This one was fun!

Marik: W-W-W-W-W-WAIT! i'm confused! whose the champ and who's the chump!

Hotaru: SHUT UP MARIK! NO SPOILERS!

Marik: But i wasnt-

Hotaru: SHUT UP!

Marik: *to Bakura* why is she so mean?

Bakura: she's going to like this for a little while... so get used to it.

Prompt 11- Your favorite character(s) played DDR? Would they be the Chump(s) or Champ(s)?

"No! No, no, no!"

"Come on Baku-chan!"

"NO! And what did I say about calling me 'Baku-chan'!"

"It sounds too much like Baka."

"Correct."

"Come on 'Kura-chan!"

"Only Ryou can call me that."

"Why's that?"

"Get that smirk off your face!"

"What smirk?"

"That one!"

Marik- hikari- was dragging Bakura- yami- to the arcade. Poor Bakura was determined not to go, as you can clearly see above.

"Why can't you play a game with me at the arcade?" Marik whined.

"Because I don't want to play your stupid, modern games!" Bakura argued.

"You play video games all the time though." Marik scratched the back of his head in confusion and thought. Then a sickly smirk crossed his face. "Or do you have plans with Ryou this afternoon?"

Bakura just stared blankly at his crazy, insane friend. "You're sick, you know that? Are you sure you're not Mariku?"

The smirk dropped from the Egyptian's face. "Come on. You are playing a game at the arcade with me." He then proceeded to drag Bakura to the arcade; Bakura fought with all his might against the ex-tomb keeper, but, sadly, lost.

In the arcade, Marik headed straight for a game. He knew exactly what game he wanted to play.

Bakura followed Marik to the game he wanted to play. When he saw the game, though, he gaped.

"DDR? That's the game you want to play?" he asked surprised.

"Yeah. I saw Tèa playing it yesterday. After she stopped she challenged me to play against her sometime… since I won the Just Dance game at Yugi's Birthday party last week. That sometime is tomorrow and I need to get some practice with the game so I'll win tomorrow." Marik explained.

"Mind telling me why you picked me to play the stupid game?" Bakura inquired.

"Because you're bad at dancing games." Marik then added with a giggle, "And you looked like a monkey when you danced to Cotton Eye Joe on that dance game."

"Right in front of the pharaoh too." Bakura muttered.

Marik kept chuckling. "A fluffy monkey!"

"Quit the money jokes! Now, since I'm so bad at dancing games, why'd you pick me? Wouldn't you rather pick someone good?"

Marik stared at Bakura a minute. Bakura began to think he was broken when Marik finally, simply said: "Shut up and play me."

Bakura rolled his eyes but played him all the same.

Marik slumped down on the game stage. His feet hurt, his arms hurt, he hurt. But he was fully shocked. Bakura had won!

"How did you do that? How'd you win?" Marik asked, panting. He thought Bakura sucked at these games! He was wrong!

"Marik, you picked a song I liked," Marik's eyes widened, "of course I'd win at this." (1)

And with that said, Bakura jumped off the stage and left the confused Marik staring after him.

Marik: Sooo, i'm the chump.

Hotaru: BUT! the champ at Just Dance! WOO!

Marik: and it flip-flops with Bakura?

Hotaru: Yup!

Marik: Alright, just one question though...

Hotaru: SHOOT!

Marik: *mutters* it's a good thing you said that happily or i'd've thought you mad at me... *normal voice* Why is there a 1 in the story?

Hotaru: oh. that's for extra info that i was too lazy to write in the story!

Marik: what was it?

Hotaru: you know!

Marik: i do?

Hotaru: yea! the song for the DDR game!

Marik: oh yea!

Hotaru: it was SUPERGIRL by HANNAH MONTANA! WOO!