. . . = Yugi's thoughts
~ . . . ~ = Yami's thoughts
"What a bogus stick!" Tristan yelled, eyeing the totem carefully. He opened the paper and read it. He was going to wish for a girlfriend, but he didn't really believe in magic, so he put it on his couch.
The football game went into a commercial, and Tristan's eye was caught by a flashy commercial.
"Tonight's lottery jackpot has been raised to 50 million!" yelled the announcer. "So get a ticket, and come back here tonight at 8 PM. Six numbers wins you the jackpot - it's all or nothing tonight! You could be next!"
"Whoa," Tristan said, head aback.
The commercial continued. "Also, we are going to choose a random location where tickets are sold and pick one person to draw out the numbers tonight! So head on out to see how lucky you can get!"
"I'm sold," said Tristan, turning off the TV and heading out the door. But then, he came back to get the totem. "Maybe it'll give me good luck."
Domino City's liquor store was famous for selling three winning lottery tickets within the past year, so Tristan decided to go there. But when he got in line for a ticket, he noticed that somebody he knew was there.
"Hey, Mai!" He smiled. "What are you doing here?"
"What do you think?" Mai scoffed. "Anything that involves cash, I'm there. Plus, this store here is lucky."
Just then, a man, dressed in a tuxedo, walked in, holding a microphone. A cameraman followed him.
"Whoa, it's one of those lottery guys!" Tristan said, getting out of line to get closer to him.
"And who would you be?" the lottery guy asked.
"My name's Tristan Taylor," Tristan said, beaming. "I saw your commercial."
The lottery guy looked at the cameraman. "Should we choose this guy?"
There was a long pause. Tristan wanted to be on TV so badly that, without thinking, held the totem upside-down and wished to be chosen three times.
The cameraman put his thumb up, and the lottery guy nodded.
"Yeah!" Tristan yelled, putting his fist in the air. Although he was happy about it all, he didn't believe that magic was to credit.
"Let's go down to the station in my limo," the lottery guy said. "We'll get you ready for your TV debut!"
Tristan went up to Mai and said, "Here you are." He gave the totem to Mai. "I'm about to go into a limo." He stuck his tongue out. "I can't be carrying THIS thing."
"Eww," Mai said, holding the totem, watching Tristan walk out with the two men. She found the paper inside and read it. "Hmm. If this could help me tonight, then maybe it won't matter if it's so ugly."
* * *
At the station, the lottery man was telling Tristan what he would be doing, while Tristan was pigging out on a bowl of party mix.
"Now, your job is very simple. When the cameraman tells you, you're going to have to press a giant red button that will be behind you. The six balls will roll out of the tank, one by one. You have to catch them as they come out and put them on the green table to your left."
"What if I drop one?" Tristan wondered.
The lottery man laughed. "That has never happened before. But if it does, the rules say that dropped balls do not count, so you'll have to push the button again for another ball to come out."
"Cool," said Tristan. "So now what do I do?"
"I'll give you a tour of the studio," he said, prying Tristan from the party mix.
* * *
Yami walked past the scene of the car fire again, but Grampa was no longer there.
Come on, let's go home.
Yami sighed. ~I need some time to think.~
I thought you said you wanted a duel. I was thinking that there would be MANY people at the Game Shop that would want a duel.
~Good idea.~ Yami walked to the Game Shop, but Grampa wasn't there.
We're going to have to watch the Shop. Take that silly sign off the door, and let's open for business.
~Téa . . . ~
Get over it - please. You'll feel better soon, I promise. It was then that Yugi remembered about the totem. But without Grampa there, he had no idea where it was. When the totem comes back, we'll each have three wishes. You can wish for Téa.
Yami cheered up a little. ~Okay, we're open for business.~
Yugi tried to come out, but Yami wouldn't let him. ~I think I'd be able to bag a duel much more easily than you can.~
* * *
Téa was brooding over the loss of Bobo, so she decided to see if Yami was still available to her.
She went to the florist, but then remembered that Yami probably would not appreciate flowers too much. Instead, she decided to go to Yugi's house to try to find him and apologize.
On the way, she ran into Mai, who was on the way to her car from the liquor store. She was holding a lottery ticket in one hand and the totem in the other.
"Um, hey, Mai," Téa said. "Where did you get that totem?"
"That goofball, Tristan, gave it to me," Mai said, putting it in her glove compartment.
"Hmm, I guess it cursed him, too," Téa said very quietly to herself. To Mai, she said, "Are you sure that you want to keep that? It's cursed!"
Mai nodded. "What do you think I am, a sucker?" She scoffed. "Tristan gave it to me, and you know where he is right now?"
Téa shook her head.
"He's at a TV station. And you know why? Because this stick somehow gave him good luck. I need it."
"Oh . . ." Téa replied.
"Hmm," Mai said, as she got into her car. "Do you want a lift?"
"Sure, I guess," Téa said, and got into the passenger's seat. "Take me to the Game Shop, please."
Mai started the engine and began to drive. After a few minutes of silence, she said, "You look down. What's up?"
"I . . ." Téa began. "You wouldn't understand."
Mai looked surprised. "Me? You should know that us gals should stick together. Of course I'd understand."
"Well," Téa said, "it's Yugi." She was about to tell her the whole story, but she couldn't get the words out.
"Yugi?" Mai asked. They had arrived at the Game Shop, where she could see Yami through the window, smiling slyly, trying to get a customer to duel him. "Yugi doesn't seem to be in any trouble."
"I - I guess," said Téa, knowing that it was his other half behind the counter. To her, it looked as though Yami was already completely over her. She had blown her chance. "Thanks, Mai, but can you take me home?"
"Oh? Change of plans?" Mai asked.
Téa didn't respond.
"Um, okay," Mai drove towards Téa's house. "But whatever is making you so sluggish, you should get over it and move on. In this world, there is only room for success, and that attitude won't help you any."
She dropped Téa off at her house. She then turned around and headed to her own home, ready to begin wishing.
(To be continued.)
"What a bogus stick!" Tristan yelled, eyeing the totem carefully. He opened the paper and read it. He was going to wish for a girlfriend, but he didn't really believe in magic, so he put it on his couch.
The football game went into a commercial, and Tristan's eye was caught by a flashy commercial.
"Tonight's lottery jackpot has been raised to 50 million!" yelled the announcer. "So get a ticket, and come back here tonight at 8 PM. Six numbers wins you the jackpot - it's all or nothing tonight! You could be next!"
"Whoa," Tristan said, head aback.
The commercial continued. "Also, we are going to choose a random location where tickets are sold and pick one person to draw out the numbers tonight! So head on out to see how lucky you can get!"
"I'm sold," said Tristan, turning off the TV and heading out the door. But then, he came back to get the totem. "Maybe it'll give me good luck."
Domino City's liquor store was famous for selling three winning lottery tickets within the past year, so Tristan decided to go there. But when he got in line for a ticket, he noticed that somebody he knew was there.
"Hey, Mai!" He smiled. "What are you doing here?"
"What do you think?" Mai scoffed. "Anything that involves cash, I'm there. Plus, this store here is lucky."
Just then, a man, dressed in a tuxedo, walked in, holding a microphone. A cameraman followed him.
"Whoa, it's one of those lottery guys!" Tristan said, getting out of line to get closer to him.
"And who would you be?" the lottery guy asked.
"My name's Tristan Taylor," Tristan said, beaming. "I saw your commercial."
The lottery guy looked at the cameraman. "Should we choose this guy?"
There was a long pause. Tristan wanted to be on TV so badly that, without thinking, held the totem upside-down and wished to be chosen three times.
The cameraman put his thumb up, and the lottery guy nodded.
"Yeah!" Tristan yelled, putting his fist in the air. Although he was happy about it all, he didn't believe that magic was to credit.
"Let's go down to the station in my limo," the lottery guy said. "We'll get you ready for your TV debut!"
Tristan went up to Mai and said, "Here you are." He gave the totem to Mai. "I'm about to go into a limo." He stuck his tongue out. "I can't be carrying THIS thing."
"Eww," Mai said, holding the totem, watching Tristan walk out with the two men. She found the paper inside and read it. "Hmm. If this could help me tonight, then maybe it won't matter if it's so ugly."
* * *
At the station, the lottery man was telling Tristan what he would be doing, while Tristan was pigging out on a bowl of party mix.
"Now, your job is very simple. When the cameraman tells you, you're going to have to press a giant red button that will be behind you. The six balls will roll out of the tank, one by one. You have to catch them as they come out and put them on the green table to your left."
"What if I drop one?" Tristan wondered.
The lottery man laughed. "That has never happened before. But if it does, the rules say that dropped balls do not count, so you'll have to push the button again for another ball to come out."
"Cool," said Tristan. "So now what do I do?"
"I'll give you a tour of the studio," he said, prying Tristan from the party mix.
* * *
Yami walked past the scene of the car fire again, but Grampa was no longer there.
Come on, let's go home.
Yami sighed. ~I need some time to think.~
I thought you said you wanted a duel. I was thinking that there would be MANY people at the Game Shop that would want a duel.
~Good idea.~ Yami walked to the Game Shop, but Grampa wasn't there.
We're going to have to watch the Shop. Take that silly sign off the door, and let's open for business.
~Téa . . . ~
Get over it - please. You'll feel better soon, I promise. It was then that Yugi remembered about the totem. But without Grampa there, he had no idea where it was. When the totem comes back, we'll each have three wishes. You can wish for Téa.
Yami cheered up a little. ~Okay, we're open for business.~
Yugi tried to come out, but Yami wouldn't let him. ~I think I'd be able to bag a duel much more easily than you can.~
* * *
Téa was brooding over the loss of Bobo, so she decided to see if Yami was still available to her.
She went to the florist, but then remembered that Yami probably would not appreciate flowers too much. Instead, she decided to go to Yugi's house to try to find him and apologize.
On the way, she ran into Mai, who was on the way to her car from the liquor store. She was holding a lottery ticket in one hand and the totem in the other.
"Um, hey, Mai," Téa said. "Where did you get that totem?"
"That goofball, Tristan, gave it to me," Mai said, putting it in her glove compartment.
"Hmm, I guess it cursed him, too," Téa said very quietly to herself. To Mai, she said, "Are you sure that you want to keep that? It's cursed!"
Mai nodded. "What do you think I am, a sucker?" She scoffed. "Tristan gave it to me, and you know where he is right now?"
Téa shook her head.
"He's at a TV station. And you know why? Because this stick somehow gave him good luck. I need it."
"Oh . . ." Téa replied.
"Hmm," Mai said, as she got into her car. "Do you want a lift?"
"Sure, I guess," Téa said, and got into the passenger's seat. "Take me to the Game Shop, please."
Mai started the engine and began to drive. After a few minutes of silence, she said, "You look down. What's up?"
"I . . ." Téa began. "You wouldn't understand."
Mai looked surprised. "Me? You should know that us gals should stick together. Of course I'd understand."
"Well," Téa said, "it's Yugi." She was about to tell her the whole story, but she couldn't get the words out.
"Yugi?" Mai asked. They had arrived at the Game Shop, where she could see Yami through the window, smiling slyly, trying to get a customer to duel him. "Yugi doesn't seem to be in any trouble."
"I - I guess," said Téa, knowing that it was his other half behind the counter. To her, it looked as though Yami was already completely over her. She had blown her chance. "Thanks, Mai, but can you take me home?"
"Oh? Change of plans?" Mai asked.
Téa didn't respond.
"Um, okay," Mai drove towards Téa's house. "But whatever is making you so sluggish, you should get over it and move on. In this world, there is only room for success, and that attitude won't help you any."
She dropped Téa off at her house. She then turned around and headed to her own home, ready to begin wishing.
(To be continued.)