Some quick notes about this story:
1) I don't know why Marik is at their house; he just is.
2) When I say Marik I mean Yami Malik. So it's: Marik is the dark one, Malik is the light one.
3) The name really is insert-turtle-name-here.
4) I love turtles so much I decided to write a story about them...dying. I don't know either.
I still don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! or their fantabulicious characters.
"Do you have any idea what you've done?"
"Is 'no' a valid answer? Because that's what I'm going to say."
"There goes another one…"
For a third time that week, Marik killed another of Ryou's turtles. For a third time that week… It's still Sunday.
It started off in the morning when Bakura brought home a turtle as a surprise for Ryou. Of course, it was the best gift ever, until Marik came downstairs, saw the turtle, took it and threw it out of a window. As if on cue, a hawk snatched it in midair and flew away. Devastated, Bakura took Ryou to get another turtle and name him insert-turtle-name-here the Second. Upon entering the house, Marik tripped Ryou and the turtle was crushed and killed in seconds. Heartbroken, Ryou forced Marik to buy another for him and promise not to kill it. It was noon by then. Marik came back at one with a new turtle named insert-turtle-name-here the Third and accessories and a new cage to complete the package. Sure enough, around two, the time to feed him, Marik tried to feed it dog food because he claimed that 'all animals eat the same food'. It died on contact.
"I'm sorry Ryou, but we can't get another one."
"Why Marik? Why do you have to be a turtle murderer?"
"It's not my fault."
"It most certainly is your fault!"
"Calm Ryou. We'll…just get a pet rock or something."
"He'll find a way to kill that too!"
"Yeah, you're probably right. Sorry Ryou; we can't get any other pet."
"Gosh darn it, Marik!" Ryou cried and stomped upstairs.
"Well there he goes. Marik, clean up, will you?"
Lesson in this story: It's not nice to kill turtles.
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