Joey took the assignment out of his backpack and walked to the teacher's desk. He tapped the mock birth certificate twice before setting it on his teacher's desk. He took a few moments to look at him in the eyes to say, 'see, I did your silly assignment'. The teacher gave a huff and pointed to the "turn-in" box.

"I see you have forgotten your way, Mr. Wheeler."

Joey gave an agitated look and gave a exasperated sigh before taking two steps to turn it in the turn-in box. Joey stomped away to where Kaiba was looking all high and mighty like the cheshire cat that just fooled Alice.

"Great. My partner can't even fucking read." Kaiba grunted.

"Hey, shut up and get back in the kitchen." Joey retorted, sitting down heavily next to Kaiba. "I want a grilled cheese sandwich."

Kaiba was about to respond, but at that moment the teacher came up to their desk and set a large white egg on top of a small white styrofoam stand. He moved from desk to desk, setting down identical eggs on each.

"Alright! It's pretty simple, everyone. You'll be taking care of your eggs for the next six weeks, and you must allow no harm to come to them. But that's only part of the deal. You, your partner, and your eggs are a family, with all of the responsibilities that any other family has. What happens when the brakes give out on your car? Who's going to pay for tonsil removal? How are your eggs getting through college?"

"I'm stuck with Wheeler's genetics. I'll be thrilled if they graduate high school." Kaiba muttered under his breath.

"Well, with your genetics he's a mortal lock to die a virgin." Joey spat.

"These are the things you must concern yourself with." The teacher continued, talking over Kaiba and Joey sniping at each other. "You have to track all finances, deal with an assortment of family emergencies, and try to be the very best parents that you can be."

Joey raised his hand. "Professor Takanaka, can I switch partners? My son is already addicted to meth, my wife can't just help herself." The entire class couldn't help but snicker at this.

"As long as you don't wind up with a crack baby, Mr. Wheeler, you should be just fine." Takanaka replied tartily

"If we don't get an A on this assignment Wheeler, I will not rest until your white trash father is fired from whatever backwater job he works and is blacklisted from ever working in this town again." Kaiba menaced under his breath.

Joey's nostrils flared. "Don't you ever talk about my family like that again you fucking rich dickbag. Doesn't matter how long I spend in prison or even if I get the death penalty- I will kill you."

"Don't take me so seriously Wheeler. I was just trying to motivate you into reaching your full potential."

"I have potential?"

Kaiba stayed silent for a few moments before dodging the question. "So, what are we buying? You gotta pay everyone on payroll. My personal assistants, my maidservice-"

"I always thought they were robots like Chi!"

"They don't have those yet, idiot!"

"Doesn't matter. Nothing in this assignment says that I am you." Joey cleared his throat.

"You think anyone else on this planet could run Kaibacorp? You're me, whether you like it or not." Kaiba slowly pulled the egg over towards him.

"All you do all day is count money. I could do that." Joey snarked.

Kaiba scoffed. "You have no clue what you're talking about. We're doing this my way."

"Okay, fine, I'm you," Joey cleared his throat. "So...payroll...male strippers, drug dealers, gay pornography directors-"

"We all know what you'd do if you had two quarters to rub together, Wheeler," Kaiba interrupted. "now stop being a fag and pay attention."

"On average, how many male prostitutes do you think you go through a week?" Joey asked, a look of mock thoughtfulness on his face.

Kaiba shook his head. "Fuck yourself."

"Hey, why don't you go have your happy time with 'Princess' Adina to make yourself feel better?" Joey snickered. "Virtual reality, allowing a Kaiba to get pussy for the first time in the history of the Kaibas or pussy."

"You have a deathwish, you know that?"

"Mr. Kaiba, Mr. Wheeler, there are women present in this classroom." The professor interjected, leaning down towards the pair. "Now kindly make yourselves productive."

The professor walked away, leaving Kaiba to slowly pull out some documents from the envelope they had received days before.

"Right." Kaiba looked over some of the figures. "Huh. I make more than that." He looked over at Joey. "I pay more than this in taxes. You're doing a pretty shitty job."

"It's not my fault that my company has terrible name like Kaibacorp." Joey countered.

"Right. So, your...poor imitation of my company has received a gross profit of two hundred and fifty million dollars over the past week." Kaiba nodded. "Now...we have payroll for two hundred thousand employees worldwide, upkeep costs, electricity, public relations investments..."

"Kaiba, I am sure that he just wants me to pay basics like, house and electricity... and food and stuff."

"Hey, we're doing this my way, Wheeler. You know nothing about running a major organization. You probably think Stock Dilution is accomplished by pouring water in it." Kaiba reached down and pulled up a large, heavy backpack.

"You really know how to suck the fun right out of an assignment," Joey folded his arms and tilted back in his chair. As Joey started to rest his eyes, Kaiba threw a pencil at his face.

"Yo boss, have to write. I am a house wife and not permitted to actually work on the assignment when it pertains to business."

Joey picked the pencil up off the floor. "Put that backpack down, Kaiba. We're in the middle of class, nobody wants to see your gay porn collection."

"This backpack is your life for the next six weeks, Wheeler." He dropped it heavily into Joey's lap. "This is how you run Kaibacorp. Summarized and abridged for your lower intellect to comprehend, of course."

"You call this abridged?" Joey grunted, pushing the backpack to the floor, making a heavy thump on contact. "Fuck this, I run Kaibacorp my own way. My first new policy is I place a billion dollars in a big pile on the lawn and all my employees just come up and take as much as they can in a wheelbarrow."

"Yeah, I know just where you'll run Kaibacorp. Right into the fucking ground."

"Just let me work, woman!"

Joey started to look some of the documents over. Kaiba took the opportunity to pick the egg up delicately in his left hand, taking a marker up to it and delicately painting a pair of eyes and frowning face on the surface.

"Boring." Joey jumped up from his chair before Kaiba could react and walked across the room to where Yugi and Téa were meticulously decorating their seven eggs with an array of paints.

"Oh look, Téa ! Michelle here has your big, beautiful eyes." Yugi said, slowly going over one of the egg surfaces with a brush.

"Curtis has your adorable little dangling bang." Tea replied, painting an egg of her own.

"If you name them it's only going to make it harder when you have to chuck them in six weeks." Joey said warningly.

"So Joey...what's it like, being married to a complete doucherocket?" Téa asked, looking up from her egg.

Joey shrugged. "Douchey. Can't believe the mouth on him. I should get bonus points for putting up with his ass."

"And your poor egg will have to suffer the friction of your relationship!" Téa added in mock sadness.

"He's not...he's not as bad as you're making it out to be," Yugi said slowly. "And I guarantee you'll do well on the assignment if you listen to him and do what he says."

"Listen to Kaiba?" Joey growled. "I'd rather fuck a cactus."

"Wheeler! What do you think you're doing?" The professor called out from the front of the classroom, sitting at his desk, looking at Joey with a tired expression.

"Exchanging parenting tips. I'm not sure if I like sunny-side or scrambled more, just trying to get a second opinion-"

"Get back to your seat," the teacher groaned, pointing at Kaiba.

Joey shrugged and strolled back over to Kaiba, who was glowering at Joey the whole way.

"You're making me look bad," Kaiba snapped as Joey took his seat nonchalantly. "Just like you make the whole fucking human race look bad."

Joey remained silent and started working on his assignment. He was able to fill in the basics that the skeleton made painfully easy. He pulled out a scratch piece of paper to work on the math where his enormous fortune was going. He started with the house payment and the basic bills as they were set in stone. He moved on to food next and went with what he knew could get three people by. Kaiba looked over his shoulder and almost looked sick at the low amount of money Joey had written down for food.

"Aren't you going to spend more on that?"

"I will if we have enough by the time I get done paying all these bills."

Kaiba gave a half smile and looked away. "Is that how much you live on?"

"Ummm... I added $100 to the total because I know what feeds two adult men-"

"OK," Kaiba said quickly.

Suddenly, the bell rang, leaving much to do on Joey and Kaiba's budget. They were no where near finished. Joey walked up to the teacher, "I am not done yet. Can I just finish it at home?"

"Turn it in before school starts tomorrow," Mr. Tanaka huffed.

Joey smiled and nodded. He stuck his assignment in his backpack and swung it over his shoulder. To Kaiba's surprise, Joey picked up the second backpack and put it over the other. With a cheesy salute, Joey left the classroom.

A/N: First- Coal Paper has been a great help in helping me write this story. Be sure to check him out!

Second- I hope it was worth the slightly over a month long wait. I hope I don't make you wait that long for a chapter for this story again. I just needed a break. There is a lot going on in my life right now. But, I am back, and I'm feeling better.