Chapter one: A peaceful Game
"Alright Josh say goodbye to your Gren Maju Da Iza." Pat said fiercely and expectantly. We were playing Yu-Gi-Oh a lamo's pastime activity, and my monster is just too powerful. Between mine and his field he had on monster in defense(face down of course) and two cards in his hand one of which he was about to play face up to destroy my monster (not going to happen). I had my Gren Maju Da Iza and another face down monster and a face down trap. I don't think he actually expects to win but the hope was still there. "This card allows me to destroy any monster on the field which will allow me to finally destroy your life points"
I flipped up my trap card and without a word he threw the card into the graveyard. "I now attack your face down defense monster with Banisher of the Radiance and attack you directly. That's game".
Pat looks at me and his life points in awe. "Ah damn it; I've been defeated so early in a match. I can't believe it." He was in disbelief, thinking there was a way to finally beat me when in all actuality he can't because there's always something unexpected in my deck. I mean I'm always changing out cards. In short, I can't be beat.
"All right, and… cut." My friend Joey was on the side with his camera filming our every move. "That was a great match. Shit it was almost Hollywood grade."
"Yea, if you count over and extra poneage as Hollywood." I didn't think it was good enough for Hollywood at all. The battle was too short and I raped too easily. Either Pat steps up his game or I step down mine.
"Good game Josh, but I gotta get home" Pat said packing up his cards.
"All right, I'm gonna head over to Joey's house"
"Kay then, see ya tomorrow" Pat Walks out the back door and heads out through the cut to his house on Lovejoy. Pat was an "oh kay" guy, but he was a nerd. We called him Beachboy because he was taller than normal and had long sandy blond here that was kind of bowl-cut. It looked normal, but I guess that's just cause I've known him awhile.
Soon after Pat's leave, me and Joey took ours and headed to Joey's house. It was but a few minutes before we were there and the walk was a bit silent. Kind of hard to talk when you have nothing to say. When we got there, we began to review the footage we got from our duel. After about fifteen minutes Joey agreed it was, for lack of a better word, crap. "What the fuck is this shit." Joey said mindlessly reveiwing the tape. "I need somethin better to film."
"We need a fucking life. Badly." A few hours went by and it was starting to get late. I think it was about ten or ten-thirty. Anyways we said our farewells and i left for home.
When I got home I practicly destroyed the frige looking for food. I was fucking hungry! After finishing about half of a left over pizza I headed of to bed around twelve at night. Peacful dreams.