I'm back once again! Aaannd I've decided to write a sequel to Stuck With You, so, sit back, grab some cookies and enjoy!! Don't forget to review.
Disclaimer: Don't own Yu-Gi-Oh.
It had been almost two months since that fateful day in the old, dilapidated garage, and Bakura, Yami and Marik had each gotten on with their lives as best they could – by trying to find new and inventive ways to kill Yami and Marik and Bakura's case and trying his best to ignore the other two completely psycho yamis in Yami's case. Easy to say – things had pretty much returned to normal until…..Ryou had just finished watching an ad on t.v advertising a place to send your troubled kids, also known as 'Brat Camp', and now come up with a new idea.
"Yeah Yugi, that's the idea so what do you think? Mmhhmm, I know he won't like it – none of them will but….yeah, yeah. Ah-huh so will he agree? Alright I'll hold – Cue intermission music – Back? He's up for it? Brilliant! Thanks Yugi, don't forget to call Ishizu and I'll call the camp. Alright see you in a few days then, bye." Ryou hung up the phone, smiling with glee just as Bakura walked through the kitchen doorway.
"What are you so happy about? Did you buy some fluffy white rabbits or something? Cause if you did – I'd love to meet them, cough, cough," exclaimed Bakura, winking at Ryou in the hope of being allowed to 'meet' some cute, fluffy bunny rabbits.
"No 'Kura – I've just been talking to Yugi, it was a….prosperous conversation," Ryou replied, pretending to look busy cleaning the kitchen until Bakura had walked out, looking slightly confused and baffled.
"finally," said Ryou to himself, and hurried back to the phone to make a very important call.
"Brat Camp Offices, Kylie speaking, how can I help you?" Came the shrill, high-pitched girly voice from the other line.
"Um yes hi. I was wondering, are you still taking reservations for this months camp?" Came Ryou's nervous whisper.
"Well yes infact we are. How many – we have three places left."
"Three? That's perfect."
"Alright, I'll need your name and the names of your brat-kids."
"My name is Ryou and I'd like to enroll Bakura, Marik and Yami." Ryou whispered the names so softly that he had to end up repeating himself another two times, whilst checking Bakura's position on the couch hadn't moved.
"Well, Ryou, do you know the way here?" Asked the shrill receptionist impatiently.
"Uh, yes, yes."
"Good, if you'll arrive here in two days time and drop off the kids, then pick them up in a month and they'll be perfect angels."
"Thank you, bye then," Ryou replied, hanging up the phone and placing it back quietly.
'I sure hope this works,' thought Ryou to himself, walking into the lounge room where Bakura had settled with I know what you did last summer.
"Pffft! Who goes around in a freaking obvious mask like that? Wanker. And her, the blonde one, how dumb is she? GO OUT THE BACK WAY!!" Bakura screamed at the t.v, shaking his head in disbelief every so often.
These rants went on for the entire length of the movie – even continuing on into the credits. Boy Bakura could really be critical when he wanted to. Ryou sat through the entire thing silent and staring at the screen wondering what would happen when Bakura found out he was going to a brat camp for a month. He hoped Bakura wouldn't be too mad, but knew that was a definant probability so he had thought up a side plan….
I know it's short – but it's just the first chapter and I didn't want to go to the camp yet so I hope you liked it and please review!