Here's the third chapter, along with a hearty thanks to all my reviewers:
Riku-chan (Thanks so much! Yeah, go on and thrash that Yami! Yami's are
evil! Yami Yugi: Ehhhh. What about me? * sniffles * Fyredra: Awww. You're
the diamond in the rough. Y. Yugi: YEAH! * sticks tongue out at the other
Yami's * YOU GUYS SUCK!!! Fyredra: * sweat *), dilanda (You mean Rutabaga,
the humongous carroty thing? Or however it's spelled (I'm confused too!!!)?
Pudding, huh? With three layers of chocolate and rock sugar on top. Plus
some fudge and chocolate syrup and a mountain of candy bars and. Seto: Are
you trying to kill me?! Me: Yes. Seto: Hmph! Anywayz, glad you liked it!),
UK Chatte aka Silver Flure (I luv Mokuba too! * squeezes the breath out of
him * Kawaii little bugger ^^ Mokuba: AAAAAAAH! GET ME OUTTA HERE PLEASE! *
runs away as fast as his little legs can carry him * Me: Come back here,
cutie! * chases him around exuding red and pink hearts * ;) Thanks!), Nips
(That little playing basketball with girls in skirts thing is actually in
the Taiwan Chinese edition of Yu-Gi-Oh. Of course, it's. not exactly a
dream, let's leave it at that. Here's the next chap for you!), Bea BMWT
(AAAAH stop the praise my ego's gonna destroy the word!!! Ego:
MUHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Me: O_o j/k Feel free to keep it up! Nice idea there
I'll take it into committee. * Five hours later * * Pokes head out of
committee room * Oh, btw, thanks for the praise and the info 'bout Mai!),
and Mysterious Cheese (O_o Wow. Sounds. um. inedible enough all right.).
Oh, btw, if any of you readers write Yu-Gi-Oh fanfiction, lemme know and
I'll go take a look (of course, I already have taken a peek around most of
you guys' accounts already ^^).
. Looks back up at the thank-you notes. O.O That was long. Anywayz, here's the next chappie in this crazy venture into the world of Yu-Gi-Oh fanfiction. Sit back, relax, and enjoy! (Oh, and review once you're done)
Punctuation Notes:
" " - Speech ' ' - Thoughts or Italics . followed by an uncapitalized letter or in a place where it doesn't make sense - Three little dots . And the spacing doesn't work out properly either * takes out a huge hammer and whacks FF.net on the head with it * WOOOOORK!!! *** Double spacing instead of single
/Yugi to Yami/ //Yami to Yugi//
Warning: Some characters may be OOC and this does not correspond exactly with the TV show. I'm not even sure exactly where it fits in in the timeline. Oh well. * shrugs * Ya can't have everything in life, now, can ya?
*** Chapter Three: Verification, Slave Girls and an Oversized Pot ***
Yugi woke up at the crack of dawn when a hammer suddenly appeared out of his custom-made alarm clock (which didn't tell time but woke him up when he wanted it to anyway) and hit him in the face.
It was his more discreet way of waking himself up that his Yami had helped him to contrive for practicing duel monsters to prepare for his various duels with people who thought they could beat the timid little kid with the weird hair easily. It was quieter than his alarm clock, considering his grandfather slept in the next room.
Muffling a yelp, he put the hammer back in and yawned until his jaws made a weird cracking sound, then looked around, "I wonder why I even bothered. Well, might as well get it over with."
***
Tiptoeing downstairs, he made his way to the kitchen drawer he'd seen his Grandpa stuff the magazine into. Obviously, it was locked but there didn't seem to be any way to open it.
/Yami?/ Yugi called out to his darker half for help.
//What (yawn) in the name of Ra are you waking me up for this early in the morning, aibou?// came the annoyed, groggy reply.
/I need to open this drawer, but it's locked and there doesn't seem to be a lock./
//Let me see that.// Yugi smiled; his other half could never resist a puzzle. The Millennium Puzzle around his neck glowed and Yami Yugi took over, little Yugi retreating obediently to his soul room.
***
//....//
/Yami? Is everything all right?/
//........//
/Yami?/
//Done!// Yugi got back in control of his body and stared at what his Yami had done.
/Uhhhh. that hole in the counter is gonna be hard to fix./ Yugi sweatdropped, staring at the large gaping opening his Yami had made in the ceramic countertop.
//You got what you wanted, didn't you?// came his Yami's voice, irritated.
/Yeah, but I was thinking maybe something a little more 'discreet'./
//.//
/Never mind./ With a sigh, Yugi reached into the hole and drew out a wad of magazines.
(Cut to scenes of the Big Bang Explosion, the nuking of Hiroshima, Japan, and the explosion and fall of the WTC (A/N: Sorry, ya fellow Americans, a collection of disastrous explosions in history, in case ya didn't notice))
***
//Aibou?//
/./ Yugi's eyes were practically on the floor as he stared at the magazine that had accidentally fallen open on the countertop.
Yami Yugi got exasperated by the lack of response from his hikari and decided to have a look.
//. Holy Mother of Ra!!!//
Yugi gulped and hastily shoved the magazines back into the hole.
/You didn't see that did you?/
//.//
/Yami?/
//. What in the name of Anubis was that??!!!//
Yugi turned about 50 shades of red before answering, /What my Grandpa reads./
A short silence, then: //What a peasant! In my time, all we had to do was call for a slave girl, and.//
/Yami!/
//. And anyway, why are they all so skinny? I prefer the more voluptuous type, better game if you ask me.//
/YAMI!!!/ Yugi turned even redder, if that was possible. He was positively giving off steam by now.
//What?// His Yami asked innocently
/./
//Oh, yes, inappropriate matters to discuss with young ones. Sorry, aibou.//
/Um, yeah./ Yugi shook his head, /Now what am I going to do about that hole?!/
//. Spread a cloth over it?//
Yugi sweatdropped all over his face, /I suppose that's the best I can do for now./
***
He grabbed a huge, thick washcloth with red squares all over it and spread it over the hole. Then he had a sudden inspiration. After much opening and closing of kitchen cabinets, Yugi emerged triumphantly brandishing a large iron pot that was practically bigger than he was. As a result, he was having a lot of trouble even dragging it along the floor, let alone lift it to the countertop.
/Um, Yami, a little help here, please?/
//With pleasure.// Separating from his hikari, Yami Yugi proceeded to help the boy haul the giant pot onto the counter. It must've been pretty heavy, since it made a dent in the counter when they put it down.
Yugi sweatdropped as he looked at the pot, "Wonder what Grandpa cooks in that."
Yami shrugged, "At least it conceals the hole."
"Yeah."
***
They just stood there in silence for a while, then Yugi turned to his Yami and spoke up quickly, "IneedhelpYamibecausemyGrandpa'sreadingthosemagazinesandyou'renotsupposedtod othatsocanyouhelpmefindawaytostophimplease?"
"Hmm?" replied his Yami in confusion; he hadn't understood a single word.
"I need help to stop Grandpa from reading those magazines," Yugi summarized breathlessly.
"Why?"
"Why?!" Yugi almost shrieked.
His Yami backed away slight in alarm, "Easy, aibou. I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I don't understand your situation."
Yugi hung his head; he almost never yelled, "I know, I'm sorry. But Grandpa's not supposed to read those; it's bad."
"Why?"
"Would you stop asking me that?!" Yugi took a deep breath; he really wasn't acting like himself. Perhaps it was the early hour or something, "I don't know. It just is."
His Yami just looked at him. Finally Yugi resorted to the big-puppy-eyes- combined-with-the-lip look that he knew nobody could ever resist. Yami Yugi gulped and looked away, as though deep in thought. Finally he sighed and acquiesced.
"Yay!" Yugi jumped on his startled Yami, "Thanks! I think I'd better get back to bed now."
"Erm, yes, I think that would be best," agreed his embarrassed Yami, disappearing into his soul room.
***
Left alone in the kitchen, Yugi sighed, looked back at "the drawer" one more time, then made his way upstairs and climbed into bed, still wondering how he would "cure" Grandpa.
'I'll ask the others to come over today,' he thought as he drifted off to sleep, 'I'll bet Joey and Tristan will have some ideas.'
And he fell asleep with a slight smile gracing his lips; the first piece of the solution to his problem had fallen into place.
***
Okay, that was pretty weird, but... Anyway, next chapter, Yugi calls a meeting at his house and the search for the "cure" officially begins! Who's up first? You'll have to wait to find out! (Even I don't know yet; I just make it up as I go along) Please R & R!!! Reviews are thoroughly appreciated and gloated over continuously in private. Flames will be used to burn my enemies' houses down (insert evil maniacal laughter here).
. Looks back up at the thank-you notes. O.O That was long. Anywayz, here's the next chappie in this crazy venture into the world of Yu-Gi-Oh fanfiction. Sit back, relax, and enjoy! (Oh, and review once you're done)
Punctuation Notes:
" " - Speech ' ' - Thoughts or Italics . followed by an uncapitalized letter or in a place where it doesn't make sense - Three little dots . And the spacing doesn't work out properly either * takes out a huge hammer and whacks FF.net on the head with it * WOOOOORK!!! *** Double spacing instead of single
/Yugi to Yami/ //Yami to Yugi//
Warning: Some characters may be OOC and this does not correspond exactly with the TV show. I'm not even sure exactly where it fits in in the timeline. Oh well. * shrugs * Ya can't have everything in life, now, can ya?
*** Chapter Three: Verification, Slave Girls and an Oversized Pot ***
Yugi woke up at the crack of dawn when a hammer suddenly appeared out of his custom-made alarm clock (which didn't tell time but woke him up when he wanted it to anyway) and hit him in the face.
It was his more discreet way of waking himself up that his Yami had helped him to contrive for practicing duel monsters to prepare for his various duels with people who thought they could beat the timid little kid with the weird hair easily. It was quieter than his alarm clock, considering his grandfather slept in the next room.
Muffling a yelp, he put the hammer back in and yawned until his jaws made a weird cracking sound, then looked around, "I wonder why I even bothered. Well, might as well get it over with."
***
Tiptoeing downstairs, he made his way to the kitchen drawer he'd seen his Grandpa stuff the magazine into. Obviously, it was locked but there didn't seem to be any way to open it.
/Yami?/ Yugi called out to his darker half for help.
//What (yawn) in the name of Ra are you waking me up for this early in the morning, aibou?// came the annoyed, groggy reply.
/I need to open this drawer, but it's locked and there doesn't seem to be a lock./
//Let me see that.// Yugi smiled; his other half could never resist a puzzle. The Millennium Puzzle around his neck glowed and Yami Yugi took over, little Yugi retreating obediently to his soul room.
***
//....//
/Yami? Is everything all right?/
//........//
/Yami?/
//Done!// Yugi got back in control of his body and stared at what his Yami had done.
/Uhhhh. that hole in the counter is gonna be hard to fix./ Yugi sweatdropped, staring at the large gaping opening his Yami had made in the ceramic countertop.
//You got what you wanted, didn't you?// came his Yami's voice, irritated.
/Yeah, but I was thinking maybe something a little more 'discreet'./
//.//
/Never mind./ With a sigh, Yugi reached into the hole and drew out a wad of magazines.
(Cut to scenes of the Big Bang Explosion, the nuking of Hiroshima, Japan, and the explosion and fall of the WTC (A/N: Sorry, ya fellow Americans, a collection of disastrous explosions in history, in case ya didn't notice))
***
//Aibou?//
/./ Yugi's eyes were practically on the floor as he stared at the magazine that had accidentally fallen open on the countertop.
Yami Yugi got exasperated by the lack of response from his hikari and decided to have a look.
//. Holy Mother of Ra!!!//
Yugi gulped and hastily shoved the magazines back into the hole.
/You didn't see that did you?/
//.//
/Yami?/
//. What in the name of Anubis was that??!!!//
Yugi turned about 50 shades of red before answering, /What my Grandpa reads./
A short silence, then: //What a peasant! In my time, all we had to do was call for a slave girl, and.//
/Yami!/
//. And anyway, why are they all so skinny? I prefer the more voluptuous type, better game if you ask me.//
/YAMI!!!/ Yugi turned even redder, if that was possible. He was positively giving off steam by now.
//What?// His Yami asked innocently
/./
//Oh, yes, inappropriate matters to discuss with young ones. Sorry, aibou.//
/Um, yeah./ Yugi shook his head, /Now what am I going to do about that hole?!/
//. Spread a cloth over it?//
Yugi sweatdropped all over his face, /I suppose that's the best I can do for now./
***
He grabbed a huge, thick washcloth with red squares all over it and spread it over the hole. Then he had a sudden inspiration. After much opening and closing of kitchen cabinets, Yugi emerged triumphantly brandishing a large iron pot that was practically bigger than he was. As a result, he was having a lot of trouble even dragging it along the floor, let alone lift it to the countertop.
/Um, Yami, a little help here, please?/
//With pleasure.// Separating from his hikari, Yami Yugi proceeded to help the boy haul the giant pot onto the counter. It must've been pretty heavy, since it made a dent in the counter when they put it down.
Yugi sweatdropped as he looked at the pot, "Wonder what Grandpa cooks in that."
Yami shrugged, "At least it conceals the hole."
"Yeah."
***
They just stood there in silence for a while, then Yugi turned to his Yami and spoke up quickly, "IneedhelpYamibecausemyGrandpa'sreadingthosemagazinesandyou'renotsupposedtod othatsocanyouhelpmefindawaytostophimplease?"
"Hmm?" replied his Yami in confusion; he hadn't understood a single word.
"I need help to stop Grandpa from reading those magazines," Yugi summarized breathlessly.
"Why?"
"Why?!" Yugi almost shrieked.
His Yami backed away slight in alarm, "Easy, aibou. I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I don't understand your situation."
Yugi hung his head; he almost never yelled, "I know, I'm sorry. But Grandpa's not supposed to read those; it's bad."
"Why?"
"Would you stop asking me that?!" Yugi took a deep breath; he really wasn't acting like himself. Perhaps it was the early hour or something, "I don't know. It just is."
His Yami just looked at him. Finally Yugi resorted to the big-puppy-eyes- combined-with-the-lip look that he knew nobody could ever resist. Yami Yugi gulped and looked away, as though deep in thought. Finally he sighed and acquiesced.
"Yay!" Yugi jumped on his startled Yami, "Thanks! I think I'd better get back to bed now."
"Erm, yes, I think that would be best," agreed his embarrassed Yami, disappearing into his soul room.
***
Left alone in the kitchen, Yugi sighed, looked back at "the drawer" one more time, then made his way upstairs and climbed into bed, still wondering how he would "cure" Grandpa.
'I'll ask the others to come over today,' he thought as he drifted off to sleep, 'I'll bet Joey and Tristan will have some ideas.'
And he fell asleep with a slight smile gracing his lips; the first piece of the solution to his problem had fallen into place.
***
Okay, that was pretty weird, but... Anyway, next chapter, Yugi calls a meeting at his house and the search for the "cure" officially begins! Who's up first? You'll have to wait to find out! (Even I don't know yet; I just make it up as I go along) Please R & R!!! Reviews are thoroughly appreciated and gloated over continuously in private. Flames will be used to burn my enemies' houses down (insert evil maniacal laughter here).