Chapter 3 Bloopers
The Dismount: Take One
Malik pulled his motorcycle to a stop in a parking place outside of the mall. Bakura climbed off and moped nearby, not in any hurry at all to go inside. He glared daggers at Malik. At least he was taking his precious time...
Swinging his leg casually over the seat, Malik lost his balance and toppled over. "Dang it! Alright... Alright... I'm ready to try again." He muttered as he clambered back to his feet and mounted the motorcycle again, even as Bakura came back over, laughing hysterically.
The Dismount: Take Two
Malik pulled his motorcycle to a stop in a parking place outside of the mall. Bakura climbed off and moped nearby, not in any hurry at all to go inside. He glared daggers at Malik. At least he was taking his precious time...
Swinging his leg casually over the seat, Malik's foot slipped on a banana peel and he crashed downward, his leg still over the motorcycle, it caught as he fell and caused him to end up laying on the ground with one leg propped up on the seat of the bike. "Alright. Who's the wise guy!?" He growled as he sat up, pulling his leg down.
Silverscreamer runs out and cuddles Malik in her arms. "Are you alright!?"
Malik shoves her away and climbs to his feet. "I'll be fine, just as soon as I figure out who did that!"
Mariku snickers as he watches from where he's hiding behind a nearby sports car.
The Dismount: Take Three
Malik pulled his motorcycle to a stop in a parking place outside of the mall. Bakura climbed off and moped nearby, not in any hurry at all to go inside. He glared daggers at Malik. At least he was taking his precious time...
Swinging his leg casually over the seat, Malik was suddenly surrounded by a group of adoring fangirls. "OOOOO!!!!! There he is! There he is!" "Can I have your autograph!?" "AHHH!!!! I touched his shirt!!!"
Bakura snickers as Malik attempts to dismount while being jostled by the crowd and eventually just sits back down on the motorcycle.
Silverscreamer runs out and starts smacking people with a stick. "Stop it! Stop it! You're supposed to admire him from a distance!" Stampede of girls attempting to get out of the author's way. "Baka fangirls... Can't do anything right..." Looks at Malik. "You alright? *sigh* Well, let's try this again..."
The Thwap: Take One
Malik pulled his motorcycle to a stop in a parking place outside of the mall. Bakura climbed off and moped nearby, not in any hurry at all to go inside. He glared daggers at Malik. At least he was taking his precious time...
Swinging his leg casually over the seat, Malik dismounted his motorcycle with effortless grace. He slowly pulled off his helmet and lowered it until he was holding it in front of his stomach. With a few well practice motions of his head, he flipped his hair around and then back behind him, flashing a prize-winning smile.
(((Off set, Silverscreamer sighs with relief and whispers thankfully. "He got it right!")))
Girls who had been moving through the parking lot swooned, staring at the gorgeous hunk of a young man. He placed his helmet onto the seat, still smiling seductively, and winked at a particularly large group of teenage females. They all blushed and started whispering to each other excitedly...
Bakura grinned, knowing what comes next. He swung his arm around to thwap Malik... who just happened to bend over to pick up a penny. Off balance to the lack of connection, Bakura pitches forward into Malik.
End result... Two lovely bishies on the ground pushing and shoving at each other trying to get untangled.
Silverscreamer sees mad rush of fangirls and quickly runs out. "STOP RIGHT THERE OR YOU'LL ALL GET IT!!!" Wields large and ferocious looking stick for smacking fangirls. As fangirls back away cautiously, Silverscreamer quickly goes to help Bakura out of the heap and huggles him, stroking his hair. "You awright, Bakura?"
Bakura: ~_~() *anime sweatdrop*
Malik climbs to his feet muttering about unfair treatment. "And no doubt he gets paid more too..." Grumble. Grumble.
Inappropriate Rod Comments:
Silverscreamer ponders as she stares at computer. "Hmmm... I'm not really sure what to do with this..." brightly and cheerfully, "So let's try a few things shall we!?" Malik and Bakura groan.
1. "I'm not going to wear these." Bakura growled, glaring at the pairs of pants that Malik was holding out to him.
Malik rolled his eyes. "Do you want me to get out the Rod?"
Bakura raised an eyebrow and looked him over. "I think that depends on which 'Rod' you plan to pull out..."
2. "I'm not going to wear these." Bakura growled, glaring at the pairs of pants that Malik was holding out to him.
Malik rolled his eyes. "Do you want me to get out the Rod?"
Bakura raised an eyebrow and looked him over. "Do you really think this is a good time for that Malik?"
3. "I'm not going to wear these." Bakura growled, glaring at the pairs of pants that Malik was holding out to him.
Malik rolled his eyes. "Do you want me to get out the Rod?"
Bakura raised an eyebrow and looked him over. "Well, not me... But no doubt all the fangirls hanging around would just LOVE that..."
4. "I'm not going to wear these." Bakura growled, glaring at the pairs of pants that Malik was holding out to him.
Malik rolled his eyes. "Do you want me to get out the Rod?"
Bakura raised an eyebrow and looked him over. "Oh yeah, baby! Let me see that rod thang!"
Silverscreamer's eyes go wide and her voice comes out in a squeak. "THAT'S NOT IN THE SCRIPT!!!" O_O!!!
Bakura grins. "Well... I like unexpected... And that look on your face was well worth it."
Silverscreamer gets an anime sweatdrop. ~_~() "Moving on..."
Trip Scene: Take One
Not watching where you're walking isn't very smart. A lesson Bakura realized as he walked straight past the person he was supposed to walk into.
"Bakura! You missed him!" Silverscreamer screamed. (Imagine that...)
Bakura blinked and looked up at her then looked back at Yami, who was rolling his eyes. "Really Tomb Robber... Can't you do anything right?"
Trip Scene: Take Two
Not watching where you're walking isn't very smart. A lesson Bakura realized as he walked straight into someone. Tripping, he toppled into the person, causing them both to fall to the floor in a mess of flailing limbs and pairs of pants.
"Foolish mortal!" Bakura shouted as he attempted to regain any sense of direction, let alone climb back to his feet. "Now you shall suffer the wrath of... Oh crap..." Bakura's face went even paler than normal.
Silverscreamer glared up at Bakura, who was rather interestingly positioned on top of her. "Listen, you may be my favorite bishie, but you don't get special liberties... Now get off."
Trip Scene: Take Three
Not watching where you're walking isn't very smart. Bakura was walking towards where he was supposed to run into Yami making absolutely sure he was walking the right way. At the last moment, Yami sidestepped and stuck his foot out, tripping Bakura.
"Ra curse you, Pharaoh! I'll get you for that!" Bakura shouted as he clambered back to his feet and started to launch himself at Yami (who was, like everyone else, snickering in amusement). Unfortunately, Silverscreamer stepped in front of him. Bakura quickly stopped himself in mid-launch and straightened his stance, crossing his arms and pouting. "He did that on purpose."
"Yes he did, but that doesn't mean you have to hurt him... Take it out on Anzu later." She waves a hand dismissively, even as Anzu pops up from behind a rack of clothes.
"Hey! Don't you like me!? Friends shouldn't-"
"NO!" Silverscreamer shouted as she threw a shirt over Anzu's head. "I don't like you and you had better not start a friendship rant!"
Giving Yami Away: Take One
Bakura's lips split in an evil grin. "You don't know how much pleasure it would give me to see you suffer like that... And with the day I've been having, I could use the fun."
"Ra help me..." Yami muttered under his breath. "Look... You may be having a bad day, but I've been trying to dodge those two all afternoon."
"That's not my problem... Um..." Bakura blushed and looked over at Silverscreamer. "Line?"
~_~() "Pineapple Head."
"Oh yeah! Right..."
Giving Yami Away: Take Two
Bakura's lips split in an evil grin. "You don't know how much pleasure it would give me to see you suffer like that... And with the day I've been having, I could use the fun."
"Ra help me..." Yami muttered under his breath. "Look... You may be having a bad day, but I've been trying to dodge those two all afternoon."
"That's not my problem, Apple Brain!"
"That's not right!" Malik laughed from where he stood a distance away.
"PINEAPPLE HEAD!" Silverscreamer screamed.
"I knew that." Bakura pouted.
Teasing Malik: Take One
Bakura laughed and came up behind Malik, putting his arms around him. "Oh, I'm so sorry Malik!" he said in a terrible attempt at a feminine voice. "Will you ever forgive me?"
"Get off!" Malik growled as he attempted to pull Bakura's arms away from each other so as to make an opening to get free.
"Oh but darling... We never just enjoy each others company anymore." Bakura grinned evilly as Malik continued to struggle.
Suddenly, Jounouchi and Honda come around a nearby rack of clothes and stop, staring at the two.
"..." Malik and Bakura stare at them, who stare back.
Silverscreamer slinks over to the newcomers and pokes them in the shoulders to get their attention. "Erm... What exactly are you doing here?"
Joey ignores her, grinning as he watches Malik shove the petrified Bakura off of him.
Tristan looks at her. "Oh, you must one of those authors who are always putting us in weird situations..."
Silverscreamer nods. "Yeah... And you aren't supposed to be here... I mean, granted, it's hilarious that you happened to walk in at a time like this, but I really don't think it'll work..."
Tristan nodded. "Point taken. Come on Jounouchi, I'd rather be at the arcade anyway."
Jounouchi snickered as they walked away and muttering comments about 'they make a cute couple' could be heard.
All the fangirls cry because people think their darling bishies are gay.
Silverscreamer goes in search of Advil. "That's enough of this chapter..."
The Dismount: Take One
Malik pulled his motorcycle to a stop in a parking place outside of the mall. Bakura climbed off and moped nearby, not in any hurry at all to go inside. He glared daggers at Malik. At least he was taking his precious time...
Swinging his leg casually over the seat, Malik lost his balance and toppled over. "Dang it! Alright... Alright... I'm ready to try again." He muttered as he clambered back to his feet and mounted the motorcycle again, even as Bakura came back over, laughing hysterically.
The Dismount: Take Two
Malik pulled his motorcycle to a stop in a parking place outside of the mall. Bakura climbed off and moped nearby, not in any hurry at all to go inside. He glared daggers at Malik. At least he was taking his precious time...
Swinging his leg casually over the seat, Malik's foot slipped on a banana peel and he crashed downward, his leg still over the motorcycle, it caught as he fell and caused him to end up laying on the ground with one leg propped up on the seat of the bike. "Alright. Who's the wise guy!?" He growled as he sat up, pulling his leg down.
Silverscreamer runs out and cuddles Malik in her arms. "Are you alright!?"
Malik shoves her away and climbs to his feet. "I'll be fine, just as soon as I figure out who did that!"
Mariku snickers as he watches from where he's hiding behind a nearby sports car.
The Dismount: Take Three
Malik pulled his motorcycle to a stop in a parking place outside of the mall. Bakura climbed off and moped nearby, not in any hurry at all to go inside. He glared daggers at Malik. At least he was taking his precious time...
Swinging his leg casually over the seat, Malik was suddenly surrounded by a group of adoring fangirls. "OOOOO!!!!! There he is! There he is!" "Can I have your autograph!?" "AHHH!!!! I touched his shirt!!!"
Bakura snickers as Malik attempts to dismount while being jostled by the crowd and eventually just sits back down on the motorcycle.
Silverscreamer runs out and starts smacking people with a stick. "Stop it! Stop it! You're supposed to admire him from a distance!" Stampede of girls attempting to get out of the author's way. "Baka fangirls... Can't do anything right..." Looks at Malik. "You alright? *sigh* Well, let's try this again..."
The Thwap: Take One
Malik pulled his motorcycle to a stop in a parking place outside of the mall. Bakura climbed off and moped nearby, not in any hurry at all to go inside. He glared daggers at Malik. At least he was taking his precious time...
Swinging his leg casually over the seat, Malik dismounted his motorcycle with effortless grace. He slowly pulled off his helmet and lowered it until he was holding it in front of his stomach. With a few well practice motions of his head, he flipped his hair around and then back behind him, flashing a prize-winning smile.
(((Off set, Silverscreamer sighs with relief and whispers thankfully. "He got it right!")))
Girls who had been moving through the parking lot swooned, staring at the gorgeous hunk of a young man. He placed his helmet onto the seat, still smiling seductively, and winked at a particularly large group of teenage females. They all blushed and started whispering to each other excitedly...
Bakura grinned, knowing what comes next. He swung his arm around to thwap Malik... who just happened to bend over to pick up a penny. Off balance to the lack of connection, Bakura pitches forward into Malik.
End result... Two lovely bishies on the ground pushing and shoving at each other trying to get untangled.
Silverscreamer sees mad rush of fangirls and quickly runs out. "STOP RIGHT THERE OR YOU'LL ALL GET IT!!!" Wields large and ferocious looking stick for smacking fangirls. As fangirls back away cautiously, Silverscreamer quickly goes to help Bakura out of the heap and huggles him, stroking his hair. "You awright, Bakura?"
Bakura: ~_~() *anime sweatdrop*
Malik climbs to his feet muttering about unfair treatment. "And no doubt he gets paid more too..." Grumble. Grumble.
Inappropriate Rod Comments:
Silverscreamer ponders as she stares at computer. "Hmmm... I'm not really sure what to do with this..." brightly and cheerfully, "So let's try a few things shall we!?" Malik and Bakura groan.
1. "I'm not going to wear these." Bakura growled, glaring at the pairs of pants that Malik was holding out to him.
Malik rolled his eyes. "Do you want me to get out the Rod?"
Bakura raised an eyebrow and looked him over. "I think that depends on which 'Rod' you plan to pull out..."
2. "I'm not going to wear these." Bakura growled, glaring at the pairs of pants that Malik was holding out to him.
Malik rolled his eyes. "Do you want me to get out the Rod?"
Bakura raised an eyebrow and looked him over. "Do you really think this is a good time for that Malik?"
3. "I'm not going to wear these." Bakura growled, glaring at the pairs of pants that Malik was holding out to him.
Malik rolled his eyes. "Do you want me to get out the Rod?"
Bakura raised an eyebrow and looked him over. "Well, not me... But no doubt all the fangirls hanging around would just LOVE that..."
4. "I'm not going to wear these." Bakura growled, glaring at the pairs of pants that Malik was holding out to him.
Malik rolled his eyes. "Do you want me to get out the Rod?"
Bakura raised an eyebrow and looked him over. "Oh yeah, baby! Let me see that rod thang!"
Silverscreamer's eyes go wide and her voice comes out in a squeak. "THAT'S NOT IN THE SCRIPT!!!" O_O!!!
Bakura grins. "Well... I like unexpected... And that look on your face was well worth it."
Silverscreamer gets an anime sweatdrop. ~_~() "Moving on..."
Trip Scene: Take One
Not watching where you're walking isn't very smart. A lesson Bakura realized as he walked straight past the person he was supposed to walk into.
"Bakura! You missed him!" Silverscreamer screamed. (Imagine that...)
Bakura blinked and looked up at her then looked back at Yami, who was rolling his eyes. "Really Tomb Robber... Can't you do anything right?"
Trip Scene: Take Two
Not watching where you're walking isn't very smart. A lesson Bakura realized as he walked straight into someone. Tripping, he toppled into the person, causing them both to fall to the floor in a mess of flailing limbs and pairs of pants.
"Foolish mortal!" Bakura shouted as he attempted to regain any sense of direction, let alone climb back to his feet. "Now you shall suffer the wrath of... Oh crap..." Bakura's face went even paler than normal.
Silverscreamer glared up at Bakura, who was rather interestingly positioned on top of her. "Listen, you may be my favorite bishie, but you don't get special liberties... Now get off."
Trip Scene: Take Three
Not watching where you're walking isn't very smart. Bakura was walking towards where he was supposed to run into Yami making absolutely sure he was walking the right way. At the last moment, Yami sidestepped and stuck his foot out, tripping Bakura.
"Ra curse you, Pharaoh! I'll get you for that!" Bakura shouted as he clambered back to his feet and started to launch himself at Yami (who was, like everyone else, snickering in amusement). Unfortunately, Silverscreamer stepped in front of him. Bakura quickly stopped himself in mid-launch and straightened his stance, crossing his arms and pouting. "He did that on purpose."
"Yes he did, but that doesn't mean you have to hurt him... Take it out on Anzu later." She waves a hand dismissively, even as Anzu pops up from behind a rack of clothes.
"Hey! Don't you like me!? Friends shouldn't-"
"NO!" Silverscreamer shouted as she threw a shirt over Anzu's head. "I don't like you and you had better not start a friendship rant!"
Giving Yami Away: Take One
Bakura's lips split in an evil grin. "You don't know how much pleasure it would give me to see you suffer like that... And with the day I've been having, I could use the fun."
"Ra help me..." Yami muttered under his breath. "Look... You may be having a bad day, but I've been trying to dodge those two all afternoon."
"That's not my problem... Um..." Bakura blushed and looked over at Silverscreamer. "Line?"
~_~() "Pineapple Head."
"Oh yeah! Right..."
Giving Yami Away: Take Two
Bakura's lips split in an evil grin. "You don't know how much pleasure it would give me to see you suffer like that... And with the day I've been having, I could use the fun."
"Ra help me..." Yami muttered under his breath. "Look... You may be having a bad day, but I've been trying to dodge those two all afternoon."
"That's not my problem, Apple Brain!"
"That's not right!" Malik laughed from where he stood a distance away.
"PINEAPPLE HEAD!" Silverscreamer screamed.
"I knew that." Bakura pouted.
Teasing Malik: Take One
Bakura laughed and came up behind Malik, putting his arms around him. "Oh, I'm so sorry Malik!" he said in a terrible attempt at a feminine voice. "Will you ever forgive me?"
"Get off!" Malik growled as he attempted to pull Bakura's arms away from each other so as to make an opening to get free.
"Oh but darling... We never just enjoy each others company anymore." Bakura grinned evilly as Malik continued to struggle.
Suddenly, Jounouchi and Honda come around a nearby rack of clothes and stop, staring at the two.
"..." Malik and Bakura stare at them, who stare back.
Silverscreamer slinks over to the newcomers and pokes them in the shoulders to get their attention. "Erm... What exactly are you doing here?"
Joey ignores her, grinning as he watches Malik shove the petrified Bakura off of him.
Tristan looks at her. "Oh, you must one of those authors who are always putting us in weird situations..."
Silverscreamer nods. "Yeah... And you aren't supposed to be here... I mean, granted, it's hilarious that you happened to walk in at a time like this, but I really don't think it'll work..."
Tristan nodded. "Point taken. Come on Jounouchi, I'd rather be at the arcade anyway."
Jounouchi snickered as they walked away and muttering comments about 'they make a cute couple' could be heard.
All the fangirls cry because people think their darling bishies are gay.
Silverscreamer goes in search of Advil. "That's enough of this chapter..."