CHAPTER NINE: POPULATION CONTROL
"Seto! Yami! Bakura!" Tea ran into the room, followed by Tristan and Joey.
"Yeah?" Yami said warily, putting the fresh brownies on a huge platter and placing them on a very high shelf in order to be out of reach.
"We're going on a year-long vacation in Florida. I'm going with Tristan and Mai's going with Joey," Tea said.
"OK, fine, shoo," Yami said, flipping a hand negligently.
"Um, we're leaving next week."
"Why don't you go the airport now and see if you can get an earlier flight?" Seto said quickly, crossing his fingers. "And take Yugi and Mokuba with you."
"Aww, that's so sweet!" Tea said. "Sure, we will!"
As the trio left, Yami heard Tea ask, "Hey, Yugi, wanna go to Florida for a year?"
"Sure!"
"Well, that's got them out of the way," Bakura said, leaning against a counter and waiting for an opportunity to steal the brownies. Yami resorted to the only workable "protect the brownies" technique.
"Bakura," Yami said reproachfully, putting five brownies on a plate and handing it to Ryou, "you wouldn't really want to eat Ryou's brownies, would you?"
"No," Bakura said with a sigh of disappointment, "I guess not."
Ryou patted Bakura on the head. "You can have one," he said, handing Bakura a brownie.
"Someone go get the steak from the freezer," Yami ordered, peeling potatoes for mashed potatoes.
"You do it," Seto said to Bakura.
"You do it."
"You do it."
"You do it."
"You do it."
"You do it." Bakura gave him such an evil glare that Seto hurried toward the freezer. Bakura seemed to be particularly nasty to Seto. Of course, he would probably do that to Yami, too, were it not for the fact that Yami cooked the food.
"Bakura," Yami added without turning around, "Go get some of those huge bars of chocolate from the pantry. No, you cannot eat them. Get this stuff too," he said, handing Bakura a list of ingredients for the whipped cream in the chocolate cake.
"I don't know where any of this stuff is!"
"Find it, then," Yami said with inescapable logic.
Ryou was grinning. "Ryou," Yami said critically, "If you normally eat this much, you're going to start looking like a bouncy ball."
"I'll exercise tonight and watch the episode of us on," Ryou promised.
"OK . which one is it?" Yami took the steak from Seto with one hand and the huge heap of chocolate and different bottles from Bakura in the other, setting both stacks of food carefully down on the counter.
"The one where the dice dude makes Joey dress up as a dog," Ryou giggled.
Yami rolled his eyes, chopping potatoes and asking Seto to break up the chocolate. Because of the fact that Ryou had suggested the food choice, they were all being very careful not to mess up anything. In a shocking display of self-control, Bakura didn't even eat any of the chocolate.
At around five-thirty, the cake was taken out of the oven and put in the freezer. Yami had been cooking all afternoon. The others had been hanging around, interfering with Yami's kitchen and being a general nuisance.
"I thought we were going to eat it!" Bakura said in dismay when the cake went in the freezer.
"Oh, we are . but I made one yesterday, so we'll eat that one. They have to be frozen for about twenty-four hours," Yami explained. He then took the delicious-looking bowl of mashed potatoes out of the stove and onto the table. Yami proceeded to take the marinated steaks and grill them. Once that was done (Seto was forced to scrape the grill off), he put it all on the table and proclaimed dinner ready to eat.
Ryou bounced out of his chair and hugged Yami. "Thank you!"
Annoyed that Ryou was paying attention to someone other than him, Bakura said, "Isn't it time to walk Foo-Foo?"
"No, I already took him out this morning," Ryou reported. "He's in his cage."
"Good. Did he eat?"
"Only the neighbor's Chihuahua."
Hee hee! I'm actually writing chapter 21 at the moment, and I forgot that this chapter existed . but now I remember! Yay!
I LOVE YOU KIRBYPUFF! *huggles Kirbypuff* Thanks for reviews!!
*smirk* Also thank to . well anyway you know who you are - the only person besides me who is insane, sadistic, obsessed, and crazy enough to want to help with this story.
"Seto! Yami! Bakura!" Tea ran into the room, followed by Tristan and Joey.
"Yeah?" Yami said warily, putting the fresh brownies on a huge platter and placing them on a very high shelf in order to be out of reach.
"We're going on a year-long vacation in Florida. I'm going with Tristan and Mai's going with Joey," Tea said.
"OK, fine, shoo," Yami said, flipping a hand negligently.
"Um, we're leaving next week."
"Why don't you go the airport now and see if you can get an earlier flight?" Seto said quickly, crossing his fingers. "And take Yugi and Mokuba with you."
"Aww, that's so sweet!" Tea said. "Sure, we will!"
As the trio left, Yami heard Tea ask, "Hey, Yugi, wanna go to Florida for a year?"
"Sure!"
"Well, that's got them out of the way," Bakura said, leaning against a counter and waiting for an opportunity to steal the brownies. Yami resorted to the only workable "protect the brownies" technique.
"Bakura," Yami said reproachfully, putting five brownies on a plate and handing it to Ryou, "you wouldn't really want to eat Ryou's brownies, would you?"
"No," Bakura said with a sigh of disappointment, "I guess not."
Ryou patted Bakura on the head. "You can have one," he said, handing Bakura a brownie.
"Someone go get the steak from the freezer," Yami ordered, peeling potatoes for mashed potatoes.
"You do it," Seto said to Bakura.
"You do it."
"You do it."
"You do it."
"You do it."
"You do it." Bakura gave him such an evil glare that Seto hurried toward the freezer. Bakura seemed to be particularly nasty to Seto. Of course, he would probably do that to Yami, too, were it not for the fact that Yami cooked the food.
"Bakura," Yami added without turning around, "Go get some of those huge bars of chocolate from the pantry. No, you cannot eat them. Get this stuff too," he said, handing Bakura a list of ingredients for the whipped cream in the chocolate cake.
"I don't know where any of this stuff is!"
"Find it, then," Yami said with inescapable logic.
Ryou was grinning. "Ryou," Yami said critically, "If you normally eat this much, you're going to start looking like a bouncy ball."
"I'll exercise tonight and watch the episode of us on," Ryou promised.
"OK . which one is it?" Yami took the steak from Seto with one hand and the huge heap of chocolate and different bottles from Bakura in the other, setting both stacks of food carefully down on the counter.
"The one where the dice dude makes Joey dress up as a dog," Ryou giggled.
Yami rolled his eyes, chopping potatoes and asking Seto to break up the chocolate. Because of the fact that Ryou had suggested the food choice, they were all being very careful not to mess up anything. In a shocking display of self-control, Bakura didn't even eat any of the chocolate.
At around five-thirty, the cake was taken out of the oven and put in the freezer. Yami had been cooking all afternoon. The others had been hanging around, interfering with Yami's kitchen and being a general nuisance.
"I thought we were going to eat it!" Bakura said in dismay when the cake went in the freezer.
"Oh, we are . but I made one yesterday, so we'll eat that one. They have to be frozen for about twenty-four hours," Yami explained. He then took the delicious-looking bowl of mashed potatoes out of the stove and onto the table. Yami proceeded to take the marinated steaks and grill them. Once that was done (Seto was forced to scrape the grill off), he put it all on the table and proclaimed dinner ready to eat.
Ryou bounced out of his chair and hugged Yami. "Thank you!"
Annoyed that Ryou was paying attention to someone other than him, Bakura said, "Isn't it time to walk Foo-Foo?"
"No, I already took him out this morning," Ryou reported. "He's in his cage."
"Good. Did he eat?"
"Only the neighbor's Chihuahua."
Hee hee! I'm actually writing chapter 21 at the moment, and I forgot that this chapter existed . but now I remember! Yay!
I LOVE YOU KIRBYPUFF! *huggles Kirbypuff* Thanks for reviews!!
*smirk* Also thank to . well anyway you know who you are - the only person besides me who is insane, sadistic, obsessed, and crazy enough to want to help with this story.