Me: Well this is a random story of to the side it might have the chance to be a proper story.
Atem: Um...... How am I here?
Me: Because I started the next chapter of Atem's Secret and so far it says that you are standing in the middle of the lounge room after coming back from the Shadow Realm.
Atem: Oh........I'm still confused
Me: Well enjoy this story. (Starts to explain things to Atem)
The prince sighed as he watched the new servant work, watched him run around the terracotta courtyard. 'Work,' thought the heir to the throne.
"Father, I desire a servant of my own," the prince said turning to his father," a personal assistant of sorts."
"But Atem, my son, you have Mahad and Mana for your own," the pharaoh replied. Atem turn to the window.
"What does that young boy do here in the palace," asked Atem, his regal eyebrows lowered in a scowl. "Plus Mana and Mahad are under your control."
"Nothing but cleaning the toilets and floors and sweeping the courtyards," the Pharaoh answered. The King looked at Atem and sighed. "Goodnight," he said as he closed Atem's door.
Atem looked out at the sun watching it set over the distant hills. Sighing he slipped between the sheets. He was going to save that boy from that misery.
The sun shone behind the pharaoh as he asked the young boy if he would be Atem's servant. The boy nodded yes, knowing that anything would be better than the job he had now. The pharaoh nodded regally and strode off, with the air of importance about him. Everything was set.
"I demand to speak to the servant boy," shouted Atem as he banged open the doors to the throne room.
"Sit Atem," replied his father casually. Atem's pounding footsteps could be heard echoing through the large room.
"Calm down, son," said his father. Atem became less rigid but still glowered at his father with as much anger as ever.
"Sit," the Pharaoh repeated over and over until Atem had sat down next to his father.
"You said you wanted a personal servant and I agree, so I present to you your servant." Guards pushed a young boy into the room. Atem stood then ran over to the boy forgetting all his anger and his bloodline.
"Act like a prince, now, Atem!" his father laughed seeing the happiness shining in Atem's crimson eyes. Immediately the boy held by the guards knelt and whispered the words, "My King." Atem looked into the amethyst eyes of the young boy on the ground.
"Your name?" asked Atem. "Yugi," was the soft reply.
Atem: Wait!
Ash: Why are you interrupting the story, Temi?
Atem: You are making Yugi my servant!
Me: I have a name!
Yugi: JESSICA!!!!!
Me: (cowers) Y-Yes?
Yugi: I'll kill you!!!!
Atem: No!!!!!
Atem jumps on Yugi and pins him down.
Me: Well, Please tell me if you want me to continue, Atem.
Atem nods viciously.
Me: OKAY!!!!!!
Atem looked silently at Yugi who was still kneeling.
"Take him, give him a bath and some new clothes," said Atem regally.
"Yes sir," replied the guards.
Little did Atem know that having this personal assistant would change his life.
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Me: Okay, Yugi has calmed down enough to tell us something.
Yugi: Yes, here it is .......................I'M GONNA KILL YOU JESSICA!!!!!!!!!!
Me: Eeeep!
Atem pins Yugi down while Ash helps me escape.
Ash: Another typical day. (sighs)