Hah yes, anybody feel like giving me a crazy idea that would happen to the Kaiba Brothers feel free to leave an idea in a review.

Yugioh belongs to Kazuki Takahashi


Segway Runaway

January 31st.

Mokuba was studying on the couch for a big test when something slow moving caught his attention. He glanced at the door to watch Noah glide by and went back to reading. It wasn't anything new to him.

It wasn't for Kaiba.

Especially since this was happening in his company building.

"That was Noah on a segway wasn't it?" Seto asked when Noah spun on the vehicle past the office door again.

"Yup,"

"Why is he wearing a helmet and goggles?"

"Is he?" Mokuba checked as Noah made another round. He made an astonished face, "wow he is." And continued reading without another thought on it.

Seto didn't like his reaction, "Mokuba, your brother is riding around on your Christmas present and disrupting my work."

"Sorry, but contrary to your belief I have no control over him." He sighed as he felt his brother's deadly glare. "Noah,"

Noah stopped in mid-turn, "Yes?"

"Since you're up get me a soda…and some Inderal for Seto," Mokuba quickly hid behind his book to avoid Seto's glare.

The green-haired Kaiba gave a thumb's up, "Alright on the carbonated drink. The Inderal may take some time," and he slowly zoomed off.

"That looks cool." Angel said in a flat tone as she and Roland entered the office.

"Why is she here?" Kaiba demanded while the man handed him some files.

"Immigration came for Rosa." The girl immediately answered. Roland hushed his daughter and told her not to say such things.

"Well?" The CEO pressed.

"…Our nanny's on vacation." He said and his daughter took the opportunity to place a card on Seto's desk. Her father was flabbergasted, but Kaiba took the card and read it. It was an invitation to the girl's birthday.

"Sorry, but I'd rather not hang around a bunch of seven year olds."

Angel shrugged, "I guess that works." She grabbed a large plastic container that had her drawing things and sat down next to Mokuba.

"Angel we should be—"

"She can stay."

"Oh," Roland stood there for a couple of seconds.

"You have to do work." Kaiba elaborated that the man couldn't stay. He understood and left.

"So, Angel, where are you having your birthday?" Mokuba made small talk while she drew a cat.

"Our place," She answered with no enthusiasm.

"What are your friends and you going to do?"

"They'll be at Matt Nariko's Birthday party." The last name rung a bell to the two Kaiba's.

"Wasn't that the last name of the guy whose face we drew all over, Seto?"

"That would be correct." Seto replied to Mokuba's question.

"Why are your friends going to his party?"

"Because he's got an indoor pool," Angel replied spitefully, "He talks about it all the time."

Kaiba made a noise of contempt, "Doesn't sound like friends to me."

"They're easily impressed, it's their flaw." The conversation ceased as Noah came motoring in. He snapped off his goggles and tossed Mokuba his soda. Noah presented a plastic pharmacy bag to Kaiba. "It's not Inderal, but it'll calm you down."

Seto took the bag and threw it into the trash.

Noah traveled to the couch and Angel watched in amusement. "And how are you today Miss Roland?"

"Very bored."

"Oh…" There was a long silence before Noah sighed and said, "Well I'll be right back."

"Where are you going?" Angel questioned as Noah started to leave on his segway.

"To the men's room."

"On a scooter, that's a little much isn't it?"

Noah thought about this carefully, "I suppose you're right," he got off, "I'll be right back." As soon as he was out of sight Angel jumped on the segway with an uncharacteristic grin.

"I'm keeping this." Angel told them and disappeared.

Mokuba was in tears when Noah returned and demanded. "Where's my segway?!" They let him run around and try to look for it. Finally he yelled, "Where is it?!"

"Angel stole it." Seto replied bluntly. Mokuba couldn't hold it in and fell to the ground laughing.

"That's not funny!" Noah scolded and eyed Kaiba's computer monitor in disbelief, "Are you laughing behind there?!"

Seto glared at Noah with a somber expression, "Does it look like I've been laughing?" he asked rhetorically.

Noah kept on fuming, "That evil little girl!" and ran out of the office.

He never got his segway back.