I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! Wahoo. No lawsuits here. No siree. Nope, they
won't be coming around. I'm safe now. What? You want me to start the
fic? You're no fun. Fine.
Matchmaker
"Oh, Mokuba?" Seto Kaiba called into his younger brother's room. Mokuba jumped, slammed the top down on his laptop and turned to face his brother.
"Uh, yeah, Seto?" he said, giving his best Bambi eyes.
"What are you doing?" Mokuba squirmed a bit, then quickly looked back up.
"Nothing! Nothing at all. Yeah," he exclaimed. His brother's ice blue eyes bored a hole through his skull (not literally, unfortunately).
"Is that so?" Kaiba said coolly, then turned on his heel and marched off. Mokuba let out a huge sigh of relief and reopened his laptop.
"Back to business," he muttered. On his screen was a rough draft of a flyer, covered with pink curlicues. It read:
Date a Seto
Only $42 a date! Limited supply! Hurry while it lasts! Free shipping and handling
Mokuba smiled as he added a picture of his brother to the center. He hoped people wouldn't take the last part the wrong way. Whistling cheerfully, he clicked "Print" and hurried to the printer. After only a few seconds, the sheet was pushed out of a slot and taken quickly by the young boy. He grinned evilly. Finally, walking to the copier, he copied it as many times as there were sheets of paper in the copier (about 300, for those who care). Mokuba looked up with an evil glint in his eye.
Wahoo! That's it for the first chappie! Should I continue? If not, I'll take it down. Reviews would be greatly appreciated!
Matchmaker
"Oh, Mokuba?" Seto Kaiba called into his younger brother's room. Mokuba jumped, slammed the top down on his laptop and turned to face his brother.
"Uh, yeah, Seto?" he said, giving his best Bambi eyes.
"What are you doing?" Mokuba squirmed a bit, then quickly looked back up.
"Nothing! Nothing at all. Yeah," he exclaimed. His brother's ice blue eyes bored a hole through his skull (not literally, unfortunately).
"Is that so?" Kaiba said coolly, then turned on his heel and marched off. Mokuba let out a huge sigh of relief and reopened his laptop.
"Back to business," he muttered. On his screen was a rough draft of a flyer, covered with pink curlicues. It read:
Date a Seto
Only $42 a date! Limited supply! Hurry while it lasts! Free shipping and handling
Mokuba smiled as he added a picture of his brother to the center. He hoped people wouldn't take the last part the wrong way. Whistling cheerfully, he clicked "Print" and hurried to the printer. After only a few seconds, the sheet was pushed out of a slot and taken quickly by the young boy. He grinned evilly. Finally, walking to the copier, he copied it as many times as there were sheets of paper in the copier (about 300, for those who care). Mokuba looked up with an evil glint in his eye.
Wahoo! That's it for the first chappie! Should I continue? If not, I'll take it down. Reviews would be greatly appreciated!