Mokuba Kaiba looked up at the house, identical to all the others on the block, in front of him. More importantly, the obese boy and thick-necked woman standing in front of it, waving at him. The huge man carrying his bag smiled proudly at the scene.
"Welcome to London, Mr. Kaiba," proclaimed Vernon Dursley.
'Oh, Kami-sama. Why did I have to convince Nii-sama to let me come here?'
Mokuba thought back to the months of telling Seto that it wasn't a bad idea to go to London as a foreign exchange student during the summer. 'I should've listened. Oh well, might as well make the best of this.'
"Thank you, Mr. Dursley. Is this your family?" Mokuba asked as politely as he could.
"Yes, thank you. This is my beautiful wife Petunia, and proud son Dudley," Mr. Dursley boasted.
"Hello there!" Mrs. Dursley gushed. "How wonderful it is to have someone as famous as you to come to our humble home, Mr. Kaiba. You don't mind if I call you Mokuba, do you? Oh thank you," not letting Mokuba get a word in edgewise.
'Only a month, only a month, only a month.... This is becoming a mantra here.'
"Well, how about we get your things inside and have a little supper?" Mr. Dursley carried Mokuba's bags up into the house, with Mokuba walking hesitantly behind him. This was gonna be a hell of a four weeks.
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Okay, so it's short. I just got this idea and went BOOM! Had to write it.
So you guys out there know what to do! Read and review!!!