Chapter 55, everybody! In which Joey vents and the writer sees a need to write some more before the buffer runs out again….
Fromtheashtrees, thanks for the review! Yes, death by boredom seems to be a real danger here….Bleh. It's been dry for a few days here, knock on wood, but I feel that will be running out soon. My goodness, yes—we always go on vacation in the spring or fall to extend our summers; and yes, a trip to the beach isn't as costly as a trip to Disneyland (and infinitely more satisfying, in my opinion). Well that's comforting—and it makes me feel better than thinking the house ate it. *~* Should never have watched Monster House….
Yu-Gi-Oh! © 1996 Kazuki Takahashi
Don't Starve © 2013 Klei Entertainment
Yugi lay curled up in bed, one eye on the guards at the door.
Satisfied they weren't looking at him, he eased out of bed, positioning his blanket so it looked like he was still in bed.
Okay, that was done.
Now what?
Yugi scowled. The balcony had been a no-go, and the rest of the room was maddeningly claustrophobic—his only hope was to find that drawing Mana had used and use it to reach that warren within the walls.
And hope he could find his way back out.
That was the one annoying snag of his plan—the fact that he most likely would not be able to get back out of the maze once he was in it. It made him hesitate, it was such a horrible fate.
But so was staying. Something deep inside was telling him so.
So, with no small amount of trepidation, he headed for the corner to try and find his way out.
He nearly strangled himself when the wall opened upon nearing it.
"Oh," Mana muttered. "That's convenient."
"I can't believe he sent us off like this. What does he think we are, incompetent?"
Joey had been fuming the whole time they left, and now, on the streets, it had devolved into a barely controlled hiss.
"You could answer me," Joey snapped at Tristan. Then, when Tristan took a turning: "Hey, where are you going? The palace is that way."
"I know," Tristan said. "I'm heading back to Rae's."
"What? And leave Yugi here?"
"Wilson's getting him, remember?"
"And you think we should trust him?"
"Yes, for now," Tristan argued. "Think about it—if we had listened to him to begin with, where would Yugi be?"
Joey was silent.
"That's right," Tristan continued. "Yugi would be at Rae's—fretting his brains out over the Frost King, but he'd be where we could see him."
"We didn't listen to Wilson because he wouldn't tell us anything," Joey countered.
"Because we didn't listen beforehand. And now Yugi might be dead because of it."
Joey felt winded. Tristan had actually said it, the one thing they had been dreading—that Yugi was dead. He hadn't even said it when Yugi was lost in the snow.
But then again, the monsters around Frostmore were mostly concerned with eating people.
"So we're supposed to do nothing?" Joey forced out. "Give me one good reason why we shouldn't at least try—"
"Serenity's a good reason," Tristan said quietly.
Joey fell silent at that.
Tristan tapped his arm and eased him along. "I know—I'm feeling the same way," he consoled. "I feel like all brands of jerk not to be up there fishing Yugi out. But think of it this way—they'll need a getaway, right?"
Right…."It'd be easier if Yami could move."
"Yeah…I wonder how he thinks were going to move him."
"And why didn't he want us talkin' about him in there?"
"No idea. Now come on—we've got to get a move on."
"Actually, you hold on," Joey said, pausing to pick up a tool someone had left out.
"What are you doing?" Tristan demanded. "You can't be stealing—"
"Au contraire, my good friend," Joey said, a sort of savage grin on his face made worse by the dark. "I overheard those thieves mention this, and the reasoning's sound—besides, these guys tried to kill us; they owe us."
Tristan sighed and shook his head.
It didn't stop him from snitching a few items as well on their way out.
