Karta: Hi there, I'm Karta, the Self-proclaimed Insanity Dictator/ Authoress of Greatness.

ISRU: And I'm the Immortal Shape-shifting Ruler of the Universe. I do disclaimers.

DW: I'm the Duke of Whales, as in the mammal. I don't know why I'm here.

Karta: Well I'm here with another story, since I'm out of ideas for my other Comedy. I hope this one is kind of funny, or at least not a complete waste of time. I sort of came up with it while looking at my computer keyboard so it's a little weird.

IRSU: My turn! Karta does not own Yu-gi-oh. If she ever owns it, you should stock up on canned foods and live the rest of your life in a bomb shelter, or until the whole thing blows over.

Karta: Grrr... Way to ruin my dream. Now let's began, wouldn't want you to lose interest quite yet.

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Saturday is a wonderful day, to that any student would agree. However for one, Yugi Motou, the Saturday he was having would be declared greater than any other, for a variety of reasons. Reason number one; there isn't school on Saturdays. Reason two, it was a Saturday during Winter break; therefore, no school would occur for about a week. Reason number three; today was the day Yugi's new computer was delivered. Reason number four-

Opps, let us forget the other reasons. The main reason Yugi was happy was the delivery of his computer.

So that day little Yugi Motou set up his loveable bit of technology, or he tried to anyway. You see poor Yugi owned more than a computer. He also owns a puzzle, and this puzzle contained a Yami. While Yamis can be helpful spirits they can also be very pesky, and here is where we join Yugi.

"What does this do, Aibou?" Yami, the ancient spirit of Yugi's puzzle asked, poking a strange round object.

"For the last time Yami," Yugi began gritting his teeth. He was cut off as a ring came from the downstairs of the game shop he called home. "Oh thank goodness!"

"Aibou?"

"I need to study with Ryou today, Yami." Yugi answered the implied question, "We have a huge history test when school starts up again and I can't afford to fail. You can hang out with Ryou's Yami, you two are so much alike, I don't know why you don't talk more often." Yugi called running down the steps two at a time.

Yami fumed silently. Oh, he knew why they didn't talk. Ryou's Yami, known as simply Bakura was an evil, EVIL Yami. Yami thought so anyway. His pouting was interrupted by a slam of the door.

"Oh, it's you." Yami growled at the white haired spirit who walked in the room.

"I'm only here because Ryou asked me to come." Bakura sounded no more pleased than Yami. He suddenly noticed the computer parts scattered across the room. "What's this? Another stupid puzzle?"

"No, it's called a computer." Yami replied smugly. So what if he had asked the same question?

"Hmm..." Bakura began examining the parts, while Yami started shuffling his deck to pass time. One long, flat piece, covered in squares caught his eye. He quickly noted the small, square sticker near some arrow buttons.

'What's this? To reduce risk of serious injury to hands, wrists or other joints, read Safety & Comfort guide.' Bakura read with great interest, 'Serious injury, huh? Let see how this thing works...'

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A few minutes later...

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"Hey, Yami! I think Yugi's computer is broken." Bakura called with fake innocence. Yami looked up, too worried to really pay much attention to things like, I don't know, logic.

"Really? Oh no! Maybe we can fix it before he comes back." Yami began to fret, as hard as that is to imagine.

"Well I'm really stumped as to what to do. Maybe if you take a look at it you could fix it." Bakura grinned, holding something behind his back.

"Maybe... Let me see." Yami ordered thoughtfully. Bakura grinned widely and whacked the Pharaoh over the head with the keyboard to Yugi's computer.

"Mwhahaha! If this thing is as powerful as it's inscriptions claim I will rule the world with it by my side!!!" Bakura laughed evilly.

"NO! I won't let you!" Yami jumped to his feet, "I have saved the world before and I will again!" He suddenly flung something at the keyboard knocking out of Bakura's clutches.

"What's this?" Bakura asked, horrified, "The Safety & Comfort Guide! How could you know that it would conquer my mighty weapon?"

"Simple, Tomb Robber. I too read that inscription. Now you will harness that evil thing's powers no more." Yami stood in a heroic fashion, with his hands on his hips, "So the world remains safe, but for how long?"

This odd Saturday ended for young Yugi Motou like any other. He was no worse for wear besides a black eye gained from ending a Yami brawl in his room, but really, isn't he better off than many others who failed to read a warning label? Perhaps his lesson will be one remembered for life, or until he receives some sort of brain damage from teaching his Yami how to use the microwave...

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Karta: Okay, that was odd. I'm thinking of continuing with Adventures in toothpaste, but it's up to the readers. Read & Review!

Warning: To reduce risk of serious injury to hands, wrists or vital organs click the button below and review.

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