And now, ladies and gents, it's time for sailorblaze reads your comments; the part of the show where, as it says, sailorblaze reads your comments!
Aqua girl 007: THANKS! That's very true. Let's just hope that any Bronies didn't notice Bakura and Joey's little arguement. Speaking of which, according to Bakura, over-laughing can give you cancer, so please watch your health! I don't want you to die and not know what happens in the story!
Baka Red Rabbit-chan: THANKS! And yes - it's hilarious.
Emichan and PhoenixWarrior: THANKS! You know, that comment about LK warmed my heart (I'm such a fan of the abridged series). It helps that you watch a marathon of YGO:tAS episodes when you're sick in bed. It really helps you get to know the character's personalities. And thanks for letting me know - it's just that I prefer Target.
hellomaru: THANKS! Ask, and ye shall recieve; this IS the next chapter, after all. :)
LK has my permission to do a dramatic reading of this. That is, if he comes across this fic, which is highly unlikely, but one can dream! I am also praying this gets a place on TV Tropes, but this will never catch on.
Yu-Gi-Oh is owned by Kazuki Takahashi. Yu-Gi-Oh Abridged is owned by Little Kuriboh/CardGamesFTW. My Little Pony is owned by Hasbro. Facebook is owned by Mark Zuckerberg.
Marik and Bakura were on the way back to Target. Right now, the two were conversing about their escapade yesterday.
"Yes Marik," Bakura irritatedly relayed for the 30th time that morning, "For some bloody reason, Joey was buying Serenity, his younger sister, who is too old for it anyway, a My Little Pony playset. Why would anyone do that? It's meant for children!"
Marik sadly glanced at Bakura. "But I like the TV show," he murmered.
"No you don't, Marik. Ah, here's the store."
Then, Marik and Bakura entered Target for the third time. Bakura pulled out the notepad, and read, "Number 7: Hide in the center of the clothes circle where people find shirts, and jump out and yell '!' Marik, there's no bloody way that I'm screaming that."
"But Bakura! It's for a good cause," Marik begged, "We get to embarrass the Pharoah!"
Bakura sighed. "Marik, you're better at sounding like a total moron. Now, get in the clothes circle, and when I give the signal, jump out."
Marik then responded, "Fluffy! I don't know what the signal is!"
"Fine. The signal is me holding up the peace sign."
"Got it!" Marik then got into the center of a clothes circle with shirts. After a while, Duke Devlin walked by, and proceeded to start browsing for shirts. Just before Bakura could give the signal, Marik jumped out, and started yelling "Aihaihaihaihai!"
Duke Devlin shrugged, and commented (with his theme music), "Even in Target, everyone follows the one known as Duke Devlin," before walking away.
Bakura eagerly crossed off Number 7, and then read, "Number 8: Go into the dressing room, wait a few minutes, then yell 'THERES NO TOILET PAPER IN HERE!' Well, Marik, we should get to the dressing room."
Once they reached the Men's Dressing Room area, Marik casually sauntered into one of the stalls. Bakura decided to wait outside, and spent the next few minutes checking his e-mails. Finally, after what seemed like ages, Bakura heard Marik shriek, "THERE'S NO TOILET PAPER IN HERE!" Bakura then heard an employee begrudgingly tell Marik that this was not the bathroom.
Bakura then crossed off Number 8, and when Marik resurfaced, Bakura read, "Number 9: Get a batman costume, put it on, and run around the store screaming at the top of your lungs, 'COME ROBIN! TO THE BATMOBILE!' Marik, since you're going to scream that I should do one, this is what I'll have to do."
A few moments later, Bakura left the dressing room, wearing a Batman costume, and proceeded to start running around the store, claiming to be Batman. Marik followed Bakura taking a video to post on Facebook. At one point, Bakura even grabbed Mokuba's hand, and started running around with him. While all of this was going on, Marik whipped out his phone, logged onto Facebook, and posted the video.
A little while later, Bakura came out of the dressing room, now back in his normal clothing. "Marik, I saw you make that video. Whatever you do, don't post it on bloody Facebook."
"But Fluffy," Marik said, trying not to laugh, "I already posted it on bloody Facebook." At that point, Bakura picked up Marik by the legs, swung the latter over his own shoulder, and stomped out to the Marikmobile.
"Now, Marik," Bakura growled, "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't stuff you in the trunk."
"I'm too pretty."
Bakura sighed, and placed Marik down. "Be glad that that's true," Bakura angrily noted, crossing out Number 9. "We're going back inside, Marik. There's more to be done."
Short chapter is very, very short. I apologize.
