~Chapter 5: The Bakery~

Bakura: Dude, the, the, the...

Ryou: The, the, the bakery. *walkover* Wow, they got cookies and shit like that.

Bakura: Dude, look...

Ryou: Cool, what the hell is that?

Bakura: We aren't even it the bakery, huh.

Ryou: No, I guess not. Let's go.

Bakura: Right, we need to get there.

Ryou: Hmm... *they get there* Dude, munchies getting stronger... can't go on...

Bakura: Whoa. Chocolate cake!

Ryou: Chocolate cake? Where?

:: Anutso and Aino come in ::

Anutso: Yo, here we are. Wait, that's my bong, an oven, cookies and cakes everywhere... ANYCRAP!

Aino: We're in a bakery.

Anutso: Yeah, let's get outta here.

Ryou: Whew... I thought he was gonna take the bong.

Anutso: Hey Ryou, ready for the counting game? *sets up Mac 11 to shoot him* Count the shells, mutha fucker!

:: Ryou ducks and his hair stands on end as Anutso pulls the trigger, and the bullets hit Ryou's hair::

Anutso: Aw... No more buwetts...

Ryou: Great Scott!! I'm bald!!

Anutso: Dude, Bakura, I'm gonna die.

Bakura: Why? Too much pot?

Anutso: No, we all die someday.

Bakura: Oh yeah...

Ryou: HELLO! I just said 'Great Scott, I'm bald!'!

Aino: HAH! He said 'Great Scott'!!! HAHA!!!

Ryou: I'm bald!

Aino: No you're not.

Ryou: *touches his hair* Hey, I guess I'm not!

Bakura: Right...

Aino: We hafta work on your language, Ryou.

Ryou: What for? I like the way I talk.

Anutso: Yeah, but you sound British.

Ryou: I am British!

Anutso: Oh yeah...

Aino: I know... Where have you been?

Bakura: Who cares? Hey, we're still at the mall...

Aino: Very perceptive.

Yumi: *Walks it* Ryou! I don't like you being British!

Ryou: Yeah well...Uh...I am! So there!!!

Yumi: Whatever!!! *leaves*

Aino: That was...

Bakura: Pointless.

Aino: Yes.

Anutso: Dudes, let's bizzounce.

Ryou: Okay.

:: All leave ::