Yesh! I wrote chapter six! It's not long, but be proud! *sniffs and
salutes the Canadian flag*
The cliffhanger is over! Muwahhahahahahahh-ahahaahhaahhaa....*cough* Sorry,
I just couldn't leave you or Pegasus hanging for long. Heehee.
Hikari Briefs, did you want me to write that story involving Yami Bakura, Bakura and Pegasus?
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Chapter six Seto Kaiba
I had been having a fairly nice, low-key conversation with Isabelle that night when we both heard the sound of the window opening.
Having just been told by Isabelle that the night before, Pegasus had nearly killed himself, I made a mad dash up the stairs to get to him. It took me a few tries before I found Pegasus' room. Why was this place so damned big?! I swung one door open only to be met by the scream of a woman and a slap across the face.
"Sorry ma'am!" I yelped, running along as she threw random objects at me. "Oh God I'm blind." I muttered, shuddering at the image I'd seen.
I knew when I'd found the right room, the sight of his suit hanging up was a good sign that it was his. The window was wide open and Pegasus was nowhere in sight.
"Pegasus?!" I shouted, running to the window and peering over, though I really was afraid to look. Yep, there he was, just barely holding on. I didn't think twice, grabbing his wrists and pulling him up. We both fell onto the ground in a very ungraceful heap.
After a few moments of silence, I spoke up.
"What the hell did you think you were doing?! That's no way to treat life! You have a brain Pegasus! Use it!" "Oh come off it!" He snapped, startling me. "I can assure you, Kaiba- boy..." grr...that nickname again. "That if I was going to rid of myself, I would not have been holding onto the ledge! Besides, that is not quite my ideal way of leaving the world. I would rather not be a Pegasus pancake on the road thank you very much!" He glowered at me.
'Pegasus pancake' apparently he hadn't lost his twisted sense of humour and fondness for cartoons.
"Then what were you doing?" I stared at him, just daring him to lie. "Well I certainly wasn't reciting for Romeo and Juliet! It wouldn't be too romantic if Romeo fell out yonder window and landed on his ass!" He seethed. "I'll have you know I was helping a fine feathered friend!"
I couldn't help what happened next. I couldn't control it. I burst out laughing, half from the Romeo comment and half from the indignant look on his face.
"I hardly think this is a laughing matter." He spoke as seriously as possible...which just made me laugh harder. "Oh that's it! Go to your room!" Pegasus stood up, pointing out the door. I left only because I didn't have the breath to argue. I walked out laughing so hard tears streamed down my face...and I can't remember any time that had happened to me before then. I staggered into my room across the hall and threw myself down on the bed, still laughing. In fact, through out the night I occasionally burst out into giggles. Apparently Pegasus heard it.
"Oh, do shut up!" He shouted once.
But the next time I started snickering again, something unexpected happened. My doors burst open and Pegasus stood, seething, with a pillow in each hand.
"Prepare to die dragon-boy!" He shouted, running at me and promptly beating me with the pillows before I had a chance to react. I'll admit he got me over the head good a few times, but I got hold of a pillow of my own and began fighting back.
So there we stood, two grown men hitting each other with goose down pillows, feathers flying all over the room. We must have looked like complete idiots. But neither of us seemed to care as we beat each other as senseless as we could.
Then when it seemed impossible for me to stop him beating me with the near empty pillow, I resorted to old methods.
"You're going down Peggy-sue!" I leapt at him grabbing him around the waist and tackling him to the ground. More feathers flew through the air as we rolled around on the ground, punching and kicking each other.
Once he even managed to pin me down and get a few good shots in the face. From a pillow fight to WWF in five seconds...very mature...God...if Yugi could see us now. I bet he would laugh like never before. We were fighting like Joey and Tristan always did...except the two of us were supposed to be suave, sophisticated and cool, unlike the puppy dog and shark boy.
"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!" Came the shout of an Irish accent.
Both Pegasus and I looked up to see a squat, red-headed elderly woman standing in the doorway. Her eyes were narrowed, her hair was in curlers and her arms were crossed, a glare plastered on her wrinkled face.
Pegasus was sitting on me, one hand grabbing my collar, his other drawn back in a punch that had stopped mid-air.
"There are people tryin' to sleep in this place ya know, and youse two are rollin' 'round on the ground rough housin'!" She growled. She somehow reminded me of a rabid bull dog of some sort. "He started it!" We both said, pointing at each other. "I don' care who started it! You'd better finish it if you value your testicles, 'cause I needs me sleep and I gots a pair o' sharp scissors back in me room." She glared at us both. She looked back and forth between the two of us. I felt pretty stupid with feathers hanging off of me, but I dare not move with the threat she was holding above our heads. "Mr Pegasus?" She blinked in realization. "Good morning Mabel." Pegasus spoke in a voice that would make grandmothers swoon and mothers nod in approval. "Oh Mr. Pegasus..." She began breathlessly. "I'm so glad you've found someone to share your life with!" She finished excitedly. "Yes, I - ..." Pegasus began and then realized what she had said. "What? No, he's not...I mean...we're not..." he stuttered, making frantic movements. "I'm so happy for you Maximillion!" She laughed, clapping her hands together. "Don't frolick too long though boys." She shook a finger "You both need your sleep!" She walked off happily, muttering to herself.
I stared over at Pegasus. "She...doesn't really think we're....together...does she?" I asked, dreading the answer. "It will be around the castle by tomorrow afternoon that we're 'frolicking' all night." Pegasus muttered, stalking off back to his room.
I closed my door and threw myself back into bed. Good God. That was fun. And as for the whole rumour thing that would be spread through the castle by tomorrow...well...I think I can live with that. I gave a smirk and settled into the pillows for the rest of the morning.
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Any suggestions, comments, coasters, kindling or praise, e-mail me at lessthanproper@hotmail.com thanks!
Hikari Briefs, did you want me to write that story involving Yami Bakura, Bakura and Pegasus?
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Chapter six Seto Kaiba
I had been having a fairly nice, low-key conversation with Isabelle that night when we both heard the sound of the window opening.
Having just been told by Isabelle that the night before, Pegasus had nearly killed himself, I made a mad dash up the stairs to get to him. It took me a few tries before I found Pegasus' room. Why was this place so damned big?! I swung one door open only to be met by the scream of a woman and a slap across the face.
"Sorry ma'am!" I yelped, running along as she threw random objects at me. "Oh God I'm blind." I muttered, shuddering at the image I'd seen.
I knew when I'd found the right room, the sight of his suit hanging up was a good sign that it was his. The window was wide open and Pegasus was nowhere in sight.
"Pegasus?!" I shouted, running to the window and peering over, though I really was afraid to look. Yep, there he was, just barely holding on. I didn't think twice, grabbing his wrists and pulling him up. We both fell onto the ground in a very ungraceful heap.
After a few moments of silence, I spoke up.
"What the hell did you think you were doing?! That's no way to treat life! You have a brain Pegasus! Use it!" "Oh come off it!" He snapped, startling me. "I can assure you, Kaiba- boy..." grr...that nickname again. "That if I was going to rid of myself, I would not have been holding onto the ledge! Besides, that is not quite my ideal way of leaving the world. I would rather not be a Pegasus pancake on the road thank you very much!" He glowered at me.
'Pegasus pancake' apparently he hadn't lost his twisted sense of humour and fondness for cartoons.
"Then what were you doing?" I stared at him, just daring him to lie. "Well I certainly wasn't reciting for Romeo and Juliet! It wouldn't be too romantic if Romeo fell out yonder window and landed on his ass!" He seethed. "I'll have you know I was helping a fine feathered friend!"
I couldn't help what happened next. I couldn't control it. I burst out laughing, half from the Romeo comment and half from the indignant look on his face.
"I hardly think this is a laughing matter." He spoke as seriously as possible...which just made me laugh harder. "Oh that's it! Go to your room!" Pegasus stood up, pointing out the door. I left only because I didn't have the breath to argue. I walked out laughing so hard tears streamed down my face...and I can't remember any time that had happened to me before then. I staggered into my room across the hall and threw myself down on the bed, still laughing. In fact, through out the night I occasionally burst out into giggles. Apparently Pegasus heard it.
"Oh, do shut up!" He shouted once.
But the next time I started snickering again, something unexpected happened. My doors burst open and Pegasus stood, seething, with a pillow in each hand.
"Prepare to die dragon-boy!" He shouted, running at me and promptly beating me with the pillows before I had a chance to react. I'll admit he got me over the head good a few times, but I got hold of a pillow of my own and began fighting back.
So there we stood, two grown men hitting each other with goose down pillows, feathers flying all over the room. We must have looked like complete idiots. But neither of us seemed to care as we beat each other as senseless as we could.
Then when it seemed impossible for me to stop him beating me with the near empty pillow, I resorted to old methods.
"You're going down Peggy-sue!" I leapt at him grabbing him around the waist and tackling him to the ground. More feathers flew through the air as we rolled around on the ground, punching and kicking each other.
Once he even managed to pin me down and get a few good shots in the face. From a pillow fight to WWF in five seconds...very mature...God...if Yugi could see us now. I bet he would laugh like never before. We were fighting like Joey and Tristan always did...except the two of us were supposed to be suave, sophisticated and cool, unlike the puppy dog and shark boy.
"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!" Came the shout of an Irish accent.
Both Pegasus and I looked up to see a squat, red-headed elderly woman standing in the doorway. Her eyes were narrowed, her hair was in curlers and her arms were crossed, a glare plastered on her wrinkled face.
Pegasus was sitting on me, one hand grabbing my collar, his other drawn back in a punch that had stopped mid-air.
"There are people tryin' to sleep in this place ya know, and youse two are rollin' 'round on the ground rough housin'!" She growled. She somehow reminded me of a rabid bull dog of some sort. "He started it!" We both said, pointing at each other. "I don' care who started it! You'd better finish it if you value your testicles, 'cause I needs me sleep and I gots a pair o' sharp scissors back in me room." She glared at us both. She looked back and forth between the two of us. I felt pretty stupid with feathers hanging off of me, but I dare not move with the threat she was holding above our heads. "Mr Pegasus?" She blinked in realization. "Good morning Mabel." Pegasus spoke in a voice that would make grandmothers swoon and mothers nod in approval. "Oh Mr. Pegasus..." She began breathlessly. "I'm so glad you've found someone to share your life with!" She finished excitedly. "Yes, I - ..." Pegasus began and then realized what she had said. "What? No, he's not...I mean...we're not..." he stuttered, making frantic movements. "I'm so happy for you Maximillion!" She laughed, clapping her hands together. "Don't frolick too long though boys." She shook a finger "You both need your sleep!" She walked off happily, muttering to herself.
I stared over at Pegasus. "She...doesn't really think we're....together...does she?" I asked, dreading the answer. "It will be around the castle by tomorrow afternoon that we're 'frolicking' all night." Pegasus muttered, stalking off back to his room.
I closed my door and threw myself back into bed. Good God. That was fun. And as for the whole rumour thing that would be spread through the castle by tomorrow...well...I think I can live with that. I gave a smirk and settled into the pillows for the rest of the morning.
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