First off, thanks to everyone who reviewed, namely Jon Wells (Nice! Another
little story to brighten up the day ^^ Here's more!), hushpuppy24 (Thanks,
I know it's weird ^^ That's why I wrote it. Anyway, this soon enough for
you?), Sarah (^^ I'm glad you thought it was funny. As for Seto's favorite
food I'll have to think on that one. Get back to you on that.), and Nips
(Thanks for the suggestion but the ole coot'd just find another place to
get 'em. * shrug *). Thanks to y'all! Herez the 4th chapter!
Punctuation Notes:
" " - Speech ' ' - Thoughts or Italics . before uncapitalized letter or in a place where it doesn't make sense - Three little dots *** - Double spacing instead of single
/Yugi to Yami/ //Yami to Yugi//
*** Chapter Four: The Pot and the Meeting ***
Grandpa hummed happily as he made his way downstairs to the kitchen to start preparing breakfast. He strode into the kitchen. Only to find The Pot sitting on the counter. His eyes bugged out and his jaw dropped to the floor as he stared in shock. Then.
"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!!" Yugi was jolted out of bed by the loudest, longest, most shrill scream his eardrums had ever had to endure in his life. It sounded like someone was being slowly killed downstairs.
Groaning as he untangled himself from his covers and got up from the floor (he'd fallen off the bed), the small tri-color-haired boy stumbled downstairs. The sight that met him when he staggered sleepily into the kitchen startled him awake immediately. Grandpa was running wildly around the place, his eyes rolling, screaming his head off. Yugi sweatdropped.
/Uhhhh. Yami?/
//Hmmm?//
/Is it possible for someone to have a seizure or a heart attack standing up. er, more precisely, running around in circles?/
//Why do you ask?//
/. I don't think putting that pot on the counter was such a good idea./ The only words Yugi could distinguish in his Grandpa's screaming were, "IT'S THE POOOOOOT!!! IT'S THE POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!!!!!!!!!!"
//. Huh?// Yugi sighed at his Yami's confusion.
/Look for yourself./
Yami Yugi took over and stared at the old man still running amok in the kitchen, now throwing things at The Pot and screaming, "GO BACK WHERE YOU CAME FROM YOU INFERNALLY EVIL BANE OF CUISINERIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
//. Oh.//
***
"I-Is your Grandpa gonna be all right, Yugi?" T'ea asked nervously, glancing at the old man's closed bedroom door.
"I think so," Yugi replied, "I can't believe it took six shots of tranquilizer to calm him down."
Joey cocked his tranquilizer gun and grinned, blowing on the tip, "All in a day's work."
Yugi had had to call all his friends over to help him with Grandpa, since he was going to call them over anyway. Joey had thoughtfully brought his tranquilizer gun and Bakura an artifact that resembled a gold ball, which could be thrown at the target and would release a net that would thoroughly enclose and incapacitate the victim. That was the only way they had managed to shoot the tranquilizers into him.
"By the way, where 'did' you get that thing, Bakura?" Tristan asked the silver-haired teen, pointing at the net now resting in a heap on the kitchen floor.
"Oh, my father gave it to me when I was six. He found it in the mountains somewhere in North America. Apparently it's supposed to have been used by earlier civilizations to capture bears and the like," Bakura grinned as he picked up the gold ball and easily sucked the net back into it using some mysterious technique, "He said it might come in useful. I just never thought I'd have to use it on Yugi's Grandpa."
"No kidding," Joey shook his head, "I'd say even a grizzly bear's easier ta fell'n that fella in a fit."
***
"Well, now that my Grandpa isn't here." T'ea was surprised to see Yugi blushing profusely as he attempted to move a giant pot off the countertop, "A. little. help here. please?"
At that the Millennium Puzzle glowed and Yami appeared beside his smaller aibou, helping him to lower the large cooking container to the floor. Yugi smiled a thanks at his Yami, who merely nodded and disappeared back into the puzzle, and then whisked the cloth off the countertop to reveal the gaping hole that remained.
"Whaaa-?!" his friends all stared at the hole.
"What'd you do dat for, Yug?" Not surprisingly, Joey was the first to recover his power of speech.
"Ask Yami," Yugi muttered, reaching into the hole and drawing out the magazines, still blushing like there was no tomorrow
A long, shocked silence, then.
"YUGI???!!!!"
"Tell me I didn't just see what I thought I saw." T'ea said weakly, staggering back to fall against Bakura, who immediately went red and tried desperately to hold her away from himself. Joey snickered.
"Yugi." Tristan looked like his eyes had permanently left his head, "What are you doing with those?!"
"Um. uh. you see." Yugi stammered and sweated and blushed, until finally Yami, watching from the Puzzle, decided to take pity on him and took over to explain, "They're not Yugi's, they're his Grandpa's. And he wishes to ask your help in preventing his Grandpa from reading these. bad scrolls."
"Bad scrolls?" Joey puzzled, question marks appearing all over his head.
Bakura grinned; he'd finally gotten T'ea off of himself and onto Tristan, who was looking distinctly uncomfortable, "Well, we do know the puzzle's from ancient Egypt."
***
"Talk about hidden hobbies." Joey muttered, staring just a tad longingly at the magazines in Yugi's hand.
T'ea, who'd finally recovered, much to Tristan's relief, shook her head, "I knew his Grandpa wasn't as virtuous as he appeared to be."
"What do you mean?" Tristan demanded in surprise.
At that moment Yugi got back in control of his body and proceeded to do a perfect imitation of his Grandpa looking T'ea over.
"T'ea. I haven't seen you for a while, and you've grown quite a lot." he mimicked his Grandpa's deep, gravelly voice, "Particularly around the chest area. I'd say about 80 B already, eh?" (A/N: Sorry if this doesn't seem to make sense (the 80 B thing) but I'm translating almost exactly from Chinese so.)
He stopped his acting and looked around to see all his friends staring at him in amazement.
"Wow, Yugi, that was. perfect!" T'ea gushed, making the small boy blush.
"If it weren't for da looks, I'd'a thought you was your Grandpa!" Joey agreed, causing his small friend to smile embarrassedly.
"Totally creepy," Tristan and Bakura chorused. They stared at one another in consternation.
***
"Guys, stop that," Yugi said, still red and very much flustered, "Anyway, I need your help. I suppose Yami's already told you all about it."
Joey nodded solemnly, "Yeah. Sounds serious."
"I propose we all try to think of a way to help Yugi cure his Grandpa," T'ea put in.
"Good idea, T'ea," Tristan said approvingly.
"And if none of our ideas work, we could always bring in outside help." Bakura suggested.
All of the others stared at him.
".A-as a last resort, of course," he hastened to add, chuckling, "Perhaps Seto Kaiba would be pleasant enough to comprehend our predicament. And I'm sure Mai's an expert in these matters as well."
"Bakura!" T'ea laughed, "I think you're going to traumatize Joey and Tristan if you continue doing that. Not to mention Yugi."
"Oh, really? Sorry," Bakura apologized, his brown eyes twinkling.
He didn't see Yugi mutter to T'ea, "Was Bakura actually 'poking fun' at us?! What did you do to his Yami?!"
T'ea shrugged, "You'll have to ask Bakura about that one, Yugi."
"Now let's git dis show on da road!" with that, Joey inaugurated the first meeting of. Well, he hadn't thought of a name yet.
***
Okay, I think that was just about the weirdest chapter so far. Anyone have a good name for this group of 'Curers of Grandpa'? Besides 'The Curers of Grandpa' of course. Any suggestions? I'll be happy to consider anything. Well, anyway, next chapter, the search for the cure really starts, and the first one to come up with an idea will be. ^^ Still not telling! (And still don't know) Anywayz, for now, just R & R this chapter and I'll be ecstatic.
Punctuation Notes:
" " - Speech ' ' - Thoughts or Italics . before uncapitalized letter or in a place where it doesn't make sense - Three little dots *** - Double spacing instead of single
/Yugi to Yami/ //Yami to Yugi//
*** Chapter Four: The Pot and the Meeting ***
Grandpa hummed happily as he made his way downstairs to the kitchen to start preparing breakfast. He strode into the kitchen. Only to find The Pot sitting on the counter. His eyes bugged out and his jaw dropped to the floor as he stared in shock. Then.
"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!!" Yugi was jolted out of bed by the loudest, longest, most shrill scream his eardrums had ever had to endure in his life. It sounded like someone was being slowly killed downstairs.
Groaning as he untangled himself from his covers and got up from the floor (he'd fallen off the bed), the small tri-color-haired boy stumbled downstairs. The sight that met him when he staggered sleepily into the kitchen startled him awake immediately. Grandpa was running wildly around the place, his eyes rolling, screaming his head off. Yugi sweatdropped.
/Uhhhh. Yami?/
//Hmmm?//
/Is it possible for someone to have a seizure or a heart attack standing up. er, more precisely, running around in circles?/
//Why do you ask?//
/. I don't think putting that pot on the counter was such a good idea./ The only words Yugi could distinguish in his Grandpa's screaming were, "IT'S THE POOOOOOT!!! IT'S THE POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!!!!!!!!!!"
//. Huh?// Yugi sighed at his Yami's confusion.
/Look for yourself./
Yami Yugi took over and stared at the old man still running amok in the kitchen, now throwing things at The Pot and screaming, "GO BACK WHERE YOU CAME FROM YOU INFERNALLY EVIL BANE OF CUISINERIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
//. Oh.//
***
"I-Is your Grandpa gonna be all right, Yugi?" T'ea asked nervously, glancing at the old man's closed bedroom door.
"I think so," Yugi replied, "I can't believe it took six shots of tranquilizer to calm him down."
Joey cocked his tranquilizer gun and grinned, blowing on the tip, "All in a day's work."
Yugi had had to call all his friends over to help him with Grandpa, since he was going to call them over anyway. Joey had thoughtfully brought his tranquilizer gun and Bakura an artifact that resembled a gold ball, which could be thrown at the target and would release a net that would thoroughly enclose and incapacitate the victim. That was the only way they had managed to shoot the tranquilizers into him.
"By the way, where 'did' you get that thing, Bakura?" Tristan asked the silver-haired teen, pointing at the net now resting in a heap on the kitchen floor.
"Oh, my father gave it to me when I was six. He found it in the mountains somewhere in North America. Apparently it's supposed to have been used by earlier civilizations to capture bears and the like," Bakura grinned as he picked up the gold ball and easily sucked the net back into it using some mysterious technique, "He said it might come in useful. I just never thought I'd have to use it on Yugi's Grandpa."
"No kidding," Joey shook his head, "I'd say even a grizzly bear's easier ta fell'n that fella in a fit."
***
"Well, now that my Grandpa isn't here." T'ea was surprised to see Yugi blushing profusely as he attempted to move a giant pot off the countertop, "A. little. help here. please?"
At that the Millennium Puzzle glowed and Yami appeared beside his smaller aibou, helping him to lower the large cooking container to the floor. Yugi smiled a thanks at his Yami, who merely nodded and disappeared back into the puzzle, and then whisked the cloth off the countertop to reveal the gaping hole that remained.
"Whaaa-?!" his friends all stared at the hole.
"What'd you do dat for, Yug?" Not surprisingly, Joey was the first to recover his power of speech.
"Ask Yami," Yugi muttered, reaching into the hole and drawing out the magazines, still blushing like there was no tomorrow
A long, shocked silence, then.
"YUGI???!!!!"
"Tell me I didn't just see what I thought I saw." T'ea said weakly, staggering back to fall against Bakura, who immediately went red and tried desperately to hold her away from himself. Joey snickered.
"Yugi." Tristan looked like his eyes had permanently left his head, "What are you doing with those?!"
"Um. uh. you see." Yugi stammered and sweated and blushed, until finally Yami, watching from the Puzzle, decided to take pity on him and took over to explain, "They're not Yugi's, they're his Grandpa's. And he wishes to ask your help in preventing his Grandpa from reading these. bad scrolls."
"Bad scrolls?" Joey puzzled, question marks appearing all over his head.
Bakura grinned; he'd finally gotten T'ea off of himself and onto Tristan, who was looking distinctly uncomfortable, "Well, we do know the puzzle's from ancient Egypt."
***
"Talk about hidden hobbies." Joey muttered, staring just a tad longingly at the magazines in Yugi's hand.
T'ea, who'd finally recovered, much to Tristan's relief, shook her head, "I knew his Grandpa wasn't as virtuous as he appeared to be."
"What do you mean?" Tristan demanded in surprise.
At that moment Yugi got back in control of his body and proceeded to do a perfect imitation of his Grandpa looking T'ea over.
"T'ea. I haven't seen you for a while, and you've grown quite a lot." he mimicked his Grandpa's deep, gravelly voice, "Particularly around the chest area. I'd say about 80 B already, eh?" (A/N: Sorry if this doesn't seem to make sense (the 80 B thing) but I'm translating almost exactly from Chinese so.)
He stopped his acting and looked around to see all his friends staring at him in amazement.
"Wow, Yugi, that was. perfect!" T'ea gushed, making the small boy blush.
"If it weren't for da looks, I'd'a thought you was your Grandpa!" Joey agreed, causing his small friend to smile embarrassedly.
"Totally creepy," Tristan and Bakura chorused. They stared at one another in consternation.
***
"Guys, stop that," Yugi said, still red and very much flustered, "Anyway, I need your help. I suppose Yami's already told you all about it."
Joey nodded solemnly, "Yeah. Sounds serious."
"I propose we all try to think of a way to help Yugi cure his Grandpa," T'ea put in.
"Good idea, T'ea," Tristan said approvingly.
"And if none of our ideas work, we could always bring in outside help." Bakura suggested.
All of the others stared at him.
".A-as a last resort, of course," he hastened to add, chuckling, "Perhaps Seto Kaiba would be pleasant enough to comprehend our predicament. And I'm sure Mai's an expert in these matters as well."
"Bakura!" T'ea laughed, "I think you're going to traumatize Joey and Tristan if you continue doing that. Not to mention Yugi."
"Oh, really? Sorry," Bakura apologized, his brown eyes twinkling.
He didn't see Yugi mutter to T'ea, "Was Bakura actually 'poking fun' at us?! What did you do to his Yami?!"
T'ea shrugged, "You'll have to ask Bakura about that one, Yugi."
"Now let's git dis show on da road!" with that, Joey inaugurated the first meeting of. Well, he hadn't thought of a name yet.
***
Okay, I think that was just about the weirdest chapter so far. Anyone have a good name for this group of 'Curers of Grandpa'? Besides 'The Curers of Grandpa' of course. Any suggestions? I'll be happy to consider anything. Well, anyway, next chapter, the search for the cure really starts, and the first one to come up with an idea will be. ^^ Still not telling! (And still don't know) Anywayz, for now, just R & R this chapter and I'll be ecstatic.