ok, duke's last name, in the dubbed version, is devlin, but i used desmond
b/c when i saw the episode, that's what i thought it was, and it's staying
like that for this fic. his jap name is ryugi otogi, or somethin close
like that, but i'm calling him dice in this fic. man, this is TOO much
typin. i'm startin da fic now
Oni; his jap name? you're japanese, and you don't speak japanese?
i'm japanese-american, you baka! was i raised in japan? NO. do i live in japan? NO! but i do know a few words
Oni: from reading fanfics
shut up and go back to you're own fics. i knew i never should've gotten you into yugioh; i should've left you in the harry potter realm with Egypt girl
Oni: too bad nc-17 stories ain't allowed to be posted; those are the only HP stories we've ever written
look at how long you've made this note! grrr...GO BACK TO YOU'RE OWN FIC *slaps Oni's hands away from his keyboard *
ok, now she's gone, i can start the fic. note to fellow authors: don't ever work on you're fics when a friend is with you in the computer lab. they won't leave you alone -_- work on them in the privacy of you're own home, if you're lazy like me and HATE rambling
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15 minutes later found Dice crawling through a plastic tube, covered in bruises. His knees and palms were sore. He'd hit his head, elbows, and sides, and had been run over by squirts more times than he could count.
He plastered himself to the side as a giggle and a swift pitter patter preceded an incredibly soft, scurrying body. He righted himself when he heard a louder banging, then his body collided with another big body. Dice shook his head as he was pushed aside yet again by the other boy, who seemed to be very intent on catching the smaller one. "Yugi, I'm going to catch you!" There was a giggle from another tunnel, and Yami took off in hot pursuit, knocking Dice into the side again without a backwards glance. Yami was so intent upon pursuit that he hadn't even noticed he'd knocked into someone twice, let alone who that someone was.
Dice growled and was about to go beat the daylights out of the King of Games when the 8 year old blonde menace interfered. Her precious teddy was under one arm and she scowled up at him. "You're not very good at this. I'm starting to think you're very bad at games. You couldn't beat me at Pretty Pretty Princess, and now you couldn't even catch me. I bet you couldn't even put together a decent deck of Duel Monsters."
Dice cursed and lunged at her. She squealed, giggled, and ran.....err.....crawled down another tunnel. He followed, slowed down by his big body bumping into the sides and top of the tubes.
Dice heard her annoying giggle to the right and turned abruptly, resulting in him bashing his brain against the smaller entrance hole. He cursed a string of foul words that would have made a sailor blush, rubbed his aching head, got onto his stomach, and army crawled through the green plastic.
"Hurry up, Duke! This is getting boring. You haven't even come close to catching me yet!" Rebecca's whining, high pitched voice made him grate his teeth.
After the narrow green tube, he came out in a much bigger orange square one that had 2 clear, plastic bubble windows. Sitting back on his heels, he stretched as much as possible, which wasn't very much in the confined space. Cracking his neck by turning his head to the left, he saw something that made his jaw drop. Today was really not his day. Fate must hate him. In one of the bubble windows was Yugi Mutou, happily sitting in the lap of Yami Mutou.
'Just my luck,' He thought to himself. It was time for payback. He cracked his knuckles to gain Yami's, who was dozing slightly, attention. "AAARGH!!" Dice cried out as 2 little hands pushed him sideways from behind. He tumbled head first down another tube, but this one was slanted and, as a result, he slid down, down, down. He cuaght a glimpse of a sweetly smiling, pig tailed face before he landed face first in a pile of balls.
He was assauolted with misdirected balls in a big battle between numerous monsters.....err.........children. Escaping to the relative safety of the sidelines, and clutching the black mesh netting surrounding the ball pool, he panted to catch his breath. He hated children, especially pig tailed, bratty little girls. He was NEVER babysitting again.
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yeah right. *snorts *
Oni; his jap name? you're japanese, and you don't speak japanese?
i'm japanese-american, you baka! was i raised in japan? NO. do i live in japan? NO! but i do know a few words
Oni: from reading fanfics
shut up and go back to you're own fics. i knew i never should've gotten you into yugioh; i should've left you in the harry potter realm with Egypt girl
Oni: too bad nc-17 stories ain't allowed to be posted; those are the only HP stories we've ever written
look at how long you've made this note! grrr...GO BACK TO YOU'RE OWN FIC *slaps Oni's hands away from his keyboard *
ok, now she's gone, i can start the fic. note to fellow authors: don't ever work on you're fics when a friend is with you in the computer lab. they won't leave you alone -_- work on them in the privacy of you're own home, if you're lazy like me and HATE rambling
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15 minutes later found Dice crawling through a plastic tube, covered in bruises. His knees and palms were sore. He'd hit his head, elbows, and sides, and had been run over by squirts more times than he could count.
He plastered himself to the side as a giggle and a swift pitter patter preceded an incredibly soft, scurrying body. He righted himself when he heard a louder banging, then his body collided with another big body. Dice shook his head as he was pushed aside yet again by the other boy, who seemed to be very intent on catching the smaller one. "Yugi, I'm going to catch you!" There was a giggle from another tunnel, and Yami took off in hot pursuit, knocking Dice into the side again without a backwards glance. Yami was so intent upon pursuit that he hadn't even noticed he'd knocked into someone twice, let alone who that someone was.
Dice growled and was about to go beat the daylights out of the King of Games when the 8 year old blonde menace interfered. Her precious teddy was under one arm and she scowled up at him. "You're not very good at this. I'm starting to think you're very bad at games. You couldn't beat me at Pretty Pretty Princess, and now you couldn't even catch me. I bet you couldn't even put together a decent deck of Duel Monsters."
Dice cursed and lunged at her. She squealed, giggled, and ran.....err.....crawled down another tunnel. He followed, slowed down by his big body bumping into the sides and top of the tubes.
Dice heard her annoying giggle to the right and turned abruptly, resulting in him bashing his brain against the smaller entrance hole. He cursed a string of foul words that would have made a sailor blush, rubbed his aching head, got onto his stomach, and army crawled through the green plastic.
"Hurry up, Duke! This is getting boring. You haven't even come close to catching me yet!" Rebecca's whining, high pitched voice made him grate his teeth.
After the narrow green tube, he came out in a much bigger orange square one that had 2 clear, plastic bubble windows. Sitting back on his heels, he stretched as much as possible, which wasn't very much in the confined space. Cracking his neck by turning his head to the left, he saw something that made his jaw drop. Today was really not his day. Fate must hate him. In one of the bubble windows was Yugi Mutou, happily sitting in the lap of Yami Mutou.
'Just my luck,' He thought to himself. It was time for payback. He cracked his knuckles to gain Yami's, who was dozing slightly, attention. "AAARGH!!" Dice cried out as 2 little hands pushed him sideways from behind. He tumbled head first down another tube, but this one was slanted and, as a result, he slid down, down, down. He cuaght a glimpse of a sweetly smiling, pig tailed face before he landed face first in a pile of balls.
He was assauolted with misdirected balls in a big battle between numerous monsters.....err.........children. Escaping to the relative safety of the sidelines, and clutching the black mesh netting surrounding the ball pool, he panted to catch his breath. He hated children, especially pig tailed, bratty little girls. He was NEVER babysitting again.
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yeah right. *snorts *