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"...I bet I can beat you in a duel."
Malik glanced up from his book at Bakura, who was sprawled out lazily on the couch, starring up
at the ceiling. Malik grinned, setting down the book, which was about ancient Egypt.
Both were merely hanging out at Malik's house, Malik busy doing some reading while Bakura was
bored to death.
"You're that desperate?", Malik replied, slightly amused.
"And you're not?", Bakura questioned.
Malik was silent, wondering whether he should accept or not. "...fine, but the loser has to enter
that Swimsuit Competition on Saturday." It was simply a Thursday evening, so there would be plenty of
time to enter.
Bakura smirked in agreement, pulling out his Deck and setting it on the table. Malik joined him,
sitting on the opposite end with his own Deck.
"Ready? Duel!"
An hour or so passed, and both were down to only 200 LP. Bakura didn't have any monsters on
the field, though Malik had his powerful Vorse Raider, with an attack of 1900, only a level 4 monster.
"Make your last pathetic move, I can't wait to see you competing with a bunch of girls!", Malik
said tauntingly, full of confidence.
As Bakura drew his final card, a wild grin spread across his face. "I play Change of Heart to take
control of your Vorse Raider!"
Malik's eye began to twitch.
Bakura moved the card to his side, then made a Direct Attack to his LP. "Ha ha, Ishtar! You lose!
Well, at least you have a nice tan, that should give you an edge!!"
Malik's eye was twitching even more, though he then turned to a nearby pillow, muffling his face
into it.
"Aww...it's not that bad, it's not your first time in a bathing suit.", Bakura teased, bursting out in laughter.
The pillow dropped from Malik's grasp, his lavender eyes glaring at Bakura. He got up, holding
his head high. "You'll see, Bakura. I'll enter that contest, and win the prize money.", he said triumphantly,
marching off towards his room.
"...does that mean I can stay at your house?", Bakura asked timidly, having a tone of hesitation.
"GET OUT!"
Bakura shrugged silently, gathering his deck and leaving Malik's house, making his way towards his
own. Isis peered out from her bedroom, asleep before, awakened by Bakura who just slammed the door
shut. "I wonder what that was about...", she said with a yawn, returning to her room.
Meanwhile, Malik could be heard murmuring curse words in his sleep.
Malik then found himself on...a beach. He smiled faintly, maybe he could finally get some rest. He decided
to simply sit on the beach. As he reached the shore, an odd person in a Dark Magician Girl costume leaped
over to him.
"Hiya, Ishtar!", it greeted, upon closer inspection being Bakura.
"Uhh...Bakura, why are you wearing a skirt?"
"Hey, it's better than being in a penguin outfit."
"What do you m-...oh.", Malik replied unenthusiastically as he looked down at himself, wearing a Penguin
Knight costume.
"Ishtar, if you're in a Swimsuit Competition, you have to wear a bathing suit!", Bakura said with a grin,
shoving a bathing suit into his arms. He then pointed out a small building. "You can change in there."
Malik sighed, waddling towards it.
A few minutes later, he returned, still wearing the Penguin Knight constume, though now having a red bikini
over it. "I couldn't get it off.", he said in explanation.
Bakura burst out laughing, though suddenly stopped, pointing into the sky. "RUN, ISHTAR!! THE SEAGULLS
ARE AFTER YOU!", he yelled, dissapearing.
"What the-?!", Malik burst out, a swarm of white birds rising into the air, flying towards him. He turned
around and began to run, though it was no use when he had flippers. He tripped, struggling to get up,
though he couldn't. He sighed, then said to himself, "What a great way to die...attacked by a bunch of
seagulls when you're wearing a penguin constume underneath a bikini."
Just as the seagulls were about to make contact, he awoke with a start in his bed. It had all been a crazy,
demented dream. He looked down at himself just to make sure he wasn't in a penguin costume, and sure
enough, he wasn't.
Malik sighed out of relief and checked the time, it was only four in the morning.
Deciding to rest some more, he drifted back to sleep, hoping Saturday wouldn't be like this, though he still
had another day, for tomorrow was Friday.
"...I bet I can beat you in a duel."
Malik glanced up from his book at Bakura, who was sprawled out lazily on the couch, starring up
at the ceiling. Malik grinned, setting down the book, which was about ancient Egypt.
Both were merely hanging out at Malik's house, Malik busy doing some reading while Bakura was
bored to death.
"You're that desperate?", Malik replied, slightly amused.
"And you're not?", Bakura questioned.
Malik was silent, wondering whether he should accept or not. "...fine, but the loser has to enter
that Swimsuit Competition on Saturday." It was simply a Thursday evening, so there would be plenty of
time to enter.
Bakura smirked in agreement, pulling out his Deck and setting it on the table. Malik joined him,
sitting on the opposite end with his own Deck.
"Ready? Duel!"
An hour or so passed, and both were down to only 200 LP. Bakura didn't have any monsters on
the field, though Malik had his powerful Vorse Raider, with an attack of 1900, only a level 4 monster.
"Make your last pathetic move, I can't wait to see you competing with a bunch of girls!", Malik
said tauntingly, full of confidence.
As Bakura drew his final card, a wild grin spread across his face. "I play Change of Heart to take
control of your Vorse Raider!"
Malik's eye began to twitch.
Bakura moved the card to his side, then made a Direct Attack to his LP. "Ha ha, Ishtar! You lose!
Well, at least you have a nice tan, that should give you an edge!!"
Malik's eye was twitching even more, though he then turned to a nearby pillow, muffling his face
into it.
"Aww...it's not that bad, it's not your first time in a bathing suit.", Bakura teased, bursting out in laughter.
The pillow dropped from Malik's grasp, his lavender eyes glaring at Bakura. He got up, holding
his head high. "You'll see, Bakura. I'll enter that contest, and win the prize money.", he said triumphantly,
marching off towards his room.
"...does that mean I can stay at your house?", Bakura asked timidly, having a tone of hesitation.
"GET OUT!"
Bakura shrugged silently, gathering his deck and leaving Malik's house, making his way towards his
own. Isis peered out from her bedroom, asleep before, awakened by Bakura who just slammed the door
shut. "I wonder what that was about...", she said with a yawn, returning to her room.
Meanwhile, Malik could be heard murmuring curse words in his sleep.
Malik then found himself on...a beach. He smiled faintly, maybe he could finally get some rest. He decided
to simply sit on the beach. As he reached the shore, an odd person in a Dark Magician Girl costume leaped
over to him.
"Hiya, Ishtar!", it greeted, upon closer inspection being Bakura.
"Uhh...Bakura, why are you wearing a skirt?"
"Hey, it's better than being in a penguin outfit."
"What do you m-...oh.", Malik replied unenthusiastically as he looked down at himself, wearing a Penguin
Knight costume.
"Ishtar, if you're in a Swimsuit Competition, you have to wear a bathing suit!", Bakura said with a grin,
shoving a bathing suit into his arms. He then pointed out a small building. "You can change in there."
Malik sighed, waddling towards it.
A few minutes later, he returned, still wearing the Penguin Knight constume, though now having a red bikini
over it. "I couldn't get it off.", he said in explanation.
Bakura burst out laughing, though suddenly stopped, pointing into the sky. "RUN, ISHTAR!! THE SEAGULLS
ARE AFTER YOU!", he yelled, dissapearing.
"What the-?!", Malik burst out, a swarm of white birds rising into the air, flying towards him. He turned
around and began to run, though it was no use when he had flippers. He tripped, struggling to get up,
though he couldn't. He sighed, then said to himself, "What a great way to die...attacked by a bunch of
seagulls when you're wearing a penguin constume underneath a bikini."
Just as the seagulls were about to make contact, he awoke with a start in his bed. It had all been a crazy,
demented dream. He looked down at himself just to make sure he wasn't in a penguin costume, and sure
enough, he wasn't.
Malik sighed out of relief and checked the time, it was only four in the morning.
Deciding to rest some more, he drifted back to sleep, hoping Saturday wouldn't be like this, though he still
had another day, for tomorrow was Friday.