"Yugi, I don't want to sound annoying but, you've got mail!" said Grandpa,
laying out some letters onto the counter. "It's in that pile somewhere, I
know."
"Thanks, Grandpa!" Yugi took the stack and started searching through the envelopes.
"Bill...bill...'You may have won 10,000 dollars'...hey!" Yugi pulled out an envelope while dropping the others, then started to open it.
"Take that, Tristan!" Joey snickered as he tapped some buttons rapidly. They were playing a warrior-action video game on Yugi's console, and Tristan was losing horribly.
"Oh yeah, dork?! Take THIS!" Tristan zapped him a couple of times and Joey felt the vibrations through his controller.
"Hey! You're not sposeda do dat!" Joey growled.
"And again vital IQ points are wasted through graphics on TV," Tea sighed. She was lying on the couch watching them play, bored out of her mind. From the corner of her eye she saw Yugi approach them. Tea turned around.
"Hey, you guys, I got a letter--" Yugi started.
"Take that! That!! DIE, Joey!!" Tristan shouted. Joey flailed his arms.
Yugi blinked. "Um, guys.."
"Phasers locked! FIRE!" Joey shouted.
"You guys--"
"BLAM-O!"
"HEY, GUYS!!! SHUT UP!!!" Tea screamed, and Joey and Tristan dropped their controllers. The words 'Game Over' flashed on the screen, and Joey and Tristan were frozen.
"Go ahead, Yugi," Tea smiled, folding her arms.
"Th-thanks, Tea. I got an invitation."
"To what?" everyone asked.
"Well...to...a Duelist's Party. Or..a Duelist's Ball."
They all blinked at Yugi.
"DECLINE."
"What?!"
"Yuge, don't you remember that island? What if it's another trap?" Joey said curiously.
"Well, I know, Joey...but this party is being hosted by Weevil."
"That jerk?!"
"I know...but it's for a good cause. I get to bring as many guests I want!"
"Are you taking us, Yugi?" Tea asked.
"If you want." Yugi handed her an invitation. "It looks like fun to me."
"Lemme see dat thing!" Joey looked over Tea's shoulder. "Hm. I guess Weevil's got money to blow."
"I guess so..." Yugi sat down on the rug. "I wonder who else will be there."
"Tons of other Duelists, I bet!" Tea exclaimed. "I'm excited already!"
"So when is this thing, Yugi?" Tristan asked.
"Well, there's a slight problem there," Yugi said.
"What problem is that?"
"First, we need to dress formally."
"Okay. Then what?" Joey asked.
"It's tonight," Yugi finished.
"TONIGHT?!"
* * * *
Kaiba plopped onto his couch with a sigh. He was still a bit overwhelmed by his encounter with Kira. 'Maybe I shouldn't have left...she's fine, I'm sure. Argh, and I didn't get to see that card those idiots were after. Was it worth attacking that young woman?'
Kaiba stared into space, going into a slight flashback.
* * * *
"We're gonna be rich now!"
"Give that back!"
"Don't do this!"
Kaiba sighed, shaking his head. "No...whatever. I'm sure she's safe now. They wouldn't pick on her twice. No...not after they've messed with me." He held his head in his hands, closing his eyes. "Hmm.."
A knock came at the door. Seto perked up and went to answer it.
"Big brother!!"
Kaiba's eyes brightened. He staggered back a little as Mokuba flew into his arms, but he didn't mind. He laughed and hugged his brother. "Mokuba! I'm so glad you came. Did you manage well?"
"Yep! I took the bus just like you said--"
"I did?" Kaiba blinked. "You know you're too young!"
"That's why I listened." Mokuba grinned. "Camp was fun! But all the boys didn't know a clue about Duel Monsters."
Kaiba laughed. "I wish I was there."
"I missed you, Seto." He hugged Kaiba again. "Oh!" Mokuba handed Seto some envelopes. "Your mail."
"Thanks, Mokuba." Kaiba fingered through the letters and sighed.
"Junk..junk..junk..hmm." He pulled out a card from the bunch. "An invitation."
"Ooh? To what, big brother?"
"I've been invited to a Duelist's Party...or rather, a Ball."
"Really? Cool! Can I come?"
"Of course you can."
"Aww, but Kai--what? You mean it?"
"Well, yeah, it says I can bring guests. I'll bring you along. How's that sound?"
"That sounds awesome!!"
"But it's a rather formal ball...are you sure you're up to it?"
"Sure! I am, Seto! I just need a tuxedo!"
"Hm..right. But I think my clothes are sophisticated enough."
"That's true," Mokuba muttered.
"Yeah," Kaiba said to himself. He momentarily blinked. "Wait...what does that mean?!"
"N-nothing!"
"Come here!" He chased his brother with a laugh, and they ended up running around the house, ducking behind furniture and shelves.
* * * *
"So I've been invited to a Duelist's Ball...hmm.." Kira examined the paper. "Well, I guess I could go. No harm done...but maybe..nah, I might be wasting my time. 'Sides, I'm a regular wallflower." Kira sat on her bed and read over the invite again.
"What harm could be done? I need to get out more anyway. But wait...should I bring my deck? It IS a DUELIST Ball...I'll just keep it secure in my backpack-purse. It may look like a backpack-purse, but it's leather--THAT'S formal." She stuck her cards into her backpack and sighed, then put the invite in her pocket. She went to her closet and sighed. She opened it, then gazed upon the clothes to choose from.
"What am I going to wear? That's a question that has plagued many females for centuries." Kira pulled out a dress. It was solid red. "Too gaudy." She pulled out another one. A black one, with a no straps. "Eee...too...flashy." Kira tossed it aside and pulled out a blue dress, which had two simple straps. It wasn't too flashy or gaudy, and it seemed to match a certain shade of blue she remembered.
"Ugh..." Kira sat back onto her bed and looked at her dress. "Maybe he'll be there, maybe not. But what difference will that make.." Kira looked around her room. She was alone, the air was still, and the house was silent. She blinked. "Loneliness...of course there will be a difference!" Kira ran to the bathroom. "If I go, I won't be lonely...and besides, there'll be free food to boot! What on EARTH am I waiting for?!"
"Thanks, Grandpa!" Yugi took the stack and started searching through the envelopes.
"Bill...bill...'You may have won 10,000 dollars'...hey!" Yugi pulled out an envelope while dropping the others, then started to open it.
"Take that, Tristan!" Joey snickered as he tapped some buttons rapidly. They were playing a warrior-action video game on Yugi's console, and Tristan was losing horribly.
"Oh yeah, dork?! Take THIS!" Tristan zapped him a couple of times and Joey felt the vibrations through his controller.
"Hey! You're not sposeda do dat!" Joey growled.
"And again vital IQ points are wasted through graphics on TV," Tea sighed. She was lying on the couch watching them play, bored out of her mind. From the corner of her eye she saw Yugi approach them. Tea turned around.
"Hey, you guys, I got a letter--" Yugi started.
"Take that! That!! DIE, Joey!!" Tristan shouted. Joey flailed his arms.
Yugi blinked. "Um, guys.."
"Phasers locked! FIRE!" Joey shouted.
"You guys--"
"BLAM-O!"
"HEY, GUYS!!! SHUT UP!!!" Tea screamed, and Joey and Tristan dropped their controllers. The words 'Game Over' flashed on the screen, and Joey and Tristan were frozen.
"Go ahead, Yugi," Tea smiled, folding her arms.
"Th-thanks, Tea. I got an invitation."
"To what?" everyone asked.
"Well...to...a Duelist's Party. Or..a Duelist's Ball."
They all blinked at Yugi.
"DECLINE."
"What?!"
"Yuge, don't you remember that island? What if it's another trap?" Joey said curiously.
"Well, I know, Joey...but this party is being hosted by Weevil."
"That jerk?!"
"I know...but it's for a good cause. I get to bring as many guests I want!"
"Are you taking us, Yugi?" Tea asked.
"If you want." Yugi handed her an invitation. "It looks like fun to me."
"Lemme see dat thing!" Joey looked over Tea's shoulder. "Hm. I guess Weevil's got money to blow."
"I guess so..." Yugi sat down on the rug. "I wonder who else will be there."
"Tons of other Duelists, I bet!" Tea exclaimed. "I'm excited already!"
"So when is this thing, Yugi?" Tristan asked.
"Well, there's a slight problem there," Yugi said.
"What problem is that?"
"First, we need to dress formally."
"Okay. Then what?" Joey asked.
"It's tonight," Yugi finished.
"TONIGHT?!"
* * * *
Kaiba plopped onto his couch with a sigh. He was still a bit overwhelmed by his encounter with Kira. 'Maybe I shouldn't have left...she's fine, I'm sure. Argh, and I didn't get to see that card those idiots were after. Was it worth attacking that young woman?'
Kaiba stared into space, going into a slight flashback.
* * * *
"We're gonna be rich now!"
"Give that back!"
"Don't do this!"
Kaiba sighed, shaking his head. "No...whatever. I'm sure she's safe now. They wouldn't pick on her twice. No...not after they've messed with me." He held his head in his hands, closing his eyes. "Hmm.."
A knock came at the door. Seto perked up and went to answer it.
"Big brother!!"
Kaiba's eyes brightened. He staggered back a little as Mokuba flew into his arms, but he didn't mind. He laughed and hugged his brother. "Mokuba! I'm so glad you came. Did you manage well?"
"Yep! I took the bus just like you said--"
"I did?" Kaiba blinked. "You know you're too young!"
"That's why I listened." Mokuba grinned. "Camp was fun! But all the boys didn't know a clue about Duel Monsters."
Kaiba laughed. "I wish I was there."
"I missed you, Seto." He hugged Kaiba again. "Oh!" Mokuba handed Seto some envelopes. "Your mail."
"Thanks, Mokuba." Kaiba fingered through the letters and sighed.
"Junk..junk..junk..hmm." He pulled out a card from the bunch. "An invitation."
"Ooh? To what, big brother?"
"I've been invited to a Duelist's Party...or rather, a Ball."
"Really? Cool! Can I come?"
"Of course you can."
"Aww, but Kai--what? You mean it?"
"Well, yeah, it says I can bring guests. I'll bring you along. How's that sound?"
"That sounds awesome!!"
"But it's a rather formal ball...are you sure you're up to it?"
"Sure! I am, Seto! I just need a tuxedo!"
"Hm..right. But I think my clothes are sophisticated enough."
"That's true," Mokuba muttered.
"Yeah," Kaiba said to himself. He momentarily blinked. "Wait...what does that mean?!"
"N-nothing!"
"Come here!" He chased his brother with a laugh, and they ended up running around the house, ducking behind furniture and shelves.
* * * *
"So I've been invited to a Duelist's Ball...hmm.." Kira examined the paper. "Well, I guess I could go. No harm done...but maybe..nah, I might be wasting my time. 'Sides, I'm a regular wallflower." Kira sat on her bed and read over the invite again.
"What harm could be done? I need to get out more anyway. But wait...should I bring my deck? It IS a DUELIST Ball...I'll just keep it secure in my backpack-purse. It may look like a backpack-purse, but it's leather--THAT'S formal." She stuck her cards into her backpack and sighed, then put the invite in her pocket. She went to her closet and sighed. She opened it, then gazed upon the clothes to choose from.
"What am I going to wear? That's a question that has plagued many females for centuries." Kira pulled out a dress. It was solid red. "Too gaudy." She pulled out another one. A black one, with a no straps. "Eee...too...flashy." Kira tossed it aside and pulled out a blue dress, which had two simple straps. It wasn't too flashy or gaudy, and it seemed to match a certain shade of blue she remembered.
"Ugh..." Kira sat back onto her bed and looked at her dress. "Maybe he'll be there, maybe not. But what difference will that make.." Kira looked around her room. She was alone, the air was still, and the house was silent. She blinked. "Loneliness...of course there will be a difference!" Kira ran to the bathroom. "If I go, I won't be lonely...and besides, there'll be free food to boot! What on EARTH am I waiting for?!"