Disclaimer: okay, peeps! I do not own any thing! Not one thing! None of the
Yu-Gi-Oh characters, no money, and I'm surprised that my Yami even let me
say I wrote this story! So dun sue me!
Y. Krissy: Heh. She did write it. Nya! I never said she didn't.
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Yami vs. the household appliances
The Dishwasher
***
Yami is in his usual spot in front of the TV (which he does by the way know how to work) when Grampa and Yugi walk into the room.
"Hey Yami, me 'n Grampa need to head to the store really fast. Do you think you can handle starting the dishwasher?"
"Of course I can handle it! Why wouldn't I be able to?" Yami demands, outraged at this new blow to his intelligence.
"Well.I was just remembering the microwave incident."
"How was I supposed to know that you couldn't put metal in that thing?!?!?! I think I can handle starting a dishwasher!!! I've seen you do it loads of times!"
"Well.I guess so.ok. It's already mostly loaded. All you have to do is stick in the few that are in the sink and start it. You sure you can handle that?"
"YES I AM POSITIVELY SURE THAT I CAN HANDLE STARTING A DISHWASHER!!"
"Ok, Ok I just wanted to make sure."
"Yeah." Yami is zoned back into the TV.
"Alright, then. Bye!
"Yeah."
***
Yami continued to watch TV until the show is over.
"Now what was it I was sposed to do 'gin?" he mumbled out loud, yawning. "Oh, yeah. Dishwasher."
He wanders into the kitchen, looking around at the sink.
"Well at least there's not a lot."
From the living room you can hear theme music.
"Oh, no! My shows starting! Gotta hurry!"
He throws the dishes into the machine, turns the soapbox upside down over the hole, and presses the button. Then he runs into the living room, jumps over the back of the couch, and sits up, just as the show starts.
***
"AAGGHHH! COMERCIALS AGAIN!"
He got up and moved into the kitchen to grab something to eat, preferably with a lot of sugar. But before he had even made it halfway across the room, he heard a very strange noise.
KA-THUNK!! KA-THUNK!! KA-THUNK!!
"Oooohh.that doesn't sound good."
Yami turned, looking for the source of the sound.
"WHAT THE HECK?!?!?!"
The dishwasher was apparently making a wild attempt at freedom from the wall it was bound to. It was jumping and thumping and altogether acting very un-dishwasher-like, spraying bubbles all over the kitchen.
"Uh-oh."
Yami ran over and, apparently loosing all common sense in the crisis, threw it open, causing water to go flooding all over the floor.
"Oops."
When he had thrown the dishes in, in his hurry, he had apparently missed the giant rack that fills up the whole space of the dishwasher. (dun ask me how he could possibly miss that) From what he could tell, which wasn't much; it was a big mess, it had melted several plastic cups, one bowl, broken, two plates, and mangle numerous other utensils.
"Yugi's not gonna like this.better at least try to clean it up."
He got all the mangled pieces he could reach (which ended up being two) out of the bottom and threw them away. Then he grabbed a handful of paper towels and began to attempt to mop up the floor with them. It didn't work very well.
"This isn't working very well."
He rummaged around in another drawer for a moment and then raised up, holding a large cloth.
"This'll do," he mumbles, before throwing it on the floor and moving it around with his foot.
The towel worked much better. He had the floor dry enough so that it only looked like someone had had a little too much fun mopping. Just as he finished and threw the towel in the hamper, he heard the key in the lock.
"Oh, no! They're home!"
He ran into the living room, flopped down on the couch, and put on his innocent face just moments before Yugi walked into the room.
"Hey, Yami," he said, "Did you clean the dishes alright?"
"Of course! But *yawn* gosh I sure am tired! I think I better go to bed", and he disappeared into the Puzzle.
"Well, that cant be a good sign," Yugi mumbled. Then he shrugged. "Oh, well," and he took Yami's spot on the couch.
The next morning, Yugi awoke to a very loud and very angry yell.
***
"YAMI!!!!!"
"Uh-oh."
Yugi runs into the kitchen in time to witness a really beautiful fireworks display issuing from the dishwasher.
"Oooohh...crap."
Grampa came running into the room with a fire extinguisher and manages to put out the flames that had immediately engulfed the machine.
"You had better hope, for his sake, that you get to Yami before I do."
***
Y. Krissy: Please review. My light worked hard on this! ^_^
Y. Krissy: Heh. She did write it. Nya! I never said she didn't.
***
Yami vs. the household appliances
The Dishwasher
***
Yami is in his usual spot in front of the TV (which he does by the way know how to work) when Grampa and Yugi walk into the room.
"Hey Yami, me 'n Grampa need to head to the store really fast. Do you think you can handle starting the dishwasher?"
"Of course I can handle it! Why wouldn't I be able to?" Yami demands, outraged at this new blow to his intelligence.
"Well.I was just remembering the microwave incident."
"How was I supposed to know that you couldn't put metal in that thing?!?!?! I think I can handle starting a dishwasher!!! I've seen you do it loads of times!"
"Well.I guess so.ok. It's already mostly loaded. All you have to do is stick in the few that are in the sink and start it. You sure you can handle that?"
"YES I AM POSITIVELY SURE THAT I CAN HANDLE STARTING A DISHWASHER!!"
"Ok, Ok I just wanted to make sure."
"Yeah." Yami is zoned back into the TV.
"Alright, then. Bye!
"Yeah."
***
Yami continued to watch TV until the show is over.
"Now what was it I was sposed to do 'gin?" he mumbled out loud, yawning. "Oh, yeah. Dishwasher."
He wanders into the kitchen, looking around at the sink.
"Well at least there's not a lot."
From the living room you can hear theme music.
"Oh, no! My shows starting! Gotta hurry!"
He throws the dishes into the machine, turns the soapbox upside down over the hole, and presses the button. Then he runs into the living room, jumps over the back of the couch, and sits up, just as the show starts.
***
"AAGGHHH! COMERCIALS AGAIN!"
He got up and moved into the kitchen to grab something to eat, preferably with a lot of sugar. But before he had even made it halfway across the room, he heard a very strange noise.
KA-THUNK!! KA-THUNK!! KA-THUNK!!
"Oooohh.that doesn't sound good."
Yami turned, looking for the source of the sound.
"WHAT THE HECK?!?!?!"
The dishwasher was apparently making a wild attempt at freedom from the wall it was bound to. It was jumping and thumping and altogether acting very un-dishwasher-like, spraying bubbles all over the kitchen.
"Uh-oh."
Yami ran over and, apparently loosing all common sense in the crisis, threw it open, causing water to go flooding all over the floor.
"Oops."
When he had thrown the dishes in, in his hurry, he had apparently missed the giant rack that fills up the whole space of the dishwasher. (dun ask me how he could possibly miss that) From what he could tell, which wasn't much; it was a big mess, it had melted several plastic cups, one bowl, broken, two plates, and mangle numerous other utensils.
"Yugi's not gonna like this.better at least try to clean it up."
He got all the mangled pieces he could reach (which ended up being two) out of the bottom and threw them away. Then he grabbed a handful of paper towels and began to attempt to mop up the floor with them. It didn't work very well.
"This isn't working very well."
He rummaged around in another drawer for a moment and then raised up, holding a large cloth.
"This'll do," he mumbles, before throwing it on the floor and moving it around with his foot.
The towel worked much better. He had the floor dry enough so that it only looked like someone had had a little too much fun mopping. Just as he finished and threw the towel in the hamper, he heard the key in the lock.
"Oh, no! They're home!"
He ran into the living room, flopped down on the couch, and put on his innocent face just moments before Yugi walked into the room.
"Hey, Yami," he said, "Did you clean the dishes alright?"
"Of course! But *yawn* gosh I sure am tired! I think I better go to bed", and he disappeared into the Puzzle.
"Well, that cant be a good sign," Yugi mumbled. Then he shrugged. "Oh, well," and he took Yami's spot on the couch.
The next morning, Yugi awoke to a very loud and very angry yell.
***
"YAMI!!!!!"
"Uh-oh."
Yugi runs into the kitchen in time to witness a really beautiful fireworks display issuing from the dishwasher.
"Oooohh...crap."
Grampa came running into the room with a fire extinguisher and manages to put out the flames that had immediately engulfed the machine.
"You had better hope, for his sake, that you get to Yami before I do."
***
Y. Krissy: Please review. My light worked hard on this! ^_^