4- Rants Between Ancient Spirits and Hyperness
*in Starbucks*
Yami Malik- I never asked to be insane. Some would call it a curse. I call it a gift.
Yami-Really? Well I always thought it was both.
Yami Malik-Hmm I guess you're right. ^__^
Yami-*slurps latte loudly* What did we ever do to be trapped in stupid objects and used for the rest of our life?
Yami Malik-*blinks* I know! And we have the strangest aibous.
Yami-*mumbles something in Ancient Egyptian, then* Tell me about it. Mine doesn't
even believe that I built the pyramids. -__-
Yami Malik-Did I ever tell you I have Turret's Syndrome?
Yami-Really?
Yami Malik-DIE! YOU WILL DIE! I HAVE A ROD AND IT CAN TURN INTO A KNIFE AND I WILL STAB YOU WITH IT UNTIL YOU ARE AS HOLEY AS A MACARONI DRAINER! DIE!
Yami-I see. That actually clears a lot of things up. O_o
Yami Malik-Yeah, I try not to tell too many people. I usually just let them believe that I am a suicidal maniac. Malik always lies. I never lost my teddy bear! It was his! And he blamed me! He's so mean sometimes. *sobs*
Yami-*hugs Yami Malik* There, there. Just let it out. I know how these modern people can be. Let's go get a drink.
Yami Malik-*sniffles* DIE DIE DIE! Ok, how do martinies sound? ^__^
***meanwhile, back with the rest of the gang***
Yugi walks over to a row of hard, plastic airline seats and lays down a towel over them.
Malik-I suppose I have to sleep with you. My flight is tomorrow at 7:30 as well.
Yugi-Why didn't you just come tomorrow morning?
Malik-I dunno, I never thought of that. *shrugs*
Joey-Does anyone know how we are gonna get through the metal detectors with the Millenium Puzzle and Rod? I mean, your rod is practically a weapon. Maybe not against Yugi's hair, but against everyone else.
Malik-I'm sure my Yami will think of something. Maybe unleash hell apon the world if we don't get to go.
Yugi-Or mine will challenge the security to a shadow game. Like who can drink the most cappachinos or annoy the most old ladies. He's good at annoying. -__-
Tea- Do I hear a little resentment?
Yugi-NO... *his face turns beet red and anyone who was there would assume that steam was going to come out of his ears any minute*
Tea- *pops all of the sugar pills into his mouth* I'd rather him be hyper than angry.
Tristen/Malik/Joey- WE WOULDN'T!
*Instantly Yugi's eyes start to get wide, REALLY WIDE, as in wider than large dinner plates that Kaiba would have in his mansions, and he started to sway and sing. Then his hair puffed up as if someone had stuck his finger in a light socket and it sizzled a little bit*
Joey-Ummmmmmm Tea? I think you overloaded his brain.
Malik-That wasn't hard.
Tea-Errr...Yugi?
Yugi- *like a drunk* WHAT DO YA MEAN YOU WONT SLEEP WITH ME? I LIKE CAPTAIN CRUNCH!
Tea-Errrr............O_o;;;;;
Yugi- WHERE IS THE POPCORN? I HAVE TO REFILL THE PINK FLAMINGO FOR THE ROYAL BALL.
*with this comment, Tristan stuffed Yugi into his pillow case and closed the top with duct tape, just incase he started to bounce again*
Yugi-*from inside* I WANNA RIDE THE OCTOPUS! WHO TURNED OFF THE STROBE LIGHT?
Tristan-That should hold him.
*****
*back w/ Yami and Malik, they walk into a Gold Platinum Lounge and walk up to the bar*
Yami-I'll have a martini. Shaken, not stirred.
Yami Malik- Same here. But can you put in one of those cool little umbrellas?
Bartender-Can I see some ID?
Yami-Ummmmm... I'M 5000 YEARS OLD! I THINK I'M OVERAGE! \_/
Bartender-Can you prove it?
Yami-Well...um....no.
Yami Malik- *attempts to make his eyes huge and cute like Yugi's and Mokuba's but fails miserably and instead ends up looking like a puppy dog on drugs and suffering from leprosy* Pleaseeee????
Bartender-No. Not unless you have ID.
Yami-*inhales slowly, trying to calm himself down, his eye twitching, then* GYAAAAAA!!!!!! *he lunges at the bartender and tries to gag him when the bartender makes a ninja noise and knocks him unconsious on the floor, promptly placing a little umbrella in his hair and handing another one to Yami Malik*
Bartender- Sorry about that. It happens alot around here, so I had to learn Kung Foo. It has served me well everytime.
Yami Malik- *with astonished look on his face* WOW. Do you like world domination and endless suffering and pain and torture?
Bartender- *thinks* As a matter of fact, I do.
Yami Malik- Lets talk. ^__~*With that, they leave the bar with Yami still unconcious on the floor, little mini umbrella and all*
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Hehehehe get ready for chapter 5....if Tristan has any fan girls they get to see him as the REAL man
Yami- I can't believe you knocked me out.
Me- It was for the good of us all.
Yugi- ^___^
Yami- Why are you smiling Yugi! If I'm knocked out, whose gonna protect you?
Me- Me.
Yami-D'OH!
*in Starbucks*
Yami Malik- I never asked to be insane. Some would call it a curse. I call it a gift.
Yami-Really? Well I always thought it was both.
Yami Malik-Hmm I guess you're right. ^__^
Yami-*slurps latte loudly* What did we ever do to be trapped in stupid objects and used for the rest of our life?
Yami Malik-*blinks* I know! And we have the strangest aibous.
Yami-*mumbles something in Ancient Egyptian, then* Tell me about it. Mine doesn't
even believe that I built the pyramids. -__-
Yami Malik-Did I ever tell you I have Turret's Syndrome?
Yami-Really?
Yami Malik-DIE! YOU WILL DIE! I HAVE A ROD AND IT CAN TURN INTO A KNIFE AND I WILL STAB YOU WITH IT UNTIL YOU ARE AS HOLEY AS A MACARONI DRAINER! DIE!
Yami-I see. That actually clears a lot of things up. O_o
Yami Malik-Yeah, I try not to tell too many people. I usually just let them believe that I am a suicidal maniac. Malik always lies. I never lost my teddy bear! It was his! And he blamed me! He's so mean sometimes. *sobs*
Yami-*hugs Yami Malik* There, there. Just let it out. I know how these modern people can be. Let's go get a drink.
Yami Malik-*sniffles* DIE DIE DIE! Ok, how do martinies sound? ^__^
***meanwhile, back with the rest of the gang***
Yugi walks over to a row of hard, plastic airline seats and lays down a towel over them.
Malik-I suppose I have to sleep with you. My flight is tomorrow at 7:30 as well.
Yugi-Why didn't you just come tomorrow morning?
Malik-I dunno, I never thought of that. *shrugs*
Joey-Does anyone know how we are gonna get through the metal detectors with the Millenium Puzzle and Rod? I mean, your rod is practically a weapon. Maybe not against Yugi's hair, but against everyone else.
Malik-I'm sure my Yami will think of something. Maybe unleash hell apon the world if we don't get to go.
Yugi-Or mine will challenge the security to a shadow game. Like who can drink the most cappachinos or annoy the most old ladies. He's good at annoying. -__-
Tea- Do I hear a little resentment?
Yugi-NO... *his face turns beet red and anyone who was there would assume that steam was going to come out of his ears any minute*
Tea- *pops all of the sugar pills into his mouth* I'd rather him be hyper than angry.
Tristen/Malik/Joey- WE WOULDN'T!
*Instantly Yugi's eyes start to get wide, REALLY WIDE, as in wider than large dinner plates that Kaiba would have in his mansions, and he started to sway and sing. Then his hair puffed up as if someone had stuck his finger in a light socket and it sizzled a little bit*
Joey-Ummmmmmm Tea? I think you overloaded his brain.
Malik-That wasn't hard.
Tea-Errr...Yugi?
Yugi- *like a drunk* WHAT DO YA MEAN YOU WONT SLEEP WITH ME? I LIKE CAPTAIN CRUNCH!
Tea-Errrr............O_o;;;;;
Yugi- WHERE IS THE POPCORN? I HAVE TO REFILL THE PINK FLAMINGO FOR THE ROYAL BALL.
*with this comment, Tristan stuffed Yugi into his pillow case and closed the top with duct tape, just incase he started to bounce again*
Yugi-*from inside* I WANNA RIDE THE OCTOPUS! WHO TURNED OFF THE STROBE LIGHT?
Tristan-That should hold him.
*****
*back w/ Yami and Malik, they walk into a Gold Platinum Lounge and walk up to the bar*
Yami-I'll have a martini. Shaken, not stirred.
Yami Malik- Same here. But can you put in one of those cool little umbrellas?
Bartender-Can I see some ID?
Yami-Ummmmm... I'M 5000 YEARS OLD! I THINK I'M OVERAGE! \_/
Bartender-Can you prove it?
Yami-Well...um....no.
Yami Malik- *attempts to make his eyes huge and cute like Yugi's and Mokuba's but fails miserably and instead ends up looking like a puppy dog on drugs and suffering from leprosy* Pleaseeee????
Bartender-No. Not unless you have ID.
Yami-*inhales slowly, trying to calm himself down, his eye twitching, then* GYAAAAAA!!!!!! *he lunges at the bartender and tries to gag him when the bartender makes a ninja noise and knocks him unconsious on the floor, promptly placing a little umbrella in his hair and handing another one to Yami Malik*
Bartender- Sorry about that. It happens alot around here, so I had to learn Kung Foo. It has served me well everytime.
Yami Malik- *with astonished look on his face* WOW. Do you like world domination and endless suffering and pain and torture?
Bartender- *thinks* As a matter of fact, I do.
Yami Malik- Lets talk. ^__~*With that, they leave the bar with Yami still unconcious on the floor, little mini umbrella and all*
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Hehehehe get ready for chapter 5....if Tristan has any fan girls they get to see him as the REAL man
Yami- I can't believe you knocked me out.
Me- It was for the good of us all.
Yugi- ^___^
Yami- Why are you smiling Yugi! If I'm knocked out, whose gonna protect you?
Me- Me.
Yami-D'OH!