grandma's place, she had her wits in a more intact condition. However, the place was Botan's home territory too, and of course there were little paths and little corners that only Botan could be familiar with.
Which brings us to this chase between Ryou and Botan, in this warm, just-right weather, on the paved street. Botan can be quite fast, even for his small body. He shuffled his stubbly legs with the grace of a... hurrying... centipede. Only with four legs, but his legs seem to be multiplying with the rapidity she was using them.
Ryou was going to need help... but she felt quite embarrassed asking for assistance to catch... a pig.