Ivy sat down on the couch next to Ryou and began to eat her pizza.
"So what movie do you want to watch?" she said between bites.
"I don't know. How does Rat Race sound?" he answered.
"That's fine with me. Want a soda?" she said, getting up.
"Sure, what is there?" said Ryou, also getting up and putting Rat Race into the DVD player.
Ivy walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. "We've got Dr. Pepper, Coke, or Cherry Coke!" she yelled into the family room.
"I'll have Coke!" he yelled back.
"Okay!" She grabbed his Coke and got a Dr. Pepper for herself, then walked back into the family room. Ryou was on the floor, getting tangled in some cords and wires.
"Did you unplug the--" he started, but the phone had begun to ring.
"I'll get it." said Ivy, setting down the drinks and picking up the receiver. "Hello?"
"Hello, Ivy? This is Isis."
"Hello Isis. Yes, this is Ivy."
"I've made a discovery. Can you meet me at the museum at nine o'clock tomorrow?"
"Of course. Should Ryou and Bakura come, too?"
"Yes, I think they would be most interested in my findings as well."
"Okay, but is something wrong?" Ivy heard a click, then the dial tone. She placed the receiver back on the base and walked back over to Ryou.
"So that was Isis? What did she want?" said Ryou, still struggling with the cords.
"She wants us to meet her at the museum at nine tomorrow," she answered, sitting back down on the couch. "She sounded so mysterious about it..."
"Does she ever sound any other way?" he said, freeing himself from the mass of cords.
"True, she does sound like that all the time," said Ivy. "Did you unplug the DVD player?" asked Ryou.
"Yeah, when I was vacuuming. I couldn't find any other outlets." she answered. "Isis said to bring Bakura along, I hope that's not a problem."
Ryou groaned. "Why should I bring him?"
"I don't know. Why don't you just find out when we go to the museum tomorrow?"
"Fine..." Ryou found the cord to the DVD player and plugged it back in. He grabbed the remote and sat down next to Ivy with a sigh. He pressed the 'enter' button and the movie began to play. Ivy passed him his drink and took her own from the coffee table.
***
After the movie was over, it was nearly ten o'clock. Ivy yawned and stood up from the couch, making her way towards the staircase. Ryou stood up as well and went into the kitchen for a snack before he went to bed. He opened the cupboard and found some pop-tarts. He put two in the toaster and sat at the kitchen table, examining a particular knot in the wood. After about two minutes of digging at it, the pop-tarts popped out of the toaster. Meanwhile, Ivy was laying in bed, thinking.
/I wonder what Isis wanted.../
//So do I...//
/Wha- Who are you?/
//...//
/Are you still there?/
//...I am. I do not really remember who I am...//
/Well, in any case, you're welcome in my mind./
//I thank you. Perhaps I will accompany you to this museum tomorrow.//
/You know about that? Have you really been here this whole time?/
//Of course. You may go to sleep if you wish, I might rest my soul as well.//
/Okay. Goodnight-- um, what is your name?/
//You may call me Aita.//
/Okay. Goodnight, Aita./
Ivy took off her bracelet and set it on her night stand, turning off the lamp as well.
/Aita? Hm, she's gone.../
Ryou poured himself a glass of milk to go with his pop-tarts and sat back down at the table. He started to wonder about the mysterious invitation from Isis.
/What would Isis want with Ivy?/
//How should I know, mortal?//
/I wasn't asking you, Bakura./
//Then who were you asking?//
/I was just thinking to myself. You could be a bit more polite about reading my thoughts now and again. It wouldn't kill you./
//Watch your tongue, mortal, or I shall banish you to the shadow realm!//
/...Fine, Bakura. You win. I'll save my thoughts for now./
Ryou finished off his second pop-tart and downed the rest of his milk. He then got up from the table, set his dishes by the sink, and walked through the family room to the staircase. He climbed it sleepily, entered his room and collapsed on the bed in a dreamless sleep.
"So what movie do you want to watch?" she said between bites.
"I don't know. How does Rat Race sound?" he answered.
"That's fine with me. Want a soda?" she said, getting up.
"Sure, what is there?" said Ryou, also getting up and putting Rat Race into the DVD player.
Ivy walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. "We've got Dr. Pepper, Coke, or Cherry Coke!" she yelled into the family room.
"I'll have Coke!" he yelled back.
"Okay!" She grabbed his Coke and got a Dr. Pepper for herself, then walked back into the family room. Ryou was on the floor, getting tangled in some cords and wires.
"Did you unplug the--" he started, but the phone had begun to ring.
"I'll get it." said Ivy, setting down the drinks and picking up the receiver. "Hello?"
"Hello, Ivy? This is Isis."
"Hello Isis. Yes, this is Ivy."
"I've made a discovery. Can you meet me at the museum at nine o'clock tomorrow?"
"Of course. Should Ryou and Bakura come, too?"
"Yes, I think they would be most interested in my findings as well."
"Okay, but is something wrong?" Ivy heard a click, then the dial tone. She placed the receiver back on the base and walked back over to Ryou.
"So that was Isis? What did she want?" said Ryou, still struggling with the cords.
"She wants us to meet her at the museum at nine tomorrow," she answered, sitting back down on the couch. "She sounded so mysterious about it..."
"Does she ever sound any other way?" he said, freeing himself from the mass of cords.
"True, she does sound like that all the time," said Ivy. "Did you unplug the DVD player?" asked Ryou.
"Yeah, when I was vacuuming. I couldn't find any other outlets." she answered. "Isis said to bring Bakura along, I hope that's not a problem."
Ryou groaned. "Why should I bring him?"
"I don't know. Why don't you just find out when we go to the museum tomorrow?"
"Fine..." Ryou found the cord to the DVD player and plugged it back in. He grabbed the remote and sat down next to Ivy with a sigh. He pressed the 'enter' button and the movie began to play. Ivy passed him his drink and took her own from the coffee table.
***
After the movie was over, it was nearly ten o'clock. Ivy yawned and stood up from the couch, making her way towards the staircase. Ryou stood up as well and went into the kitchen for a snack before he went to bed. He opened the cupboard and found some pop-tarts. He put two in the toaster and sat at the kitchen table, examining a particular knot in the wood. After about two minutes of digging at it, the pop-tarts popped out of the toaster. Meanwhile, Ivy was laying in bed, thinking.
/I wonder what Isis wanted.../
//So do I...//
/Wha- Who are you?/
//...//
/Are you still there?/
//...I am. I do not really remember who I am...//
/Well, in any case, you're welcome in my mind./
//I thank you. Perhaps I will accompany you to this museum tomorrow.//
/You know about that? Have you really been here this whole time?/
//Of course. You may go to sleep if you wish, I might rest my soul as well.//
/Okay. Goodnight-- um, what is your name?/
//You may call me Aita.//
/Okay. Goodnight, Aita./
Ivy took off her bracelet and set it on her night stand, turning off the lamp as well.
/Aita? Hm, she's gone.../
Ryou poured himself a glass of milk to go with his pop-tarts and sat back down at the table. He started to wonder about the mysterious invitation from Isis.
/What would Isis want with Ivy?/
//How should I know, mortal?//
/I wasn't asking you, Bakura./
//Then who were you asking?//
/I was just thinking to myself. You could be a bit more polite about reading my thoughts now and again. It wouldn't kill you./
//Watch your tongue, mortal, or I shall banish you to the shadow realm!//
/...Fine, Bakura. You win. I'll save my thoughts for now./
Ryou finished off his second pop-tart and downed the rest of his milk. He then got up from the table, set his dishes by the sink, and walked through the family room to the staircase. He climbed it sleepily, entered his room and collapsed on the bed in a dreamless sleep.