In Collaboration with: Yugi-Obsessed! Y-O-chan comes up with some great ideas nn
Warning: If you don't know about the whole Memory thing, you might be a bit confused... but don't worry, it might still be funny.
Disclaimer: I nor Yugi-Obsessed own Yu-Gi-Oh. But I'm sure Y-O-chan wants to own it... This spawned from one of our "Lunch Time Talks". Oo best not to ask.
Erm... there's quite a bit of swearing in this chapter... BUT SETO CENSORS HIMSELF!! Everyone give Seto a round of applause!!
Atemu and Bakura's Drunken Adventures
Chapter 01: Amuse Me!
It was a supposedly regular night in the land we call Ancient Egypt. Pharaoh Atemu was lounging, very bored, on his throne—what else was new?
"Damn it Seto! I'm bored, find someone to amuse me!" Atemu commanded like a five year old, the whiney-ness and all.
"Ah, stuff it," Seto shot back at the pharaoh and continued playing tea party with the millennium scale and rod, Karim playing along. Atemu stared long and hard at the duo.
"What..." he began, "the fuck?" he shook his head and sat in contemplation—how come that damned tomb robber was never around when he was needed most?! Beating the crap out of Bakura was always amusing. Just at that moment, Mahaado and Mana came running in.
"PHARAOH!!!" Mahaado yelled.
"Pharaoh!!" Mana called.
"You two are such fook heads," Seto rolled his eyes. Mana and Mahaado gave him a bewildered look, then shook their heads and continued life as if all was well.
"What is it you two?!" Atemu asked excitedly.
"Well pharaoh!" Mana began.
"That blasted tomb robber is running through the streets—drunk!! He's singing... CRAZY-LIKE!!" Mahaado flailed. Quite a sight...
"And this is bad...?" Atemu asked. Mana and Mahaado nodded vigorously. "Erm... kay... I'll go see him..." And so it was.
"Who is that narrating anyways?" Seto asked nonchalant.
"Who cares?" Karim asked.
"Point taken," Seto nodded.
Atemu rode valiantly and bravely through the streets of his city. Within barely two minutes of ridding, Atemu came across a very drunk Bakura. Atemu raised his eyebrow and hopped off the horse.
"'Allo fair pharaoh of the desert-y thing we live in," Bakura slurred. Atemu looked slightly frightened.
"You moronic tomb robber, what did you do this time?!" Atemu demanded. Bakura gave a hiccup-y laugh and slung his arm around Atemu's shoulder, while pointing into the distance with the other hand which happened to be holding a liquor bottle.
"Only the usual for a tomb robber who has gone absolutely nuts Batty, only the usual," Bakura said solemnly—if solemnly is hiccupping every other word and drawling.
"Erm, right," Atemu removed Bakura's arm from around him. Bakura looked insulted.
"Look you jackass, you listen to me, and you listen to me straight you hear?!" Bakura said as threateningly as a drunken tomb robber can be, grabbing the front of Atemu's robes in a shaky grip and coming within an inch of the pharaoh's face. "Nobody touches the King of Thieves, especially evil little bastard pharaohs like yourself!" Bakura shouted. Atemu sweat dropped.
"You touched me first!" Atemu shouted back, slapping Bakura's hand away. Bakura sneered.
"You utter ass I'll—I'll—what were we saying?" Bakura asked stupidly, with the damned evilest yet cutest look ever.
"I think you've had too much to drink," Atemu tried to remove the bottle from the tomb robbers grip, but Bakura hissed and pawed at him.
"Mine, not yours," suddenly an evil drunken glint hit his eye. "But I'll share if you ask... nicely..."
"What?! Why would I--?"
"Because you're a bored ass who enjoys trying to kick my ass but can't cause you're a loser!!" Bakura sang.
"What?!?! Why I--- FINE!! Give me some of that crap!" Atemu shouted and grabbed the bottle from Bakura. Bakura bit his tongue and gave a big huge evil smirk.
"Let the festivities begin," Bakura laughed evilly. The pharaoh gave him a stupid look.
"What?"
oo You know, I'd pay to see Seto and Karim having a tea party with a pink table and all... Ah, but that's just me.
Warning: If you don't know about the whole Memory thing, you might be a bit confused... but don't worry, it might still be funny.
Disclaimer: I nor Yugi-Obsessed own Yu-Gi-Oh. But I'm sure Y-O-chan wants to own it... This spawned from one of our "Lunch Time Talks". Oo best not to ask.
Erm... there's quite a bit of swearing in this chapter... BUT SETO CENSORS HIMSELF!! Everyone give Seto a round of applause!!
Atemu and Bakura's Drunken Adventures
Chapter 01: Amuse Me!
It was a supposedly regular night in the land we call Ancient Egypt. Pharaoh Atemu was lounging, very bored, on his throne—what else was new?
"Damn it Seto! I'm bored, find someone to amuse me!" Atemu commanded like a five year old, the whiney-ness and all.
"Ah, stuff it," Seto shot back at the pharaoh and continued playing tea party with the millennium scale and rod, Karim playing along. Atemu stared long and hard at the duo.
"What..." he began, "the fuck?" he shook his head and sat in contemplation—how come that damned tomb robber was never around when he was needed most?! Beating the crap out of Bakura was always amusing. Just at that moment, Mahaado and Mana came running in.
"PHARAOH!!!" Mahaado yelled.
"Pharaoh!!" Mana called.
"You two are such fook heads," Seto rolled his eyes. Mana and Mahaado gave him a bewildered look, then shook their heads and continued life as if all was well.
"What is it you two?!" Atemu asked excitedly.
"Well pharaoh!" Mana began.
"That blasted tomb robber is running through the streets—drunk!! He's singing... CRAZY-LIKE!!" Mahaado flailed. Quite a sight...
"And this is bad...?" Atemu asked. Mana and Mahaado nodded vigorously. "Erm... kay... I'll go see him..." And so it was.
"Who is that narrating anyways?" Seto asked nonchalant.
"Who cares?" Karim asked.
"Point taken," Seto nodded.
Atemu rode valiantly and bravely through the streets of his city. Within barely two minutes of ridding, Atemu came across a very drunk Bakura. Atemu raised his eyebrow and hopped off the horse.
"'Allo fair pharaoh of the desert-y thing we live in," Bakura slurred. Atemu looked slightly frightened.
"You moronic tomb robber, what did you do this time?!" Atemu demanded. Bakura gave a hiccup-y laugh and slung his arm around Atemu's shoulder, while pointing into the distance with the other hand which happened to be holding a liquor bottle.
"Only the usual for a tomb robber who has gone absolutely nuts Batty, only the usual," Bakura said solemnly—if solemnly is hiccupping every other word and drawling.
"Erm, right," Atemu removed Bakura's arm from around him. Bakura looked insulted.
"Look you jackass, you listen to me, and you listen to me straight you hear?!" Bakura said as threateningly as a drunken tomb robber can be, grabbing the front of Atemu's robes in a shaky grip and coming within an inch of the pharaoh's face. "Nobody touches the King of Thieves, especially evil little bastard pharaohs like yourself!" Bakura shouted. Atemu sweat dropped.
"You touched me first!" Atemu shouted back, slapping Bakura's hand away. Bakura sneered.
"You utter ass I'll—I'll—what were we saying?" Bakura asked stupidly, with the damned evilest yet cutest look ever.
"I think you've had too much to drink," Atemu tried to remove the bottle from the tomb robbers grip, but Bakura hissed and pawed at him.
"Mine, not yours," suddenly an evil drunken glint hit his eye. "But I'll share if you ask... nicely..."
"What?! Why would I--?"
"Because you're a bored ass who enjoys trying to kick my ass but can't cause you're a loser!!" Bakura sang.
"What?!?! Why I--- FINE!! Give me some of that crap!" Atemu shouted and grabbed the bottle from Bakura. Bakura bit his tongue and gave a big huge evil smirk.
"Let the festivities begin," Bakura laughed evilly. The pharaoh gave him a stupid look.
"What?"
oo You know, I'd pay to see Seto and Karim having a tea party with a pink table and all... Ah, but that's just me.