WSJ: . . . Scarry thing is, our yamis are really like this, aren't they SW? *shudders* They absolutly can't stand each other, you'll see why in a minute. . . I don't own YGO and various authoresses/siblings own themselves.

Anyway, I'm switching this to script format, because it's soooooo much easier to write in. ^^ Sorry.

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As soon as she saw who it was that had landed on Malik's lap, WSJ groaned, Li grinned, and Yami-WSJ hissed and narrowed her eyes.

WSJ: *slightly nervously* Hi ShadowWolf. You didn't by any chance leave the Millenium Crystal at home?

ShadowWolf: *gets up and dusts herself off* Nope, sorry. But you're lucky that yami's asleep at the moment.

Li: *high-fives SW* Duct tape is evil! *Yami-Li grins at the private joke*

Seto: *looks around* Er... How'd you get here? And hey, where'd Tristan and Isis go?

ShadowWolf: ?^^? Oh! Well, see, I was trying to hack away at my writer's block, and I guess I was too close when the explosives went off. And there's supposedly this law of physics that says that matter can only be exchanged. So my guess is that when I was blown here, Isis and Tristan were sent back to my realm to take my place.

Yugi: But if you're the only one that came, then why did two people leave? It's not like your yami counts anything for your mass.

From over beside the fire-place, a groan was heard, followed by furvent swearing in a familiar, arrogant voice. The figure pulled itself out of the flew, covered in soot, but still recognisable. He looked around the room and sweatdropped.

Otogi: The hell?

Mai: *squeals* Otogi! *glomp*

Otogi: Omph! Let go of me, onna!

Mai: *blinks up at him* What?

Chibi-Wufei (Gundam W): *pops out of no where* *high, squeaky, very un-Wufei-like voice* Onna! It means woman, you blasted onna! *pops back to wherever he came from*

WSJ exchanges a quick glance with Rosie.

WSJ: That wasn't...

Rosie: *nods slightly* It was...

ShadowWolf: *suddenly begins to look nervous* 'SJ? Yami's waking up... She wants out...

WSJ: *groans* Here we go again... I suggest everybody find some place to hide...

Kaiba: *crosses his arms* What for?

Before anyone can answer, Yami-SW steps out of her hikari's frame, yawning and looking around. She spies Yami-WSJ, who instantly bristles, and Yami-SW does the same. Seeing the looks on their faces, everyone begins to back away. Bakura sighs and hangs his head.

Yami-SW: What're you doing here bi***?

Yami-WSJ: Same thing you are, my hikari's here. But at least I was invited, you whore!

Yami-SW: *growls* Who're you callin' a whore?!

Bakura: *steps in between them* Ladies, please, I love you both! It's just that you, *points at Yami-SW* are my sister, and you *points at Yami-WSJ* are my wife!

Yami-WSJ: *looks smug* Told ya'! And we had a daughter, might I add!

Yami-SW: *shocked* Wh-what?! YOU HAD A KID AND NEVER TOLD ME?!!

Yami-WSJ: You were dead by that time! And besides, it's not like we actually ended up raising her... Bakura left her at the palace.

At this, Yami's and Yami-Li's jaws drop, Yugi and Ryou wince, and Bakura slaps himself on the forehead.

Bakura: *through gritted teeth* Great, thanks a lot Anjil...

Yami: *in major shock* M-My daughter, the one I adopted, w-was... was... YOURS!?!?!

Yami-Li: *muttering angrily to herself* In my past life I was queen...

Before anybody can do anything, Yami's eyes roll back in his head, and his flops backwards into Yami-Malik's arms. Yami-Malik catches him out of instinct, sees who it is, and drops him. Yami hits the floor with a thud.

Otogi: Oh, great job Ishtar... *still trying to pry Mai off of him*

Yami-Li: *screeches* You made Yami-koi faint!

Yami-SW: You'd better not mean me! I'M not the one who had a kid with Bakura and left her at the palace!

Yami-WSJ: EWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'd hope not! Insest!

Yami-SW: *face turns purple in rage* Why you- Are you suggesting?!

Yami-WSJ: *glares: Mey-bey. If the shoe fits...

Yami-SW: THAT'S IT!!!!!!!!!!! *leaps on Yami-WSJ*

Yami-WSJ and Yami-SW go down screeching. The room quickly empties of occupants, except for the two feuding yamis, unconcious Yami-Yugi, Yami-Li, who is tending him, Bakura, who feels somewhat responcible for this, and their five hikaris.

SW: *sweatdrops* Great, here we go again...

WSJ: *puts her head in her hands* Oh for the love of little green apples...

Yami-WSJ: *steps on unconcious Yami*

Yami-Li: HEY! Watch it! *leaps into the brawl*

Li, WSJ & SW: -.-;;

Bakura, Ryou & Yugi: -_-;;

~~Meanwhile!!~~

Hotaru: *singing sencelessly to herself*

Katya: What're you singing Hotaru-chan?

Hotaru: *shrugs* I dunno...

Katya: *sighs* I'm bored...

Hotaru: *gets an evil grin on her face* I gotta idea... *whistles* Hey Ishtar!

Yami-Malik: *trots over* What? And make it quick, Kaiba and Joey are taping the brawl for blackmailing later.

Hotaru: *grins* *whispers something to him and Katya*

Katya: *claps her hands* Oh goodie! I know just who! *runs off to find Pegasus and Tea*

Ten minutes later Ishtar, Katya and Hotaru are stadnign in WSJ's bedroom, where Tea and Pegasus are now tied up and gagged.

Katya: Okay, if we're going to call forth the Black Luster Soldier, how're we gonna sacrifice them?

Ishtar: *lightbulb lights up over his head* I know! Let's drop them out the window! *sees lightbulb* Ooooooo!!!!!!!!!!! Perty.... *begins to chew on it*

Katya: *claps hands* Great idea Ishtar!

Hotaru: *scratches her head* But, I thought WSJ's house was only one story...

Katya: *shrugs* 'Nother plot hole. *begins to lug Pegasus toward the window. Hotaru follows suit with Tea*

BBBBBBBZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The authoresses look over at Ishtar, who has managed to electrocute himself from chewing on the lightbulb. The sigh, sweatdrop, and then continue to lug the sacrifices toward the window.

Pegasus: *managed to chew through the gag* Can't we talk about this?

Hotaru & Katya: No! *push him out the window, Tea not far behind*

Ploop...

Hotaru: *confused* Ploop?

Katya: I think it's some joke of Rosie and WSJ's. Something about Monty Python...

Hotaru: *shrugs* If you say so...

Katya: *pause* How long do we have to wait?

Hotaru: How'm I supposed to know?

Chibi-Malik: *bounces up through the window* I *w*itchs!

Hotaru & Katya: *sweatdrop*

Chibi-Malik: *stands very still for a moment, listening to the noise from the brawl dowstairs* Mommy! *runs out of the room*

Hotaru & Katya: *in unison* Mommy? *follow him*

Hotaru and Katya enter the livingroom to see the brawl still going on, and Chibi-Malik clinging to Li's legs, rubbing his face against them like a cat.

Hotaru: *stares at Li* You're his mommy?

Li: *sweatdrops* What? No! Chibi-Malik's my muse! He was a present from WSJ over here, for guessing that Ryou's a telepath.

Ryou: *blinks* I'm a telepath?

Bakura: Tele-whatsis?

WSJ: Telepath. A psycic. Not in this story Ry-chan. In the Unseeing Hearts Trilogy. Visions of the Heart and its sequels.

Ryou: Oh, *shudders* that story...

Li: *trying to pry Chibi-Malik off of her* Will one of you take him? We really need to stop this brawl before-

Malik: *runs in with a flamethrower straped to his back* BANZAI!!!!!! *jumps into the brawl, which quickly becomes, er, hotter*

Li: -_-;;;; Too late...

Hotaru: *chuckles* I'm so glad I don't have a yami... I'll take 'im Li. We'll go make Christmas cookies.

Chibi-Malik: Yay!

Yugi: I'll come too. Ryou? Wanna help? I think you're the only one in this house who can actually cook.

Ryou: *chuckles* Sure.

Hotaru: Hey! I can cook! Sorta... *sweatdrops*

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Note/advertisments...: If you're a Gundam Wing fan, please check out my story Cross of Gold, especially if you've heard the song of the same name by Micheal W. Smith. I worked hard on it, and I really love the way it turned out. I'd appreciate all the reviews I can get! (And fangirls, it's Quatre-centered!)

Chapter 5: Hotaru, Chibi-Malik, Yugi, and Ryou make cookies! Bakura joins them and... makes little butcher-knife-shaped ones? Ooooookaaaaayyy.... Hotaru desides to, er, spice them up a bit... Namely with a bottle of Ex-Lax in the batter... Will anyone be spared? And since only one bathroom in WSJ's house in functional, will anyone even survive?

God bless minna-san!