"What do ya mean it's a no-go?!" Bakura screamed at the top of his lungs, swinging a large skillet around.
"Don't be so tempted to hit somebody, Baku-kun," Ryou murmured, not even looking up for the fantasy novel he was reading. Bakura had been going on about the way things worked in the school they went to, and got into a fierce argument with Rika. Ryou, deciding not to be on Bakura's or Rika's side, sits in the corner of the living room, on a beanbag chair, reading a fantasy story.
"That's such Bull!" Bakura yelled at Rika, bring the skillet closer to her face.
"Get that thing out of my face, or I swear I'll kick your sorry butt, here and now!!" Rika grabbed a large body pillow off the couch.
"You know, you can't win when I have a large, steel skillet, and you have an oversized pillow…," Bakura sounded smug.
"Try me!!" Rika held in above her head.
"It's on!!" Bakura and Rika tackled each other, swearing and yelling at the top of their lungs. All the fighting came to an end when a large clang noise echoed through the house…