Hello there, I hope you like this story. I know it's stupid, but please, no flames.
Disclaimer...I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of its characters.
Chapter 1
I wipe off the nose and fingerprints from the glass in front of the puppy kennels. Those dumb three year olds just have to squish right up to look at those stupid little dogs. It just makes more work for me. As I finish wiping the last one I hear the little entrance bell jingle. I walk back over to the counter to find Yami Yugi standing there looking around.
"Hello," he says, "I'm looking for a pet."
"What kind of pet," I ask him.
"Any kind," he replies, "do you have any that know how to play Duel Monsters?"
I give him a questioning look. "No," I say, "Maybe you should let Yugi choose, but I think you should have some say in it. Are you sure that you are ready for a pet? I mean you do travel a lot."
"Yes," he says, "we are ready to own a pet, but I think I will let Yugi choose." At that Yugi shrunk about two feet so that I could barely see the tips of his hair about the counter top.
"Would you like to come around back Yugi, so you could see our whole selection of pets," I ask Yugi. I hear what sounds like a yes so I open the gate to show him to the back room. "So, what kind of pet are you looking for Yugi," I ask.
"Something small, and easy to clean up after," he says.
"What about a fish?" I ask.
"No," he says, "nothing with too much water, Yami doesn't like to talk about it, but ever since that anchor ordeal with Marik at the Battle City tournament he has had a severe case of hydrophobia."
"Go figure," I say, "So then you are definitely, looking for a land creature. You know, I could suggest you to a couple good psychologists to take care of that problem."
"No, I don't think so," he replies, "You know how ancient pharaohs are."
"Actually," I say, "no I don't." Yugi gives me a look of curiosity.
"Anyways," he says, "always wanting to do stuff his own way is what I mean."
"Ah, here we are," I tell him, "how about a small rodent?"
"Look good to me," he says looking at all the mice and gerbils. "Oh my gosh," he shouts, "I've found my perfect pet."
"What," I ask.
"A hedge hog," he cries with triumph. So I pick up one of the hedgehogs and take it back out to the front counter.
"Well, lets see," I say totaling up the cost, "fifteen dollars for the hedgehog."
"We're naming him Mr. Prickles," says Yugi.
"Right," I say turning back to the register, "fifteen dollars for 'Mr. Prickles', ten dollars for the cage, five dollars for the food, so your total is thirty dollars."
"Alright," says Yugi fishing the money out of his pocket. I hand him his receipt and he walks out the door. As he leaves I see him start to skip down the street.
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