---It's a little late cause I should have updated this yesterday.

But I've been busy getting ready for College.

Not many days left now.

Disclaimer: I don't own Fashion Bug or Hot Topic (Though I wish I did). I also don't own any other store named in this chapter. ---

Chapter Four:

A Store?

(2:45)

"You've never been to a store?" Six Thirty asked as the two non-Yu-Gi-Oh characters in the story walked around the Kaiba Mansion and to the garage.

"Does Fashion Bug and Hot Topic count?" Laria asked.

"Depends," said Six Thirty, "Show me what you got at Hot Topic, is it edible?"

"Hmm," Laria smiled, "Ask Malik, he knows."

"Goeken!" Six Thirty yelled randomly… randomly because that was Japanese for 'rape' and that hardly fit into the conversation, he just must like to say it because it is a fun word, "Goeken!"

"You can't goeken the willing!" said Laria.

"You have all your groceries delivered?" Six Thirty asked, getting back the conversation at hand.

"Yes."

"Ra help us," Six Thirty sighed, looking up towards the sky since Ra was the god of the sun, though help from Ra was a bad thing to wish for because Ra hated Laria and pelted her car with squirrels when she drove.

Finally, they had reached the garage where Laria's car was. They got in and Six Thirty drove them to Wal-Mart. Six Thirty drove because they did not want to be pelted, and because Laria never got a drivers license… A semi-famous Authoress such as herself was to good for a driver's license… or so she thought.

"This is a Wal-Mart Super Center," Six Thirty said as the pulled into a parking space.

"You mean there's more than one?" Laria asked getting out of the car and heading toward the store.

"Quite a few more."

"Is it true they have everything?" Laria asked as the stepped into the store. Walking past the sliding doors the Authoresses eyes went wide with amazement.

"Close enough," Six Thirty said getting a cart, "except they don't sell cars. I wish they did, mine is dying from an advanced case of handscir."

Handscir was a deadly disease, like that of the one that killed that actor that played Dumbledore. In addition, the car that Six Thirty spoke of was his truck, Inga, which was poo-colored and had no working fuel gauge. It was also slowly falling apart… Kinda like leprosy.

For the next few hours they traveled around the store filling up the cart with everything they needed, and then some because Laria kept slipping things in while Six Thirty was not looking. After he cart was over flowing the Authoress shoved Six Thirty out of the way and took over driving the cart… you don't need a license for that!

"This is what we need!" Laria said as she started to push the cart out the door.

"Oh no you don't!" Six Thirty said taking over the cart driving, "We have to pay for the items before leaving!"

"Oh right," Laria said stealing the cart from Six Thirty again and pushing it up to the nearest Wal-Mart Personnel, "Put it on my account."

With that she started to the door again, but Six Thirty stopped her and took the cart back again.

"You really have been only at clothing stores!" he said, astounded, "At grocery stores, you don't have accounts. You have to pay with cash, checks, or credit cards."

"Ohohoh! I have a credit card!" she said excitedly pulling out the key ring with Seto—I mean her fifty different credit cards, she handed them to Six Thirty, "Here!"

"Women and their credit cards," Six Thirty muttered as he pushed the cart away from the dumbfounded Wal-Mart Personnel, "Over here is the check out line, where we pay for our groceries."

And that is what they did.

Soon they were out of the store and putting the groceries in Laria's car. People passing by might have wondered how they would fit such a large amount of groceries into such a small car, but what they didn't know was that somehow the inside of car was magically huge… they often referred to this car as 'The Boat'.

"Let's get back," Six Thirty said getting in the car and driving away.

After a relatively uneventful car ride, compared to the rest of the story, they reached the Mansion again.

"We're finally home," Laria said, helping Six Thirty lug the massive amount of groceries to the Mansion.

"Looks like a storms coming," Six Thirty commented as he stepped up to the door, which was locked.

"Yeah, looks like it's about to—"

Before the Authoress could finish her sentence, it down poured.

"—Rain." She sighed before running to the door herself.

Laria stood at the door to the Mansion searching for her key when Yugi and the Pharaoh walked up under an umbrella.

"Oh well." The shorter of the two said, "We're having the party inside anyways."

"Yeah, it's not like we are having it outside," Bakura said appearing suddenly beside Laria, scaring her.

"BAKURA!" she screamed, "Stop doing that to me! Appear beside someone else and scare them for a change!"

The white haired spirit only chuckled at her; Laria however shook her head, getting water on him, even though he was already wet from the rain.

"Let's go in," Laria said finally finding her key, but she unlocked the door she read the note that had been left on the door.

Too quiet around here, I'll see ya later hikari! –Yani

"Yani is gone," Laria announced to the group, setting the paper on the ground next to the 'You're NOT Welcome' mat.

"Hurry up!" Bakura barked at everyone, wanting to get this party started.

"HELLO!" Brian, from Potions Class, said really loudly walking up behind Laria.

"BAKURA!" Laria screamed, jumping a mile the air out of habit, "Oh, hi Brian! Want to join us?"

"…Join you…?" Brian asked looking at them, "Is this some sort of Yu-Gi-Oh cult thingy? Stand out in the rain and scare each other?"

"Yes—"

"—No, ignore the Pharaoh, it is a party," Yugi interrupted, "If you want you can come."

"Okay," Brian said entering the door that Laria had finally unlocked. Everyone else followed Brian into the house, Laria was last because she had to lock up because of some stupid rule Seto had made up… why she followed he's rules was a mystery even to herself.

"HELLO!" Harry Potter said loudly this time as he came up behind Laria.

"BAKURA!" she screamed again, thinking this will never end.

"Nope, it's Harry," the boy-who-lived said, "Hey have you seen Brian? Is he here?"

Laria was shaking in anger at being scared not once, not twice, but three times in the past five minutes.

"Yes, he is here," she said through clenched teeth, "Would you like to come to my party?"

"Could I?" Harry asked; just because Voldemort has not killed him yet, did not mean he was the sharpest crayon the box.

"No, I'm just asking out of curiosity," Laria said sarcastically, "YES! You can come!"

"Okay!" Harry said, not knowing what her problem was, "Lets go in then."

---Shuck you!---