Broke!-Chapter 4: Sometimes You Win, And Sometimes You Lose Everything
JK: Hi people!
Isis: Seto, do yourself a favor. Run.
JK: If you run, Seto, I will make you die in this fic.
Seto: Dying is better than this humiliation.
JK: I'm kidding, you know. I don't want rabid fangirls at my door with knives and pitchforks threatening to kill me.
Tea: Kill Seto? How dare you?!
Seto: On the other hand, maybe you can kill her. With her gone, who would care?
JK: No one, but like I said before, her stupidity adds humor to the story.
Seto: Ah.
Tea (getting down on one knee): Seto, will you-
Seto: Never in my life. Not even if you were the last...whatever you are on Earth.
Tea: But why not?
Yugi: Because you're my fiancée!
Yami: No, she's not. I will not stand to have my aibou marry that stuck-up moron! I mean, really, the girl needs an indestructible mirror! I'm not even sure if she is a girl!
Yugi: Why didn't you say so, Yami?
Yami: I just did! Yugi, have you taken your medication this morning?
Yugi: Yes...
Yami: You could have fooled me.
Yami Bakura: Hey, peeps!
JK: Excuse me?
Yami Bakura: I'm just learning the language you people use in this modern age.
Isis: You and another certain freak...
Malik: Is this punk botherin' you, Isis?
Isis: No, and can you please get a life?!
Malik: Perhaps...
Yami Bakura: You suck at being modern.
Malik: Oh well.
Seto: You're all a bunch of morons.
Joey: Yeah!
Seto: Well, then again, at least you're not Chihuahuas.
Joey: Yeah!
JK: He gets more brain dead by the minute.
Joey: I know, it's a conspiracy! And I do wish I knew what that was.
JK: I'm surrounded.
Tea (while sobbing): Nobody (sniff) loves me! I w-wish Y-ya-yami would l- like m-me!
Yami: Tea, buy yourself a diary! I do not need to know this!
Tea: S-seto is s-su-such a h-h-hottie!
Seto: JK, can you please do something to make her shut up?
JK: I want to see what other confessions she can draw out of herself.
Yami and Seto: PLEASE!
JK: I have a better idea. Let's just start the fic.
Yami: What about the disclaimer? We're not yours!
JK: Well, then, there you go. You just did the disclaimer.
"So Seto? Prepared for a massive butt-kicking?" asked Yami smugly.
"Whatever. Let's just start the duel," said Seto.
"Why don't you go first?" said Yami.
"Okay, I play the Mystical Elf, in attack mode," announced Seto.
"You idiot! What kind of move is that?" screamed Mokuba. What am I doing here? Thought Isis.
"Okay, then. I play the Celtic Guardian in attack mode!" said Yami, "Celtic Guardian, attack!" Celtic Guardian wipes the floor with Seto's Mystical Elf. Seto's lifepoints are now at 1400.
"My turn. I play, er, whatever this thing is called," said Seto, playing the Blue Eyes White Dragon, "What do I do now?"
"Nothing, " lied Yami, "My turn. I switch my Celtic Guardian to defense mode and I play the Dark Magician! I also play this card face down."
"Okay. So I play Sagi the Dark Clown. And that's it," said Seto.
"You dolt! That's not a strategy! Tea could beat you with the Petite Angel!" screamed Mokuba.
"I will now play the magic card I put down last turn, which was Change of Heart! I'll use it on your Blue Eyes White Dragon. Blue Eyes, attack the Clown!" said Yami. Seto's life points were at this point 0.
"Did I lose?" asked Seto.
"You've been a step behind this whole duel!" screamed Isis, "I cannot believe I gave my God Card to you. You probably don't even know what it does!"
"God Card? What's a God Card?" asked Seto.
"Oh God..."
"So Seto, your Blue Eyes White Dragons, your crush card, and all your money now belong to me. Hand it over!" ordered Yami.
Slowly, Seto's sanity was returning to him. He was coming out of the deep slumber that incredibly drunken people often find themselves in.
"Wait. I couldn't have lost. It's a mistake!" said Seto incredulously.
"So is Malik's birth, but that's irreversible!" screamed Isis.
"My birth was no mistake!" contradicted Malik.
"You hatched from a chicken egg!" screamed Isis.
"No, it was a reptile egg! Besides, it was your birth that was the mistake. Mom and dad wanted a boy because they needed someone to continue the family line, but instead they got you!" said Malik, smiling maliciously. (A/N: It's funny how his name is very similar to that word.)
"Malik, I doubt that I would've squealed like a pig if I got my back tattooed! And that's exactly what you did. 'No! Get the sharp thingy away! I don't like black! Stop! Mommy! Isis, save me! I won't bother you ever again! AHHHHHHHHHHHH!' Does that ring a bell, Malik?" asked Isis.
"But you didn't help me!" said Malik, glaring at Isis.
"Oh, and you showed your unhappiness when you blew up my principal's chair at my graduation!" said Isis mirthlessly.
"Wait a minute!" said Yami Bakura loudly, "You blew up her principal's chair?"
"I meant to blow him up," said Malik, "But he went to the bathroom at the most inopportune time."
"Well, at least everyone at my school knew I was related to you. And I was actually popular before that," said Isis.
"Believe me, I know. Lots of people called you when you weren't home. One of them seemed to be my age and had this really weird accent," said Malik thoughtfully. Joey coughed uncomfortably and Seto glared at him. How did he get her phone number? Though Seto angrily.
"Well, enough chit chat. Right Isis?" said Joey.
"Enough! I want my money, and I want it now!" screamed Yami.
"Like I said, there's a mistake. You aren't getting a penny of my money, Yami."
"Seto, you agreed to the stakes and it was your money that was being offered. In other words, you have an obligation to pay up," said Yami.
"Do you have any proof?" asked Seto, knowing that Yami couldn't possibly have any.
"Everyone heard you. Right?" asked Yami, looking around for support. Everyone shook his or her head in unison. Seto wasn't penniless yet, so it was frightening what a powerful person could do.
"I have another form of proof," said Joey, eager to see Seto's demise.
"What?" asked Seto, disbelieving. Joey produced a small tape recorder. He turned it on, and Yami's voice poured from it.
"Well, if I win, I get your three BEWDs, your crush card, and every single penny of your money. If you win, you get to keep all of it," he said.
"Okay," came Seto's voice.
"I do not sound like that!" screamed Seto.
"You were drunk," said Isis.
"Shut up you little-"
"Malik, I will slap you," said Isis.
"Point well taken." Seto had a decision to make. Should he give up all his money? Wait-this wasn't a choice matter. He had to do it.
"Okay," he said glumly. Seto handed over his treasured cards. He then went to get his credit cards, checkbooks, bank card, and all the money that was in currency form.
"Here," he said half-heartedly. Yami took it all happily.
"Now get out of my house!" screamed Seto.
"No, no," said Yami, smirking, "This house isn't yours anymore. Everyone can stay, eat, drink, and be merry, but you have to leave."
"And just where do you expect me to go?!" asked Seto.
"I know! You can go live with Isis! That way, you can get married, and I can have a family!" said Mokuba happily. And no, he wasn't drunk anymore.
Isis blushed deeply, and Malik, going into protective brother mode, noticed this.
"Isis?" he asked. Unlike Isis, Seto, in his very ticked off mood, managed to find words.
"Mokuba, what the hell are you talking about?" Isis glared at Seto.
"More vocabulary enhancers!" said Mokuba happily.
"Thanks, Kaiba! I appreciate the way you make it seem like I'm too disgusting for you!" she said angrily.
"Ooooooooo! Dis!" screamed Malik, "So, I guess he's not the one for you, is he, Isis?"
"Malik, are you high or something? Why do you suddenly care about me? I thought you hated me!" said Isis, still glaring at Seto.
"Well...ah, forget it!" said Malik.
"Seto, get out of my house!" screamed Yami.
"No way in hell," said Seto, "I am not being kicked out of my own house!"
"Like I said, this isn't your house anymore," said Yami.
"You'll pay for this, Yami! I'll make sure of that!" screamed Seto.
"I'm sure I will," said Yami, scoffing.
"Before I go, certain arrangements will have to be made. Mokuba, you can't live here anymore. You have to live with someone I can trust," said Seto thoughtfully. Yugi inched closer.
"Bak-no, not with his insane yami around." Yugi inched even closer.
"I see you, but I don't trust you, you moron. Your yami got me into this mess!" said Seto angrily to Yugi.
"What can I say? It's just part of my darker half's charming personality," said Yugi worshipfully.
"Isis! You're the only one I can trust out of all these morons. Can you please take care of Mokuba?" asked Seto, trying to put on a puppy-eye look.
"No."
"Please Isis! I really need your help!"
"I'm too disgusting for you or your brother."
"You're not too disgusting for me!" Joey cut in.
"Back off, Jounouchi! Isis is my girlfriend!" screamed Yami, jolting from his money counting activity.
"Why don't the both of you go stuff your head down a drain pipe and make my life easier? The whole lot of you are fools not even worthy of my time," said Isis angrily. This whole Seto thing was really starting to get to her.
"Yeah! Besides! Isis and Seto are going to get married! So go...er...%^^(*&)_*(^$$@#*(_)(_)(+_)((&&^^%$$#@*)(_)( !" said Mokuba.
"Mokuba, if you continue to say words like that, I will make you live with Yami," threatened Seto.
"Cool! We'll be best buds!" said Mokuba.
"Mokuba!"
"Just kidding, Seto."
"Kaiba, you do realize that I harbor a lunatic in my household. You really wish for him to stay with me? Besides, due to the fact that I'm an archaeologist, I travel around a lot," said Isis.
"Please, Isis!" said Seto, very desperately.
"Forget her, I'll take care of him," said Tea.
"Hell no, you ballet addict! My brother is not staying with you!" said Seto.
"Fine, Seto, I'll save you from your desperation. But where will you live?" asked Isis.
"With us!" said Mokuba gleefully.
"Mokuba, you don't know when to quit, do you?" asked Isis.
"I'll find somewhere to stay, don't you worry, Isis," said Seto.
"I never said I was worried. I just don't want anything to happen to you-"
Isis wasn't able to complete her sentence due to the fact that Malik groaned very loudly and fainted.
"I was going to say that I don't want anything to happen to you," said Isis, and Seto's eyes lit up, "because you're the only family member Mokuba has left."
"Oh," said Seto, who was expecting something like, "I don't want anything to happen to you because I want to give the rest of the God Cards to you." It was funny, because just as he had these thoughts, Yami spoke.
"Oh, and I want your Obelisk the Tormentor card," he said.
"That wasn't part of the deal," said Seto, "and there's nothing you can possibly do to make me give it up."
"Seto, why don't you return it to me for safekeeping? After all, you will be living outside and who knows what'll happen to you," said Isis.
"Fine, here," said Seto, giving her the card.
"Good luck, Kaiba, because you'll be needing it," said Joey, "The streets aren't a very pretty place."
"And neither is your face, Joey, but thanks anyway," said Seto, "Good- bye, Mokuba."
"No, Seto! You can leave! When will I see you again?!" screamed Mokuba.
"Don't worry, Mokuba, I'll be back. Bye," said Seto.
"Bye," said Mokuba, nudging Isis.
"Bye, Kaiba," said Isis, looking at her unconscious younger brother and wondering why he couldn't be like Mokuba.
Seto left, leaving Yami as the man of the house. Isis definitely didn't want to stick around and watch how fate was going to unfold, so she took Malik by his hair and began to drag him outside. She smiled to herself every time he bumped into a step.
"Isis?" asked Mokuba, when they were in her limo. (A/N: She is a famous archaeologist, so I wouldn't be surprised if she was rich.)
"What?" asked Isis, struggling to hear over her brother's snores.
"What will-oh, never mind," said Mokuba. He didn't think that he wanted to know what would happen.
Seto: That was so wrong! I do not like HER!
Isis: You retard! And just what's wrong with me?!
Malik: Well, for one thing, the people who translate the show screwed up your name.
Isis: Wow! They named me Ishizu! Like I care! They screwed up your voice. You sound like some gay Mexican dude.
Malik: No that was Shadi! But my voice sucks anyway! Who the *beep* says words like "buffoon"? I would have said something like: Get off the floor, you %*%^$% %$$#0&^!
JK: Thank you for that wonderful English lesson, Malik.
Malik: And they made me sound like I talk through my nose!
Isis: So you're French. But what is it with them? Are they on drugs or something? When the name isn't supposed sound Japanese, they make it sound Japanese! I liked my name! I like being named after an Egyptian goddess!
Malik: Don't be so modest.
Isis: Shut up, Terence!
Malik: What's that supposed to mean?
Isis: That's what they might make your name! Or Marik.
Malik: I am so screwed.
Isis (grinning evilly): Yes, you are.
JK: Anyway, I refuse to refer to Isis as Ishizu and Malik as Marik or Terence. That is just so stupid.
Seto: I'm happy with my name and my voice.
JK: I hope that spark of happiness won't go out Seto, because you're about to be very unhappy. Give it until the next chapter.
Seto: Thanks, I feel so happy.
(Tea approaches Malik with a match.)
Malik: Tea, what the hell do you think you're doing?! Get away from me, you Yugi addict!
(Tea ignores this and lights the match. She sets Malik's shirt on fire.)
Malik: Oh, crap! I'm on fire! That's it, you-
Tea: Just take it off!
JK: I have a better idea. A much better idea.
(JK spills a bucket of water on Malik.)
Malik: Thank you! You would make a much better Pharaoh than Yami. You actually care about people.
Yami: Great, now my title is being taken away.
JK: Don't have a cow, Yami. I won't take your meager title.
Yami: Meager? MEAGER?! HOW DARE YOU?!
JK: Please review! Thanks!
Yami: HOW DARE YOU CALL MY TITLE MEAGER?! NO ONE HAS EVER DARED TO DO THAT!
Seto: I like my title better. At least I actually did something!
Yami: YOU MADE HUMAN SACRIFICES TO THE BLUE EYES WHITE DRAGON! THERE'S NOTHING NOBLE ABOUT THAT! I WAS PHARAOH! PHARAOH! NOT A MEAGER PRIEST! THERE!
Seto: I owned the Millennium Rod. And I actually dueled for myself.
Yami: I DID DUEL FOR MYSELF, YOU REJECT!
Seto: Sure you did.
Yami: YES, I MOST CERTAINLY DID! DIE PRIEST! DIE!
Seto: Just because you can't die, doesn't mean it should go to your head. Like everything else about you.
Yami: IF I COULD, I WOULD...I WOULD...
Seto: You couldn't do anything to me.
Yami: ROT IN-
JK: Yami, you need to shut up.
Seto: Hey, been there, done that.
Yami: I'M VERY SURE ABOUT THAT! AND MEAGER? HOW DARE ANYONE CALL MY TITLE MEAGER?!
JK: That's going to get very annoying.
Seto: You know, JK, I think I might have some happiness to hold on to after all.
JK: Hi people!
Isis: Seto, do yourself a favor. Run.
JK: If you run, Seto, I will make you die in this fic.
Seto: Dying is better than this humiliation.
JK: I'm kidding, you know. I don't want rabid fangirls at my door with knives and pitchforks threatening to kill me.
Tea: Kill Seto? How dare you?!
Seto: On the other hand, maybe you can kill her. With her gone, who would care?
JK: No one, but like I said before, her stupidity adds humor to the story.
Seto: Ah.
Tea (getting down on one knee): Seto, will you-
Seto: Never in my life. Not even if you were the last...whatever you are on Earth.
Tea: But why not?
Yugi: Because you're my fiancée!
Yami: No, she's not. I will not stand to have my aibou marry that stuck-up moron! I mean, really, the girl needs an indestructible mirror! I'm not even sure if she is a girl!
Yugi: Why didn't you say so, Yami?
Yami: I just did! Yugi, have you taken your medication this morning?
Yugi: Yes...
Yami: You could have fooled me.
Yami Bakura: Hey, peeps!
JK: Excuse me?
Yami Bakura: I'm just learning the language you people use in this modern age.
Isis: You and another certain freak...
Malik: Is this punk botherin' you, Isis?
Isis: No, and can you please get a life?!
Malik: Perhaps...
Yami Bakura: You suck at being modern.
Malik: Oh well.
Seto: You're all a bunch of morons.
Joey: Yeah!
Seto: Well, then again, at least you're not Chihuahuas.
Joey: Yeah!
JK: He gets more brain dead by the minute.
Joey: I know, it's a conspiracy! And I do wish I knew what that was.
JK: I'm surrounded.
Tea (while sobbing): Nobody (sniff) loves me! I w-wish Y-ya-yami would l- like m-me!
Yami: Tea, buy yourself a diary! I do not need to know this!
Tea: S-seto is s-su-such a h-h-hottie!
Seto: JK, can you please do something to make her shut up?
JK: I want to see what other confessions she can draw out of herself.
Yami and Seto: PLEASE!
JK: I have a better idea. Let's just start the fic.
Yami: What about the disclaimer? We're not yours!
JK: Well, then, there you go. You just did the disclaimer.
"So Seto? Prepared for a massive butt-kicking?" asked Yami smugly.
"Whatever. Let's just start the duel," said Seto.
"Why don't you go first?" said Yami.
"Okay, I play the Mystical Elf, in attack mode," announced Seto.
"You idiot! What kind of move is that?" screamed Mokuba. What am I doing here? Thought Isis.
"Okay, then. I play the Celtic Guardian in attack mode!" said Yami, "Celtic Guardian, attack!" Celtic Guardian wipes the floor with Seto's Mystical Elf. Seto's lifepoints are now at 1400.
"My turn. I play, er, whatever this thing is called," said Seto, playing the Blue Eyes White Dragon, "What do I do now?"
"Nothing, " lied Yami, "My turn. I switch my Celtic Guardian to defense mode and I play the Dark Magician! I also play this card face down."
"Okay. So I play Sagi the Dark Clown. And that's it," said Seto.
"You dolt! That's not a strategy! Tea could beat you with the Petite Angel!" screamed Mokuba.
"I will now play the magic card I put down last turn, which was Change of Heart! I'll use it on your Blue Eyes White Dragon. Blue Eyes, attack the Clown!" said Yami. Seto's life points were at this point 0.
"Did I lose?" asked Seto.
"You've been a step behind this whole duel!" screamed Isis, "I cannot believe I gave my God Card to you. You probably don't even know what it does!"
"God Card? What's a God Card?" asked Seto.
"Oh God..."
"So Seto, your Blue Eyes White Dragons, your crush card, and all your money now belong to me. Hand it over!" ordered Yami.
Slowly, Seto's sanity was returning to him. He was coming out of the deep slumber that incredibly drunken people often find themselves in.
"Wait. I couldn't have lost. It's a mistake!" said Seto incredulously.
"So is Malik's birth, but that's irreversible!" screamed Isis.
"My birth was no mistake!" contradicted Malik.
"You hatched from a chicken egg!" screamed Isis.
"No, it was a reptile egg! Besides, it was your birth that was the mistake. Mom and dad wanted a boy because they needed someone to continue the family line, but instead they got you!" said Malik, smiling maliciously. (A/N: It's funny how his name is very similar to that word.)
"Malik, I doubt that I would've squealed like a pig if I got my back tattooed! And that's exactly what you did. 'No! Get the sharp thingy away! I don't like black! Stop! Mommy! Isis, save me! I won't bother you ever again! AHHHHHHHHHHHH!' Does that ring a bell, Malik?" asked Isis.
"But you didn't help me!" said Malik, glaring at Isis.
"Oh, and you showed your unhappiness when you blew up my principal's chair at my graduation!" said Isis mirthlessly.
"Wait a minute!" said Yami Bakura loudly, "You blew up her principal's chair?"
"I meant to blow him up," said Malik, "But he went to the bathroom at the most inopportune time."
"Well, at least everyone at my school knew I was related to you. And I was actually popular before that," said Isis.
"Believe me, I know. Lots of people called you when you weren't home. One of them seemed to be my age and had this really weird accent," said Malik thoughtfully. Joey coughed uncomfortably and Seto glared at him. How did he get her phone number? Though Seto angrily.
"Well, enough chit chat. Right Isis?" said Joey.
"Enough! I want my money, and I want it now!" screamed Yami.
"Like I said, there's a mistake. You aren't getting a penny of my money, Yami."
"Seto, you agreed to the stakes and it was your money that was being offered. In other words, you have an obligation to pay up," said Yami.
"Do you have any proof?" asked Seto, knowing that Yami couldn't possibly have any.
"Everyone heard you. Right?" asked Yami, looking around for support. Everyone shook his or her head in unison. Seto wasn't penniless yet, so it was frightening what a powerful person could do.
"I have another form of proof," said Joey, eager to see Seto's demise.
"What?" asked Seto, disbelieving. Joey produced a small tape recorder. He turned it on, and Yami's voice poured from it.
"Well, if I win, I get your three BEWDs, your crush card, and every single penny of your money. If you win, you get to keep all of it," he said.
"Okay," came Seto's voice.
"I do not sound like that!" screamed Seto.
"You were drunk," said Isis.
"Shut up you little-"
"Malik, I will slap you," said Isis.
"Point well taken." Seto had a decision to make. Should he give up all his money? Wait-this wasn't a choice matter. He had to do it.
"Okay," he said glumly. Seto handed over his treasured cards. He then went to get his credit cards, checkbooks, bank card, and all the money that was in currency form.
"Here," he said half-heartedly. Yami took it all happily.
"Now get out of my house!" screamed Seto.
"No, no," said Yami, smirking, "This house isn't yours anymore. Everyone can stay, eat, drink, and be merry, but you have to leave."
"And just where do you expect me to go?!" asked Seto.
"I know! You can go live with Isis! That way, you can get married, and I can have a family!" said Mokuba happily. And no, he wasn't drunk anymore.
Isis blushed deeply, and Malik, going into protective brother mode, noticed this.
"Isis?" he asked. Unlike Isis, Seto, in his very ticked off mood, managed to find words.
"Mokuba, what the hell are you talking about?" Isis glared at Seto.
"More vocabulary enhancers!" said Mokuba happily.
"Thanks, Kaiba! I appreciate the way you make it seem like I'm too disgusting for you!" she said angrily.
"Ooooooooo! Dis!" screamed Malik, "So, I guess he's not the one for you, is he, Isis?"
"Malik, are you high or something? Why do you suddenly care about me? I thought you hated me!" said Isis, still glaring at Seto.
"Well...ah, forget it!" said Malik.
"Seto, get out of my house!" screamed Yami.
"No way in hell," said Seto, "I am not being kicked out of my own house!"
"Like I said, this isn't your house anymore," said Yami.
"You'll pay for this, Yami! I'll make sure of that!" screamed Seto.
"I'm sure I will," said Yami, scoffing.
"Before I go, certain arrangements will have to be made. Mokuba, you can't live here anymore. You have to live with someone I can trust," said Seto thoughtfully. Yugi inched closer.
"Bak-no, not with his insane yami around." Yugi inched even closer.
"I see you, but I don't trust you, you moron. Your yami got me into this mess!" said Seto angrily to Yugi.
"What can I say? It's just part of my darker half's charming personality," said Yugi worshipfully.
"Isis! You're the only one I can trust out of all these morons. Can you please take care of Mokuba?" asked Seto, trying to put on a puppy-eye look.
"No."
"Please Isis! I really need your help!"
"I'm too disgusting for you or your brother."
"You're not too disgusting for me!" Joey cut in.
"Back off, Jounouchi! Isis is my girlfriend!" screamed Yami, jolting from his money counting activity.
"Why don't the both of you go stuff your head down a drain pipe and make my life easier? The whole lot of you are fools not even worthy of my time," said Isis angrily. This whole Seto thing was really starting to get to her.
"Yeah! Besides! Isis and Seto are going to get married! So go...er...%^^(*&)_*(^$$@#*(_)(_)(+_)((&&^^%$$#@*)(_)( !" said Mokuba.
"Mokuba, if you continue to say words like that, I will make you live with Yami," threatened Seto.
"Cool! We'll be best buds!" said Mokuba.
"Mokuba!"
"Just kidding, Seto."
"Kaiba, you do realize that I harbor a lunatic in my household. You really wish for him to stay with me? Besides, due to the fact that I'm an archaeologist, I travel around a lot," said Isis.
"Please, Isis!" said Seto, very desperately.
"Forget her, I'll take care of him," said Tea.
"Hell no, you ballet addict! My brother is not staying with you!" said Seto.
"Fine, Seto, I'll save you from your desperation. But where will you live?" asked Isis.
"With us!" said Mokuba gleefully.
"Mokuba, you don't know when to quit, do you?" asked Isis.
"I'll find somewhere to stay, don't you worry, Isis," said Seto.
"I never said I was worried. I just don't want anything to happen to you-"
Isis wasn't able to complete her sentence due to the fact that Malik groaned very loudly and fainted.
"I was going to say that I don't want anything to happen to you," said Isis, and Seto's eyes lit up, "because you're the only family member Mokuba has left."
"Oh," said Seto, who was expecting something like, "I don't want anything to happen to you because I want to give the rest of the God Cards to you." It was funny, because just as he had these thoughts, Yami spoke.
"Oh, and I want your Obelisk the Tormentor card," he said.
"That wasn't part of the deal," said Seto, "and there's nothing you can possibly do to make me give it up."
"Seto, why don't you return it to me for safekeeping? After all, you will be living outside and who knows what'll happen to you," said Isis.
"Fine, here," said Seto, giving her the card.
"Good luck, Kaiba, because you'll be needing it," said Joey, "The streets aren't a very pretty place."
"And neither is your face, Joey, but thanks anyway," said Seto, "Good- bye, Mokuba."
"No, Seto! You can leave! When will I see you again?!" screamed Mokuba.
"Don't worry, Mokuba, I'll be back. Bye," said Seto.
"Bye," said Mokuba, nudging Isis.
"Bye, Kaiba," said Isis, looking at her unconscious younger brother and wondering why he couldn't be like Mokuba.
Seto left, leaving Yami as the man of the house. Isis definitely didn't want to stick around and watch how fate was going to unfold, so she took Malik by his hair and began to drag him outside. She smiled to herself every time he bumped into a step.
"Isis?" asked Mokuba, when they were in her limo. (A/N: She is a famous archaeologist, so I wouldn't be surprised if she was rich.)
"What?" asked Isis, struggling to hear over her brother's snores.
"What will-oh, never mind," said Mokuba. He didn't think that he wanted to know what would happen.
Seto: That was so wrong! I do not like HER!
Isis: You retard! And just what's wrong with me?!
Malik: Well, for one thing, the people who translate the show screwed up your name.
Isis: Wow! They named me Ishizu! Like I care! They screwed up your voice. You sound like some gay Mexican dude.
Malik: No that was Shadi! But my voice sucks anyway! Who the *beep* says words like "buffoon"? I would have said something like: Get off the floor, you %*%^$% %$$#0&^!
JK: Thank you for that wonderful English lesson, Malik.
Malik: And they made me sound like I talk through my nose!
Isis: So you're French. But what is it with them? Are they on drugs or something? When the name isn't supposed sound Japanese, they make it sound Japanese! I liked my name! I like being named after an Egyptian goddess!
Malik: Don't be so modest.
Isis: Shut up, Terence!
Malik: What's that supposed to mean?
Isis: That's what they might make your name! Or Marik.
Malik: I am so screwed.
Isis (grinning evilly): Yes, you are.
JK: Anyway, I refuse to refer to Isis as Ishizu and Malik as Marik or Terence. That is just so stupid.
Seto: I'm happy with my name and my voice.
JK: I hope that spark of happiness won't go out Seto, because you're about to be very unhappy. Give it until the next chapter.
Seto: Thanks, I feel so happy.
(Tea approaches Malik with a match.)
Malik: Tea, what the hell do you think you're doing?! Get away from me, you Yugi addict!
(Tea ignores this and lights the match. She sets Malik's shirt on fire.)
Malik: Oh, crap! I'm on fire! That's it, you-
Tea: Just take it off!
JK: I have a better idea. A much better idea.
(JK spills a bucket of water on Malik.)
Malik: Thank you! You would make a much better Pharaoh than Yami. You actually care about people.
Yami: Great, now my title is being taken away.
JK: Don't have a cow, Yami. I won't take your meager title.
Yami: Meager? MEAGER?! HOW DARE YOU?!
JK: Please review! Thanks!
Yami: HOW DARE YOU CALL MY TITLE MEAGER?! NO ONE HAS EVER DARED TO DO THAT!
Seto: I like my title better. At least I actually did something!
Yami: YOU MADE HUMAN SACRIFICES TO THE BLUE EYES WHITE DRAGON! THERE'S NOTHING NOBLE ABOUT THAT! I WAS PHARAOH! PHARAOH! NOT A MEAGER PRIEST! THERE!
Seto: I owned the Millennium Rod. And I actually dueled for myself.
Yami: I DID DUEL FOR MYSELF, YOU REJECT!
Seto: Sure you did.
Yami: YES, I MOST CERTAINLY DID! DIE PRIEST! DIE!
Seto: Just because you can't die, doesn't mean it should go to your head. Like everything else about you.
Yami: IF I COULD, I WOULD...I WOULD...
Seto: You couldn't do anything to me.
Yami: ROT IN-
JK: Yami, you need to shut up.
Seto: Hey, been there, done that.
Yami: I'M VERY SURE ABOUT THAT! AND MEAGER? HOW DARE ANYONE CALL MY TITLE MEAGER?!
JK: That's going to get very annoying.
Seto: You know, JK, I think I might have some happiness to hold on to after all.