Disclaimer: I don't own yu-gi-oh..what more can I say? I own Mr. Evil
Squirrel, but I don't think that counts
A/N: total AU. I must have been a little hyper when I came up with the beginning of this. Okay... I must have been pretty hyper, but oh well. This takes place during the American pilgrim years, I think around the 1600s. Seto, Yami, Ryou, and Bakura (yami Bakura) live in a cottage in the hills. That info should help, or at least I can hope it does. Oh yeah.its like a person reading a story book..at the beginning at least.
A Turkey For Thanksgiving
" Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse -
*big, fat, turkey bird runs past narrator* Gobble, gobble, gobble * turkey runs into wall*
"Huh???" * blinks rapidly* "Oh, wrong story" * glares at stupid turkey who's continually running into the wall* 'Lunch time!' * jumps off of chair and begins to wrestle stupid turkey* "Die you stupid turkey! DIE!!!"
*new narrator walks in and sits in a large, pink lazy boy*
"Ahem"
*opens storybook and begins to read*
"Now, this is a story about how Yami, Seto, and Ryou got a turkey for Thanksgiving. Sit back and relax" * glares at audience* "You're NOT relaxing!!!"
...........
"Now that all of you are relaxing let's begin. Once upon a time in a cottage far from the village lived four young boys: Yami, Seto, Ryou, and Bakura....
"And how art thee this magnificent morning?"
"Can the sweet talk Ryou!"
"Why so glum my Yami? The air is crisp, the wind blows gently"
"You're scaring me. Oh, here's a newsflash for you, tomorrow is Thanksgiving and we still don't have a freakin' turkey!"
Ryou stood there with a look of concern on his face. " No turkey, oh dear" Bakura placed his hands on Ryou's shoulders and gently led him to the kitchen of their little cottage.
"No need to worry aibou, we'll have a turkey. You, Yami, and Seto will just have to go out and hunt one down" Ryou's face went expressionless for a second
"Why can't you go!"
"Maybe because I have to get to reading A Typical Pilgrim's Guide to Cooking, (a/n: the book does not exists.) not to mention I have to finish sewing my apron. It's so cute"
"I scare you? You scare me. By any chance you wouldn't know were Yami and Seto would be would you?"
" They went out to the village a few hours ago. They should be back soon and then you all can go off and search for a turkey."
"Thank you" Ryou said and walked from the kitchen to the living room. He sat down in the best wooden chair, the one with the blue pillow Bakura made. Why is it that Bakura could always sew better than Ryou. He had won numerous awards for his sewing at the village's annual sewing contest. Ryou sighed and waited in silence, with the exception of Bakura's oohs and awes, for Yami and Seto's return home. What was only a few minutes must have felt like hours to Ryou, sitting there in the wooden chair. Sounds of galloping feet made their way to Ryou and Bakura's ears.
"I assume they're back" Bakura said while still remaining focused on the cook book . " You should go and welcome them home"
"I will. Many pardons for my interruption Bakura, but might you know the time?"
"I'm not sure. Why don't you go out back and check, not only for you but for me to. I have to know when to harvest some pumpkins"
"Sure" Ryou got out his comfy wooden chair and walked to the back door, passing right passed Bakura. As he got outside he heard the distant voices of Yami and Seto. Ryou walked to the stone sundial and read the time. Half past nine, the time was. Instead of walking back in to notify Bakura of the time, he walked around to the front of the cottage and patiently waited for Yami and Seto's arrival. As he waited he admired the days beauty and a beautiful day it was. The trees leaves all shades of yellows, oranges, and pale reds. The sky being a light cerulean blue, birds chirping, and a squirrel collecting their little acorns.
"Whoa Mayflower" Yami called to his horse while pulling back on its reigns
"Hello and welcome home Yami"
"Thank you for the kind greeting and I bid my hello as well"
"Where is Seto. I thought that he was right behind you"
Both Ryou and Yami heard the trotting sounds of Seto's horse. They looked to were they heard the trotting sounds and saw Seto and his horse come into view.
"What took you so long Seto?" Yami yelled
"Hmm..could it be because it was me and Muffin's job to bring the covered wagon"
"An understandable response" Yami said
"Hello Seto and welcome home"
"Hello and thank you for the welcome Ryou"
"Ryou, might you know what time it is?" Yami asked
"Yes, the time is....oh dear I forgot! I told Bakura that I would tell him the time. He has to know when to go out and harvest some pumpkins" Ryou opened the cottage's door and darted in. Yami and Seto followed slowly. "Bakura I'm sorry for not telling you the time the second I knew what it was" Bakura kept his face in the cookbook.
"That is fine. What time is it anyways?
"It is around half passed nine"
"Thank you, this gives me about an hour" Yami and Seto walked into the kitchen. " Hello Yami. Seto. Did you get the items I requested from the village"
"Yes we did" Yami said. "Everything. We even got the rosemary, which seems to be scarce lately."
"I see you are reading that cook book you got" Seto said to Bakura who is still looking into the book. "So how do you think Thanksgiving dinner is going to be tomorrow?"
"Oh it is going to be marvelous. Pumpkin pie, spiced apples, yams, and all those wonderful Thanksgiving foods"
"How about the turkey, how's that going to be?"
"You know what my dear friend I wouldn't know. Why? Maybe because we don't have a freakin' turkey for Thanksgiving!" Yami and Seto stood in shock. Yami walked over to the living room and sat in the wooden chair with the cushion that Bakura had made.
"No turkey. What was I thinking"
"No need to worry Yami. Sure tomorrow is Thanksgiving, sure it is customary to have turkey, sure we don't have a turkey but this can all be fixed" Yami looked up at Bakura with hope in his eyes "You, Seto, and Ryou are just going to have to go out right now a hunt one of them suckers down. And..you know what.if you all don't come back with a turkey I'm going to make one of you the main course and I already have my eye on one of you. Oh, look at the time, I have to off and harvest some pumpkins. Get me my turkey" Bakura grabbed a knife and left through the back door. Yami slumped into the wooden chair and stared blankly into the fireplace with no fire. The day before Thanksgiving and no turkey and now Bakura is threatening to make one of them the main course. Yami acknowledged Seto's presence when his foot accidentally hit a creak in the wood floor.
"Should we be off?" Yami asked
"Yes, this'll give us the entire afternoon"
"Then lets get going"
Yami got up from the wooden chair and headed upstairs. Seto and Ryou followed. To catch a turkey you need the proper apparel, cloth with earth tone colors, and the proper weapon. A musket. Yami changed into his hunting cloth and so did Seto and Ryou. Once ready they all marched down the stairs to the closet containing the muskets. Yami handed one to Seto, then Ryou, and then himself. They left quickly, eager to find a turkey and get Bakura off their backs.
"Where to?" Ryou questioned
"The hillside" They walked down the leaf covered pathway and looked strait ahead. "Beautiful isn't it" Yami and Ryou stood there in awe of what they were seeing. Rolling hills covered in gold grass, a few cottages in the distance a many trees with red, green, gold, and orange colored leaves. There was only but a single cloud in the sky.
"Wow"
"Well, lets not just stand around here. We have a turkey to catch"
They began to walk down the hill they were on and into the wooded area to their right. Trees, trees, and more trees. Yami and Seto were on the constant look out for any sign of movement and poor Ryou was stuck dragging all the supplies they needed, gun powder, nets, ect. They walked and walked through the wooded area until they came to a clearing. Since they had now been walking for at least a couple of hours they all agreed to sit down. Ryou panted heavily due to excessive amount of work. Yami and Seto whispered to each other about their different turkey capturing ideas.
"Hey look fellows" Ryou pointed up at a tree branch "look at the cute squirrel gather its acorns for the winter." Yami and Seto looked up
"Aw, Ryou's right. It is kind of cute" Yami commented. The little cute squirrel threw an acorn at his head and gracefully jumped across a few branches and soon out of view. They sat there for a while until the sun laid in the middle of the sky, signaling the time is about noon.
"We should get a move on. We want to get a turkey before nightfall."
"You're right. Let us go"
They got up and off they went. Wandering and wandering in hopes of finding the bird they needed. They managed to wonder into an extensive field covered in tall, gently swaying gold grass. Out toward the middle of the field was a single rock, how it got there was a mystery but that is all beyond the point. The boys were walking quietly and then the distinctive sound reached their ears. Gobble, gobble, gobble. Beside the lonely rock it stood. The biggest turkey the boys had ever seen.
A/N: I don't know to much about the pilgrim years so if I get a few things wrong don't get mad at me. (ex. the sundial..did they have those back then?) Oh well, did any like this? The question remains..will Seto, Yami, and Ryou catch the turkey or will Bakura have to make one of them tomorrows main course?
A/N: total AU. I must have been a little hyper when I came up with the beginning of this. Okay... I must have been pretty hyper, but oh well. This takes place during the American pilgrim years, I think around the 1600s. Seto, Yami, Ryou, and Bakura (yami Bakura) live in a cottage in the hills. That info should help, or at least I can hope it does. Oh yeah.its like a person reading a story book..at the beginning at least.
A Turkey For Thanksgiving
" Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse -
*big, fat, turkey bird runs past narrator* Gobble, gobble, gobble * turkey runs into wall*
"Huh???" * blinks rapidly* "Oh, wrong story" * glares at stupid turkey who's continually running into the wall* 'Lunch time!' * jumps off of chair and begins to wrestle stupid turkey* "Die you stupid turkey! DIE!!!"
*new narrator walks in and sits in a large, pink lazy boy*
"Ahem"
*opens storybook and begins to read*
"Now, this is a story about how Yami, Seto, and Ryou got a turkey for Thanksgiving. Sit back and relax" * glares at audience* "You're NOT relaxing!!!"
...........
"Now that all of you are relaxing let's begin. Once upon a time in a cottage far from the village lived four young boys: Yami, Seto, Ryou, and Bakura....
"And how art thee this magnificent morning?"
"Can the sweet talk Ryou!"
"Why so glum my Yami? The air is crisp, the wind blows gently"
"You're scaring me. Oh, here's a newsflash for you, tomorrow is Thanksgiving and we still don't have a freakin' turkey!"
Ryou stood there with a look of concern on his face. " No turkey, oh dear" Bakura placed his hands on Ryou's shoulders and gently led him to the kitchen of their little cottage.
"No need to worry aibou, we'll have a turkey. You, Yami, and Seto will just have to go out and hunt one down" Ryou's face went expressionless for a second
"Why can't you go!"
"Maybe because I have to get to reading A Typical Pilgrim's Guide to Cooking, (a/n: the book does not exists.) not to mention I have to finish sewing my apron. It's so cute"
"I scare you? You scare me. By any chance you wouldn't know were Yami and Seto would be would you?"
" They went out to the village a few hours ago. They should be back soon and then you all can go off and search for a turkey."
"Thank you" Ryou said and walked from the kitchen to the living room. He sat down in the best wooden chair, the one with the blue pillow Bakura made. Why is it that Bakura could always sew better than Ryou. He had won numerous awards for his sewing at the village's annual sewing contest. Ryou sighed and waited in silence, with the exception of Bakura's oohs and awes, for Yami and Seto's return home. What was only a few minutes must have felt like hours to Ryou, sitting there in the wooden chair. Sounds of galloping feet made their way to Ryou and Bakura's ears.
"I assume they're back" Bakura said while still remaining focused on the cook book . " You should go and welcome them home"
"I will. Many pardons for my interruption Bakura, but might you know the time?"
"I'm not sure. Why don't you go out back and check, not only for you but for me to. I have to know when to harvest some pumpkins"
"Sure" Ryou got out his comfy wooden chair and walked to the back door, passing right passed Bakura. As he got outside he heard the distant voices of Yami and Seto. Ryou walked to the stone sundial and read the time. Half past nine, the time was. Instead of walking back in to notify Bakura of the time, he walked around to the front of the cottage and patiently waited for Yami and Seto's arrival. As he waited he admired the days beauty and a beautiful day it was. The trees leaves all shades of yellows, oranges, and pale reds. The sky being a light cerulean blue, birds chirping, and a squirrel collecting their little acorns.
"Whoa Mayflower" Yami called to his horse while pulling back on its reigns
"Hello and welcome home Yami"
"Thank you for the kind greeting and I bid my hello as well"
"Where is Seto. I thought that he was right behind you"
Both Ryou and Yami heard the trotting sounds of Seto's horse. They looked to were they heard the trotting sounds and saw Seto and his horse come into view.
"What took you so long Seto?" Yami yelled
"Hmm..could it be because it was me and Muffin's job to bring the covered wagon"
"An understandable response" Yami said
"Hello Seto and welcome home"
"Hello and thank you for the welcome Ryou"
"Ryou, might you know what time it is?" Yami asked
"Yes, the time is....oh dear I forgot! I told Bakura that I would tell him the time. He has to know when to go out and harvest some pumpkins" Ryou opened the cottage's door and darted in. Yami and Seto followed slowly. "Bakura I'm sorry for not telling you the time the second I knew what it was" Bakura kept his face in the cookbook.
"That is fine. What time is it anyways?
"It is around half passed nine"
"Thank you, this gives me about an hour" Yami and Seto walked into the kitchen. " Hello Yami. Seto. Did you get the items I requested from the village"
"Yes we did" Yami said. "Everything. We even got the rosemary, which seems to be scarce lately."
"I see you are reading that cook book you got" Seto said to Bakura who is still looking into the book. "So how do you think Thanksgiving dinner is going to be tomorrow?"
"Oh it is going to be marvelous. Pumpkin pie, spiced apples, yams, and all those wonderful Thanksgiving foods"
"How about the turkey, how's that going to be?"
"You know what my dear friend I wouldn't know. Why? Maybe because we don't have a freakin' turkey for Thanksgiving!" Yami and Seto stood in shock. Yami walked over to the living room and sat in the wooden chair with the cushion that Bakura had made.
"No turkey. What was I thinking"
"No need to worry Yami. Sure tomorrow is Thanksgiving, sure it is customary to have turkey, sure we don't have a turkey but this can all be fixed" Yami looked up at Bakura with hope in his eyes "You, Seto, and Ryou are just going to have to go out right now a hunt one of them suckers down. And..you know what.if you all don't come back with a turkey I'm going to make one of you the main course and I already have my eye on one of you. Oh, look at the time, I have to off and harvest some pumpkins. Get me my turkey" Bakura grabbed a knife and left through the back door. Yami slumped into the wooden chair and stared blankly into the fireplace with no fire. The day before Thanksgiving and no turkey and now Bakura is threatening to make one of them the main course. Yami acknowledged Seto's presence when his foot accidentally hit a creak in the wood floor.
"Should we be off?" Yami asked
"Yes, this'll give us the entire afternoon"
"Then lets get going"
Yami got up from the wooden chair and headed upstairs. Seto and Ryou followed. To catch a turkey you need the proper apparel, cloth with earth tone colors, and the proper weapon. A musket. Yami changed into his hunting cloth and so did Seto and Ryou. Once ready they all marched down the stairs to the closet containing the muskets. Yami handed one to Seto, then Ryou, and then himself. They left quickly, eager to find a turkey and get Bakura off their backs.
"Where to?" Ryou questioned
"The hillside" They walked down the leaf covered pathway and looked strait ahead. "Beautiful isn't it" Yami and Ryou stood there in awe of what they were seeing. Rolling hills covered in gold grass, a few cottages in the distance a many trees with red, green, gold, and orange colored leaves. There was only but a single cloud in the sky.
"Wow"
"Well, lets not just stand around here. We have a turkey to catch"
They began to walk down the hill they were on and into the wooded area to their right. Trees, trees, and more trees. Yami and Seto were on the constant look out for any sign of movement and poor Ryou was stuck dragging all the supplies they needed, gun powder, nets, ect. They walked and walked through the wooded area until they came to a clearing. Since they had now been walking for at least a couple of hours they all agreed to sit down. Ryou panted heavily due to excessive amount of work. Yami and Seto whispered to each other about their different turkey capturing ideas.
"Hey look fellows" Ryou pointed up at a tree branch "look at the cute squirrel gather its acorns for the winter." Yami and Seto looked up
"Aw, Ryou's right. It is kind of cute" Yami commented. The little cute squirrel threw an acorn at his head and gracefully jumped across a few branches and soon out of view. They sat there for a while until the sun laid in the middle of the sky, signaling the time is about noon.
"We should get a move on. We want to get a turkey before nightfall."
"You're right. Let us go"
They got up and off they went. Wandering and wandering in hopes of finding the bird they needed. They managed to wonder into an extensive field covered in tall, gently swaying gold grass. Out toward the middle of the field was a single rock, how it got there was a mystery but that is all beyond the point. The boys were walking quietly and then the distinctive sound reached their ears. Gobble, gobble, gobble. Beside the lonely rock it stood. The biggest turkey the boys had ever seen.
A/N: I don't know to much about the pilgrim years so if I get a few things wrong don't get mad at me. (ex. the sundial..did they have those back then?) Oh well, did any like this? The question remains..will Seto, Yami, and Ryou catch the turkey or will Bakura have to make one of them tomorrows main course?