Asuka02RedEva
Serenitymoon@lycos.com
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi Oh! or Twas the Night Before Christmas they are owned by K. Takahashi and Clement C. Moore~~ SilverFang is busy making Christmas Pies...
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You guys!!!! *whines* I wasn't gonna make a chapter 12 about Yami's plan!!! It was just for chuckles and giggles! BUT all of you want to know...SOOOOO I HAD to think of something....*rolls up her sleeves*....it won't be LONG and it won't be PRETTY....here we go....
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Yami was upstairs clanging and banging around pulling out all the necessary equipment he needed from the closet. It was a good thing that Yuugi didn't clean his closet very often, there sure were a lot of things that one could use for an "Operation Santa Be Gone" plan.
'Alright...Santa....it's seem to meet your worst nightmare...You won't be getting my Aibou's milk and cookies this year...'
*CHH CHH*
Yami was ready to go....He cautiously walked out of the room, his back against the wall...he cautiously began the necessary steps on how to take Santa down...
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Yuugi and the others just sat there as "Santa" passed out the gifts.
"Hey Yuug, Yami's been up there quite a while....is there something we should know about?," asked Jou.
"Um...well, you see...I told Yami about Santa Clause...and he, well, he..um...he thinks Santa is a lil....on the...um....how can I put this...EVIL side...," explained Yuugi.
". . . . . . . ." Everyone was silent.
"Santa??? EVIL???? HA!," Jou and Honda burst out laughing.
"Guys....it's not like it's his fault and all....he probably never celebrated Christmas back in ancient Egypt.," intervened Anzu.
"Yeah, Anzu's right you guys.," agreed Yuugi, shaking his head and trying not to laugh himself.
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Target Santa was in sight and locked on. Yami slinked down the upstairs hallway, back against the wall...his weapon up right and ready...
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"HO HO HO, did you make these cookies yourself, Yuugi?," asked "Santa."
"Sure did, Gr....I mean, "SANTA."," replied Yuugi with a small smile.
"Well, let me try them..."
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'ACK! He's finally shown his true colors...alright fat boy...you're going down.' Yami got in position and then....
*CHH CHH* *SPLAT*
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"HO HO ACK!!!!"
Everyone took evasive action! Jou and Honda pulled off the couch cushions and used them as shields; while Yuugi dove underneath the livingroom coffee table--Anzu scrambled behind one of the livingroom chairs and all watched in "horror" as "Santa" took a hit.
"Santa" stumbled back and blinked as he looked down at the running yolks and egg shells dripping off his suit.
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They all looked towards the stairs to find no trace of the so called assassin. Unfortunately, they all had a fairly good idea as to WHO was perpetrator.
"...Oh....MY...God....," whispered Yuugi, half in shock and blushing crimson red from embarrassment.
"Cool! Where'd he learn to aim like that!?," yelled Jou.
"He'd be awesome to have on our team when we play paintball against the senior class next week!," chimed in Honda.
". . . . .You've GOT to be kidding me. . . .," muttered Anzu as she shook her head.
"Santa" blinked and looked all around. "Yuugi, what's going on?!"
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'Alright, fat boy, now you've crossed the line...NO one yells at MY aibou...'
*CHH CHH*
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"INCOMING!!!!," yelled Yuugi as he flipped the coffee table over so it was laying on its side and could be used as a shield.
Jou and Honda emptied out the candy bowls and quickly put one on each of their heads; peeking out from behind the couch cushions.
"GET HIM! GET HIM!," they both yelled, getting into this whole "take down "Santa" bit a lil TOO much."
"YOU GUYS!," yelled Anzu and Yuugi.
". . . . . . . " The two both grinned sheepishly and chanted quietly. "Get him! Get him!"
"Santa" was hit....He stumbled backwards and then fell backwards onto the carpet with a small THUD.
"STAY...DOWN...," whispered Yuugi and Anzu.
"GET....UP...," whispered Jou and Honda, who soon got glares of death shot at them.
"Santa" stayed put...
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Yami stood atop of the stairs, his back against the wall, peeking out. He felt mighty proud. He had saved them ALL from the EVIL Clause! He smirked happily and rather smug like, he wore a green vest, a green bandana tied around his forhead, black and green "war paint" on his cheeks (aka: left over make-up from Halloween), and in his hand was a paint ball gun that had been altered, in his bandolier were Grade A eggs (only the best for such a mission) =^.^=...nothing to be messed with.
He quickly slinked back down the hallway and into Yuugi's room; happy that his mission had been successful. If fat boy dared come back tonight he had more traps where that came from...this had only been the beginning....
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"...I...think...he's gone...," whispered Yuugi as he peeked out from under the coffee table. "Ok, Grandpa, ditch the suit and the beard and run upstairs before he sees you!," he continued to whisper.
"Santa" ditched the suit quite quickly....everyone covered their eyes with their hands.
"ACK!"
"Whoops...ehehehehehehe...." Grandpa made a mad dash up the stairs in his candy cane boxer shorts and his Santa "Got Milk?" t-shirt.
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"...Sorry about that guys....Merry Christmas.," apologized Yuugi as he held the door open wishing them each a Merry Christmas.
"Hey Yuug, nothing to apologize for. That was GREAT...hey, have Yami call us about paintball ok?"
"...Sure, Jou....," sighed Yuugi shaking his head.
"Thanks for inviting me, Yuugi.,"started Honda. "Thanks a bunch for the gift."
"No problem, Honda. What are friends for?"
"See you later, Yuugi.," stated Anzu with a smile. "Merry Christmas. Please wish Yami a Merry Christmas for me, as well."
"Sure thing, Anzu." Yuugi waved. "Bye guys! See you after Christmas!" He shut the door behind him
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Yuugi slowly walked up the stairs. 'What on earth am I supposed to say? G, Yami, ya know we DON'T egg "Santa" in this household....I hardly think that will work.'
He opened the door to his room to find everything in order and left the way it had been when he had gone downstairs earlier. Yuugi looked around and then his eyes fell on the bed where the Millenium Puzzle lay and no Yami in sight.
'He must be all tired out from his "egging"....Oy vey...I don't know what I'm gonna do about you, Yami.' Yuugi smiled down at the puzzle and shook his head.
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Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.
Yuugi was nestled all snug in his bed, While visions of Duel Monsters danced in his head, And Grandpa in his boxers, and Yami in his combat uniform, Had just settled their brains for a long winter's nap...
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, Yami sprang from his puzzle to see what was the matter. Away to the window he flew like a flash, Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash (or in this case, Yuugi's Pokemon curtains).
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow, Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below, When, what to Yami's wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, He knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky, So up to the house-top the coursers they flew, With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, Yami heard on the roof the prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As Yami drew in my head, and was turning around, Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled -- his dimples how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath. He had a broad face and a little round belly, That shook, when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf, And Yami's mouth dropped when he saw him. A wink of his eye and a twist of his head, Soon gave Yami to know he had everything to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
Yami had fat boy in sight as a *CHH CHH* was heard and Santa Clause blinked and backed away slowly. Santa had stumbled back into a trap and Yami smirked as the culprit was apprehended and waved his index finger back and forth. "Gotcha Fat Boy" was all that came out of his mouth.
Santa chuckled at Yami and gave the boy a pat on the head. "Don't worry, I didn't forget your gifts this year."
Yami blinked and backed away slowly, being touched by the fat boy was sure in hell not holy....
And Santa laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.
He sprang to his sleigh, to his teams gave a whistle, And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But Yami heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight, "Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"
Yami through down the paintball gun and was last seen running upstairs as he dashed back to Yuugi's room and jumped on the bed.
Yuugi opened his eyes to find a terrible sight, Yami was shaking and obviously in shock. "What's wrong?," Yuugi asked before he heard sleigh bells ringing. "No way! You saw Santa Clause, wait til I tell all my friends!" And with that Yuugi rolled over and went back to sleep.
Yami sat there shaking as he heard the sleigh bells fade in the night air and covered his head with the blankets not wanting to see the light. He was heard whispering before he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep. "Merry Christmas, Aibou and good night. Next year fat boy, you won't take flight."
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Merry Christmas All!!!! That's it for my Christmas chapters! PLEASE review! I REALLY wanna know if you thought it was funny!!! =^.^= Ja Ne!
Serenitymoon@lycos.com
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi Oh! or Twas the Night Before Christmas they are owned by K. Takahashi and Clement C. Moore~~ SilverFang is busy making Christmas Pies...
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You guys!!!! *whines* I wasn't gonna make a chapter 12 about Yami's plan!!! It was just for chuckles and giggles! BUT all of you want to know...SOOOOO I HAD to think of something....*rolls up her sleeves*....it won't be LONG and it won't be PRETTY....here we go....
@-~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yami was upstairs clanging and banging around pulling out all the necessary equipment he needed from the closet. It was a good thing that Yuugi didn't clean his closet very often, there sure were a lot of things that one could use for an "Operation Santa Be Gone" plan.
'Alright...Santa....it's seem to meet your worst nightmare...You won't be getting my Aibou's milk and cookies this year...'
*CHH CHH*
Yami was ready to go....He cautiously walked out of the room, his back against the wall...he cautiously began the necessary steps on how to take Santa down...
@-~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yuugi and the others just sat there as "Santa" passed out the gifts.
"Hey Yuug, Yami's been up there quite a while....is there something we should know about?," asked Jou.
"Um...well, you see...I told Yami about Santa Clause...and he, well, he..um...he thinks Santa is a lil....on the...um....how can I put this...EVIL side...," explained Yuugi.
". . . . . . . ." Everyone was silent.
"Santa??? EVIL???? HA!," Jou and Honda burst out laughing.
"Guys....it's not like it's his fault and all....he probably never celebrated Christmas back in ancient Egypt.," intervened Anzu.
"Yeah, Anzu's right you guys.," agreed Yuugi, shaking his head and trying not to laugh himself.
@-~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Target Santa was in sight and locked on. Yami slinked down the upstairs hallway, back against the wall...his weapon up right and ready...
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"HO HO HO, did you make these cookies yourself, Yuugi?," asked "Santa."
"Sure did, Gr....I mean, "SANTA."," replied Yuugi with a small smile.
"Well, let me try them..."
@-~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
'ACK! He's finally shown his true colors...alright fat boy...you're going down.' Yami got in position and then....
*CHH CHH* *SPLAT*
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"HO HO ACK!!!!"
Everyone took evasive action! Jou and Honda pulled off the couch cushions and used them as shields; while Yuugi dove underneath the livingroom coffee table--Anzu scrambled behind one of the livingroom chairs and all watched in "horror" as "Santa" took a hit.
"Santa" stumbled back and blinked as he looked down at the running yolks and egg shells dripping off his suit.
@-~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
They all looked towards the stairs to find no trace of the so called assassin. Unfortunately, they all had a fairly good idea as to WHO was perpetrator.
"...Oh....MY...God....," whispered Yuugi, half in shock and blushing crimson red from embarrassment.
"Cool! Where'd he learn to aim like that!?," yelled Jou.
"He'd be awesome to have on our team when we play paintball against the senior class next week!," chimed in Honda.
". . . . .You've GOT to be kidding me. . . .," muttered Anzu as she shook her head.
"Santa" blinked and looked all around. "Yuugi, what's going on?!"
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'Alright, fat boy, now you've crossed the line...NO one yells at MY aibou...'
*CHH CHH*
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"INCOMING!!!!," yelled Yuugi as he flipped the coffee table over so it was laying on its side and could be used as a shield.
Jou and Honda emptied out the candy bowls and quickly put one on each of their heads; peeking out from behind the couch cushions.
"GET HIM! GET HIM!," they both yelled, getting into this whole "take down "Santa" bit a lil TOO much."
"YOU GUYS!," yelled Anzu and Yuugi.
". . . . . . . " The two both grinned sheepishly and chanted quietly. "Get him! Get him!"
"Santa" was hit....He stumbled backwards and then fell backwards onto the carpet with a small THUD.
"STAY...DOWN...," whispered Yuugi and Anzu.
"GET....UP...," whispered Jou and Honda, who soon got glares of death shot at them.
"Santa" stayed put...
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Yami stood atop of the stairs, his back against the wall, peeking out. He felt mighty proud. He had saved them ALL from the EVIL Clause! He smirked happily and rather smug like, he wore a green vest, a green bandana tied around his forhead, black and green "war paint" on his cheeks (aka: left over make-up from Halloween), and in his hand was a paint ball gun that had been altered, in his bandolier were Grade A eggs (only the best for such a mission) =^.^=...nothing to be messed with.
He quickly slinked back down the hallway and into Yuugi's room; happy that his mission had been successful. If fat boy dared come back tonight he had more traps where that came from...this had only been the beginning....
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"...I...think...he's gone...," whispered Yuugi as he peeked out from under the coffee table. "Ok, Grandpa, ditch the suit and the beard and run upstairs before he sees you!," he continued to whisper.
"Santa" ditched the suit quite quickly....everyone covered their eyes with their hands.
"ACK!"
"Whoops...ehehehehehehe...." Grandpa made a mad dash up the stairs in his candy cane boxer shorts and his Santa "Got Milk?" t-shirt.
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"...Sorry about that guys....Merry Christmas.," apologized Yuugi as he held the door open wishing them each a Merry Christmas.
"Hey Yuug, nothing to apologize for. That was GREAT...hey, have Yami call us about paintball ok?"
"...Sure, Jou....," sighed Yuugi shaking his head.
"Thanks for inviting me, Yuugi.,"started Honda. "Thanks a bunch for the gift."
"No problem, Honda. What are friends for?"
"See you later, Yuugi.," stated Anzu with a smile. "Merry Christmas. Please wish Yami a Merry Christmas for me, as well."
"Sure thing, Anzu." Yuugi waved. "Bye guys! See you after Christmas!" He shut the door behind him
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Yuugi slowly walked up the stairs. 'What on earth am I supposed to say? G, Yami, ya know we DON'T egg "Santa" in this household....I hardly think that will work.'
He opened the door to his room to find everything in order and left the way it had been when he had gone downstairs earlier. Yuugi looked around and then his eyes fell on the bed where the Millenium Puzzle lay and no Yami in sight.
'He must be all tired out from his "egging"....Oy vey...I don't know what I'm gonna do about you, Yami.' Yuugi smiled down at the puzzle and shook his head.
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Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.
Yuugi was nestled all snug in his bed, While visions of Duel Monsters danced in his head, And Grandpa in his boxers, and Yami in his combat uniform, Had just settled their brains for a long winter's nap...
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, Yami sprang from his puzzle to see what was the matter. Away to the window he flew like a flash, Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash (or in this case, Yuugi's Pokemon curtains).
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow, Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below, When, what to Yami's wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, He knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky, So up to the house-top the coursers they flew, With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, Yami heard on the roof the prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As Yami drew in my head, and was turning around, Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled -- his dimples how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath. He had a broad face and a little round belly, That shook, when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf, And Yami's mouth dropped when he saw him. A wink of his eye and a twist of his head, Soon gave Yami to know he had everything to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
Yami had fat boy in sight as a *CHH CHH* was heard and Santa Clause blinked and backed away slowly. Santa had stumbled back into a trap and Yami smirked as the culprit was apprehended and waved his index finger back and forth. "Gotcha Fat Boy" was all that came out of his mouth.
Santa chuckled at Yami and gave the boy a pat on the head. "Don't worry, I didn't forget your gifts this year."
Yami blinked and backed away slowly, being touched by the fat boy was sure in hell not holy....
And Santa laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.
He sprang to his sleigh, to his teams gave a whistle, And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But Yami heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight, "Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"
Yami through down the paintball gun and was last seen running upstairs as he dashed back to Yuugi's room and jumped on the bed.
Yuugi opened his eyes to find a terrible sight, Yami was shaking and obviously in shock. "What's wrong?," Yuugi asked before he heard sleigh bells ringing. "No way! You saw Santa Clause, wait til I tell all my friends!" And with that Yuugi rolled over and went back to sleep.
Yami sat there shaking as he heard the sleigh bells fade in the night air and covered his head with the blankets not wanting to see the light. He was heard whispering before he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep. "Merry Christmas, Aibou and good night. Next year fat boy, you won't take flight."
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Merry Christmas All!!!! That's it for my Christmas chapters! PLEASE review! I REALLY wanna know if you thought it was funny!!! =^.^= Ja Ne!