MST Disclaimer: Pioneer owns their characters. Bob is from Reboot, but I have no idea who makes it. Goku is from Dragon Ball Z, which is translated by Pioneer as well. Pikachu is owned by Nintendo, and put on video by Pioneer. ==-==-== MSTified! An MST of Warriors of Magic: Crisis of the Warriors Brian Burke Tenchii@hotmail.com http://members.xoom.com/Tenchiii/Homepage.htm ==-==-== Misa, Ayeka, Brian, Pikachu, and Goku walk reluctantly into the theater Taking their seats, they wait for the show. Bob watches from the control booth. Ayeka: Explain to me why we are doing this? Brian: You’ll see. Goku: Oh! I like surprises! The others look at him nervously. Misa: This will be different. Pikachu: Pika? >Warriors of Magic >By K'thardin Brian: I’m already scared. Ayeka: Oh, shush. He’s not that bad. Brian: No. I guess he’s not. Misa: Isn’t this the second chapter though? What happened to the first? Bob: It wasn’t bad enough to need a review. Pikachu: Pika! Pika! >Standard Disclaimer: Pretty Sami is property of someone else. >I'm just borrowing the characters for a time. Any characters I >make up, are mine, and if you don't know the difference you need >to go watch Pretty Sami! Heh. >Authors Forward: Again, I would like to take this opportunity to >thank all those that gave me invaluable input during the making >of this chapter. Arigato! BTW: BGlanders...don't worry, what >you asked for will be given to you in spades in the next chapter. Misa: Whatever that was. Brian: Wait a minute! NEXT CHAPTER!? Ayeka: We should prepare for a return. All: NOO!!! Pikachu: PIKA!!!! >^_^ Brian: Sure. Get a kick out of our misery! >Crisis of the Warriors Ayeka: How about Crisis of the MSTers? Goku: Why did you want me here again? Brian: If it gets bad enough, I’ll want someone to blast the screen. Goku: Cool! Pikachu: Pika! Misa: Never heard of ‘em. Brian: Kenny Wayne Sheppard? Misa: Oh. > "And for our last order of business...the Sensei-Master of >the Dragon-Kaiyo Warrior Mage Form, Goku: Kaiyo? As in Kaiyo-ken? Brian: Wouldn’t doubt it. >requests an audience of the >One Hundred and One Priests, the Queen elect of Juraihelm, >Tsunami; and the second in line, Ramia." Ayeka: Weren’t there 108 originally? Misa: I think so. Brian: Mark it down as the first mistake! Goku: Okay! > As the sound of the priests booming voice finished echoing >to the furthest reaches of the Great Hall of marble and gold, the >doors to it's entrance swung wide, to grant entrance to the >Sensei-Master. For a long few seconds, only the luke warm wind Misa: I wonder who it is? Brian: I bet I can guess... Pikachu: Pika? >from the outside blew into cathedral, purging the air of it's >stuffy and stagnant quality. > Tsunami took this time to breath in the air, enjoying its >quality of life and motion while she flashed a sultry glance at >her second in command and aide in the state of affairs of >Juraihelm, Ramia. > Ramia almost flinched in response, Brian: What ran up her skirt? Misa: Probably the story. Brian: Good point! >before leveling a sidelong glare that told Tsunami not only no, but HELL NO >in regards to her most recent pass. Misa: Now, I’m curious. Ayeka: As am I. Pikachu: Pika-chu >Tsunami sighed, wishing that Ramia wasn't such a prude concerning such >things. It >wasn't like Ramia wouldn't enjoy it...Tsunami was certain >that she could make it an experience that her long time friend would never >forget, and even...want more of. All: OH NO! Misa: She’s a... Ayeka: I cannot believe that Tsunami is a... Brian: K’THARDIN! WHAT ARE YOU THINKING?! Pikachu: PIIIKA!!! Bob: This is bad. Very bad. Goku: What? What’s wrong? Misa: K’thardin thinks that Tsunami likes girls. Goku: Yeah. So? There’s no reason to dislike girls. Brian: She means Tsunami REALLY likes girls as in... Goku: Oh... I didn’t think she was like that. Pikachu: Pika pika... >And ohhh...the things she would do with that gorgeous body Ramia sported to >satisfy her own appetites. She would take her again and again and... Brian: > Her daydream abruptly ended when a small drake flew inside >the Great Hall slowly. Using the blue tiles as his guide, the >dragon flew in near slow motion toward the slightly raised dais. Brian: I knew it. All: Who? Brian: You’ll find out. >He hovered above it for a short time, then settled himself down >upon it. His form then began to glow and change to a liquid >incandescent energy, which grew and reshaped itself. A man's >outline began to emerge from nebulous mass of power, a man's >kneeling outline. A span of time, that could only be measured in >a few grains of sand falling from an hour glass, and it had grown >more defined. He had white hair, and a white beard; black upon >black clothing, green piercing eyes admist a very sour scowl, and >general bad attitude about the whole situation. Misa: Oh, no... Ayeka: Him? Brian: Yup... Pikachu: Pika? Goku: Who is it? > He didn't look like he had any intention of moving from his >place either. > "Anata." Tsunami said softly and happily. Another of her >oldest and dearest friends...so old and dear that she'd taken to >calling him by the term of affection reserved for only those >closest to the heart. Misa: Figures. He and Tsunami. Pikachu: Pika.... >"What can we do for you, dearest Anata?" >It was also a term used between lovers and spouses. Ayeka: That man bothers me. Brian: Why? Ayeka: Why would Tsunami and him be together? Goku: Why? What’s wrong? Misa: When you’re free from this horrifying fic, read Heaven and Eternity. > The man visibly winced, because it was that much worse with >her...the capitalization of the pronoun was very real to her. He Misa: He doesn’t like that term? Ayeka: This is new. Pikachu: Pika! >trembled as he drew to full height. Not a very impressive >height, even Tsunami was taller than he. Ayeka: As are many others. Goku: He is kinda short, isn’t he? Bob: I’ve seen worse. >Yet still could you tell that great power radiated from him > Despite his power, he looked on the verge of tears before >the sour expression replaced itself on his face. Misa: I wonder what’s wrong with him. Goku: Beats me. The others look at him nervously. Brian: Goku, it’s Tsunami’s gender preference that bothers him. Goku: Oh. > "I have come," he growled, "to once again ask for my two >students to be released from their service here...so I may take >them back to the deserts of Ryoken and complete their training. >I have come to ask for Ryo-ohki and Rumia." Brian: First Tenchi, now these two. All he does is train others. Ayeka: Very predictable, to say the least. Misa: NO kidding. Pikachu: Pika! > "Impossible. You know this, Sensei-Master Cyraqs." The >one, dressed more ornately than the others, stated almost before >the words were out of Cyraqs' mouth. The hight priest himself. > "They were taken during a very critical time. Just >beginning to discover their real powers. You risk one of the 101 >schools of Kaiyo by not allowing me to complete their training. >Should I die..." Brian: Nah. Too easy. Misa: Then I’ll say it: “All will rejoice!” Ayeka: You don’t like him? Misa: Not much. Pikachu: Pika? Misa: I have my reasons. > "You know the Magical Realm is also in a period of >transition. Your two students have been called back to be used >by the queen elect Tsunami and the second in line Ramia for this >purpose. You have asked this one time every six months for the >past three years. You KNOW THIS!" Brian: Go away! Shoo! Pikachu: Pika... Misa: That was a bit lame... > Cyraqs' face tightened. "Please..." > "No. The decision is final." The priest pounded his staff >on the floor to signify the matter closed. > Tsunami's sensitive heart nearly broke as she felt the pain >come from he who was again kneeling on the floor. Every time he >asked...this happened, but even she knew the necessity. She >found that during this time there was no way she could have >existed without the aid Ryo-ohki provided, and she knew Ramia >could not possibly function without her kid brother. Perhaps in >a couple of years, when she was queen... > But as she saw him get up, will his walking staff into >existence, and turn to walk back the way he had come in defeat >once again; she wasn't really sure he would be able to handle two >more years. > She hadn't seen much of him for the last ten or so years, Ayeka: Gee, I wonder why? Misa: I dunno. Maybe Cyraqs has been hiding. Pikachu: Pika! >not since...not since he had left to 'carry on...' as he had >cryptically told her. If only she could figure out a way to help >him. She couldn't even allow Cyraqs to see Ryo-ohki, he was on >another world with the magical girl. As for Rumia, she knew >Ramia had him running almost non-stop errands to the far reaches >of this and many other worlds. Misa: All this time, and she still hasn’t figured it out. Goku: Figured out what? Pikachu: Pika? Brian: Ramia is against Tsunami. Goku: But, Tsunami likes her. Brian: Ramia hid her tracks well. Goku: Ah! I see! >There had to be some way to help >him. She was definitely going to have to talk to Oyuki tonight >about that. After certain pleasantries of course. Brian: With whom, I wonder? Misa: Do you REALLY want to know that answer? Brian: Not really. > She smiled languorously when she imagined the prospect. Oh >she was going to enjoy that. Brian: This is making me sick... Pikachu: Pika! > Cyraqs found himself brooding in the courtyard, sitting >down on the outskirts of a fountain, his staff on top of knees. > Anata...damn Bitch still calls me that. Misa: That’s no way to talk about her. Ayeka: Why did he capitalize that word? Goku: Beats me. Brian: Unless that’s his name for her. Goku: That’s not very nice! Pikachu: Pika pika! >A tear fell from his eye, and began the trek down his cheek. Still...I'm >gone for most of ten years, and she still...damn you. Goku: He sure has a dirty mouth. Brian: This is nothing. He’s much worse in H&E. Ayeka&Misa: Oh yes! Pikachu: Pikapi! Ayeka: Then, there’s JL. Brian: I’m not going there. For fear of whipping, I will NOT go there. Ayeka: By JL? Brian: No, by YOU! > And you won't give me the only thing that's been any source >of joy to me since I saw that I could not ever be anything you >would want. Damn that I cannot hate you for taking it all from >me. Brian: Cannot hate her? I didn’t think he had any feelings for her. Misa: There’s more than meets the eye. > Enough Cyraqs! That is not the reason...you know why! You >NEED to train those boys! There is a reason that their training >must be completed...the same fucking reason that the kingdom is >in this crisis! The same reason there is no ruler now! The same >reason they have had to train and test these new ones! They >could come...I could die! Without a second generation, we will >die! There must be a way. > Shrugging inwardly he made a decision. Brian: Don’t hurt yourself. Ayeka: That was harsh. Pikachu: Pikachu! > If they will not give them to me...I will go to them. One >way or the other, I will finish it. All: KIDNAPPING! > Cyraqs dreaded what he was about to do, standing outside of >this door...he truly did not want to talk to her. But she was >one who had one of his students under service. It was going to >be far easier to talk to her than to talk to the other one. > "Shit...this one's only going to be abusive while she >offers to jump my bones. Goku: Is this fic safe for kids? Brian: No. I don’t think so. Misa: Is this a lemon? Brian: What is this? Jeopardy? No, it’s not a lemon. Comes close, though. Ayeka: That had better not have a double meaning. >What could be so problematic about >that? I mean the other one's only going to rip my heart out and >stomp on it a couple of times." He quipped to himself bitterly. >He tapped on the ornate door, then casually shattered it. Misa: A bit brittle is it? Ayeka: Just a bit. Pikachu: Pika... > "Something the matter Master Cyraqs?" Ramia asked, not in >the least perterbed about her door losing physical cohesion. Brian: I bet she’ll casually blow his head off. Others give angry glares All: Brian! Pikachu: Pika!!!! Brian: I meant with a GUN! Sheesh... > Cyraqs closed the distance between himself and Ramia as she >worked diligently at her desk on some piece of paperwork or >whatnot, not even bothering to look at him. Without further ado, >and as politely as possible (if such an act can be done politely) >he pulled the pen and paper from her hands and set it aside, then >casually tossed the desk into the nearest wall. Misa: Been here done that? Ayeka: Probably. Goku: They sure are destroying a lot. > Her eyes twinkled as she looked up and met his. A half >mile formed on her lips when she asked, "Are you quite done?" Misa: (Cyraqs) Nah. There’s a whole world out there to demolish. > He said nothing for a moment, before his rough voice >finally spoke, "It occurs to me that the only reason that the >priests would say such a thing to me for the past three years is >if he had orders from those that held their service that any such >notion could not be entertained...no matter what." > "Oh did you just NOW figure this out?" Ayeka: He did have trouble seeing the obvious before. Misa: Tsunami was pouring out her heart, and he was as clueless as Goku. Goku: Hey! Misa: No offense, but it’s true. How many people did you mistake for King Kai? Goku: Only a few. Misa: One of them was a woman, one was an ogre, and one was a chimp. Pikachu: Pika pika pi! > He ignored the sarcasm, for the moment. "You risk one of >the warrior mage schools by doing this!" > She put her hands on her head, affecting a faint. "Oh >forgive me Oh Wise and Powerful Master! I didn't know the need >was so pressing that we couldn't put it off for a few years while >we correct a slight problem concerning the very HEART of our >beloved Juraiheeeepp!" Misa: It will be if she gets control. > For such a small guy, he was incredibly strong she noted as >he pulled her from her chair and threw her on the nearest wall, >and pinned her there. But then she had always known how powerful >he was. > He didn't hurt me a bit when he did that, she thought >happily. Oh you try to be all mean and menacing, but you just >can't do it right, can you? > "If I thought for a second that was your concern I wouldn't >be playing this game, like I have with the damn 101 priests who I >KNOW really think that way!" Brian: 101 people after her. THAT’S scary! Ayeka: Not as scary as this fic! Pikachu: Pi-ka! > And you still must feel something for me, she said to >herself when she noticed his body had pressed itself up against >her very gently. Brian: A lemon scene? Pikachu: Pika.... Ayeka: I hope it’s better than that other Sammy lemon. Misa: Anything would be. Goku: Is there something I’m missing? What does fruit have to do with it? Brian: Internet wise, lemon means sex. Goku: You mean they’re married? Others: I don’t think so! Bob: How BASIC is this guy? Pikachu: Pikachu! >You're still seriously messed up, aren't you? All: Yes, she is. > She put her arms around him gently; in counter point to the >tone of her voice as she said, "Don't think for a SECOND that I >don't love my world too! Tsunami is too soft...too weak to >rule!" Her face softened and she began to caress him sensually. >"She's not even a real woman. C'mon...throw away your feelings >for her. I can ease your pain...make you forget all about her, >like I did those ten years ago when you first found out what she >was. When you saw her and the Lady Yui kissing in the..." Misa: What makes K’thardin think that she’s a lesbian anyways? Brian: I shudder to think what the answer might be. Ayeka: You know, don’t you? Brian: As a matter of fact, I do. He said it was mainly because of OVA 2 of the Sammy series. Others think back. Misa: Sorry, you lost me. Ayeka: As well as I. Brian: You think YOU’RE lost? That OVA had little evidence to support his theory. Pikachu: Pika! Pika! >He let her go, and she landed on buttock's with an, "oof!" > "That was a mistake I made a very long time ago. One I >have no intention of repeating." He told her hotly. He walked >to the opposite wall and leaned against it. "Now, where is >Rumia?" > She pulled herself into a kneeling position, head bowed in >supplication, and hands before her. A near prefect imitation of >the same way Tsunami sat down, were it not for the mocking smile >on her face. "What if I don't tell you? Will you tie me up and >whip me? Hmmm?" Ayeka: I could help... That red haired one needs torture. Brian: Now, I’m REALLY scared. > Green energy crackled around him for split second before he >answered. "Yeah sure...tie you up and deliver you gift wrapped >to Tsunami. I'm sure she could find all sorts of uses for you." Goku: He sure is mean. Brian: When it comes to Ramia, wouldn’t doubt it. > Ramia lowered her head even more, letting her hair cover >the brief flash of disgust that had come over her. The thought >of having that...thing touching her repulsed her right down to >the core of her very being. No matter how much she told her >'friend' that she was not that way, Tsunami still tried to >convince Ramia to share her bed. Pikachu: Pika? Brian: Not yet, Pikachu. >His insult then would have been >one of the deadliest sort...had he not said it with as much >bitterness and self loathing as he did. > Poor bastard still loves her, she thought in both pleasure >and jealousy. Indeed you are messed up...my love. > Another thing that Tsunami had that she did not. His love. >Even though Tsunami had neither knowledge of it...nor would have >any clue what to do with it if she did. Ramia just didn't get >it. > She was smarter! Stronger! Better looking! A real woman! Misa: And a real pain in the ass! No wonder she’s not a queen! Ayeka: Business before pleasure? Misa: Or both mixed together? Brian: Why not? Works everywhere else. Goku: What does? Brian: She sleeps with others to get higher up! Goku: She must be well rested, then. Others: Not a chance! >Yet every single time it seemed that Tsunami was just one step >ahead of her. She had gained everything that Ramia could not. Misa: Tsunami got to them first. Brian: Most likely. Would explain why Ramia is number two. >How had she done it? Hell...she'd even gained the love of the >man that they had grown up with. > That wasn't supposed to happen! I love him! He was >supposed to be with me! She raged. He had been mine! She >remembered the month she had spent in his arms, giving him the >comfort and love that Tsunami would never be able to. That was >when he had finally found out about Tsunami...when he had caught >Tsunami passionately kissing Yui in Tsunami's private quarters. Brian: I’m getting sick of that reference. Pikachu: Pika pika.... >And Tsunami, poor clueless Tsunami, was probably still trying to >figure out why he was gone for most of ten years...even before he >started training his students. > Then one day he had rose from the bed he and Ramia shared. >A look of...pain on his face, and all she could see was that he >realized he had betrayed his feelings for Tsunami, by giving them >to another woman, however briefly. Without a word he had >left...and Ramia's relationship to him had been thusly, ever >since. Ayeka: That man needs help. Misa: That man needs a brain. Brian: -ing. Pikachu: Pika pika! > "She doesn't deserve you." Ramia told him. "She doesn't >even want you. We both know whose gorgeous bod she's REALLY hot >for." Brian: Unfortunately for her. > "Rumia. Where?" he replied emotionlessly. > "No." > He then sat up straight, and walked out of the room. At >the doorway he turned to look back at her, as she was still >kneeling. "Her tongue would freeze." Goku: What did that mean? Brian: Beats the hell out of me. > The satisfying sound of an enraged shriek and a desk >crashing from behind, followed him on his way down the hallway. Misa: A little pissed off? Ayeka: Just a little. > He grinned. She hasn't changed a bit. Then he grimaced. >Too bad she lets her darkness poison her soul. Brian: And the Tsunami factor doesn’t help much, does it? Misa: No, it doesn’t. Ayeka: A few years of therapy might help... Brian: It might help everyone. All: NAH!! > Ryo-ohki's claws raked across Rumia's face, as Ramia's >counter spinning kick nailed Ryo-ohki's upper jaw, splitting his >lip on one of his own fangs. Goku: Oh! A fight! I love a good fight! >Both pulled back, and circled each >other wearily, hardly seeming to be aware of their injuries, as >the blood leaked from their faces, staining the clothing they >wore. > They closed, locking forearms, then with a quick flurry of >blows, pulled back again. > He's stronger, they thought simultaneously. Much stronger >than before. I cannot hold back any longer. Misa: Then don’t! Don’t hold back! > Ryo-ohki pressed his attack again, feral and fierce >movements of a cat, pitting itself against the control and grace >of a bird. Each countering and attacking with the same will as >their spirit animal. Ryo-ohki stronger, Rumia faster; and each >highly skilled. Ayeka: Cats and birds are natural enemies. Misa: But, Ryo-Ohki is more than a cat. Goku: Then, what is he? Brian: Part cat, part rabbit. Commonly called a cabbit. Goku: Cool! > Ryo-ohki, realizing this fight was not going to be one this >way managed to push Rumia away, and full on punch into Rumia's >hastily raised cross block, sending him back a few feet. > Ryo-ohki knew he couldn't let Rumia get back up, so placing >his hands at his side he began a spell...suffused with his ki >energies, and unleashed it with golden devastating force upon his >opponent. It impacted nothing but the wall and a few garbage >cans as Rumia managed to recover in time and leapt into the >air...letting his animal spirit overcome him. Changing him to >look more avian...less human. Brian: Oh, the humanity...Wait, that’s gone, isn’t it? Misa: Ba-ad joke. Pikachu: Pika.... > "So then..." Ryo-ohki said needlessly. He too let his >spirit overtake him, his cat force streamlined his features, his >face and body becoming more feline. > Each began another death spell. Despite the fact that they >had both grown stronger, it was a fight Ryo-ohki knew that Rumia >had no hope of winning. This fight was pure strength, pure >animalistic hunger that consumed all in it's path, and he was >always stronger. His friend was handing him victory. > Damn, those that made it have to be this way. > With a wordless scream, each thrust their hands before them >and focused his power at the other, literally tearing loose from >their bodies. The scream was soon drowned out by the roar of the >explosion as their two powers met in midair, struggling to >overcome the other, fueled by the wills of the two warrior mages. >Locked in this battle of wills, neither could turn from the >other...not even as the golden power ate the purple, and struck >the bird with a thunderous force. Brian: Battle’s over. Good triumphs. Goodnight! Pikachu: Pika! Brian: (charred) O-kay. I’ll stay. > Misao struggled against something in her sleep. She could >see in her dreams, a great battle being fought. A boy...the one >she saw before...the one that helped her, was fighting for his >life against another. Each began trading blows of the kind she >had never even seen, much less conceived of. Soon they began to >change, each becoming stronger, more inhuman. Misa: This fic is inhumane! Ayeka: I agree. Pikachu: Pika! > She tossed and turned...or at least tried to, for her body >could not keep up the fight, yet something drove her on as she >whimpered and gave small peeps of terror, and something else, as >her dream kept playing itself out. > In it she saw the boy, the one she felt connected to, be >beaten back by the other's tightly controlled strikes. She could >feel him pulling his punches. She could feel him not dodging >strikes, not fighting to full potential. Goku: Usually a good idea when fighting to do that. But... Misa: But, he’s getting his ass kicked! > Why? FIGHT! Don't let him kill you! She shouted >helplessly in the way that dreamers are sometimes helpless to >control what they see. Don't let him hurt you! Please Rumia... > She knew his name. She knew him as she knew herself, yet >did not question this, the same way one does not question many of >the things in life that one takes on faith...it's simply >something that was known to her. > Instinctively she reached out tried to shield him from the >other's blast, knowing that there was nothing she would be able >to do as the beam of golden power shot through the air toward the >one she wished to protect. > Somehow Rumia pulled up and away before it hit. She gasped >in both relief and terror when she saw he got away, but what he >had become... Ayeka: A bird? Misa: A plane? Brian: Super-Idiot? Pikachu: Pika! > He had what seemed to be long and straight feathers >protruding from his arms and leg, his hair had grown spiked and >outward in a kind of mix between feathers and hair, and his >facial features had grown more avian...like a bird of prey. But >the eyes were the most changed...they were a bird's eyes mixed >with that of the fierceness and determination that she had never >seen in them before, but that he seemed to welcome back as a long >lost friend. Brian: A mutant! Ayeka: Eww... > Yes, she was scared at first, but only at first. The >terror faded to be replaced by wonder, as the colors of the >feathers began to shimmer under the purple light that had begun >to emit from his body, in counter point to the gold that she saw >from the corner of her eye. > Soon the glowing of the two became a near incandescence of >energy that tore loose with soundless fury, and exploded against >each other in a billion billion colors and light. Brian: Ooooo.....colors.... Misa: Now, you’re scaring me. > It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. Yet >terror overtook her again, as the gold climbed up the beam of >purple, devouring it with a hungry intensity, and striking the >avian boy mage-warrior. > His wounded shriek caused her to scream and bolt upright in >her bed. Brian: Check the sheet! Goku: Why? Brian: She was just scared, right? > Grasping her chest, as her lungs refused to pull in any >more air she fumbled toward her dresser. Driven by an urgency >that had no name, Misa: Since when did urgencies have names? Ayeka: Beats me. >she grabbed her inhaler, and pulled some of the >foul liquid into her lungs, barely even allowing it to stabilize >her breathing, before she ran out of her house as fast as her >legs would take her. Brian: Run like the wind, girl! Misa: You’re getting better. Pikachu: Pika! > Sasami made an unhappy "Hmmm..." sound in her sleep. >Something was missing she was sensing. Something was not right. > She twitched and rolled, as she subconsciously looked for >what it was that was not there. It was something important. Pikachu: Pika? Misa: Blanket? Ayeka: Pillow? Goku: Complete set of Dragon Balls? Bob: OS upgrade? Brian: Never mind! Misa: I probably don’t want to know. Ayeka: Hentai. Brian: And proud of it! >It kept her all cuddly and safe from the things, real and imagined, >that was in the dark. It made her worries and cares much less. > Hell, it even relaxed her, made her feel very good when it >was near in some...indescribable way. Brian: Not going to say it... Misa&Ayeka: YOU BETTER NOT! > Her hand brushed a stuffed animal. Yes, that's right...it >was fuzzy. But it had it's own heat, it's own life to it. Not >like this rabbit of polyester and styrofoam stuffing. It had a >nice steady heartbeat as she held it to her chest, which kept her >warm in a way the blankets never cou