Alrighty, this 'story' was-as a matter of fact-inspired by another story on here that I found quite funny called Joey's notes. I've already started something like this for The Outsiders but I couldn't resist when the thought of a wider variety of randomness hit the brain stem. Also I just want to say that I feel Tristan is being left out way too much so I plan on fixing that by author note addings and a few random chapters because that's what this story is about…I'll try to include almost as many characters as I can. Plus, if you have a random idea for a random chapter in a random story and you don't wanna write it yourself just let me know and I'll do the work to put your name in an A/N and let everyone know it was your genius. Now this note is super long so I'll shut-up…for a while. ENJOY MY LOVELY'S!

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Shrink and a sandwich

Seto is running around in circles outside the Kaiba Mansion swinging his arms frantically. "Get away! Bloody birds get away!"

A squat man steps out of a small, black car and stares in the direction of the screaming CEO. A young boy appears in front of him. "Are you," the man takes a slip of paper from his pocket and reads from it, "Mokuba Kaiba?" The boy nods and his eyes shimmer with sadness. "Well, what seems to be the problem?"

"What! What do you mean 'what seems to be the problem'! Look at my big brother! You're the psychiatrist, you tell me what's wrong with him!" Mokuba growls angrily.

"So that's the patient I'm supposed to be examining then. I see." The squat man rubs his chin thoughtfully. "Well, let's get him inside and sit down with him. If we can get him to talk I'm sure I can figure out what's wrong with him."

Mokuba looks at him suspiciously, then to Seto and back. He raises his eyebrow then shrugs. "You're the shrink."

"We prefer to be called psychological therapists."

"Well I prefer to call you a shrink." Mokuba looks at him through narrowed eyes and speaks in a much quieter, eerier voice. "We're not gonna have problems are we, sir?" The small doctor shook his head nervously. "Good. Then let's go."

Mokuba walked over to the still mental CEO and spoke to him gently. "Seto, there's a doctor here to see you."

Seto stood still for a moment, staring at Mokuba before suddenly screaming in an unusually high pitched voice and diving behind his little brother. "Get them away! They're gonna eat me! Damn birds! What have I done wrong in my past life to deserve this!"

Mokuba took his brother by the wrist and led him into the mansion to sit down. After many screeches and lots of cursing from the piercing noise, Mokuba and the doctor managed to get Seto to sit in an armchair to proceed with the interrogation. Seto sat hugging his knees and rocking slightly as his eyes darted around the room non-stop and he mumbled to himself.

The doctor knelt in front of him. "Young man, I am Doctor Breadenbudder." He held out his hand for Seto to shake but instead, the crazed eighteen-year-old began sniffing it. He stared into the shrinks eyes for a moment before he burst into tears. Mokuba stood next to his brother, rubbing his back comfortingly.

"It's okay, Seto. He's here to help you." The doctor remained in his place until Seto stopped crying.

"Can you tell me what it is that's frightening you, Seto?"

Seto locked gazes with the balding doctor. He frowned. "I'm not answering any questions until I get my peanut butter and jelly sandwich!" He turned and clung to Mokuba, burying his face in his brother's shirt. He began sobbing uncontrollably. "Mokie! I want my sandwich!" he whined.

"There, there, Seto. We'll get you your sandwich." Mokuba assured Seto as he patted his head. "Maid! Maid!" A slender, aging woman entered the room quickly. "Get my brother a peanut butter and jelly sandwich."

"Banana." Seto muttered.

"You want a banana too?" Mokuba asked.

"Peanut butter and banana sandwich."

"You want peanut butter and jelly and banana in one sandwich?"

"No. Don't put the jelly with the banana."

"So you want one peanut butter and banana sandwich and one peanut butter and jelly sandwich?"

"No jelly. Just peanut butter and banana."

"Just one peanut butter and banana sandwich?" Seto nodded his head. He stayed gripping Mokuba's shirting and eyeing the doctor to make sure he didn't get too close. Many moments of silence passed before the maid returned carrying a silver tray with a peanut butter and banana sandwich on a plate. Seto finally let go of the younger boy and took the tray from the maid. He placed it flat on his lap, took one bite of the sandwich and dropped it back onto the plate. He shot out of his seat and threw the tray against the wall, furious.

"I SAID I WANTED AN APPLE AND CINNAMON SANDWICH!"

"Apple and cinnamon sandwich?" Mokuba looked at him dumbly and stuck out his tongue. "Ew." He caught the hurt look Seto was giving him before he whipped his tongue back in and turned to the maid. "Apple and cinnamon sandwich. And I want a glass of milk."

Seto's eyes lit up. "Oh, oh, oh I want milk too!" The maid nodded and hurried out of the room. The doctor still remained patiently where he was.

After Seto finally got his sandwich and milk he sat calmly in the chair. Mokuba slowly inched back toward the couch and sat down. The CEO glared at the doctor as though he had done something wrong. "Um, Seto?" Mokuba asked. Seto's usual cold face turned questioningly to his younger brother. "Are you gonna tell the shrink what's wrong now?"

Seto's face was blank for a moment before realization clicked. "Oh right, no worries it was just a gas bubble."

Mokuba and the doctor stared at him dumbly until they caught a whiff of air, scrunched up their noses and ran out of the room gagging. Seto folded his hands in his lap neatly and smiled, satisfied.

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Alicia: Ewwwwwwwww. Well that's the first chappy of Randomness: Yu-Gi-Oh Style. So what did you think? Random right? Stupid right? That's what I do.

Joey: Guys…(sniff sniff) what's that smell? (covers his nose)

Alicia: (sniff gag) TRISTAN!

Tristan: (laughing) I'm not even sorry!

Alicia&Joey: (run out of the room desperately)