Broke: Chapter 2- The Search for the Liquor
I'm back!
Seto: Oh no! That means I have to suffer!
Yami: And I get to-hic-laugh at-hic-his misery!
JK: Yami.
Yami: I'll shut-hic-up.
JK: You know, Seto, I've come to a very well thought out decision.
Seto: Have you decided to cancel this fic?
JK: What?! Are you out of your mind?! Geniuses are supposed to be smart.
Seto: I resent that, I happen to be very intelligent.
JK: Shut up or I'll get all my Seto fangirl friends to glomp you. And who knows? I might even glomp you myself.
Seto: No! Not that! You can't glomp me! I don't deserve it!
Yami: You can glomp me!
Seto: Notice that he's drunk.
JK (in an angry but calm demeanor): Yami Bakura, my bishie, due me a little favor.
(Yami Bakura approaches JK fearfully. JK chooses to ignore this and whispers her plan in his ear.)
Yami Bakura: Yay! Blood!
JK (after whacking him on the head): You're not going to cause bloodshed!
Yami Bakura: Oh s-
JK (after whacking him on the head again): This story is rated PG, Yami Bakura!
Yami Bakura: So? Where I come from, we don't have ratings.
Yami: Where you come from, I-hic- rule!
JK: Yami.
Yami: I'll shut up if you glomp me.
JK: Yami, if you don't want to die, you'll shut up without the glomping.
(Yami Bakura begins to chase Seto with a knife.)
JK: Yami Bakura, if you don't get back here, I won't let you find the liquor!
(He immediately stops. He now begins to chase Seto with a mallet.)
JK: Much better.
Mokuba: Hey, JK?
JK: Yes Mokuba?
Mokuba: We have a little problem.
JK: Oh, I almost forgot! Thanks to everyone who reviewed! You all get a nice chunk of Seto's money!
Seto (while running): Not my money!
JK: You'll get more, don't worry.
Mokuba: But that's the problem! There weren't enough flames to burn Pegasus!
JK: Who needs flames? Bring on the matches!
Yami Bakura (stopping): Can I light the fire?
JK: No. I'll let someone who hates him more do it.
Yugi: Like me, right?
JK: No, Yugi-boy, I think I'll let Seto do it.
Seto: Really?
JK: Yes.
(Seto lights the fire with every single match. He gets a look in his eye like a crazed lunatic.)
Yami Bakura: The word is pyromaniac.
JK: Whatever, you should know.
Yami Bakura: I'm crazy and proud!
JK: Okay.who wants to do the disclaimer?
Tea: I do! I do!
JK: Anyone? Seto?
Seto: Burn, witch! Burn!
JK: Maybe not. Joey, my little Chihuahua, you can do it.
Joey: Okay. JK doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of its characters. And hallelujah for that!
JK: Joey, do you want to meet Yami Malik?
Joey: No!
JK: Then you know what to do.
Seto was having a horrible time at the picnic. Joey had brought beer with him and was now completely drunk. To make matters worse, Mokuba took a sip. And we all know that he doesn't need any alcohol.
"Hey, Seto? Tell everyone the story of how you killed our stepfather," said Mokuba, a little dazed.
"I did not! He fell out the window," said Seto angrily.
"But you pushed him out," said Mokuba. Everyone present turned to look at Seto, some fearfully, such as Yugi, and some disbelievingly, such as Yami.
"Mokuba, you have a bug in your hair," said Seto, in an attempt to get Mokuba away from him. It worked. Mokuba ran screaming inside the house. But there were much more interesting things going on in the house other than Mokuba's frantic tugging at his exceedingly long hair.
"Is this the door?" asked Yami Bakura.
"I don't know. I guess we'll just have to open it and find out," said Malik, a hungry look on his face. This look would have made most adults flinch, but because Yami Bakura had a sick mind to rival Malik's, he didn't even notice the look.
"So, how do we open the door? It's locked," asked Malik.
"Open the door? Are you insane? There could be pressurized salt acid there!" said Yami Bakura, somewhat shiftily.
"Pardon?"
"It's a type of booby trap!"
"Yami Bakura! This is the 21st century! Booby traps are very different from the ones in Ancient Egyptian tombs! Wait a minute, are you actually scared?" Malik asked in disbelief.
"No, of course not!" said Yami Bakura. If Malik wasn't his only friend, he would have been flung out the window for accusing him of fear. Malik clearly didn't believe him, and started laughing. But words started pouring from Yami Bakura's mouth, and the Egyptian part of him understood what he was saying.
"Where'd you get such a colorful vocabulary? I don't even know that many words!" said Malik.
"When you're five thousand years old you pick up a few things!" said Yami Bakura, "Now step aside."
"Sure," said Malik, curious to see what his insane friend would do.
"Sword of Dark Destruction!" said Yami Bakura. The lock broke, and Malik burst into laughter again.
"You're taking this too seriously. I mean, a pocket knife could have broken through this lock!" said Malik. He opened the door, hoping to see bottles, but instead saw clothes.
"No liquor here, let's go," said Malik.
"I could sell this! Look! It's in perfect condition!" said Yami Bakura, grabbing all the clothes.
"Now!" said Malik, taking Yami Bakura by the hair and dragging him from the closet. Yami Bakura mumbled darkly.
The next door they encountered wouldn't be opened so easily. It didn't have a common lock, but one where you had to punch in the numbers.
"Cool! What's that?" asked Yami Bakura.
"It's a lock, stupid. We have to break down the door or else we'll be here for hours," explained Malik.
"I'll just use the sword again. Sword of-"
"You can't use it to cut through the door! Do you have any idea how obvious that will look? How did you make it as a thief?" asked Malik.
"Somehow. So what do you propose we do?" asked Yami Bakura.
"Take a lunch break!" said Malik happily.
Meanwhile, things at the picnic were not going too well. A huge argument was going on between Yami and Seto.
"Well, I'm King of Games! You're just World Champion!" screamed Yami.
"Yami, did anyone ever tell you that you should be on a miracle shampoo commercial?" asked Seto calmly.
"Yes, actually," said Yami. This caused laughter from most of the guests.
"Hey, Kaiba! Don't insult my boyfriend!" shrieked Tea.
"Keep out of this, you old hag!" screamed Yami and Seto in unison. Tea shrank back.
"And another thing, Yami, I bet a cow could play Duel Monsters better than you!"
"You walk like you have a rat in your pants!"
"Yami, what are you going to do for a new face when the baboon wants its butt back?"
On and on they went, throwing insults at eachother like there was no tomorrow. It took Joey, who was too drunk to understand what he was doing, Tristan, Bakura, and Duke to keep them from murdering eachother.
"Okay, what do we do now?" asked Yami Bakura after they had finished all the picnic food that they dragged into the house with them.
"I've got it!" said Malik. He took out a Salamandra card and melted the hinges with it. After all that "work" they expected to find something in there, but all they found was a bunch of mechanical junk.
"Nothing valuable in here," said Malik. It was a good thing Seto was far away at the time, for he would have seriously hurt Malik for insulting his inventions.
About an hour later, they had reached the last two doors.
"We've been.to.five hundred.and eighty nine rooms!" Malik said breathlessly.
"Maybe he doesn't have a liquor stash," said Yami Bakura. But the sight of two more rooms seemed to make them stronger.
"Oh, damn it! A DNA lock!" Malik screamed in frustration.
"DNA? What means this?" asked Yami Bakura. Malik looked at him skeptically.
"It has something to do with genetics. But basically, only Seto can open the door," said Malik.
"What about the other door?"
"Same thing." They sat, thinking for a while. Well, Malik was thinking. Yami Bakura was dreaming about-you guessed it-blood.
"I know!" said Malik.
"Blood? Where?"
"I mean, I have an idea."
"What?"
"Maybe Mokuba can open the door. It's probably programmed to accept both of their DNA codes," said Malik. Yami Bakura had no clue what Malik was talking about, but he knew one thing: they had found a way to open the door.
Malik and Yami Bakura made their way outside. Joey lay snoring in the shade of a tree, Tea was flirting with Yugi, Seto and Yami were glaring at eachother, so basically, everything was normal. Malik and Yami Bakura walked over to Mokuba.
"Hi, Mokuba," said Malik, attempting to smile.
"Oh, hi! You know, my brother wants to date your sister," said Mokuba. Seto heard this even though he was ten yards away.
"No, I don't," he claimed angrily.
"You can have her. Just get her away from me. She's always bothering me," said Malik, and then put on a high-pitched voice, " ' No Malik, that's bad. Don't do that. You can't kill Yugi. What are you up to? Malik, I'm warning you.' Honestly, the woman has no life."
"Do I care?" asked Seto.
"Guess not." Seto walked away angrily.
"Mokuba, can you do your friend Malik a favor?" asked Malik.
"Seto told me to stay away from people in lavender shirts. He thinks it's gay. And he also told me to stay away from crazy people," said Mokuba.
"But I'm not crazy," said Malik, restraining himself from strangling the immature ten-year-old.
"You're wearing a lavender shirt." said Mokuba.
"Tell you what, Mokuba. If you do this for me, I'll give you Isis' old pom- poms and that way you can cheer for your brother when he duels. Okay?" asked Malik.
"Mmmm, okay!" said Mokuba.
"Pom-poms? I don't own pom-poms," said Isis unhappily, "Malik, what are you up to?"
Malik could have choked her. Here she was again, meddling in things that were not her affair.
"We're planning a surprise party for Seto," said Malik.
"And this involves pom-poms?" asked Isis.
"Yeah, Mokuba's going to cheer for Seto," said Malik.
"You know what, Malik? I don't believe a word you just said. But when you and your Yami friend over there get together, you do things that I really wish I didn't know about. So, I'm going to pretend I never heard a thing," said Isis, and walked away. But her very words had sealed Seto's fate.
"Wow! She didn't bother me! Now, come on Mokuba," said Malik. He seemed to have completely forgotten that Yami Bakura was even there. But the prospect of humiliating someone like Seto Kaiba did that to people. And if you don't believe me, just ask Yami, who was writing schemes to ruin Seto's life on napkins back at the picnic.
"So what do I have to do?" Mokuba asked when they had arrived at the door.
"Put your hand right there," said Malik.
"Couldn't we just have broken down the door?" Yami Bakura hissed in his ear.
"It's indestructible. He must be hiding something of great value in these two doors," said Malik. Then, he smiled evilly, "And it's about to become mine. I mean, ours." Mokuba successfully opened the door, and inside was any lunatic's gold mine. It was completely full of ammunition of every sort.
"Whoa." Yami Bakura and Malik said in unison. Then reason came to one of them.
"Thank you, Ra! This is so incredible! Damn, I could live here!" Yami Bakura said happily.
"You really want to live with Seto?" asked Malik.
"No," Yami Bakura said sadly, "But we can still swipe the guns!"
"True," said Malik, and they began dragging all the guns into Yami Bakura's soul room. (A/N: I wonder what he keeps in there.a supply of blood, no doubt. And torture devices as well.)
"Um, can I go back to the picnic?" asked Mokuba. Malik and Yami Bakura came back from la-la land.
"Just open that door," said Yami Bakura.
"Okay." And he did. And finally the two deranged freaks found what they were looking for. It was the liquor Seto had bought earlier that day!
"Oh, cool! Fruit juice!" squealed Mokuba, "Can I have some?"
"Not now, miserable mortal!" said Yami Bakura angrily. Now that's the vampire that I know, thought Malik, calming down. He was acting strangely. But he heard what had made Yami Bakura so angry. There was a noise coming from downstairs!
"Stupid Yami, I hope he dies. Coming here and eating my food. Why does Mokuba force me to endure this? Where's my aspirin?" It was Seto. Malik and Yami Bakura felt as if the breath had been knocked out of them. Their whole plan was about to go right out the window! Kind of like Gozaburo Kaiba.
JK: Sorry that this chapter wasn't as funny as the first one, but it'll get better.
Seto: Why do you mention my dark past?!
JK: Calm yourself.
Joey: I got some marshmallows! And chocolate, too!
(JK goes around and gives everyone a marshmallow and a chocolate. Except for Seto, she gives him two.)
Yami: Yay-hic!
Tea: How come Seto gets two?!
JK: Because I've been torturing him and he deserves it.
Seto: I hope that's an indication that things are going to get better.
JK: Sorry Seto, but things are only going to worsen for you.
Seto: *&^%%$#@)(*^^%#$@#$&*(*^%$##@!#
Mokuba: Cool! Vocabulary enhancers! (He begins to rapidly record everything Seto says.)
Yami Bakura: Wait, what a disgrace! I don't know that word! (He writes it down as well.)
(While everyone is staring at Seto, Joey begins to swipe people's marshmallows. JK whacks him on the head with her stick which, unfortunately for Joey, is still on fire.)
Joey: Ow! My hair! It's on fire!
JK: Whoops. (JK pours alcohol on his head.) Oh, I thought that was water! Sorry Joey.
(Joey rapidly runs around the room and the fire eventually goes out.)
Mai: Ew, Joey, you look horrible.
Joey: Thanks, Mai. That really helps.
JK: Please review! All flames will be used to keep the fire going because Pegasus isn't dust yet!
Yami: But what about the other witch?
JK: What other witch?
Yami: Tea!
JK: Should we burn her too? Nah, her stupidity adds humor to the story.
Tea: Yeah- Hey!
Yami Bakura: I say we should cremate Pharaoh over there!
Yami: Who?
(JK sighs.)
I'm back!
Seto: Oh no! That means I have to suffer!
Yami: And I get to-hic-laugh at-hic-his misery!
JK: Yami.
Yami: I'll shut-hic-up.
JK: You know, Seto, I've come to a very well thought out decision.
Seto: Have you decided to cancel this fic?
JK: What?! Are you out of your mind?! Geniuses are supposed to be smart.
Seto: I resent that, I happen to be very intelligent.
JK: Shut up or I'll get all my Seto fangirl friends to glomp you. And who knows? I might even glomp you myself.
Seto: No! Not that! You can't glomp me! I don't deserve it!
Yami: You can glomp me!
Seto: Notice that he's drunk.
JK (in an angry but calm demeanor): Yami Bakura, my bishie, due me a little favor.
(Yami Bakura approaches JK fearfully. JK chooses to ignore this and whispers her plan in his ear.)
Yami Bakura: Yay! Blood!
JK (after whacking him on the head): You're not going to cause bloodshed!
Yami Bakura: Oh s-
JK (after whacking him on the head again): This story is rated PG, Yami Bakura!
Yami Bakura: So? Where I come from, we don't have ratings.
Yami: Where you come from, I-hic- rule!
JK: Yami.
Yami: I'll shut up if you glomp me.
JK: Yami, if you don't want to die, you'll shut up without the glomping.
(Yami Bakura begins to chase Seto with a knife.)
JK: Yami Bakura, if you don't get back here, I won't let you find the liquor!
(He immediately stops. He now begins to chase Seto with a mallet.)
JK: Much better.
Mokuba: Hey, JK?
JK: Yes Mokuba?
Mokuba: We have a little problem.
JK: Oh, I almost forgot! Thanks to everyone who reviewed! You all get a nice chunk of Seto's money!
Seto (while running): Not my money!
JK: You'll get more, don't worry.
Mokuba: But that's the problem! There weren't enough flames to burn Pegasus!
JK: Who needs flames? Bring on the matches!
Yami Bakura (stopping): Can I light the fire?
JK: No. I'll let someone who hates him more do it.
Yugi: Like me, right?
JK: No, Yugi-boy, I think I'll let Seto do it.
Seto: Really?
JK: Yes.
(Seto lights the fire with every single match. He gets a look in his eye like a crazed lunatic.)
Yami Bakura: The word is pyromaniac.
JK: Whatever, you should know.
Yami Bakura: I'm crazy and proud!
JK: Okay.who wants to do the disclaimer?
Tea: I do! I do!
JK: Anyone? Seto?
Seto: Burn, witch! Burn!
JK: Maybe not. Joey, my little Chihuahua, you can do it.
Joey: Okay. JK doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of its characters. And hallelujah for that!
JK: Joey, do you want to meet Yami Malik?
Joey: No!
JK: Then you know what to do.
Seto was having a horrible time at the picnic. Joey had brought beer with him and was now completely drunk. To make matters worse, Mokuba took a sip. And we all know that he doesn't need any alcohol.
"Hey, Seto? Tell everyone the story of how you killed our stepfather," said Mokuba, a little dazed.
"I did not! He fell out the window," said Seto angrily.
"But you pushed him out," said Mokuba. Everyone present turned to look at Seto, some fearfully, such as Yugi, and some disbelievingly, such as Yami.
"Mokuba, you have a bug in your hair," said Seto, in an attempt to get Mokuba away from him. It worked. Mokuba ran screaming inside the house. But there were much more interesting things going on in the house other than Mokuba's frantic tugging at his exceedingly long hair.
"Is this the door?" asked Yami Bakura.
"I don't know. I guess we'll just have to open it and find out," said Malik, a hungry look on his face. This look would have made most adults flinch, but because Yami Bakura had a sick mind to rival Malik's, he didn't even notice the look.
"So, how do we open the door? It's locked," asked Malik.
"Open the door? Are you insane? There could be pressurized salt acid there!" said Yami Bakura, somewhat shiftily.
"Pardon?"
"It's a type of booby trap!"
"Yami Bakura! This is the 21st century! Booby traps are very different from the ones in Ancient Egyptian tombs! Wait a minute, are you actually scared?" Malik asked in disbelief.
"No, of course not!" said Yami Bakura. If Malik wasn't his only friend, he would have been flung out the window for accusing him of fear. Malik clearly didn't believe him, and started laughing. But words started pouring from Yami Bakura's mouth, and the Egyptian part of him understood what he was saying.
"Where'd you get such a colorful vocabulary? I don't even know that many words!" said Malik.
"When you're five thousand years old you pick up a few things!" said Yami Bakura, "Now step aside."
"Sure," said Malik, curious to see what his insane friend would do.
"Sword of Dark Destruction!" said Yami Bakura. The lock broke, and Malik burst into laughter again.
"You're taking this too seriously. I mean, a pocket knife could have broken through this lock!" said Malik. He opened the door, hoping to see bottles, but instead saw clothes.
"No liquor here, let's go," said Malik.
"I could sell this! Look! It's in perfect condition!" said Yami Bakura, grabbing all the clothes.
"Now!" said Malik, taking Yami Bakura by the hair and dragging him from the closet. Yami Bakura mumbled darkly.
The next door they encountered wouldn't be opened so easily. It didn't have a common lock, but one where you had to punch in the numbers.
"Cool! What's that?" asked Yami Bakura.
"It's a lock, stupid. We have to break down the door or else we'll be here for hours," explained Malik.
"I'll just use the sword again. Sword of-"
"You can't use it to cut through the door! Do you have any idea how obvious that will look? How did you make it as a thief?" asked Malik.
"Somehow. So what do you propose we do?" asked Yami Bakura.
"Take a lunch break!" said Malik happily.
Meanwhile, things at the picnic were not going too well. A huge argument was going on between Yami and Seto.
"Well, I'm King of Games! You're just World Champion!" screamed Yami.
"Yami, did anyone ever tell you that you should be on a miracle shampoo commercial?" asked Seto calmly.
"Yes, actually," said Yami. This caused laughter from most of the guests.
"Hey, Kaiba! Don't insult my boyfriend!" shrieked Tea.
"Keep out of this, you old hag!" screamed Yami and Seto in unison. Tea shrank back.
"And another thing, Yami, I bet a cow could play Duel Monsters better than you!"
"You walk like you have a rat in your pants!"
"Yami, what are you going to do for a new face when the baboon wants its butt back?"
On and on they went, throwing insults at eachother like there was no tomorrow. It took Joey, who was too drunk to understand what he was doing, Tristan, Bakura, and Duke to keep them from murdering eachother.
"Okay, what do we do now?" asked Yami Bakura after they had finished all the picnic food that they dragged into the house with them.
"I've got it!" said Malik. He took out a Salamandra card and melted the hinges with it. After all that "work" they expected to find something in there, but all they found was a bunch of mechanical junk.
"Nothing valuable in here," said Malik. It was a good thing Seto was far away at the time, for he would have seriously hurt Malik for insulting his inventions.
About an hour later, they had reached the last two doors.
"We've been.to.five hundred.and eighty nine rooms!" Malik said breathlessly.
"Maybe he doesn't have a liquor stash," said Yami Bakura. But the sight of two more rooms seemed to make them stronger.
"Oh, damn it! A DNA lock!" Malik screamed in frustration.
"DNA? What means this?" asked Yami Bakura. Malik looked at him skeptically.
"It has something to do with genetics. But basically, only Seto can open the door," said Malik.
"What about the other door?"
"Same thing." They sat, thinking for a while. Well, Malik was thinking. Yami Bakura was dreaming about-you guessed it-blood.
"I know!" said Malik.
"Blood? Where?"
"I mean, I have an idea."
"What?"
"Maybe Mokuba can open the door. It's probably programmed to accept both of their DNA codes," said Malik. Yami Bakura had no clue what Malik was talking about, but he knew one thing: they had found a way to open the door.
Malik and Yami Bakura made their way outside. Joey lay snoring in the shade of a tree, Tea was flirting with Yugi, Seto and Yami were glaring at eachother, so basically, everything was normal. Malik and Yami Bakura walked over to Mokuba.
"Hi, Mokuba," said Malik, attempting to smile.
"Oh, hi! You know, my brother wants to date your sister," said Mokuba. Seto heard this even though he was ten yards away.
"No, I don't," he claimed angrily.
"You can have her. Just get her away from me. She's always bothering me," said Malik, and then put on a high-pitched voice, " ' No Malik, that's bad. Don't do that. You can't kill Yugi. What are you up to? Malik, I'm warning you.' Honestly, the woman has no life."
"Do I care?" asked Seto.
"Guess not." Seto walked away angrily.
"Mokuba, can you do your friend Malik a favor?" asked Malik.
"Seto told me to stay away from people in lavender shirts. He thinks it's gay. And he also told me to stay away from crazy people," said Mokuba.
"But I'm not crazy," said Malik, restraining himself from strangling the immature ten-year-old.
"You're wearing a lavender shirt." said Mokuba.
"Tell you what, Mokuba. If you do this for me, I'll give you Isis' old pom- poms and that way you can cheer for your brother when he duels. Okay?" asked Malik.
"Mmmm, okay!" said Mokuba.
"Pom-poms? I don't own pom-poms," said Isis unhappily, "Malik, what are you up to?"
Malik could have choked her. Here she was again, meddling in things that were not her affair.
"We're planning a surprise party for Seto," said Malik.
"And this involves pom-poms?" asked Isis.
"Yeah, Mokuba's going to cheer for Seto," said Malik.
"You know what, Malik? I don't believe a word you just said. But when you and your Yami friend over there get together, you do things that I really wish I didn't know about. So, I'm going to pretend I never heard a thing," said Isis, and walked away. But her very words had sealed Seto's fate.
"Wow! She didn't bother me! Now, come on Mokuba," said Malik. He seemed to have completely forgotten that Yami Bakura was even there. But the prospect of humiliating someone like Seto Kaiba did that to people. And if you don't believe me, just ask Yami, who was writing schemes to ruin Seto's life on napkins back at the picnic.
"So what do I have to do?" Mokuba asked when they had arrived at the door.
"Put your hand right there," said Malik.
"Couldn't we just have broken down the door?" Yami Bakura hissed in his ear.
"It's indestructible. He must be hiding something of great value in these two doors," said Malik. Then, he smiled evilly, "And it's about to become mine. I mean, ours." Mokuba successfully opened the door, and inside was any lunatic's gold mine. It was completely full of ammunition of every sort.
"Whoa." Yami Bakura and Malik said in unison. Then reason came to one of them.
"Thank you, Ra! This is so incredible! Damn, I could live here!" Yami Bakura said happily.
"You really want to live with Seto?" asked Malik.
"No," Yami Bakura said sadly, "But we can still swipe the guns!"
"True," said Malik, and they began dragging all the guns into Yami Bakura's soul room. (A/N: I wonder what he keeps in there.a supply of blood, no doubt. And torture devices as well.)
"Um, can I go back to the picnic?" asked Mokuba. Malik and Yami Bakura came back from la-la land.
"Just open that door," said Yami Bakura.
"Okay." And he did. And finally the two deranged freaks found what they were looking for. It was the liquor Seto had bought earlier that day!
"Oh, cool! Fruit juice!" squealed Mokuba, "Can I have some?"
"Not now, miserable mortal!" said Yami Bakura angrily. Now that's the vampire that I know, thought Malik, calming down. He was acting strangely. But he heard what had made Yami Bakura so angry. There was a noise coming from downstairs!
"Stupid Yami, I hope he dies. Coming here and eating my food. Why does Mokuba force me to endure this? Where's my aspirin?" It was Seto. Malik and Yami Bakura felt as if the breath had been knocked out of them. Their whole plan was about to go right out the window! Kind of like Gozaburo Kaiba.
JK: Sorry that this chapter wasn't as funny as the first one, but it'll get better.
Seto: Why do you mention my dark past?!
JK: Calm yourself.
Joey: I got some marshmallows! And chocolate, too!
(JK goes around and gives everyone a marshmallow and a chocolate. Except for Seto, she gives him two.)
Yami: Yay-hic!
Tea: How come Seto gets two?!
JK: Because I've been torturing him and he deserves it.
Seto: I hope that's an indication that things are going to get better.
JK: Sorry Seto, but things are only going to worsen for you.
Seto: *&^%%$#@)(*^^%#$@#$&*(*^%$##@!#
Mokuba: Cool! Vocabulary enhancers! (He begins to rapidly record everything Seto says.)
Yami Bakura: Wait, what a disgrace! I don't know that word! (He writes it down as well.)
(While everyone is staring at Seto, Joey begins to swipe people's marshmallows. JK whacks him on the head with her stick which, unfortunately for Joey, is still on fire.)
Joey: Ow! My hair! It's on fire!
JK: Whoops. (JK pours alcohol on his head.) Oh, I thought that was water! Sorry Joey.
(Joey rapidly runs around the room and the fire eventually goes out.)
Mai: Ew, Joey, you look horrible.
Joey: Thanks, Mai. That really helps.
JK: Please review! All flames will be used to keep the fire going because Pegasus isn't dust yet!
Yami: But what about the other witch?
JK: What other witch?
Yami: Tea!
JK: Should we burn her too? Nah, her stupidity adds humor to the story.
Tea: Yeah- Hey!
Yami Bakura: I say we should cremate Pharaoh over there!
Yami: Who?
(JK sighs.)