Thief

Disclaimer: Don't own it.
Notes: This is a little piece of fluff that I was storing up in my brain. It's a product of my insane mind, therefore there must be a twist at the end. ^.^6 So I have a *little* spare time.
Warning: Utter and complete insanity.

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The tomb robber's eyes narrowed in frustration. How was he supposed to do this?!

Sighing heavily and focusing his attention on the lock before him, he slid in the hairpin he always kept in his pocket (Not for THAT reason.) and tried to slide the bolt back into it's slot.

Working the pin into the lock, Bakura began to feel the excitement of successful robbery. Oh, how he'd love to see the look on their faces when they discovered their treasures were missing-but of course he'd be long gone by then.

Finally, with a small and satisfactory click! The bolt slid back home and the small door opened. Bakura smirked.

There was NO lock on Earth he couldn't pick.

Smiling to himself, he bent down and began to collect the treasures into his bag. They'd tried to hide them from him, and it didn't work! Stupid, senile, pathetic little fools.

"They better not try to hide the towels from me again."

~*~* I hope that random piece of insanity brought a chuckle or two! In case you can't imagine the situation, you know how McDonald's ALWAYS seems to be out of paper towels in the bathrooms? Well, just add Yami Bakura to that, and you get this! ^.^