Man, this story is so not like me. ^^ Which makes it so much more fun! Wow,
people actually like this thing!
A big thanks to Jon Wells (I changed the rating. Btw, loved the little tidbit on Yugi and Serenity. And thanks for the info!), dilanda (Thanks for the praise and the info! It's perfect? O.O * Ego inflates through the roof *), Yami-kun (Thanks, here's the next chapter!), dark-seto-kaiba (Nice alter ego or whatever eh is. I'm confused now. Heh. Thanks anyway! You can e-mail the suggestions or put them in your review, I prefer the review, 'cus I have to reopen my e-mail account AGAIN . Hotmail just keeps getting worse.), Riku-chan (Thanks for the info!), Nips (Thanks. Bribing him? With what?), jessie (Wow, had no idea it was THAT funny. ^^ Here's more for you!), and UK Chatte aka Silver Flure (Here's more! ^^).
Punctuation:
" " - Speech ' ' - Thought/Italics . with an uncapitalized letter after it or in a spot that doesn't seem to make sense - Three little dots (. What's happening to my three little dots?!) *** Double spacing instead of single
Warning: Some characters may be OOC, and this doesn't correspond exactly with the TV show.
*** Chapter Two: Sugar, Coffee, and a Picnic ***
"Hey, Yug!" Yugi had no sooner reached the lake, where they'd agreed to have their picnic, when he was beset by a tall blond in a green shirt who slapped him on the back so heartily he almost knocked him face first into the grass, "How's it goin'?"
"Great, Joey," the small black/blond/purple-haired boy told his friend with a smile, "Where are the others-?"
But Joey interrupted him, throwing his head back and sniffing at the air before bending down to stare at the picnic basket as though it were the most fascinating item he'd ever encountered, "Mmmm, somethin' smells good in there!"
***
"Uh-oh," a blue-eyed girl with shoulder-length brown hair popped up between them, nearly scaring them both out of their wits, "Somebody tie down Joey before there's nothing left for the rest of us!"
"Ha, ha, very funny," Joey glared.
"Hey, T'ea," Yugi greeted the girl.
She smiled, "I hope you brought some kind of protection, Yugi. Tristan, Bakura and Mokuba are all headed this way. Mokuba's had too much sugar and Bakura hasn't had coffee yet."
"Too bad Mai couldn't come, though," Yugi said thoughtfully.
"Yeah." T'ea shrugged as though she didn't really care, which she didn't.
"An' dat creep Kaiba's here too," Joey wrinkled his nose; he'd never liked Seto Kaiba too much, especially since the guy had called him a Chihuahua when he'd pounded Joey in their last match, "Says he's gotta keep an eye on Mokuba. Man, that kid's a danger ta society when he gets aholda sugar."
***
Just then a small dust cloud appeared on the horizon. All three sweatdropped as they heard what was coming from it.
"PICNIC! PICNIC! PICNIC!" Mokuba's scratchy child's voice sounded like he was shouting at the top of his lungs with a cat stuck in his mouth.
The cause of this soon became apparent: "Mokuba, that's not a microphone, that's my hair!" Bakura appeared to be having some trouble with the raucous little Kaiba.
Then: "BIG BROTHER!! HEEEEEEEEEEELP!!!!!!" Mokuba was now shrieking at a pitch that only bats could properly hear. The sane people near him tried to block their ears, "BAKURA'S TRYING TO STICK HIS MILLENNIUM RING UP MY ARSE!!!"
"What? That isn't your eye?!" Bakura's reply made everyone within hearing range, except Mokuba, who just shrieked even higher, laugh nervously and develop sweatdrops all over their faces.
***
"You two are completely impossible," came Tristan's voice from within the dust cloud, "I. SMELL. FOOD!!!!"
As the dust cloud cleared somewhat, Tristan could be seen trampling the other two as his eyes developed an almost demonic glint, fixed on the picnic basket in Yugi's hand, and foam frothed about his mouth. Mokuba immediately attached himself to Tristan's leg.
"NOBODY GETS MY GRUB!!!!" he yelled, causing Tristan to clap his hands over his ears, trip and fall on his face, luckily right in the grass. and onto Bakura's knee.
"YEEEOWCH!" Bakura shot to his feet and hopped around on one foot clutching his knee while Mokuba scrambled over the fallen Tristan, screeching in a singsong voice, "I'M THE FIRST! I'M THE FIRST! YOU GUYS SUCK!"
***
Yugi, T'ea and Joey just stared at the spectacle in bemusement. T'ea was the first to speak up.
"Think we should, uh, help them?"
"I dunno." Yugi watched the three crazed boys continue their antics.
"I'm a sucker for severe injury," Joey shook his head, "But my stomach has udder (A/N: other) plans."
He turned to stare greedily at the picnic basket Yugi had set on the ground. T'ea promptly snatched it up.
"Oh, no you don't, Joey. I'm hungry, and as for those three." she said, trying to resist the puppy dog eyes he immediately sent her way.
"Not to mention Seto Kaiba," Yugi put in, "Where is he, anyway?"
"Last I saw him, he was sitting by the lake, staring at a piece of seaweed near the shore like it was the center of the world," T'ea told him helpfully.
"Oh," Yugi was silent after that as they watched the circus get closer and closer.
***
Finally Tristan and Bakura collapsed in a heap at Yugi's feet, their noses inches from the picnic basket, while Mokuba danced on top of them, singing "Tiptoe Through the Tulips" as though his life depended on it.
But Bakura suddenly jumped to his feet, upending everyone and seizing Yugi by the front of his shirt, "Where's the coffee?! I. must. have. coffee. NOW!"
Yugi was quite alarmed by the way his friend's eyes were bugging out and he hastened to try to placate him, "I'm sorry, I didn't bring any, but."
Suddenly the Millennium Ring appeared on Bakura's chest, interrupting his small friend as it glowed. Bakura's body relaxed and his large brown eyes shut as his Yami took over.
"Enough games!" came the hard, raspy voice of Yami Bakura as he squinted at something over Yugi's shoulder with narrowed black eyes, "And on to priorities."
In a flash, he was across the street, heading straight for a man in a suit and tie ensemble carrying a briefcase and sipping a cup of hot coffee walking unsuspectingly on the sidewalk.
"Sorry, Yug, buddy, dis here's censored," Joey muttered, putting a hand over Yugi's violet eyes as Yami Bakura reached the man with the coffee.
***
A few crashes, curses and various noises of which the sources were unsuitable to be viewed by the young tri-color-haired boy later, Joey removed his hand and Yugi saw Bakura, back to his normal self, standing beside the groaning heap that was Tristan and Mokuba and calmly sipping the cup of coffee.
"Lemme guess, I don't wanna know," he muttered, taking the picnic basket from T'ea and helping Mokuba and Tristan to their feet. Bakura just gave him an extremely innocent look and Joey shrugged.
"Don't worry, I believe Yami erased his mind," Bakura said sweetly, looking for all the world as though he'd just alighted from heaven.
***
"Tralalalalalala!" Mokuba sang out as they made for the lake, "IT'S TIME FOR THE PICNIC, WE'RE GOIN' TO EAT! YUM, YUM, YUM, FALALALALALALALALA!!!"
"Anyone bring any earplugs?" Joey muttered to his friends, screwing up his face as Mokuba skipped and bounced at the very front of the group.
"Sorry, Joey," Yugi smiled, "At least now we know why Kaiba's allergic to sugar."
***
They all had the time of their lives, sitting on the picnic cloth T'ea had brought, and having small food fights that quickly turned into miniature wars because Mokuba felt it was his duty to join each and every single one with his entire plate.
Seto Kaiba, as usual, was comparable with the trees surrounding the lake. Only his passive deep blue eyes, which followed his hyper little brother everywhere, betrayed that he was actually alive. Of course, nobody liked to ask him why he was thoroughly soaked, his brown hair almost black.
***
"How many plates have you two had?" Bakura asked Joey and Tristan as they both ate like it was their last meal before the end of the world.
"Together? I'd say 'bout 15," Joey shrugged, scratching his head, "Not includin' the plates Mokuba threw in our faces, but anyway."
Tristan just made some weird noises through his bulging mouthful before burying himself once more in the heaps of food on the 6 plates laid out all around him.
T'ea just rolled her eyes at the pair of them and Bakura, who was currently gulping down his seventh cup of coffee with gusto (it turned out Mokuba had packed half the house in his eagerness, including the coffee pot).
***
"What does that guy live on, air?" T'ea whispered to Yugi, nodding toward Seto Kaiba, "Have 'you' ever seen him eat?"
"I HAVE!"
"KYAAAAAAH!" T'ea and Yugi grabbed each other as Mokuba suddenly appeared behind them, nearly scaring them both into thrombosis.
"MY BROTHER COULD BEAT JOEY AN' TRISTAN IN AN EATING CONTEST HANDS DOWN, 'CUZ HIS FAVORITE FOOD IS- MMMMPH!" Seto was at his brother's side in a flash and had a hand over the small dark-haired boy's mouth, "That's enough, Mokuba. We're going home."
***
He walked off with his struggling brother under his arm. Mokuba mouthed something to them that nearly made T'ea go into hysterics. As she doubled over, laughing her head off, Yugi bent over to look into her face with concern.
"Are you all right, T'ea?!"
"I-I-I'm just fine, Yugi!" T'ea wheezed.
"Strange," Bakura looked up from gulping down the coffee pot, "What's so funny, T'ea?"
T'ea laughed even harder, but she managed to gasp out a single word: "S-s- seaweed!"
"Seaweed?" Yugi repeated, confused.
"S-Seto Kaiba's f-favorite food is s-s-s-seaweed!!!" the brown-haired girl crowed, by now almost crying with mirth.
Joey and Tristan, who'd eaten all the food and were now in a contest to see who could down the picnic cloth, looked up. There was a moment of dead silence, then.
It was as though some sort of explosion had taken place. Everyone was laughing as hard as T'ea, sometimes even harder. Bakura had tears running down his cheeks from laughing so hard, and Joey and Tristan were banging the ground with their fists and slapping each other on the back repeatedly; they were choking on the tablecloth. Yugi just laughed normally, sitting up.
***
Yugi only remembered about seeing his Grandpa with the porn magazine that night; the picnic had completely driven the thing from his mind. He needed to find out if his Grandpa was really reading porn magazines, but he was too tired to do it right now.
'Tomorrow.' he yawned and closed his eyes, floating off into dreams of pink teddy bears and playing basketball with girls in skirts (There were 'some' advantages to being short.).
***
That was totally weird. I don't usually write stuff like that, but * shrug * this stuff just comes on its own. Anyone have any idea what Seto Kaiba's favorite food is? When I figure it out I'll be sure to let you guys know.
Next chapter, Yugi's gonna find out once and for all if Grandpa's really into porn magazines, and then the fun really begins! Well, I'm glad to see people actually liked my story! Please R & R!
A big thanks to Jon Wells (I changed the rating. Btw, loved the little tidbit on Yugi and Serenity. And thanks for the info!), dilanda (Thanks for the praise and the info! It's perfect? O.O * Ego inflates through the roof *), Yami-kun (Thanks, here's the next chapter!), dark-seto-kaiba (Nice alter ego or whatever eh is. I'm confused now. Heh. Thanks anyway! You can e-mail the suggestions or put them in your review, I prefer the review, 'cus I have to reopen my e-mail account AGAIN . Hotmail just keeps getting worse.), Riku-chan (Thanks for the info!), Nips (Thanks. Bribing him? With what?), jessie (Wow, had no idea it was THAT funny. ^^ Here's more for you!), and UK Chatte aka Silver Flure (Here's more! ^^).
Punctuation:
" " - Speech ' ' - Thought/Italics . with an uncapitalized letter after it or in a spot that doesn't seem to make sense - Three little dots (. What's happening to my three little dots?!) *** Double spacing instead of single
Warning: Some characters may be OOC, and this doesn't correspond exactly with the TV show.
*** Chapter Two: Sugar, Coffee, and a Picnic ***
"Hey, Yug!" Yugi had no sooner reached the lake, where they'd agreed to have their picnic, when he was beset by a tall blond in a green shirt who slapped him on the back so heartily he almost knocked him face first into the grass, "How's it goin'?"
"Great, Joey," the small black/blond/purple-haired boy told his friend with a smile, "Where are the others-?"
But Joey interrupted him, throwing his head back and sniffing at the air before bending down to stare at the picnic basket as though it were the most fascinating item he'd ever encountered, "Mmmm, somethin' smells good in there!"
***
"Uh-oh," a blue-eyed girl with shoulder-length brown hair popped up between them, nearly scaring them both out of their wits, "Somebody tie down Joey before there's nothing left for the rest of us!"
"Ha, ha, very funny," Joey glared.
"Hey, T'ea," Yugi greeted the girl.
She smiled, "I hope you brought some kind of protection, Yugi. Tristan, Bakura and Mokuba are all headed this way. Mokuba's had too much sugar and Bakura hasn't had coffee yet."
"Too bad Mai couldn't come, though," Yugi said thoughtfully.
"Yeah." T'ea shrugged as though she didn't really care, which she didn't.
"An' dat creep Kaiba's here too," Joey wrinkled his nose; he'd never liked Seto Kaiba too much, especially since the guy had called him a Chihuahua when he'd pounded Joey in their last match, "Says he's gotta keep an eye on Mokuba. Man, that kid's a danger ta society when he gets aholda sugar."
***
Just then a small dust cloud appeared on the horizon. All three sweatdropped as they heard what was coming from it.
"PICNIC! PICNIC! PICNIC!" Mokuba's scratchy child's voice sounded like he was shouting at the top of his lungs with a cat stuck in his mouth.
The cause of this soon became apparent: "Mokuba, that's not a microphone, that's my hair!" Bakura appeared to be having some trouble with the raucous little Kaiba.
Then: "BIG BROTHER!! HEEEEEEEEEEELP!!!!!!" Mokuba was now shrieking at a pitch that only bats could properly hear. The sane people near him tried to block their ears, "BAKURA'S TRYING TO STICK HIS MILLENNIUM RING UP MY ARSE!!!"
"What? That isn't your eye?!" Bakura's reply made everyone within hearing range, except Mokuba, who just shrieked even higher, laugh nervously and develop sweatdrops all over their faces.
***
"You two are completely impossible," came Tristan's voice from within the dust cloud, "I. SMELL. FOOD!!!!"
As the dust cloud cleared somewhat, Tristan could be seen trampling the other two as his eyes developed an almost demonic glint, fixed on the picnic basket in Yugi's hand, and foam frothed about his mouth. Mokuba immediately attached himself to Tristan's leg.
"NOBODY GETS MY GRUB!!!!" he yelled, causing Tristan to clap his hands over his ears, trip and fall on his face, luckily right in the grass. and onto Bakura's knee.
"YEEEOWCH!" Bakura shot to his feet and hopped around on one foot clutching his knee while Mokuba scrambled over the fallen Tristan, screeching in a singsong voice, "I'M THE FIRST! I'M THE FIRST! YOU GUYS SUCK!"
***
Yugi, T'ea and Joey just stared at the spectacle in bemusement. T'ea was the first to speak up.
"Think we should, uh, help them?"
"I dunno." Yugi watched the three crazed boys continue their antics.
"I'm a sucker for severe injury," Joey shook his head, "But my stomach has udder (A/N: other) plans."
He turned to stare greedily at the picnic basket Yugi had set on the ground. T'ea promptly snatched it up.
"Oh, no you don't, Joey. I'm hungry, and as for those three." she said, trying to resist the puppy dog eyes he immediately sent her way.
"Not to mention Seto Kaiba," Yugi put in, "Where is he, anyway?"
"Last I saw him, he was sitting by the lake, staring at a piece of seaweed near the shore like it was the center of the world," T'ea told him helpfully.
"Oh," Yugi was silent after that as they watched the circus get closer and closer.
***
Finally Tristan and Bakura collapsed in a heap at Yugi's feet, their noses inches from the picnic basket, while Mokuba danced on top of them, singing "Tiptoe Through the Tulips" as though his life depended on it.
But Bakura suddenly jumped to his feet, upending everyone and seizing Yugi by the front of his shirt, "Where's the coffee?! I. must. have. coffee. NOW!"
Yugi was quite alarmed by the way his friend's eyes were bugging out and he hastened to try to placate him, "I'm sorry, I didn't bring any, but."
Suddenly the Millennium Ring appeared on Bakura's chest, interrupting his small friend as it glowed. Bakura's body relaxed and his large brown eyes shut as his Yami took over.
"Enough games!" came the hard, raspy voice of Yami Bakura as he squinted at something over Yugi's shoulder with narrowed black eyes, "And on to priorities."
In a flash, he was across the street, heading straight for a man in a suit and tie ensemble carrying a briefcase and sipping a cup of hot coffee walking unsuspectingly on the sidewalk.
"Sorry, Yug, buddy, dis here's censored," Joey muttered, putting a hand over Yugi's violet eyes as Yami Bakura reached the man with the coffee.
***
A few crashes, curses and various noises of which the sources were unsuitable to be viewed by the young tri-color-haired boy later, Joey removed his hand and Yugi saw Bakura, back to his normal self, standing beside the groaning heap that was Tristan and Mokuba and calmly sipping the cup of coffee.
"Lemme guess, I don't wanna know," he muttered, taking the picnic basket from T'ea and helping Mokuba and Tristan to their feet. Bakura just gave him an extremely innocent look and Joey shrugged.
"Don't worry, I believe Yami erased his mind," Bakura said sweetly, looking for all the world as though he'd just alighted from heaven.
***
"Tralalalalalala!" Mokuba sang out as they made for the lake, "IT'S TIME FOR THE PICNIC, WE'RE GOIN' TO EAT! YUM, YUM, YUM, FALALALALALALALALA!!!"
"Anyone bring any earplugs?" Joey muttered to his friends, screwing up his face as Mokuba skipped and bounced at the very front of the group.
"Sorry, Joey," Yugi smiled, "At least now we know why Kaiba's allergic to sugar."
***
They all had the time of their lives, sitting on the picnic cloth T'ea had brought, and having small food fights that quickly turned into miniature wars because Mokuba felt it was his duty to join each and every single one with his entire plate.
Seto Kaiba, as usual, was comparable with the trees surrounding the lake. Only his passive deep blue eyes, which followed his hyper little brother everywhere, betrayed that he was actually alive. Of course, nobody liked to ask him why he was thoroughly soaked, his brown hair almost black.
***
"How many plates have you two had?" Bakura asked Joey and Tristan as they both ate like it was their last meal before the end of the world.
"Together? I'd say 'bout 15," Joey shrugged, scratching his head, "Not includin' the plates Mokuba threw in our faces, but anyway."
Tristan just made some weird noises through his bulging mouthful before burying himself once more in the heaps of food on the 6 plates laid out all around him.
T'ea just rolled her eyes at the pair of them and Bakura, who was currently gulping down his seventh cup of coffee with gusto (it turned out Mokuba had packed half the house in his eagerness, including the coffee pot).
***
"What does that guy live on, air?" T'ea whispered to Yugi, nodding toward Seto Kaiba, "Have 'you' ever seen him eat?"
"I HAVE!"
"KYAAAAAAH!" T'ea and Yugi grabbed each other as Mokuba suddenly appeared behind them, nearly scaring them both into thrombosis.
"MY BROTHER COULD BEAT JOEY AN' TRISTAN IN AN EATING CONTEST HANDS DOWN, 'CUZ HIS FAVORITE FOOD IS- MMMMPH!" Seto was at his brother's side in a flash and had a hand over the small dark-haired boy's mouth, "That's enough, Mokuba. We're going home."
***
He walked off with his struggling brother under his arm. Mokuba mouthed something to them that nearly made T'ea go into hysterics. As she doubled over, laughing her head off, Yugi bent over to look into her face with concern.
"Are you all right, T'ea?!"
"I-I-I'm just fine, Yugi!" T'ea wheezed.
"Strange," Bakura looked up from gulping down the coffee pot, "What's so funny, T'ea?"
T'ea laughed even harder, but she managed to gasp out a single word: "S-s- seaweed!"
"Seaweed?" Yugi repeated, confused.
"S-Seto Kaiba's f-favorite food is s-s-s-seaweed!!!" the brown-haired girl crowed, by now almost crying with mirth.
Joey and Tristan, who'd eaten all the food and were now in a contest to see who could down the picnic cloth, looked up. There was a moment of dead silence, then.
It was as though some sort of explosion had taken place. Everyone was laughing as hard as T'ea, sometimes even harder. Bakura had tears running down his cheeks from laughing so hard, and Joey and Tristan were banging the ground with their fists and slapping each other on the back repeatedly; they were choking on the tablecloth. Yugi just laughed normally, sitting up.
***
Yugi only remembered about seeing his Grandpa with the porn magazine that night; the picnic had completely driven the thing from his mind. He needed to find out if his Grandpa was really reading porn magazines, but he was too tired to do it right now.
'Tomorrow.' he yawned and closed his eyes, floating off into dreams of pink teddy bears and playing basketball with girls in skirts (There were 'some' advantages to being short.).
***
That was totally weird. I don't usually write stuff like that, but * shrug * this stuff just comes on its own. Anyone have any idea what Seto Kaiba's favorite food is? When I figure it out I'll be sure to let you guys know.
Next chapter, Yugi's gonna find out once and for all if Grandpa's really into porn magazines, and then the fun really begins! Well, I'm glad to see people actually liked my story! Please R & R!