"Marik, why is there a naked child running around the apartment?" Bakura queried as he held two bags of groceries. He normally didn't shop, but he had nothing better to do that day.
"Oh, that's Jason!" Marik chirped. "And he's getting a bath as soon as I can wrangle him."
Bakura glanced into the kitchen where Jason had scurried. "Er..." He set the bags down at his feet. "Should I even ask?"
Unperturbed, Marik clapped his hands together. "He's our son now so be nice."
"Our...what?"
"I adopted him. Could you start dinner while I get him all cleaned up?"
"I...what?"
"Keep up Bakura!"
"Why would anyone let you adopt...unless you-"
"Kidnapped him? Yes. 'K, Bakura, I expect you know how to make pasta by now. Jason! It is bath time!"
The child flew past Bakura and ran after Marik.
Bakura did a lot of drinking that night.
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[AN: In loving memory of Yugi's sandwich. November 14, 2014 - November 14, 2014]
