Anne-chan (fricknfrack333@aol.com)
Here's a special note from Kit: A reviewer named Anne-chan reviewed this fanfic and wrote:
"IHATE TEA/ANZU! SHE IS A DISGRACE TO ALL LIVING BEINGS WITH HER SNIVVELING, CONNIVING WAYS! KILL HER! SHIS ALSO INDISPUTIBLY UGLY AND SETO(especially)/YAMI/YUGI ARE ALL TOO GOOD FOR THAT WENCH! i didnt even bother to read you fic; your ramblings even bored me to death with the "comic relief"... or lack there of. well, youre evil since youre one of the "tea/anzu fans" and tea needs to burn in the firey depths of hell. you can join her. "
I would just like to thank Anne-chan for her opinion. Everyone is entitled to his or her own opinion, and if Anne-chan's is that Tea is a disgrace, then I have nothing to say. I would however like to encourage Anne-chan to not review stories that star a character she doesn't like. I can't stand Seto, so I don't bother reading or reviewing stories about him. Even though he can be an awfully interesting character to incorporate into the storyline (that explains why Angel gave him such a big part in her story...).
The reason I am writing this, in hopes that Anne-chan or someone who knows her will read it, is because some of the things she wrote really hurt my feelings. I know, I know, I was so totally being oversensitive. I'm not mad or anything, I mean, if I was going for world-popularity I should give it up right now. What I mean is, and this applies to all of us, is when someone bashes your story and tells you to burn in hell, it kind of hurts your feelings (don't deny it, you "tough" peoples!). When you're really annoyed with someone, choose your words carefully (I hope I am now, not sure hope people will react to this, if I hurt anyone's feelings you are free to yell and flame at me). You never know if the person is the overly- sensitive type and cries or at least begins to tear at everything. (I cried at the end of Cats & Dogs, did anybody else?! SOMEONE MUST HAVE JOINED ME IN CRYING FOR LOU!!!) If it's your goal to bring people down, you need to reconsider your priorities.
"I could have become proud of myself because of the amazing and wonderful things God has shown me. So I was given a problem that caused pain in my body. It is a messenger from Satan to make me suffer. Three times I begged the Lord to take it away from me. But he said to me, 'My grace is all you need. My power is strongest when you are weak.' So I am very happy to brag about how weak I am. Then Christ's power can rest on me." - Paul the Apostle, 2 Corinthians 12: 7-9
This verse is a letter Paul wrote to the citizens of Corinth in the Bible. The first two verses were how I felt when I first received this review. I was just starting to believe that people actually liked me, or at least my writing. The last verses applied to me when I realized that God's grace is all I need to pass this test that Satan threw at me to shoot me down.
My first reaction when I got this review was to cry. Then I was angry, and kept saying to myself, "Why would anyone say such a mean thing? Don't they care how I felt?" But then I thought, "What if I did that? What if I did something like that that made someone feel bad?" And I felt guilty because I'm not perfect. So I thought about how I'd want people to respond to my own heartless remarks. My sisters had previously written a letter concerning this instance. They are very over-protective of me, and their letter sort of yelled at Anne-chan and stuff like that. And then I thought, if it were me, I wouldn't want to be yelled at for something I did. If I was feeling angry when I wrote it, or said it, or thought it or whatever, then I know I would be ashamed of myself. I don't if other people would be, but from my experience, people are relatively nice. I've never really been bullied, even though I'm not popular or good-looking. I've been teased, and for a few years I was convinced the kids in my class didn't like me. But that had all been a misunderstanding, and I realized that whenever I thought they were being mean to me, I was wrong, cuz they weren't trying to hurt me on purpose. They were perfectly nice and fun kids, but I was too shy and narrow-minded to believe it. So where was I going with this? Anyway if it were me, I'd feel ashamed of my behavior and a letter that flamed at me wouldn't lift my spirits. So I deleted my sister's letter. In bed, I still felt kinda sad (and a little stupid that I was being so sensitive). I was angry too, but the Bible says that we're supposed to love our enemies, bless those who curse us, and if someone hits our cheek, turn the other cheek so they can hit that one, too. And I though, "I need to forgive this person for hurting me, but I'm still angry with them. I guess I could ask for forgiveness anyway, but the Devil wants me to be angry, because anger blocks God's gifts, including forgiveness, from oming to me. So first I had to let go of anger, and then I could forgive. And whenever I have the urge to say something mean to people, I'll think twice and remember this lesson.
OK, I'll stop wasting everyone's time. Please forgive me if anyone was offended by this, I tried my best not to say anything hurtful or point fingers because I know I do this stuff too. If I did, I'm sorry. Enough gibberish, though, let's get on with chapter 15!
~
Kit: Today's special is Yami Yugi with a touch of Yami Bakura and a pinch of Yami Malik! For an appetizer, enjoy a delightful pastry called Bakura's Letter, or treat yourself to our delicious white wine, affectionately dubbed Honda's Loss. For dessert, try our Jonouchi's Delight, a brownie royalle topped with whipped cream and cherries! Thank you for dining at Kit's Diner for Cannibals, and here's your bill.
Joey: Wau! That much? I haven't got 200 yen on me!
Tea: That's not really a lot, Joey... I mean at Burger World you can get a burger for only ninety yen, and this is only a little more expensive. And MAYBE if you hadn't bought the Yugi's Game Burger of Trial...
Joey: But the menu said it was the size of Rhode Island!
Yugi: And so it was.
Yami: And here ends the tale of Juliet and Romeo!
Everyone stares.
Yami: ::sweatdrop, closes Shakespeare's "Romeo and Juliet"::
Rebecca: I WANT MY CARD BACK!!!
Seto: ::sigh:: Fine. ::gives her Rude Kaizer::
Rebecca: 'Bout time!
Mokuba: No fair! I wanted that card!
Rebecca: You snooze you lose, Chibi-Kaiba.
Kit's notes:
Yugi writing
/Jonouchi writing/
//Yami writing//
(Honda writing)
{Bakura writing}
[Malik writing]
-Yami Bakura writing-
|Yami Malik writing|
July 8, Tuesday, 9:20 P.M. - Jonouchi's bed, the Apartment
//Yuugi, I really am sorry about this//.
Calm down, Yami. It's okay, really. And I'm sorry too for saying those things
//No, it's really my fault. I should've been paying attention. I shouldn't have let my emotions get the better of me like that.//
Same here. Just forget it, okay?
/Who are you talking to, Yuug?/
Yami. Where'd you get the pencil, Jonouchi?
/From Bakura. He's writing a letter to his famaily over there./
Oh.
/Yuug, I'm sorry I wrote in your diary before. But I didn't read anything, I promise./
Really, Jonouchi-kun?
/Really. I wouldn't do that./
(:-D)
Well, that's okay then. Um, why are we all writing in my diary?
(Well, you and Jou were, so I figured I could too!)
/Oh, Honda.../
//You're taking all of Bakura's pencils.//
(Oops... so we are.)
"Hey Bakura, sorry we took all your pencils!"
"Um... no prob!"
"Thanks! You're the best!"
/You're writing that down, Yuugi?/
Yeah, so?
/Do you write down all our conversations?/
No. A lot of them, though.
(I once tried keeping a diary. It went like this: Miho, oh Miho, wherefore art thou, Miho?)
*cough*
/*snigger*/
//I kept a "diary" in my youth, too. Of course, it was all in hieroglyphics. It was on stone tablets that they put into my tomb.//
(You know what's in your tomb?)
//Naturally. The tombs for pharaohs were built long before we actually died. We wanted to make sure we had everything we would need for the after-life, and it had to be nice-looking, too. I wrote mostly about Shadow Games and stuff. But Osiris and Anubis were in there in places. So were Horus and Ra. Oh, and Hathor. And Isis. And Nepthys.//
/Yami... we have no idea what you're talking about./
//Oh. Sorry.//
(This is kinda weird. This is the first time we've been able to talk to both Yuugi and... um... "Yami" at the same time.)
If you call this talking...
{Hey, can I join in?}
Sure Bakura!
[How 'bout me?]
Sure... Malik...
/Man, this is just one big party!/
Tell me about it...
//Yeah, all the boys except Grandpa writing in Yuugi's diary.//
{Who's the person using the normal parantheses?}
(That would be me, Honda.)
{Oh, Honda! I didn't realize your writing was so sloppy.}
Honda, stop trying to strangle Bakura.
[Are you feeling okay, Yuugi?]
I'm fine now. Thanks for asking. I'm glad you and Isis could stay here at the apartment with us.
[We're glad to be here!]
{Malik... get Honda ~\ off of me.}
[Stop scribbling, I can't read what you wrote.}
/I'll get rid of Honda so you can write./
Owch! Ooh, that must've hurt!
(Believe me, it did.)
/Ha!/
[So what did you say before, Ryou?]
{Never mind.}
//Did you finish writing your letter home, Bakura?//
{No, I'm gonna finish it when Jonouchi's done with the pink gel pen. I want to write my big sister's letter in pink, her favorite color.}
I didn't know you had a big sister.
{Well, now you have been informed. Congratulations!}
/Yuugi! Honda's beating me at tic-tac-toe!/
... So?
//I'll help!// XXX#OO
//Easy!//
(*sobs* How'd you beat me so fast?!)
//I am a genius.//
-Since when do we care?-
/Whoa! Now YAMI Bakura's getting involved?/
That's not a good idea. M-A-L-I-K...
[I have a Sennen Set too.]
WHAT?
//HUH?//
/NO WAY!/
(UNBELIEVABLE!)
{Heh heh...}
-It's not THAT strange...-
[Mine's the Sennen Rod.]
Ooh... cool!
[My yami wants to say "hi"...]
|Yo you inferior beings.|
Um... hi there, Yami Malik!
/Geez. I'm not THAT inferior./
|To ME you are!|
Malik, is your yami as sadistic and insane as Bakura's?
[He's probably worse.]
{Definitely worse.}
-Nuh-uh! I'm worse!-
//That's nothing to boast about!//
-Oh go away, arrogant pharaoh!-
|You tell 'em, servant!|
/*sniggers* Servant?/
Blushing, -Servant? I most certainly am NOT your servant!-
|Yeah, yeah.|
[Go away.]
{Yeah, you too, Yami.}
|No!|
-We just got here!-
[Go anyway.]
{Yeah, you too, Yami.}
|Well, maybe now we'll take over completely, go to a bar, have all the flirty girls buy us as many drinks as we want, and then party the night away, and when you guys get back control you'll be sick puppies.|
{No! Please don't!}
|Why shouldn't we?|
//'Cause I'll kill you.//
|Ooh... a threat!|
-Seriously, hikaris, we're not that stupid. We're only joking around. Besides, I'm TIRED.-
|Spoil sport. I was having fun playing with their emotions.|
-So what? It doesn't change the fact that I'm TIRED!!!-
|You're just going soft.|
-Oh, please! You're SOOOOOO annoying.-
|Yeah, you know it!|
-Don't forget, that arrogant PHARAOH is watching us write.-
|Since when do you listen to HIM?|
-Since never, but there's no reason to make it sound like we have any thoughts that are of interest to anybody.-
//You two need a hobby.//
|There's a reason we support Anarchism, you know.|
-I don't support Anarchism; I want to rule the world!-
{We KNOW!}
[NOW GO AWAY!]
|OK!|
Yami Malik is awfully pushy. He just took over Malik's body, used his Sennen Rod to make Bakura become Yami Bakura, grabbed him, and took off before anyone could realize what was happening.
Too bad, Yami. Guess you can't kill them now.
//They won't do anything un-orthodox.//
How can you be so sure?
//'Cause if they did, they wouldn't be witty enough to kill me.//
/That's a pleasant thought./
(Feel bad for Bakura and Malik, though.)
Yeah...
/Wonder what they look like in swim trunks?/
//HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!//
(That funny, huh?)
//EVEN FUNNIER!//
/Can't wait to find out tomorrow!/
//Wha - what?!//
OK, Yami... Let's go to bed now, guys. Tomorrow we're all going to the ocean and we'll need our rest.
(What about Bakura and Malik?)
//They'll be fine, they'll just sleep in their soul rooms. Now, lights out everyone!//
/Why're YOU bossing us around?/
//'Cause I don't have to wake up early to drive to the beach tomorrow.//
I'LL wake you up.
//Uh... all the more reason for me to get to sleep too! Now, GO TO BED!//
/Fine, but tomorrow we're gonna force you to come out and join us just like Yami Bakura and Yami Malik, right Yuugi?/
Right!
//*gasp*//
(Yeah! Isis said she can separate yamis and hikaris temporarily!)
/Ha ha!/
//NOOOOOOO!!!!//
You're faking.
//Yes, I am.//
But you are going to swim with us tomorrow.
//... OK.//
Don't sound so negative.
//It's sort of a bad idea to leave me and those other yamis alone together. We'd tear each other to pieces.//
Don't worry about it, we'll make sure you guys get along. YOU won't do anything to aggravate them, will you, Yami?
//... Go to sleep.//
OK!
\\PPPPPPP// - This is Yami when we told him we were going to force him to come into the water at the beach. He was pretty ticked off, but I bet he'll have fun!
Kit: This pic was of Yami looking ticked off holding a duel disk. It says "Yes! You are the winner!" at the bottom. Don't ask how Yuugi got a picture of Yami in his soul room. Anyway even though he's ticked off he still persists to look adorable. ;-)
Yami, Yami B, and Yami M: WE REFUSE TO WEAR SWIM TRUNKS AND WE REFUSE TO GO SWIMMING!
Miho and Tea: Well, then we refuse to wear our bikinis. We'll just have to wear the one-pieces.
Yami: So?
Tristan: NO!!! MIHO, PLEASE WHERE THE BIKINI!!!! PLEASE!!!! ::on knees, begging::
Miho: Only if the yamis decide to wear the swim trunks and go swimming.
Yami glares at Tristan who is pleading like a doggie.
Yami: ::softens:: ... OK.
Yami B: Why not?
Yami M: Maybe we can use the blue sun tan lotion to turn Yami blue!
Ryou: It washes off, guys.
Yami B and Yami M look dissapointed. Yami looks relieved.
Kit: Seeya, fwends! Long live Yugioh!
Yami: Hey, thanks!
Yami M: No! Anarchism forever!
Yami B: No! ME forever! ME!
Here's a special note from Kit: A reviewer named Anne-chan reviewed this fanfic and wrote:
"IHATE TEA/ANZU! SHE IS A DISGRACE TO ALL LIVING BEINGS WITH HER SNIVVELING, CONNIVING WAYS! KILL HER! SHIS ALSO INDISPUTIBLY UGLY AND SETO(especially)/YAMI/YUGI ARE ALL TOO GOOD FOR THAT WENCH! i didnt even bother to read you fic; your ramblings even bored me to death with the "comic relief"... or lack there of. well, youre evil since youre one of the "tea/anzu fans" and tea needs to burn in the firey depths of hell. you can join her. "
I would just like to thank Anne-chan for her opinion. Everyone is entitled to his or her own opinion, and if Anne-chan's is that Tea is a disgrace, then I have nothing to say. I would however like to encourage Anne-chan to not review stories that star a character she doesn't like. I can't stand Seto, so I don't bother reading or reviewing stories about him. Even though he can be an awfully interesting character to incorporate into the storyline (that explains why Angel gave him such a big part in her story...).
The reason I am writing this, in hopes that Anne-chan or someone who knows her will read it, is because some of the things she wrote really hurt my feelings. I know, I know, I was so totally being oversensitive. I'm not mad or anything, I mean, if I was going for world-popularity I should give it up right now. What I mean is, and this applies to all of us, is when someone bashes your story and tells you to burn in hell, it kind of hurts your feelings (don't deny it, you "tough" peoples!). When you're really annoyed with someone, choose your words carefully (I hope I am now, not sure hope people will react to this, if I hurt anyone's feelings you are free to yell and flame at me). You never know if the person is the overly- sensitive type and cries or at least begins to tear at everything. (I cried at the end of Cats & Dogs, did anybody else?! SOMEONE MUST HAVE JOINED ME IN CRYING FOR LOU!!!) If it's your goal to bring people down, you need to reconsider your priorities.
"I could have become proud of myself because of the amazing and wonderful things God has shown me. So I was given a problem that caused pain in my body. It is a messenger from Satan to make me suffer. Three times I begged the Lord to take it away from me. But he said to me, 'My grace is all you need. My power is strongest when you are weak.' So I am very happy to brag about how weak I am. Then Christ's power can rest on me." - Paul the Apostle, 2 Corinthians 12: 7-9
This verse is a letter Paul wrote to the citizens of Corinth in the Bible. The first two verses were how I felt when I first received this review. I was just starting to believe that people actually liked me, or at least my writing. The last verses applied to me when I realized that God's grace is all I need to pass this test that Satan threw at me to shoot me down.
My first reaction when I got this review was to cry. Then I was angry, and kept saying to myself, "Why would anyone say such a mean thing? Don't they care how I felt?" But then I thought, "What if I did that? What if I did something like that that made someone feel bad?" And I felt guilty because I'm not perfect. So I thought about how I'd want people to respond to my own heartless remarks. My sisters had previously written a letter concerning this instance. They are very over-protective of me, and their letter sort of yelled at Anne-chan and stuff like that. And then I thought, if it were me, I wouldn't want to be yelled at for something I did. If I was feeling angry when I wrote it, or said it, or thought it or whatever, then I know I would be ashamed of myself. I don't if other people would be, but from my experience, people are relatively nice. I've never really been bullied, even though I'm not popular or good-looking. I've been teased, and for a few years I was convinced the kids in my class didn't like me. But that had all been a misunderstanding, and I realized that whenever I thought they were being mean to me, I was wrong, cuz they weren't trying to hurt me on purpose. They were perfectly nice and fun kids, but I was too shy and narrow-minded to believe it. So where was I going with this? Anyway if it were me, I'd feel ashamed of my behavior and a letter that flamed at me wouldn't lift my spirits. So I deleted my sister's letter. In bed, I still felt kinda sad (and a little stupid that I was being so sensitive). I was angry too, but the Bible says that we're supposed to love our enemies, bless those who curse us, and if someone hits our cheek, turn the other cheek so they can hit that one, too. And I though, "I need to forgive this person for hurting me, but I'm still angry with them. I guess I could ask for forgiveness anyway, but the Devil wants me to be angry, because anger blocks God's gifts, including forgiveness, from oming to me. So first I had to let go of anger, and then I could forgive. And whenever I have the urge to say something mean to people, I'll think twice and remember this lesson.
OK, I'll stop wasting everyone's time. Please forgive me if anyone was offended by this, I tried my best not to say anything hurtful or point fingers because I know I do this stuff too. If I did, I'm sorry. Enough gibberish, though, let's get on with chapter 15!
~
Kit: Today's special is Yami Yugi with a touch of Yami Bakura and a pinch of Yami Malik! For an appetizer, enjoy a delightful pastry called Bakura's Letter, or treat yourself to our delicious white wine, affectionately dubbed Honda's Loss. For dessert, try our Jonouchi's Delight, a brownie royalle topped with whipped cream and cherries! Thank you for dining at Kit's Diner for Cannibals, and here's your bill.
Joey: Wau! That much? I haven't got 200 yen on me!
Tea: That's not really a lot, Joey... I mean at Burger World you can get a burger for only ninety yen, and this is only a little more expensive. And MAYBE if you hadn't bought the Yugi's Game Burger of Trial...
Joey: But the menu said it was the size of Rhode Island!
Yugi: And so it was.
Yami: And here ends the tale of Juliet and Romeo!
Everyone stares.
Yami: ::sweatdrop, closes Shakespeare's "Romeo and Juliet"::
Rebecca: I WANT MY CARD BACK!!!
Seto: ::sigh:: Fine. ::gives her Rude Kaizer::
Rebecca: 'Bout time!
Mokuba: No fair! I wanted that card!
Rebecca: You snooze you lose, Chibi-Kaiba.
Kit's notes:
Yugi writing
/Jonouchi writing/
//Yami writing//
(Honda writing)
{Bakura writing}
[Malik writing]
-Yami Bakura writing-
|Yami Malik writing|
July 8, Tuesday, 9:20 P.M. - Jonouchi's bed, the Apartment
//Yuugi, I really am sorry about this//.
Calm down, Yami. It's okay, really. And I'm sorry too for saying those things
//No, it's really my fault. I should've been paying attention. I shouldn't have let my emotions get the better of me like that.//
Same here. Just forget it, okay?
/Who are you talking to, Yuug?/
Yami. Where'd you get the pencil, Jonouchi?
/From Bakura. He's writing a letter to his famaily over there./
Oh.
/Yuug, I'm sorry I wrote in your diary before. But I didn't read anything, I promise./
Really, Jonouchi-kun?
/Really. I wouldn't do that./
(:-D)
Well, that's okay then. Um, why are we all writing in my diary?
(Well, you and Jou were, so I figured I could too!)
/Oh, Honda.../
//You're taking all of Bakura's pencils.//
(Oops... so we are.)
"Hey Bakura, sorry we took all your pencils!"
"Um... no prob!"
"Thanks! You're the best!"
/You're writing that down, Yuugi?/
Yeah, so?
/Do you write down all our conversations?/
No. A lot of them, though.
(I once tried keeping a diary. It went like this: Miho, oh Miho, wherefore art thou, Miho?)
*cough*
/*snigger*/
//I kept a "diary" in my youth, too. Of course, it was all in hieroglyphics. It was on stone tablets that they put into my tomb.//
(You know what's in your tomb?)
//Naturally. The tombs for pharaohs were built long before we actually died. We wanted to make sure we had everything we would need for the after-life, and it had to be nice-looking, too. I wrote mostly about Shadow Games and stuff. But Osiris and Anubis were in there in places. So were Horus and Ra. Oh, and Hathor. And Isis. And Nepthys.//
/Yami... we have no idea what you're talking about./
//Oh. Sorry.//
(This is kinda weird. This is the first time we've been able to talk to both Yuugi and... um... "Yami" at the same time.)
If you call this talking...
{Hey, can I join in?}
Sure Bakura!
[How 'bout me?]
Sure... Malik...
/Man, this is just one big party!/
Tell me about it...
//Yeah, all the boys except Grandpa writing in Yuugi's diary.//
{Who's the person using the normal parantheses?}
(That would be me, Honda.)
{Oh, Honda! I didn't realize your writing was so sloppy.}
Honda, stop trying to strangle Bakura.
[Are you feeling okay, Yuugi?]
I'm fine now. Thanks for asking. I'm glad you and Isis could stay here at the apartment with us.
[We're glad to be here!]
{Malik... get Honda ~\ off of me.}
[Stop scribbling, I can't read what you wrote.}
/I'll get rid of Honda so you can write./
Owch! Ooh, that must've hurt!
(Believe me, it did.)
/Ha!/
[So what did you say before, Ryou?]
{Never mind.}
//Did you finish writing your letter home, Bakura?//
{No, I'm gonna finish it when Jonouchi's done with the pink gel pen. I want to write my big sister's letter in pink, her favorite color.}
I didn't know you had a big sister.
{Well, now you have been informed. Congratulations!}
/Yuugi! Honda's beating me at tic-tac-toe!/
... So?
//I'll help!// XXX#OO
//Easy!//
(*sobs* How'd you beat me so fast?!)
//I am a genius.//
-Since when do we care?-
/Whoa! Now YAMI Bakura's getting involved?/
That's not a good idea. M-A-L-I-K...
[I have a Sennen Set too.]
WHAT?
//HUH?//
/NO WAY!/
(UNBELIEVABLE!)
{Heh heh...}
-It's not THAT strange...-
[Mine's the Sennen Rod.]
Ooh... cool!
[My yami wants to say "hi"...]
|Yo you inferior beings.|
Um... hi there, Yami Malik!
/Geez. I'm not THAT inferior./
|To ME you are!|
Malik, is your yami as sadistic and insane as Bakura's?
[He's probably worse.]
{Definitely worse.}
-Nuh-uh! I'm worse!-
//That's nothing to boast about!//
-Oh go away, arrogant pharaoh!-
|You tell 'em, servant!|
/*sniggers* Servant?/
Blushing, -Servant? I most certainly am NOT your servant!-
|Yeah, yeah.|
[Go away.]
{Yeah, you too, Yami.}
|No!|
-We just got here!-
[Go anyway.]
{Yeah, you too, Yami.}
|Well, maybe now we'll take over completely, go to a bar, have all the flirty girls buy us as many drinks as we want, and then party the night away, and when you guys get back control you'll be sick puppies.|
{No! Please don't!}
|Why shouldn't we?|
//'Cause I'll kill you.//
|Ooh... a threat!|
-Seriously, hikaris, we're not that stupid. We're only joking around. Besides, I'm TIRED.-
|Spoil sport. I was having fun playing with their emotions.|
-So what? It doesn't change the fact that I'm TIRED!!!-
|You're just going soft.|
-Oh, please! You're SOOOOOO annoying.-
|Yeah, you know it!|
-Don't forget, that arrogant PHARAOH is watching us write.-
|Since when do you listen to HIM?|
-Since never, but there's no reason to make it sound like we have any thoughts that are of interest to anybody.-
//You two need a hobby.//
|There's a reason we support Anarchism, you know.|
-I don't support Anarchism; I want to rule the world!-
{We KNOW!}
[NOW GO AWAY!]
|OK!|
Yami Malik is awfully pushy. He just took over Malik's body, used his Sennen Rod to make Bakura become Yami Bakura, grabbed him, and took off before anyone could realize what was happening.
Too bad, Yami. Guess you can't kill them now.
//They won't do anything un-orthodox.//
How can you be so sure?
//'Cause if they did, they wouldn't be witty enough to kill me.//
/That's a pleasant thought./
(Feel bad for Bakura and Malik, though.)
Yeah...
/Wonder what they look like in swim trunks?/
//HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!//
(That funny, huh?)
//EVEN FUNNIER!//
/Can't wait to find out tomorrow!/
//Wha - what?!//
OK, Yami... Let's go to bed now, guys. Tomorrow we're all going to the ocean and we'll need our rest.
(What about Bakura and Malik?)
//They'll be fine, they'll just sleep in their soul rooms. Now, lights out everyone!//
/Why're YOU bossing us around?/
//'Cause I don't have to wake up early to drive to the beach tomorrow.//
I'LL wake you up.
//Uh... all the more reason for me to get to sleep too! Now, GO TO BED!//
/Fine, but tomorrow we're gonna force you to come out and join us just like Yami Bakura and Yami Malik, right Yuugi?/
Right!
//*gasp*//
(Yeah! Isis said she can separate yamis and hikaris temporarily!)
/Ha ha!/
//NOOOOOOO!!!!//
You're faking.
//Yes, I am.//
But you are going to swim with us tomorrow.
//... OK.//
Don't sound so negative.
//It's sort of a bad idea to leave me and those other yamis alone together. We'd tear each other to pieces.//
Don't worry about it, we'll make sure you guys get along. YOU won't do anything to aggravate them, will you, Yami?
//... Go to sleep.//
OK!
\\PPPPPPP// - This is Yami when we told him we were going to force him to come into the water at the beach. He was pretty ticked off, but I bet he'll have fun!
Kit: This pic was of Yami looking ticked off holding a duel disk. It says "Yes! You are the winner!" at the bottom. Don't ask how Yuugi got a picture of Yami in his soul room. Anyway even though he's ticked off he still persists to look adorable. ;-)
Yami, Yami B, and Yami M: WE REFUSE TO WEAR SWIM TRUNKS AND WE REFUSE TO GO SWIMMING!
Miho and Tea: Well, then we refuse to wear our bikinis. We'll just have to wear the one-pieces.
Yami: So?
Tristan: NO!!! MIHO, PLEASE WHERE THE BIKINI!!!! PLEASE!!!! ::on knees, begging::
Miho: Only if the yamis decide to wear the swim trunks and go swimming.
Yami glares at Tristan who is pleading like a doggie.
Yami: ::softens:: ... OK.
Yami B: Why not?
Yami M: Maybe we can use the blue sun tan lotion to turn Yami blue!
Ryou: It washes off, guys.
Yami B and Yami M look dissapointed. Yami looks relieved.
Kit: Seeya, fwends! Long live Yugioh!
Yami: Hey, thanks!
Yami M: No! Anarchism forever!
Yami B: No! ME forever! ME!