Hey guys! This is my first fluff piece, so it might not be that good.
Disclaimer: Me does not of the owning of Yu-Gi-Oh. However, all your base are belong to me.
Atem woke and slowly opened his eyes. Not that it made much difference, however. 7:30 in the morning and still dark out. Atem mentally shook his head. It was never this cold, dark, or rainy in Egypt, so the change was a little disorienting.
He heard a muffled "mmph" from the mass of covers that resembled Yugi. Had it not been for the sound, no one would have known what was beneath that lump. Atem sat up and at glanced at his look-alike. Yugi squirmed slightly beneath the covers, occasionally letting out a small squeak. Atem grinned and slide slowly to Yugi's side of the bed.
"What's wrong, Yugi?" Atem whispered softly, so that he wouldn't wake Yugi up.
Yugi's tossing and turning paused. "Black… berry…" he muttered softly.
"What blackberry, Yugi?" Atem said quietly, trying desperately not to laugh at his partner's antics.
"Bad…" Yugi said, his hand twitching and his back arching slightly.
"Aw," Atem said soothingly, putting his hand on Yugi's chest. "Don't worry; I'll protect you from the evil blackberry." Atem whispered.
Yugi muttered something incomprehensible and turned over, going back to sleep. Atem smiled and then began to change his clothes quickly in the low heat. Yugi's sleeping habits could veritably be considered hibernation, especially in the winter, and Atem probably wouldn't see him until sometime after the sun rose.
Atem left the room and was met with a strong, fluorescent light. He staggered backwards and blinked furiously to clear the large black spots from his vision.
"That's odd…" Atem thought, rubbing his eyes. "Usually Grandpa doesn't like to waste electricity while he's working in the shop."
"Ah, Atem!" said Grandpa cheerfully. "I'm glad you got up before I left."
Atem cocked his head in confusion. "Left?"
Grandpa nodded. "Professor Hawkins has invited me to join him in some important research. I'll be back in a week."
"You couldn't have given us a little warning?" Atem laughed. "I mean the others are going to be spending the night here, is that still OK?"
"You're 5016 years old, my boy, I'm sure you can handle a week on your own." Grandpa said, chuckling heartily. "Of course it's alright for the others to come over, just don't burn anything down. Say goodbye to Yugi for me, alright?"
"I will. Although he'll be disappointed that we won't be spending Christmas together." Atem said.
Grandpa looked sad. "I know, but he seemed very intrigued. Yugi will understand." He laughed. "This has actually happened once before. Yugi and I decided to celebrate Christmas in summer that year."
Atem nodded. "Well, have a nice time." He said, and then bade Grandpa goodbye.
Soon after Grandpa left, Atem busied himself by attempting to prepare a breakfast of French toast for his sleeping Yugi. As a knock came at the door, Atem abandoned his risky attempt to cook and went downstairs to answer it.
"Happy Holidays!" Tea yelled as soon as Atem opened the door.
Atem laughed at her enthusiastic greeting and welcomed her in. "Sorry, Yugi's still asleep."
"Yes, of course." Tea said, obviously having some experience with the matter. "But I have a solution!"
"What's that?" Atem asked.
Tea made her way to the kitchen. "Had breakfast yet?"
"I was working on it when you got here." He said, slightly confused. "What does that have to do with anything?"
Tea took the unfinished French toast and started frying it. "Trust me, you'll find out."
After the French toast had turned a nice golden brown and was sufficiently buried in powdered sugar, Tea carried a plate of it out to the hallway. "Watch and learn, Atem."
She slightly opened the door to Yugi and Atem's bedroom and held the plate of food right next the crack. They waited for about three seconds before a pajama-covered arm reached out and grabbed the plate, shutting the door on its way back in.
Tea scowled and knocked on the door. "What do you say?"
"Thank you!" Called Yugi's voice from inside, slightly muffled from the toast he probably already had in his mouth.
Atem and Tea laughed. "I'll remember that trick." Atem said happily.
A few hours later, Joey and Tristan showed up too, bearing empty stomachs. They talked and laughed about unimportant things, until it was late at night and they had set up sleeping blankets and pillows in the bedroom. Everyone took turns changing into their pajamas in the bathroom for privacy.
Yugi looked over their makeshift housing. "So, um, Tea can have the bed…"
"Score!"
"And everyone else can have the sleeping bags."
"Aw, man…"
"Why do we hafta get the floor?"
"Quiet, guys." Atem said commandingly, stepping into his sleeping bag. "Be grateful for what you have, and take this as an opportunity to be a gentleman."
"Yes, Atem." Joey and Tristan said simultaneously, lying down as well.
"Goodnight Yugi, goodnight guys."
"'Night everybody."
"Goodnight."
"Sleep well."
"Blackberry..."
"Say what?"
"He's already asleep."
"Let's follow suit, alright?"
Tea woke up slowly. "Huh, it looks like I'm the first one to wake up." She thought.
She got up and opened Yugi's curtains. "Oh my gosh!" she exclaimed. When she opened the curtains she was met with the surprising scene of a good 4 feet of snow.
"What…?" Yugi mumbled, coming over to her. "Whoa…" he said as he saw the large amount of snow.
"What the heck are you guys talking about?" Tristan asked.
"It looks like you guys aren't leaving at noon." Yugi said, showing him the scenery.
"It looks like we aren't leaving at noon." Tristan repeated.
"What are you guys doing?" Atem asked. "And why are you all staring out the window?" He walked up to the crowd and looked down. "Can snow fall in such great quantities?!" he asked incredulously.
"Yeah, it can." Yugi said. "So I suppose everyone's just going to have to stay here until the snow melts or someone clears it off."
They entertained themselves until it was mid-evening. The gang was in the bedroom, taking turns playing on a handheld as they talked.
"Whaddya got ta eat, Yug'?" Joey asked, clapping Yugi on the back.
Yugi thought a moment. "Well, we have eggs, some parts of a cow, pancakes…" he said slowly. "I just you just have to pick one and-" Yugi was cut off by a strange, heavy sound. The room became pitch black except for the light that emanated from their handheld game. The heater turned off and the computer shut down. The power had gone out.
"Aw, man. Power outage." Tristan whined.
Tea sighed, using the game she held as a sort of flashlight as she sifted through Yugi's drawers for a real one. "Don't worry, they don't usually last that long."
"Tea, my underwear is in there!"
"Oh, I'll let you see mine if you want, then."
Yugi blushed so violently that he practically glowed in the dim light. "We'd like to see yours, Tea." Tristan said sneakily.
Tea glared at them. "Oh no, Tristan. Yugi's special."
"Well, what about me?" Atem asked. "I respect Yugi as an honorable friend, and I don't believe that adultery is the-"
"Adultery?!" Yugi yelled and hurried over to Tea to keep her from looking through all of his belongings. "Tea, I know we've been friends for a long time, but boundaries, please!"
Tea smiled sympathetically and patted him on the back. "I understand if you've never seen women's underwear, Yugi."
Tristan and Joey burst into laughter. Yugi blushed even brighter. "So what if I haven't…" he muttered, as he pulled a couple of flashlights out of his nightstand. "Let's just get some candles set up, OK?" he asked angrily.
They walked around the house, lighting candles in every room. They met in the kitchen, wondering what to do next.
"I guess we're not getting those eggs, chicken parts, or pancakes, huh?" Tristan asked, slightly depressed.
Yugi didn't answer, just stared intently at the wavering flame of the candle on the table.
Atem shook his head disappointedly. "Back before electricity was invented, we had the capabilities to cook food with plain fire."
Yugi looked up at him. "If you want to start the barbeque in the basement, be my guest." He said.
Atem was silent. "Peanut butter and jelly it is, then." Tea said, getting up and raiding the cabinets to make some.
"Though, it'd going to be pretty hard for you to go without a hot meal for all that time, Joey." Tristan joked.
"Does this remind you of anything, Tea?" Yugi asked over the noise of Joey and Tristan's argument.
Tea giggled. "I remember that time, Yugi, when you spent the whole week at my house that time when your Grandpa was off on some sort of game convention. And I made you work for room-and-board."
"And I ate all of your peanut butter!" Yugi said happily, recalling it.
"What is it with you and peanut butter anyway, Yugi?" Tea asked.
Yugi closed his eyes. "I like nuts." He said serenely, putting his head on his arms.
"No," Tea laughed. "You are nuts."
Wow, I never knew that fluff was so fun to write. You are highly encouraged to review, but I appreciate you reading it anyway.
Love,
Cactus Bob
