Disclaimer: Don't own the characters or series.
.: Email :.
Pegasus J. Crawford sat himself down at his finely polished cherry-wood table, and opened up the thin, silver portable notebook he'd bought only recently. He, with one hand, tapped in his password and with the other took a sip of his coffee (French roasted, lots of cream, no sugar) as he waited for the contraption to finish booting up. He was still getting used to the keyboard on this one, but that idle thought was broken when the words, "Hello, Pegasus!" came from the speakers. On his screen was the dancing image of Funny Rabbit, which was waving at him. Ah, this would never get old.
"You have mail!" it continued, pulling out a letter and holding it in both hands so that Pegasus could click on it to open said mail. "I bet I know who this is from," he sang to himself as he double-clicked the image.
I'm filing the lawsuit now.
That single line was all that was in the email, but it was enough to make Pegasus chuckle in his throat and take another drink. It seemed Kaiba-boy got the roses Pegasus had ordered him. He wondered what the brunette thought of the singing telegram that came with it.
.: end :.