Chapter 1 - Welcome to the land of the Living!
[Ha! I got this random idea for a humor fic and here it is o_O; I hope you enjoy reading this as I did typing it on a slight sugar high! And beware of the use of swearing .; Disclaimer: Don't own anything of Yugioh, baka!]
It was a more or less typical afternoon in the Ishtar home. Isis had gone to the museum to work and Malik was stuck at home, with his yami. Malik walked back to his room, after noticing that his yami was a little too quiet for comfort.
"Yami?" he called out with slight nervousness.
There was no reply. Malik looked around his somewhat messy room with his eyes and saw that the closet door was shut tightly.
"I know you're in here, Yami," he called out a second time, again with no reply.
Malik cautiously approached the closet then threw the door open. Two loud yells were heard and a crashing of a chair as Malik found his yami was sleeping in the closet then the light hit Yami Malik's eyes when he woke up. Yami Malik fell out of the closet, rubbing his eyes.
"Gods damn it! WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!" he yelled as sat back up. "It was nice and DARK in there and I was having the nicest sleep!"
Malik peeked over the knocked over chair and sweat dropped. He could never really understand why his yami would sleep in the closet...like a vampire. He shook his head and mentally scolded himself not to watch anymore of those old horror movies.
"I wish you didn't do that. I TOLD you a million times not to sleep in my closet!" whined Malik as he stood back up and straightened the chair.
"What's the matter now? Are you going to have more nightmares because of my odd habits?" snickered Yami Malik as he reached inside the closet for his millennium rod.
After a few pats along the floor he turned around and started rummaging through the closet. He searched for a bit longer until he spotted it at the back corner.
'There it is,' he thought to himself, and then he spotted a teddy bear. 'Well, well...what do we have here?'
He grabbed the millennium rod and the teddy bear and crawled back out of the closet. He hid the bear behind his back and stood up, grinning somewhat slyly towards his light. His face was somewhat shadowed from his hair as the sunlight poured through the window. Malik watched his yami nervously, getting more nervous by the second.
'Hell, he looks scarier when he's awake,' thought Malik to himself.
"Is my little light getting scared again?" taunted Yami Malik as he whipped the teddy bear at his light's face. "If you just feel scared, just hug your little teddy bear and everything will be all better."
Malik caught the bear with his face and looked at it in his hands while his yami walked out of the bedroom, snickering. It took a couple of moments for Malik to notice that the old teddy bear was his and he quickly stuffed it in his closet, slamming the door shut afterwards.
'I thought I got rid of that Ra forsaken thing!' he hissed silently. 'Gods damn Isis for keeping these worthless things! I only hope that she didn't decide to keep pictures of me.'
Malik walked back out of his room and to the kitchen, where he regrettably found his yami searching the fridge for food.
"What are you doing?" asked Malik flatly as he sweat dropped.
"What does it look like, you moron..." grumbled Yami Malik as he looked over the edge of the fridge door barely at his lighter half.
He patted his hand along one of the shelves then there was a snap. There was a frozen moment as his eye twitched then the pain registered to his brain.
"AH! HOLY SHIT!" yelled Yami Malik as he yanked his hand back and shook it wildly as a mousetrap clamped over his fingers. "GET IT OFF!"
Malik just stood there, trying not to show how funny his yami looked then his yami should an icy glare at him.
"Get if OFF or I'll KILL YOU!" threatened his yami as he got more impatient.
Malik jumped a bit from the threat and grabbed his yami's wrist. "Hold still already!"
Yami Malik stood as still as he possibly could as Malik slowly and carefully pried the trap from his fingers. As soon as the trap was off, Yami Malik stuck his fingers in his mouth and tried not to think about the swelling. Malik sighed and scratched the back of his head. He had spend the most of his morning listening to his sister lecture him on about getting a job.
Malik was just about to start explaining about the job issue when he noticed his Yami was drinking the orange juice right out of the carton. "Yami!"
His yami looked at him. "...What?!"
"What did I tell you about doing that?! I told Isis that mouse trap wouldn't work!" sighed Malik, and then he noticed what he just said.
"You...WHAT!?" yelled Yami Malik as he started crushing the carton in his hands.
"I..err! NOTHING!" said Malik quickly as he started edging closer to the exit, keeping his hands up defensively. "I don't know how that mouse trap got there, really!"
"You little rat! GET OVER HERE!" yelled Yami Malik as he dropped the carton and ran after Malik, who already had a head start.
[There you have it! VERY short chapter one o_O; Please review and tell me what you think about it]
[Ha! I got this random idea for a humor fic and here it is o_O; I hope you enjoy reading this as I did typing it on a slight sugar high! And beware of the use of swearing .; Disclaimer: Don't own anything of Yugioh, baka!]
It was a more or less typical afternoon in the Ishtar home. Isis had gone to the museum to work and Malik was stuck at home, with his yami. Malik walked back to his room, after noticing that his yami was a little too quiet for comfort.
"Yami?" he called out with slight nervousness.
There was no reply. Malik looked around his somewhat messy room with his eyes and saw that the closet door was shut tightly.
"I know you're in here, Yami," he called out a second time, again with no reply.
Malik cautiously approached the closet then threw the door open. Two loud yells were heard and a crashing of a chair as Malik found his yami was sleeping in the closet then the light hit Yami Malik's eyes when he woke up. Yami Malik fell out of the closet, rubbing his eyes.
"Gods damn it! WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!" he yelled as sat back up. "It was nice and DARK in there and I was having the nicest sleep!"
Malik peeked over the knocked over chair and sweat dropped. He could never really understand why his yami would sleep in the closet...like a vampire. He shook his head and mentally scolded himself not to watch anymore of those old horror movies.
"I wish you didn't do that. I TOLD you a million times not to sleep in my closet!" whined Malik as he stood back up and straightened the chair.
"What's the matter now? Are you going to have more nightmares because of my odd habits?" snickered Yami Malik as he reached inside the closet for his millennium rod.
After a few pats along the floor he turned around and started rummaging through the closet. He searched for a bit longer until he spotted it at the back corner.
'There it is,' he thought to himself, and then he spotted a teddy bear. 'Well, well...what do we have here?'
He grabbed the millennium rod and the teddy bear and crawled back out of the closet. He hid the bear behind his back and stood up, grinning somewhat slyly towards his light. His face was somewhat shadowed from his hair as the sunlight poured through the window. Malik watched his yami nervously, getting more nervous by the second.
'Hell, he looks scarier when he's awake,' thought Malik to himself.
"Is my little light getting scared again?" taunted Yami Malik as he whipped the teddy bear at his light's face. "If you just feel scared, just hug your little teddy bear and everything will be all better."
Malik caught the bear with his face and looked at it in his hands while his yami walked out of the bedroom, snickering. It took a couple of moments for Malik to notice that the old teddy bear was his and he quickly stuffed it in his closet, slamming the door shut afterwards.
'I thought I got rid of that Ra forsaken thing!' he hissed silently. 'Gods damn Isis for keeping these worthless things! I only hope that she didn't decide to keep pictures of me.'
Malik walked back out of his room and to the kitchen, where he regrettably found his yami searching the fridge for food.
"What are you doing?" asked Malik flatly as he sweat dropped.
"What does it look like, you moron..." grumbled Yami Malik as he looked over the edge of the fridge door barely at his lighter half.
He patted his hand along one of the shelves then there was a snap. There was a frozen moment as his eye twitched then the pain registered to his brain.
"AH! HOLY SHIT!" yelled Yami Malik as he yanked his hand back and shook it wildly as a mousetrap clamped over his fingers. "GET IT OFF!"
Malik just stood there, trying not to show how funny his yami looked then his yami should an icy glare at him.
"Get if OFF or I'll KILL YOU!" threatened his yami as he got more impatient.
Malik jumped a bit from the threat and grabbed his yami's wrist. "Hold still already!"
Yami Malik stood as still as he possibly could as Malik slowly and carefully pried the trap from his fingers. As soon as the trap was off, Yami Malik stuck his fingers in his mouth and tried not to think about the swelling. Malik sighed and scratched the back of his head. He had spend the most of his morning listening to his sister lecture him on about getting a job.
Malik was just about to start explaining about the job issue when he noticed his Yami was drinking the orange juice right out of the carton. "Yami!"
His yami looked at him. "...What?!"
"What did I tell you about doing that?! I told Isis that mouse trap wouldn't work!" sighed Malik, and then he noticed what he just said.
"You...WHAT!?" yelled Yami Malik as he started crushing the carton in his hands.
"I..err! NOTHING!" said Malik quickly as he started edging closer to the exit, keeping his hands up defensively. "I don't know how that mouse trap got there, really!"
"You little rat! GET OVER HERE!" yelled Yami Malik as he dropped the carton and ran after Malik, who already had a head start.
[There you have it! VERY short chapter one o_O; Please review and tell me what you think about it]