((Author's Note: I do not have control over the madness that will ensue in the following fiction.))

~Sabre~ before we embark on this crazy adventure. I need to recognize my writing buddy Sayian Krys. It is thanks to her enduring patience and encouragement that this story even exists. We hope you enjoy.

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The rain poured down on the gloomy streets of Domino City. Wind howled through the alleys like a wild beast chasing its prey. Droplets stained the windows of a small house on the end of the street. A figure perched upon the window sill stared hopelessly out into the dark streets.

"Shit. Of all days it had to be Saturday," the figure murmured into the glass.

Malik Ishtar pushed off from the window of his bedroom and walked down the stairs. He glanced about the living room. The controllers to his Playstation 2 lay in a tangled mess on the floor. Malik sighed as he walked by the T.V. It was about 11:00 in the morning and boredom had set in.

Just then his eyes caught a light coming from the kitchen. Malik tiptoed to the doorway, sliding silently across the wall. He peered across and saw his prey. A wide grin stretched across his face as he crawled to the refrigerator door. The door was open, which gave him a perfect hiding spot. Malik brought his feet under him preparing to spring up. A slight smacking sound told him to release the prank. With that he jumped up waving his arms.

"Boo!"

Marik screamed and jumped back with a look of shock on his face, the chocolate bottle slipped from his hands spraying everywhere. He took a step back and slipped on the chocolate, making him fall back into the open pantry. A loose package of powdered sugar fell onto his head, covering him from head to toe. Malik was laughing hysterically and pointing at his yami.

Marik walked out of the pantry and stood there panting with chocolate smears and sugar all over his face and hands. His eyes darted around frantically and finally shut the refrigerator door to find his hikari rolling on the floor laughing with tears on his face. Marik's shocked expression faded into a look that would kill.

"What the hell did you do that for?!"

Malik continued laughing.

"Ra, why of all Egyptians did I get stuck with this one?" he complained as he pointed at Malik.

Malik's amusement faded into a large grin. He sat cross legged staring up at his furious yami.

"I'm bored," Malik simply stated.

"So you decided to scare the shit out of me?"

"Yup, but now that's over, and I'm still bored."

"Well, whatever you decide to do leave me out of it from now on," Marik growled.

"What do you suggest I do then?"

"Oh for Ra's sake, I don't know. Go call someone for all I care!" Marik slipped in exasperation.

"Call someone. Hmm.. that's no fun." Suddenly his countenance changed and once more he had a grin plastered on his face. "But prank calls are fun."

"Prank calls eh? I think I may have changed my mind," Marik calmly confessed.

The two walked into the living room and sat on the large red couch. Marik reached over and pulled the telephone onto his lap.

"Now, who to call."

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