Crazi G: Sup? This is my 1st story on this website, so bring on the flames! Since I have 2 say it, I'll go ahead and do it. I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. In fact, I don't own crap. (Except my dog, BeeBop, who is pure and simple evil!) Ne'wayz, ON WITH THE LITERATURE! (If anyone besides me thought that was freaky, let me know! My English teacher was wanting everyone to get into literature more, and unfortunately, I think she's starting to succeed. Darn her!)
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Isis D Naughty
Once upon a time (Sorry, I couldn't resist!) Isis was driving home from school. On her way, she saw her little brother's yami, Malik. On a whim, she hit the gas, and ran over him. And thus the world was saved by Isis Ishtar!
THE END!
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Crazi G: Did I mention I was going to do a short and pointless story just for the heck of it? Sorry, I like to do stuff like that! I find it refreshing! For anyone wondering, yes I was dropped on my head when I was a baby! And I am NOT, a blonde! I have you know, I am THE Blonde! And now for the real story. (snickering heard in the background) Crazi G: Seriously! (Seen stomping off muttering about getting revenge on stupid snickers around the world.)
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Chapter 1: My Strange Dog BeeBop
Looking out the window Isis was wondering when the rain was going to stop. She had a motorcycle race she was supposed to race in, but unless the rain stopped…….Well she could forget that! She had been racing for two years now. It had started as a reckless, and somewhat, dangerous way to forget about Battle City. However, the more she did it the more she loved it. It almost became like something she craved. She was naturally good at it, and she began winning every race she was in, almost. The only time she had ever lost, was when some loser had drained out all of the gas from her R6 (Crazi G: Crouch Rocket! Their so sexy looking! I want 1!. Seen racing out the door for a motorcycle, when she realizes she has no money! Crazi G: DARN IT!) So while everyone else was racing away, she was sitting at the starting line, looking like an idiot! She didn't like looking like an idiot.
Suddenly she was jogged from her thoughts by something large, and furry taking a huge bite out of her butt! "Ouch! BeeBop!" she yelled angrily at the adorable dog with half of her pants hanging in his mouth. He looked like a gray golden reciever, with a patch of white on his belly, and blue eyes. (Crazi G: Yep! That's the evil dog I own! Beware! He does try to rip peoples pants off!) He cocked his head, rolled over for a belly rubbing, and gave her the cutest look he had! 'Darn him', Isis thought. 'I hate when he looks at me like that! It's impossible to be angry with him!' (Crazi G: Trust me! It is!) Isis gave him a long belly rubbing, and then a doggie treat. She had a large grin on her face, as she looked at him. He was one of the only things she could think of, and not have a truck load of bad memories bomb bard her. Even when she was bomb barded by bad memories, she could always count on BeeBop to bite her on the butt, and snap her out of it. Even if it was in the museum, or a store where he had no business being. BeeBop was definitely the only other being she could count on, besides herself.
She sometimes wondered if he was smarter than the average dog. She had raised BeeBop herself since he was a day old. She had found his mother, and the rest of his litter in a trash bag, laying on a beach near Dominoe City. Someone had drowned them. She buried them, and then heard whimpering coming from her purse. Opening it up, she found a soaking wet, fluffy little gray puppy, screaming for food. How he had gotten out of the trash bag, she didn't know. There weren't any holes in it. Another thing she thought was strange, was why he was so wet. The bag she found the other pups in was completely dry. It had been washed ashore by the tide, which was hours ago. She also wondered how he was able to get into her purse. He was to little to crawl, much less climb!
She could think of about twenty times when she had taken him to the dog pound, to try and find him another home. She didn't need, or want a puppy. However, when she pulled into the driveway, she would see him sitting on her doorstep with a smug look on his face. Eventually, she decided to keep him. There was obviously no getting rid of him, and she always felt bad about leaving him at the dog pound. As he got older, he would bring her things she had lost. But it was things like her birth certificate! She had locked in a safe at her house, and forgotten it when she went to get her motorcycle licenses. How he had pulled that one off, she would never know. Even freakier when she returned home after a grueling twelve hours of non-stop cataloging at the museum, she found a steaming hot bath, and a pizza sitting in the warmer. BeeBop was sitting at the door, with that smug look she knew so well. It was like he knew she would be too tired to do it on her own! She liked to think Marik or Oden had done that one. The only problem was BeeBop wouldn't let either of them near her or her house! Even if they had snuck around BeeBop, they would have at least left a note. However, she couldn't find a note any where!
Now that she thought of it, there was only one person who had tried to harm her in the past that BeeBop allowed near her. Seto Kaiba. Isis's face became blood red at the very thought of him. It became even redder when thought of the times BeeBop had deliberately shoved her into Seto. It was almost like BeeBop was telling her to ask Seto out! Needless to say, thanks to those instances, Isis was not Seto's favorite girl! And BeeBop was a living nightmare for Seto! Isis sighed. She shouldn't bother thinking about Seto. Even if she did listen to BeeBop's forceful hints, and ask him out, he would just laugh at her. He liked Serinity. He didn't even know Isis existed if he saw Serinity. It was just a nice day dream.
"OUCH! BEEBOP!"
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Crazi G: Well, that's my first chapter! For anyone wondering where I'm going with the whole 'BeeBop is smarter than the average dog thing' in this story he is. Thank God he isn't like this reality! He's evil enough! My brain is only so big! I can't handle big concepts, like BeeBop is smarter than he should be! Ne'wayz, I've gotta bounce! See ya!
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Isis D Naughty
Once upon a time (Sorry, I couldn't resist!) Isis was driving home from school. On her way, she saw her little brother's yami, Malik. On a whim, she hit the gas, and ran over him. And thus the world was saved by Isis Ishtar!
THE END!
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Crazi G: Did I mention I was going to do a short and pointless story just for the heck of it? Sorry, I like to do stuff like that! I find it refreshing! For anyone wondering, yes I was dropped on my head when I was a baby! And I am NOT, a blonde! I have you know, I am THE Blonde! And now for the real story. (snickering heard in the background) Crazi G: Seriously! (Seen stomping off muttering about getting revenge on stupid snickers around the world.)
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Chapter 1: My Strange Dog BeeBop
Looking out the window Isis was wondering when the rain was going to stop. She had a motorcycle race she was supposed to race in, but unless the rain stopped…….Well she could forget that! She had been racing for two years now. It had started as a reckless, and somewhat, dangerous way to forget about Battle City. However, the more she did it the more she loved it. It almost became like something she craved. She was naturally good at it, and she began winning every race she was in, almost. The only time she had ever lost, was when some loser had drained out all of the gas from her R6 (Crazi G: Crouch Rocket! Their so sexy looking! I want 1!. Seen racing out the door for a motorcycle, when she realizes she has no money! Crazi G: DARN IT!) So while everyone else was racing away, she was sitting at the starting line, looking like an idiot! She didn't like looking like an idiot.
Suddenly she was jogged from her thoughts by something large, and furry taking a huge bite out of her butt! "Ouch! BeeBop!" she yelled angrily at the adorable dog with half of her pants hanging in his mouth. He looked like a gray golden reciever, with a patch of white on his belly, and blue eyes. (Crazi G: Yep! That's the evil dog I own! Beware! He does try to rip peoples pants off!) He cocked his head, rolled over for a belly rubbing, and gave her the cutest look he had! 'Darn him', Isis thought. 'I hate when he looks at me like that! It's impossible to be angry with him!' (Crazi G: Trust me! It is!) Isis gave him a long belly rubbing, and then a doggie treat. She had a large grin on her face, as she looked at him. He was one of the only things she could think of, and not have a truck load of bad memories bomb bard her. Even when she was bomb barded by bad memories, she could always count on BeeBop to bite her on the butt, and snap her out of it. Even if it was in the museum, or a store where he had no business being. BeeBop was definitely the only other being she could count on, besides herself.
She sometimes wondered if he was smarter than the average dog. She had raised BeeBop herself since he was a day old. She had found his mother, and the rest of his litter in a trash bag, laying on a beach near Dominoe City. Someone had drowned them. She buried them, and then heard whimpering coming from her purse. Opening it up, she found a soaking wet, fluffy little gray puppy, screaming for food. How he had gotten out of the trash bag, she didn't know. There weren't any holes in it. Another thing she thought was strange, was why he was so wet. The bag she found the other pups in was completely dry. It had been washed ashore by the tide, which was hours ago. She also wondered how he was able to get into her purse. He was to little to crawl, much less climb!
She could think of about twenty times when she had taken him to the dog pound, to try and find him another home. She didn't need, or want a puppy. However, when she pulled into the driveway, she would see him sitting on her doorstep with a smug look on his face. Eventually, she decided to keep him. There was obviously no getting rid of him, and she always felt bad about leaving him at the dog pound. As he got older, he would bring her things she had lost. But it was things like her birth certificate! She had locked in a safe at her house, and forgotten it when she went to get her motorcycle licenses. How he had pulled that one off, she would never know. Even freakier when she returned home after a grueling twelve hours of non-stop cataloging at the museum, she found a steaming hot bath, and a pizza sitting in the warmer. BeeBop was sitting at the door, with that smug look she knew so well. It was like he knew she would be too tired to do it on her own! She liked to think Marik or Oden had done that one. The only problem was BeeBop wouldn't let either of them near her or her house! Even if they had snuck around BeeBop, they would have at least left a note. However, she couldn't find a note any where!
Now that she thought of it, there was only one person who had tried to harm her in the past that BeeBop allowed near her. Seto Kaiba. Isis's face became blood red at the very thought of him. It became even redder when thought of the times BeeBop had deliberately shoved her into Seto. It was almost like BeeBop was telling her to ask Seto out! Needless to say, thanks to those instances, Isis was not Seto's favorite girl! And BeeBop was a living nightmare for Seto! Isis sighed. She shouldn't bother thinking about Seto. Even if she did listen to BeeBop's forceful hints, and ask him out, he would just laugh at her. He liked Serinity. He didn't even know Isis existed if he saw Serinity. It was just a nice day dream.
"OUCH! BEEBOP!"
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Crazi G: Well, that's my first chapter! For anyone wondering where I'm going with the whole 'BeeBop is smarter than the average dog thing' in this story he is. Thank God he isn't like this reality! He's evil enough! My brain is only so big! I can't handle big concepts, like BeeBop is smarter than he should be! Ne'wayz, I've gotta bounce! See ya!