WARNINGS: Oddity, weird POV, from the part during the beginning of the first Tournament when Rinku shows up to brag and the other guy (I can’t remember his name!) blows up the teacup. Yes, something from Harry Potter books has wormed it’s way into my fanfic.
By: Skylar Inari
The following excerpt was taken from the “Memoirs of A Traumatized Teacup” by the Ministry of Magic under the direction of Cornelius Fudge, The Minister of Magic:
My name is Bob.
I’m a teacup.
However, I’m not an ordinary teacup.
You see... I’m a witness to a horrible crime.
The murder of a fellow teacup.
It was Fred.
That freak killed Fred!
It all started when us five teacups, Bruce, Alec, Jim, Fred, and I were brought up to the Urameshi Team’s room.
For a while everything went right…I mean, normally.
Bruce was claimed by the loud, ugly human, and Alec was taken by the short demon that as Alec later put it “Had the softest lips ever to grace my rim.”. Fred was claimed by the weird…thing with a towel around it’s head and I was claimed by a red-haired boy with the most beautiful way of drinking tea I’ve ever seen in my life. Jim was left untouched. His drinker was asleep.
Then, all of a sudden Jim disappeared and reappeared in the hands of an intruder.
But he survived so it was alright.
Fred wasn’t so lucky.
Just as the little intruder was about to leave another bigger intruder appeared and glared…
A-at, F-fred…
A-and Fred was exploded.
See? I was there. I know the truth.
Fred was murdered by means most foul.
And that’s a fact.
Bob, was soon after this discovery placed in an Insane
Asylum for Normally Inanimate Objects. He is receiving treatment at this
moment for Teacupalis Mortalis, that is: Seeing The Death of
Teacups Everywhere.
~Owari~
That poor, poor teacup…