Chapter 1 - Jipcy's magic perfume

hi this is my first fanfic I hope you like it. oh and I dont own shinzo and allthat other stuff.please commit

The day was hot and tempers were also rising. “What is wrong with you?!” Binka shouted. She had asked Mushra to gather wood for the fire but, he had yet to do so. At this Binka was fuming. Yakumo had been trying to keep the peace but, as the day wore on it had become increasingly harder “Fine I’ll do myself!” Binka stormed off leaving the others confused or worried. “What’s her problem?” Mushra questioned. “I wonder,” Sago said sarcastically from his spot under a tree. ~ Binka was furiously picking up sticks for the fire. When she had finished she bundled them up and strapped them on her back. As she headed off she smelt something cooking. Kutal must have started dinner without her! Typical! “You better not be eating without ……me,” her last word trialed off, as she realized this was not her camp. “I assure you, dear, I am not eating anything,” it was a fox entern. “Something troubling you, dear?” it was more of an observation then an actual question and her green eyes held that ‘all-knowing’ look about them. “Binka, isn’t it dear?” she seemed amused at Binka’s confused look. “I’m Jipcy the all knowing gypsy, dear.” Binka tried not to laugh. “A gypsy named gypsy?!?” she could no longer hold back. “I’m sorry.” “Don’t apologize dear I get that all the time, jipcy said indicating a house on wheels. “Come in dear, come in.” against her better judgment, Binka set the bundle down and went in. ~ “Where could she be?” Yakumo’s motherly instincts were setting in. “She’s fine,” Mushra said. “She can fend for herself.” “Mushra!” Yakumo was shocked. “What he means is,” sago started, putting his hand on Mushra’s shoulder. “That she’s probably on her way back now and the most she’ll come across are some woodland creatures.” Yakumo, reassured, started looking around the woods near camp, the kittens fallowing. “Mushra, you’ve got to be more careful about what you say,” Sago whispered once he was sure Yakumo was out of range. “Unless your trying to upset Yakumo” “Of course not!!” ~ “Sit dear, sit,” Jipcy said pointing to a beanbag-like chair next to a table with a crystal ball in the center. “Boys are your problem, are they not dear?” Jipcy said once they were both seated. “Your problem, is it not dear, is that they don’t see things your way?” Binka could not believe her ears, these were her exact thoughts just moments before. “I have just the thing, dear,” she chimed, as she shifted through a bottle filled shelf. Binka took this opportunity to take in her appearance. Jipcy wore a purple turban around her head. Her ears were pierced in many places with dangling earrings. She also wore a great many necklaces from chokers to ones with heavy looking pendants. A purple shawl was carelessly rapped around her shoulders and her dark blue rap skirt barely reveled her bare feet. Jipcy’s black shirt was adorned with gold. “Ah, here it is dear,” Jipcy whispered, putting down two very different bottles. One was tall, thin and blue. The other was stout, round and pink. “Now, dear, listen carefully, this blue one, spray only you, the other young lady and the three children,” she was serious now. “Tonight, after you’ve done that, and only after that, spray this pink one over the campsite before bed and
the boys who trouble you will see things just as you do dear.” “Sorry, I can’t afford that,” Binka knew full n well she had enough. “Oh, I don’t charge dear. You can’t price happiness, now can you, dear?” Jipcy chuckled. So she sent Binka off with her wood and the perfume. ‘It can’t hurt to try can it?’ Binka thought. Through out dinner she debated with herself about it, until the boys started one of their stupid eating contests. “Can’t any of you act like civilized beings?” Binka lost it. “Blowing off chores! Eating like pigs! Disrespect for others! I’ve had it!!” she stormed to the far side of camp. The perfumes were in her pocket she could…NO! Yakumo and the kittens came over in hopes of making her feel better. “You know, their not all bad,” Yakumo said softly. “Their just different and don’t always see things as we do, but they try, ok?” before she could stop herself she found herself saying, “Yakumo, you want to try this new perfume?” Yakumo smiled softly “Sure.” Binka sprayed herself, Yakumo and ‘accidentally’ got the kittens in the process. Later after everyone else was fast asleep, she drenched the camp site with the pink perfume, leaving no spot unsprayed. As Binka lay back down she thought ‘things will start looking up tomorrow,’ and with a soft smile fell into a rest full sleep. Little did she know what the perfume’s true purpose was.

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