ﻙﻁYu-Gi-Oh! Behind the Scenes: on location, trapped in a hotel roomﻙﻁ
This is what happens when already insane authoresses have far too much sugar, have been watching far too much cartoon, and have far too much free time.
The Usual Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Yu-Gi-Oh! These characters are owned by their Creator, Kazuki Takahashi (who endowed them with certain unalienable rights…which we as authors and bishie-wranglers tend to alienate on a regular basis ^_~)
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Seto Kaiba flicked another Duel Monster card into one of Yugi's Magic Hats. "Hah. That's twelve in a row. I win again!"
Yugi, Tea, and Joey groaned. "When's da room service gonna get here?" The dark blond teenager asked, sorting his cards out of the silk top hat.
Tea snorted. "Whenever TRISTAN gets out of the BATHROOM!"
"This hair takes a lot of work, you know!" Came the muffled reply from the other room. Everyone sighed. "Not as much as mine!" Yugi complained. His hair was currently pulled back into a severe ponytail--Tea was forced to admit that it was kind of cute. She wasn't admitting anything at the moment, however. "TRISTAN! Some people need to GO!"
"Way to share, Tea," Joey snickered. He regretted his big mouth as he popped it back into place. "What was dat for?"
"Don't worry," sneered Tea, "They'll cut it out of the show and say I shoved you."
Even Tristan in the bathroom sniggered at that one. Joey glared. "I can punch! I can! It just didn't look right on da screen!"
"Sure," A smooth voice replied, "Neither does your face."
Within moments Kaiba was sharing floorspace with Joey, as the blond leaped over the bed and flattened him. Yugi and Tea simply exchanged looks and leaned over the cards to keep them from scattering.
"I think it was a censors issue, really," Yugi added in desperation. Nobody heard him.
"Did you two perform at the same casting call? I think they hired you just because of the bad blood that was already there!" Yugi lay on his stomach on the pillows, fingers meshed under his chin very appealingly.
"Nah. Da bad blood's on him." Joey got up and bounced onto the other bed. Tea ripped a pillow out from under Yugi's elbows, tucked it under her head and lay on her back, staring at the ceiling. "I don't have to go...I don't have to go...I don't have to go...TRISTAN!"
Tristan poked his head out of the bathroom. "You rang?"
"You PIG! Get out of there!"
Tristan obligingly moved out of the doorway with a sweeping bow. "As you wish, my lady."
Tea raced for the bathroom while the others snickered. Kaiba hauled himself off of the floor between the beds and moved over to the battered table to sulk. Joey sneered. "Dat'll teach ya to make fun of my face!"
"Who said I was joking?" Came the irritating reply. Yugi hid a chuckle to see Joey visibly struggling to restrain himself. So sensitive about his looks...should I tell him that Kaiba's been hiding his fanmail?
Nah. It's too entertaining. Yugi schooled his features into one of rapt innocence and continued to sort cards out of the Magic Hat. He flicked a Blue Eyes White Dragon at Kaiba. "There's one."
"Thanks." Kaiba caught it in midair and went back to sulking. *poink!* "OW!" Kaiba rubbed his head and watched the offending gummi bear ricochet off the lampshade. He looked around.
Wheeler was leering.
Mutoh was still looking too innocent to be true.
Taylor was trying to look like he didn't know anything...and succeeding.
A flush signalled where Gardner was. Kaiba's face grew red. "WHO THREW THAT?"
No answer. Joey's attention wavered elsewhere, as his gaze locked on a point above Kaiba's left shoulder.
"WHEELER!"
"It wasn't me!" Joey's glare shifted back to Kaiba momentarily before resuming its original position. Yugi looked in the same direction.
"It was me." A deep, commanding voice answered. Kaiba spun around in his chair and looked toward the window. "Where'd you come from?"
Yugi chuckled and waved at his alter ego. "You're a good shot, Big Guy!"
"Thanks." Yami Yugi leaned on the A/C unit and fiddled with the dial. "Isn't it too cold in here?"
"No. You're just used to sand and blistering heat." Yugi smiled sweetly.
"True that." Yami left the dial alone and dug in his pocket for another gummi bear.
Yugi dumped the remaining cards out of the Magic Hat before tossing the prop at the television. "Darn Cartoon Network!"
"Strong word." Tristan said soberly as he flopped onto the other bed next to Joey. "Next time try 'dang,' it has more force." Joey hid his face to keep Yugi from seeing his expression. Tristan, meanwhile, still looked entirely in earnest.
Yugi stuck out his tongue at both friends and snagged the remote. "Oh look," he said sarcastically, "this hotel has HBO!"
Tea, meanwhile, had exited the bathroom with a much more peaceful expression. Tristan shrank away from her and elbowed Joey. "Remind me never to make her mad when she has to pee."
Joey agreed. "Only if you do da same thing for me."
Tea whopped both boys on the head as she walked past and bounced onto the bed next to Yugi, resuming her vacant post as a card-sorter. That hat certainly held a lot more than it appeared to. "Joey, here's your Flame Swordsman. And your Red Eyes. And your Copycat..."
Joey leaned forward and snatched the cards from her outstretched hand, nearly falling off the bed as the unexpected backlash of the mattress bounced him a foot in the air. He shot a glare at Tristan, who covered his mouth to keep from laughing. Joey flopped down hard and Tristan shot two feet in the air. "Hey!"
"You asked for it."
"I asked for it? You asked for it!" Tristan whacked the mattress as hard as he could, and Joey flew off the edge. "Dat's it...!" The blond leaped onto his snickering best friend and shoved him into the tiny space between the bed and the wall. Tristan suddenly found himself staring at the carpet, one arm pinned to his side and unable to do much more than breathe. "Do they ever vacuum down here?" He sneezed and winced as the mattress pressed on his chest. Several pairs of hands hauled him out of the tiny space and he gasped for breath. Yami, Kaiba and Joey kneeled on the mattress next to him. Joey looked concerned. "Sorry...you all right Tristan?"
"Yeah." Tristan coughed and stretched out again. "Wait a minute...I saw something down there!" The geometrical brown hair disappeared for a moment as Tristan poked his head down into the space again. Joey joined him. "Whattaya see?"
"I see...what is that?"
Joey peered into the gloom. "Got me."
Tea laughed. "Looks like a pair of asses to me."
Joey's indignant glare shot up over the side of the bed. "You don't like da view, you move!"
"Thanks, I will!" Tea ignored the goings-on completely and snatched the remote from Yugi. "Ooh, Dirty Dancing is on TBS!"
Yugi snorted. "For the millionth time in its short existence."
Yami snared the other chair from the table and parked it backwards in front of the television. "I happen to like this movie."
Tea shot him a grateful smile. Yugi began repeatedly whacking his forehead on his pillow. I don't understand girls...I don't understand pharaohs...I don't understand this movie! "Gimme that remote!"
"No!" Tea held it out of reach. Yami simply rolled his eyes and ignored them both.
"Give it here!" Yugi's normally violet eyes took on a red tinge.
"Where's that room service?" Yami asked. Kaiba shrugged. "They said thirty minutes."
"Ah. Ooh, my favorite part!" Yami leaned on his crossed arms and paid no attention to the fact that Yugi currently had Tea in a sleeper hold.
