The Minor Characters- A Tale of the Forgotten Duel Monsters
By: GodOfTheWired
Author's Notes: Well I haven't written a Yu-Gi-Oh fic yet so this will be a first for me, but we can hope for the best, ne? Anyways, I wrote this because whenever I look for fics about the monsters in Yu-Gi-Oh, I always turn up the same results: Dark Magician, Mystical Elf, Celtic Guardian, and Dark Magician Girl. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy DM/DMG fics from time to time, but I felt it was about time that someone did something for the duel monsters that never get noticed. So this one goes out to you, forgotten duel monsters. Although no one will ever use you (except me), you will always have a place in our hearts.. mostly somewhere in the back.
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Many of the inhabitants of the world of duel monsters were up early this fine morning, going about their usual business. The Celtic Guardian was rummaging through his things, while the Dark Magician and his apprentice, the Dark Magician Girl, walked through the open areas speaking of new spells. While all this happiness was going on, two particular monsters sat in a bar, one cursing rampantly while the other merely watched. Things were being thrown through windows and younger monsters covered their ears to avoid the constant obscenities. Jinzo #7 finally stopped his tirade, huffing and puffing from a lack of breath. He muttered another curse under his breath before sitting down at the bar and ordering another drink.
"Stupid punk.. asking how many times I've been summoned! Who the hell does he think he is?! HUH?!"
He looked over at his associate who was sitting on the bar stool beside him. It blinked its eye before speaking.
"Can you count how many times you've been summoned on your hands, man?"
Jinzo #7 looked at his hands before turning away and taking a swig from his drink.
"On one hand..."
"So he was right?"
"Shut up! Least I HAVE hands!"
The Rainbow Flower frowned as it looked at his drunken buddy.
"That was a low blow, man."
"If I went any lower I'd be hitting your pot!"
"Yeah and lord knows you couldn't break it."
"What was that?! You wanna take this outside?!"
"Look shut up. You're drunk and I know you're stronger than I am."
"Damn right!"
The lights in the bar dimmed as a group of female monsters took the stage. Jinzo #7 immediately redirected his attention from his drink to the stage as a Spirit of the Harp, a Sonic Maid, and a Goddess of Whim took the stage, setting up their instruments. The Rainbow Flower sighed as his buddy watched the stage with rapt interest.
"Look man no matter how many times you come to see her she wouldn't even take the time of day to glance at you. She's more powerful than you and she wouldn't want to be seen with an oil guzzler like you."
"Shaddup! A machine can dream can't it?!"
"No."
".... who asked you anyways?"
"Well you di... nevermind."
He wanted to continue his little argument, but SHE had come on stage. As the band began to strike up their soft melody, she shifted in from the side, dancing her way with twin fans in her hands. Her kimono tied around her, delicately swaying as she danced about to the beat of the music. R. Flower looked over at his mechanical friend to see him staring, his gaze never leaving her figure. The flower merely sighed as his friend continued to stare, long after the mystical woman known as the Beautiful Headhuntress finished her routine. Her friends had begun to pack up their stuff when Jinzo #7 snapped out of his daze. He analyzed the situation and came up with an idea. Picking up his incapable-of-movement friend, he headed over to the Headhuntress just as she was hefting up her huge cleaver. He stopped in front of her and attempted to speak, but it came out as nothing but gibberish.
"Hi.. wanted to... saw you.. uhh.."
The Headhuntress merely watched him curiously as Jinzo #7 continued to stammer in utter panic. Finally, having gotten sick of being held against his friend's back, the Rainbow Flower bit a piece of exposed flesh, causing Jinzo #7 to flinch. He took his friend out from behind his back and held it out to the Headhuntress.
"I got you this flower..."
"I'm not some date prize, you moron! Put me down!"
The Headhuntress chuckled as Jinzo#7 and his floral buddy began to bicker. It ended with Jinzo#7 threatening to drop him, so Rainbow Flower decided it was in his best interest to shut his mouth. However, when he looked back up, the Beautiful Headhuntress was walking out the front door, her cleaver strapped to her back. Jinzo #7 sighed a mechanical sigh and walked back to the bar, carrying his smaller friend with him. Jinzo#7 took in the sites around him before taking his seat: the Spirit of the Harp was now sitting with a Musician King while the Goddess of Whim was lounging comfortably in the corner. The Sonic Maid was polishing her music note shaped scythe while speaking to the Reaper of the Cards. Jinzo #7 sat on the stool and placed his friend on the stool to his right. He took a glance to see he had a drinking buddy on his left side as well.
~3 hours later...~
"And so you see... that's when I knew she was the one!"
"Muaaaaaaaa......."
"I knew you'd understand!"
"Guaaaaaaa....."
Jinzo #7 continued chatting with his friend the Armored Zombie, whose brain was slowly slipping out of the hole in the back of his head. Rainbow Flower sighed deeply as the undead and the machine continued their "conversation".
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Author's Notes: Well that's it for the first chapter. I'll write more if there are reviews. And flames are not welcome... unless they're about squirrels spontaneously exploding!! YES! Oh and off the record, yes I do use Jinzo #7 and Rainbow Flower. I don't really use Beautiful Headhuntress, though I do keep her around. ^_^
By: GodOfTheWired
Author's Notes: Well I haven't written a Yu-Gi-Oh fic yet so this will be a first for me, but we can hope for the best, ne? Anyways, I wrote this because whenever I look for fics about the monsters in Yu-Gi-Oh, I always turn up the same results: Dark Magician, Mystical Elf, Celtic Guardian, and Dark Magician Girl. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy DM/DMG fics from time to time, but I felt it was about time that someone did something for the duel monsters that never get noticed. So this one goes out to you, forgotten duel monsters. Although no one will ever use you (except me), you will always have a place in our hearts.. mostly somewhere in the back.
~~~
Many of the inhabitants of the world of duel monsters were up early this fine morning, going about their usual business. The Celtic Guardian was rummaging through his things, while the Dark Magician and his apprentice, the Dark Magician Girl, walked through the open areas speaking of new spells. While all this happiness was going on, two particular monsters sat in a bar, one cursing rampantly while the other merely watched. Things were being thrown through windows and younger monsters covered their ears to avoid the constant obscenities. Jinzo #7 finally stopped his tirade, huffing and puffing from a lack of breath. He muttered another curse under his breath before sitting down at the bar and ordering another drink.
"Stupid punk.. asking how many times I've been summoned! Who the hell does he think he is?! HUH?!"
He looked over at his associate who was sitting on the bar stool beside him. It blinked its eye before speaking.
"Can you count how many times you've been summoned on your hands, man?"
Jinzo #7 looked at his hands before turning away and taking a swig from his drink.
"On one hand..."
"So he was right?"
"Shut up! Least I HAVE hands!"
The Rainbow Flower frowned as it looked at his drunken buddy.
"That was a low blow, man."
"If I went any lower I'd be hitting your pot!"
"Yeah and lord knows you couldn't break it."
"What was that?! You wanna take this outside?!"
"Look shut up. You're drunk and I know you're stronger than I am."
"Damn right!"
The lights in the bar dimmed as a group of female monsters took the stage. Jinzo #7 immediately redirected his attention from his drink to the stage as a Spirit of the Harp, a Sonic Maid, and a Goddess of Whim took the stage, setting up their instruments. The Rainbow Flower sighed as his buddy watched the stage with rapt interest.
"Look man no matter how many times you come to see her she wouldn't even take the time of day to glance at you. She's more powerful than you and she wouldn't want to be seen with an oil guzzler like you."
"Shaddup! A machine can dream can't it?!"
"No."
".... who asked you anyways?"
"Well you di... nevermind."
He wanted to continue his little argument, but SHE had come on stage. As the band began to strike up their soft melody, she shifted in from the side, dancing her way with twin fans in her hands. Her kimono tied around her, delicately swaying as she danced about to the beat of the music. R. Flower looked over at his mechanical friend to see him staring, his gaze never leaving her figure. The flower merely sighed as his friend continued to stare, long after the mystical woman known as the Beautiful Headhuntress finished her routine. Her friends had begun to pack up their stuff when Jinzo #7 snapped out of his daze. He analyzed the situation and came up with an idea. Picking up his incapable-of-movement friend, he headed over to the Headhuntress just as she was hefting up her huge cleaver. He stopped in front of her and attempted to speak, but it came out as nothing but gibberish.
"Hi.. wanted to... saw you.. uhh.."
The Headhuntress merely watched him curiously as Jinzo #7 continued to stammer in utter panic. Finally, having gotten sick of being held against his friend's back, the Rainbow Flower bit a piece of exposed flesh, causing Jinzo #7 to flinch. He took his friend out from behind his back and held it out to the Headhuntress.
"I got you this flower..."
"I'm not some date prize, you moron! Put me down!"
The Headhuntress chuckled as Jinzo#7 and his floral buddy began to bicker. It ended with Jinzo#7 threatening to drop him, so Rainbow Flower decided it was in his best interest to shut his mouth. However, when he looked back up, the Beautiful Headhuntress was walking out the front door, her cleaver strapped to her back. Jinzo #7 sighed a mechanical sigh and walked back to the bar, carrying his smaller friend with him. Jinzo#7 took in the sites around him before taking his seat: the Spirit of the Harp was now sitting with a Musician King while the Goddess of Whim was lounging comfortably in the corner. The Sonic Maid was polishing her music note shaped scythe while speaking to the Reaper of the Cards. Jinzo #7 sat on the stool and placed his friend on the stool to his right. He took a glance to see he had a drinking buddy on his left side as well.
~3 hours later...~
"And so you see... that's when I knew she was the one!"
"Muaaaaaaaa......."
"I knew you'd understand!"
"Guaaaaaaa....."
Jinzo #7 continued chatting with his friend the Armored Zombie, whose brain was slowly slipping out of the hole in the back of his head. Rainbow Flower sighed deeply as the undead and the machine continued their "conversation".
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Author's Notes: Well that's it for the first chapter. I'll write more if there are reviews. And flames are not welcome... unless they're about squirrels spontaneously exploding!! YES! Oh and off the record, yes I do use Jinzo #7 and Rainbow Flower. I don't really use Beautiful Headhuntress, though I do keep her around. ^_^