A/N: I have the feeling that such stories have been done before, but I wanted to do one of my own, to help build character. :)
It had been weeks after Duelist Kingdom, and Yugi was adjusting to having a constant awareness of Yami. One the one hand, it was nice to finally be able to talk to him on a regular basis; Yugi had grown to truly appreciate him, and it was good that they were finally able to communicate.
On the other hand, Yami seemed woefully ignorant of most modern conveniences. Give him a game, and within minutes he was its master. Give him an appliance, and he looked at it like it would explode.
Case in point….
It was breakfast time early on a Thursday morning when Yugi decided to make himself some toast. He had the toaster out on the island and plugged in, had turned around to get the loaf of bread, and when he turned back to the toaster, it was to see Yami there, floating ghostlike in the kitchen, examining the toaster.
What is this device? Yami asked, staring at it with such intensity that Yugi thought the toaster would catch fire.
"It's called a toaster," Yugi explained warily. "It makes toast," he continued, when Yami gave him a funny look.
How does it work?
Yugi was going to give a simple definition, but then a strange smile stole over his face, and he decided to have some fun with his friend.
"Watch carefully," he instructed. "I put a slice of bread into the slot up here," he did so. "And I push down this tab. In a few minutes, toast pops out!"
And it did, launching up with enough vigor to give Yugi's description the due amount of respect it deserved.
Yami gave it some thought, and then asked just what Yugi had hoped.
Where does the bread go? He asked, peering cautiously into the slot.
"Beats me!" Yugi exclaimed, having a good laugh at his friend. "Isn't that weird?"
Yami pointed at the toaster. Show me again, he commanded.
Yugi humored his friend, demonstrating the wonders of the toaster again and again.
Until….
Yugi's mother walked into the kitchen to see if her son was still eating breakfast, just in time to see another slice of toast pop out of the toaster.
"What are you doing?" she fairly exclaimed, causing Yugi to jump. He looked at his mom, then the toast, then the toaster, then at Yami, and realized what this must look like.
"Making toast," Yugi finally answered, in a quiet voice.
"You got that right! And you're going to eat all of it!"
Yugi blanched. "But there's a dozen slices here!"
"You should have thought about that before you made all of it! Now eat it!"
And she turned on her heel and marched off, muttering to herself about wasteful kids.
Yugi gave the sizeable stack of toast a sour glare, then looked over at Yami, who was still watching with interest.
"So," Yugi said, finally. "Do you want to see what you can have on toast?"
About halfway through, Yugi had gotten sick of toast. Fortunately, Yami was nice enough to take over and finish for him before the wrath of his mother could be incurred again.
And that's how Yugi decided he preferred cereal for breakfast, and how Yami decided that he liked toast. As time went on, Yami learned more about various modern appliances, but Yugi never thought to correct him about the toaster.
Until….
One day Professor Arthur Hopkins visited Yugi's grandfather. Yugi and Yami eavesdropped, and Professor Hopkins mentioned that the museum needed some exhibits.
A few moments later, Yami had run in with the toaster.
"Here, take this! It's a mystical device that turns bread into toast!"
Yugi wouldn't have minded so much, except for the fact that his grandfather and Professor Hopkins thought it was him.
He still hasn't lived it down.