Chapter 2 bloopers
Planning Out Loud: Take One
Malik smiled and sat down at his desk, flipping through his Duel Monster cards. "That's it." He chuckled to himself. "If there was another guy that could get Mariku off of Isis' mind than there wouldn't be anything that Mariku could do. Except, perhaps, kill the other guy. But it still might work. Then, if nothing else, Isis wouldn't be happy with Mariku.
"Who, though. My sister apparently likes evil, wild guys if she fell for my yami. What else about Mariku could she possibly see in him? Lots of unruly hair, perhaps. N-"
"HEY!" Mariku yelled as he appeared behind Malik. "How dare you diss the hair!"
Malik blinked and stared at him. "Wha... How..."
"Here I am, just chilling and relaxing in my soul room enjoying the power of the Rod, and all of a sudden I hear you talking to yourself- which isn't what normal people do you know- and you start making fun of my hair! It's just not right!!"
"But... But... But..." Malik blinked. "Hey... Aren't you supposed to be with Isis?"
Mariku smacked himself in the forehead. "I forgot!" With that, he turns and dashes from the room.
Malik stares after him. "... ~_~() Oy..."
The Answer: Take One
"No way in the Shadow Realm!" Bakura declared, privately shocked that Malik had the guts to risk asking him. "I ought to kill you for even suggesting it."
"Look. I realize that this isn't your problem, but just try to imagine the position that I'm in. My yami is dating my sister, for Ra's sake!" Malik knew that it had been pointless to ask him, but it was worth a try. Besides, he had a backup plan
Before he could say anything else, though, Ryou walked in and shrugged. "It doesn't matter, ya know Malik? Bakura was dating my cousin a while back. Sure, it isn't the same as a sister, but it's close. And it really isn't that-"
"Aibooouuu!!!" Bakura whined. "You said you wouldn't tell anyone!"
Ryou's cheeks colored a bright red. "Oh... Right... I'm sorry."
(((sometimes I really have to wonder what state of mind I was in while doing these... heh...)))
That's Cheating: Take One
"We may be friends, but that doesn't mean that I'll go with your sister just so that your yami won't." Bakura shook his head. "Why me, anyway?"
"Because you're the person I think is even partially like Mariku. Besides, I can at least tolerate you even when you are being a bastard. I can't stand Mariku in the least, and it's just creepy!"
"I see. NO!" Bakura crossed his arms across his chest as though to state plain and simply that the discussion was over.
"Ah. But I don't think that you'll have much choice." Bakura's eyes narrowed as Malik lifted the Millennium Rod and waved it back and forth in the air.
"That's fleeting."
"Perhaps, but when has that ever- ... What!?"
Bakura blushed. "Sorry. got tongue tied..."
That's Cheating: Take Two
"We may be friends, but that doesn't mean that I'll go with your sister just so that your yami won't." Bakura shook his head. "Why me, anyway?"
"Because you're the person I think is even partially like Mariku. Besides, I can at least tolerate you even when you are being a bastard. I can't stand Mariku in the least, and it's just creepy!"
"I see. NO!" Bakura crossed his arms across his chest as though to state plain and simply that the discussion was over.
"Ah. But I don't think that you'll have much choice." Bakura's eyes narrowed as Malik lifted the Millennium Rod and waved it back and forth in the air.
"That's chatting."
"Perhaps, but... Bakur-raa!"
"Heh... Sorry... Just can't help it, ya know?"
That's Cheating: Take Three
"We may be friends, but that doesn't mean that I'll go with your sister just so that your yami won't." Bakura shook his head. "Why me, anyway?"
"Because you're the person I think is even partially like Mariku. Besides, I can at least tolerate you even when you are being a bastard. I can't stand Mariku in the least, and it's just creepy!"
"I see. NO!" Bakura crossed his arms across his chest as though to state plain and simply that the discussion was over.
"Ah. But I don't think that you'll have much choice." Bakura's eyes narrowed as Malik lifted the Millennium Rod and waved it back and forth in the air.
"That's cheating."
"Well it's about time!" Malik cried. "Took ya long enough to get it right! Wait..."
Silverscreamer smacks herself in the forehead and shakes her head. "Malik... Malik... Malik... Why couldn't you have just gone on with it?"
Wardrobe: Take One
Malik said. "Right... Well, it's the wardrobe... My guess is that, even with how she's all intellectual and things, Isis is probably still as shallow as any other female."
Bakura shrugged. "And what are you getting at here?"
Malik took a deep breath, preparing to dodge out of reach if need be. "I figure that she probably likes the way Mariku dresses. Of course, this is extra creepy because of how similar the two of us dress, but that's beside the point... I assume that a change of wardrobe for you would help, too."
Bakura stared at him in shock for a moment. Then his eyes scanned down to take in Malik's outfit. Very tight, black pants. Small, stomach showing, white, sleeveless shirt with two gold chains going across his chest... He stared for a moment before suddenly putting his hand over his mouth and giggling.
Malik blinked. "What?"
Bakura shook his head, trying to stop laughing. "You just look like such a fruit..."
"BAKURA!" Malik crossed his arms and turned away, pouting.
Silverscreamer pops up and puts her arms around Malik, patting him on the head. "It'll be otay, Malik-kun... The girls really dig effeminate men. You're grade 'A' bishie material."
"Yeah?"
Silverscreamer nodded. "Not nearly as awesome looking as Bakura, but take what you can get, ok?"
Malik falls over and Bakura grins. "Told you they all like me better."
Silverscreamer coughs. "Anywho... Let's try this again, shall we?"
Planning Out Loud: Take One
Malik smiled and sat down at his desk, flipping through his Duel Monster cards. "That's it." He chuckled to himself. "If there was another guy that could get Mariku off of Isis' mind than there wouldn't be anything that Mariku could do. Except, perhaps, kill the other guy. But it still might work. Then, if nothing else, Isis wouldn't be happy with Mariku.
"Who, though. My sister apparently likes evil, wild guys if she fell for my yami. What else about Mariku could she possibly see in him? Lots of unruly hair, perhaps. N-"
"HEY!" Mariku yelled as he appeared behind Malik. "How dare you diss the hair!"
Malik blinked and stared at him. "Wha... How..."
"Here I am, just chilling and relaxing in my soul room enjoying the power of the Rod, and all of a sudden I hear you talking to yourself- which isn't what normal people do you know- and you start making fun of my hair! It's just not right!!"
"But... But... But..." Malik blinked. "Hey... Aren't you supposed to be with Isis?"
Mariku smacked himself in the forehead. "I forgot!" With that, he turns and dashes from the room.
Malik stares after him. "... ~_~() Oy..."
The Answer: Take One
"No way in the Shadow Realm!" Bakura declared, privately shocked that Malik had the guts to risk asking him. "I ought to kill you for even suggesting it."
"Look. I realize that this isn't your problem, but just try to imagine the position that I'm in. My yami is dating my sister, for Ra's sake!" Malik knew that it had been pointless to ask him, but it was worth a try. Besides, he had a backup plan
Before he could say anything else, though, Ryou walked in and shrugged. "It doesn't matter, ya know Malik? Bakura was dating my cousin a while back. Sure, it isn't the same as a sister, but it's close. And it really isn't that-"
"Aibooouuu!!!" Bakura whined. "You said you wouldn't tell anyone!"
Ryou's cheeks colored a bright red. "Oh... Right... I'm sorry."
(((sometimes I really have to wonder what state of mind I was in while doing these... heh...)))
That's Cheating: Take One
"We may be friends, but that doesn't mean that I'll go with your sister just so that your yami won't." Bakura shook his head. "Why me, anyway?"
"Because you're the person I think is even partially like Mariku. Besides, I can at least tolerate you even when you are being a bastard. I can't stand Mariku in the least, and it's just creepy!"
"I see. NO!" Bakura crossed his arms across his chest as though to state plain and simply that the discussion was over.
"Ah. But I don't think that you'll have much choice." Bakura's eyes narrowed as Malik lifted the Millennium Rod and waved it back and forth in the air.
"That's fleeting."
"Perhaps, but when has that ever- ... What!?"
Bakura blushed. "Sorry. got tongue tied..."
That's Cheating: Take Two
"We may be friends, but that doesn't mean that I'll go with your sister just so that your yami won't." Bakura shook his head. "Why me, anyway?"
"Because you're the person I think is even partially like Mariku. Besides, I can at least tolerate you even when you are being a bastard. I can't stand Mariku in the least, and it's just creepy!"
"I see. NO!" Bakura crossed his arms across his chest as though to state plain and simply that the discussion was over.
"Ah. But I don't think that you'll have much choice." Bakura's eyes narrowed as Malik lifted the Millennium Rod and waved it back and forth in the air.
"That's chatting."
"Perhaps, but... Bakur-raa!"
"Heh... Sorry... Just can't help it, ya know?"
That's Cheating: Take Three
"We may be friends, but that doesn't mean that I'll go with your sister just so that your yami won't." Bakura shook his head. "Why me, anyway?"
"Because you're the person I think is even partially like Mariku. Besides, I can at least tolerate you even when you are being a bastard. I can't stand Mariku in the least, and it's just creepy!"
"I see. NO!" Bakura crossed his arms across his chest as though to state plain and simply that the discussion was over.
"Ah. But I don't think that you'll have much choice." Bakura's eyes narrowed as Malik lifted the Millennium Rod and waved it back and forth in the air.
"That's cheating."
"Well it's about time!" Malik cried. "Took ya long enough to get it right! Wait..."
Silverscreamer smacks herself in the forehead and shakes her head. "Malik... Malik... Malik... Why couldn't you have just gone on with it?"
Wardrobe: Take One
Malik said. "Right... Well, it's the wardrobe... My guess is that, even with how she's all intellectual and things, Isis is probably still as shallow as any other female."
Bakura shrugged. "And what are you getting at here?"
Malik took a deep breath, preparing to dodge out of reach if need be. "I figure that she probably likes the way Mariku dresses. Of course, this is extra creepy because of how similar the two of us dress, but that's beside the point... I assume that a change of wardrobe for you would help, too."
Bakura stared at him in shock for a moment. Then his eyes scanned down to take in Malik's outfit. Very tight, black pants. Small, stomach showing, white, sleeveless shirt with two gold chains going across his chest... He stared for a moment before suddenly putting his hand over his mouth and giggling.
Malik blinked. "What?"
Bakura shook his head, trying to stop laughing. "You just look like such a fruit..."
"BAKURA!" Malik crossed his arms and turned away, pouting.
Silverscreamer pops up and puts her arms around Malik, patting him on the head. "It'll be otay, Malik-kun... The girls really dig effeminate men. You're grade 'A' bishie material."
"Yeah?"
Silverscreamer nodded. "Not nearly as awesome looking as Bakura, but take what you can get, ok?"
Malik falls over and Bakura grins. "Told you they all like me better."
Silverscreamer coughs. "Anywho... Let's try this again, shall we?"