sailorblaze: Close, but no cigar.

Yin Yang Zodiac Girl: Well, in that case, you are a lesbian.

Angelucie: That's actually a good idea…I'm gonna go look up 'soul' on ebay and see what I find!

maximumride123: Now I'm half drunk 8D

Aquailita: Well, hopefully this one is better. 1) Yes, but sometimes I change the order around and I used ideas from some of the reviewers to make my own.

Uqluiorra12345: Bugger indeed.

CandyFiend: Aw, thank you!

EgyptianBlueEyes: I don't care!

Bakura: Hey, that's my line…

I don't care 8D

Drinking game:

Every time Marik says 'Frig' or any of its variations, take a drink!

Every time Marik calls Bakura 'Fluffy' 'Kitty' or 'Kura', take a drink!

Every time Bakura says something British (Bloody, Wanker, Bugger, ect.), take a drink!

Every time someone says a bad word, take a drink! You have to take two if it is 'Frig' or one of Bakura's British exclamations.

Every time Yugi says 'Super Special Awesome', take a drink!

Whenever Kaiba tells Mokuba to shut up, take a drink!

I don't own I don't own Yu-Gi-OH, Yu-Gi-OH Abridged, this list, the idea for this fic, Target, Super Target, Katy Perry, California Girls, My Little Pony, or anything else.

California girls
We're unforgettable
Daisy Dukes
Bikinis on top
Sun-kissed skin
So hot
will melt your popsicle
Oooooh Oh Oooooh

California girls
We're undeniable
Fine, fresh, fierce
We got it on lock
West coast represent
Now put your hands up
Oooooh Oh Oooooh

"Don't be so EFF!ing cool about this, Bakura! Without that Target, how will we finish the friggin list?!" Marik steamed. They were both staring at a poster on the door of Target. The poster had a picture of them on it, and read "BANNED FROM THIS STORE. IF SEEN, SHOOT THEN, ASK QUESTIONS LATER." Neither of the two wanted to risk going into the store.

"Just calm the bloody hell down, Marik. We'll think of something," Bakura was honestly getting a bit peeved. It wasn't his fault that they had both been kicked out; it was mostly Marik who partook in the shenanigans, "Besides, perhaps this is a good thing."

"Why would you say that?"

"Because now we can start fresh. At a new store, with new customers and employees."

Marik put his hand on his chin, contemplating the idea, "Can we do that? Just switch the setting in the middle of the story?"

Bakura shrugged, "Shakespeare did it, why can't we?"

Marik seemed content with the reasoning, "Okay then, where will we go now?"

Bakura thought for a second, "Well, we could go to the Super Target™ a few miles away."

"There's a Super Target here? WHY WAS I NOT INFORMED?! I could have so much more variety of eyeliner at a Super Target than at a regular Target!"

"And pay double the price…" Bakura muttered.

20 MINUTES LATER, AT THE SUPER TARGET

"And here we are at the Super Target! The final frontier!"

"Let's go, Buzz Aldren," Bakura grabbed Marik's wrist and pulled him inside.

The Super Target didn't look much different from a regular Target, except it looked bigger and more expensive. But it was a heck of a lot more busy. There had to be three times as many people here as there were at the other Target.

"Bakura! Look at all these victims! I cannot wait to assemble all the Steves in the store and force them to do my evil bidding!"

Bakura rolled his eyes. He never did understand Marik's need for henchmen. Personally, he would want the last thing his enemies ever see to be him, not some lackey he brainwashed, "Marik, why don't you read the list?"

"Oh, right!"Marik cleared his throat, "220. Rip open every package you see."

"Why do I get the feeling these things are getting really repetitive?" Bakura sighed.

Marik and Bakura made their way to the toy isle, at Marik's insistence, and started ripping open all the packages. First, Marik was ripping open the My Little Pony toys, but soon found the plastic box some of them were incased in impossible to open. He tried to pry open the plastic, but only succeeded in bending it and receiving remark's from Bakura about his lack of strength.

"Frig you! It's hard to open!" Marik whined. Fed up, he took out his Millennium Rod and tore open each plastic box.

"Marik, I'm impressed. You actually used the rod as a weapon instead of a playtoy," Bakura mock-clapped for Marik.

Marik shot an annoyed glare at Bakura, but continued to unwrap all the toys. When they were done they were swimming in a sea of wrappers and plastic. After making their way out, Marik crossed off number 220. He turned around to walk off, but bumped into someone.

"Oof!" Marik cried as he fell to the ground.

"Oh no, not you guys!" The voice came from Tristan, who looked both bewildered and disgusted at the same time.

"Hey, I know you!" Marik cried, getting up, "We haven't seen you in a long time!"

"That's because the gang and I started coming to this Super Target because you ruined the other Target for us! Serenity still has nightmares!" Tristan stomped away, mumbling something about them messing up his future wife.

Marik turned to Bakura, "Bakura! Do you know what this means?!"

"I don't care what it means."

"IT MEANS THAT WE CAN FINALLY GO BACK TO EMBARRASSING THE PHARAOH AGAIN!" Yelled Marik, looking practically ecstatic.

Bakura sighed, "It also means more Mind Crushes. And I'm not sure how much more of those my heart can take."

"But you don't have a heart, Bakura," Marik pointed out.

"How very crude of you to say."

"Aw, did I hurt wittle Bakuwa's feewings?"

Bakura's eye twitched. He eyes began glowing red, the color of fire. He clenched his fist and growled at Marik.

Marik shrunk back, "Uh-oh…"

Bakura pounced at Marik, but Marik dodged and Bakura hit the ground with a thud.

"Ugh!" Bakura cried as the wind was knocked out of him. Marik hastily sat on top of Bakura to pin him down. Bakura growled and, with his newfound strength, knocked Marik off on him and stood up.

Marik also stood, "BAKURA!" Marik grabbed Bakura's shoulders, and pulled himself and Bakura together so they were only inches apart. Marik stared Bakura straight in the eyes, then…

He punched him.

Marik socked Bakura right in the face, sending him sprawling to the floor.

"WAKE UP YOU FRIGGIN MORON!" Yelled Marik.

Bakura groaned, his face stinging from the blow, "Marik? Ow…"

Marik was cautious, "Are you Bakura?"

Bakura climbed to his feet, cupping his stinging face with one hand, "No, I'm Yugi. I just forgot to dye my hair this morning."

Marik breathed in relief, knowing the sarcasm could only be from Bakura, not his faux-self, "You wnet crazy again."

"I what?"

"You went crazy! You tried to EFF!ing kill me AGAIN!"

Bakura was clueless, "I did?"

"YES! You friggin idiot, you did!"

"Why?"

"How should I know? You're the one who did it!"

Bakura blinked, not really knowing what was going on. 'I tried to kill Marik? I think I would remember doing that…' "Are you sure?"

"What kind of question is that?! 'Marik, are you sure I just tried to kill you?' Yes, I'm fairly certain! Those kind of things are hard to be mistaken on!" Marik was angry.

Sensing his anger, Bakura tried to cool him before he erupted, "Alright, just calm down. I'm sorry, okay?"

Marik exploded, "You're sorry?! You just try to kill me and you say you're sorry?! That's it? No, 'are you okay' or anything? Bakura, do you even care?!"

Bakura was surprised, "Of course I care! You think I would like to wake up and find out that I had killed my best fr-partner in crime?!"

Marik crossed his arms and looked away, obviously thinking, "Let's go home."

"Marik-"

"Now, Bakura." Marik hissed, stomping off.

Bakura rubbed the back of his head, knowing he has really screwed something, whatever it was, up, and followed Marik out of the store.

(Line Break)

CLIFFHANGER! Or my best try at one, I guess. Sorry for the lateness, but I have a recent obsession with Kingdom Hearts…