I'm sorry I didn't update sooner! But I still haven't even started the next chapters to either Seto and Mokuba celebrate Christamas or Tomb Robber. -_-;; So, in essance, you are sorta getting this chapter early.
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(Tetra's POV)
I reached the front steps of the house, and knocked. Cautiously, my grandma opened the door.
"Hi Grandma. Good morning." I said.
"Tetra! Oh my! Have you heard what your brother did? Its all over the news!" said Grandma immeadiatly hugging me.
And she didn't stop hugging me. I looked at Bakura with pleading eyes that read 'get her off of me.' Bakura was in hysterics.
"Grandma, please." I begged, trying to push away, "I have a 'guest' with me."
"Oh!" said grandma, eyeing Bakura suspciously, "What is your 'guest's' name?"
"My name is Bakura."
My grandma started to hum and chant rythmically.
"Uh..don't mind my grandma, Bakura, she's a little...weird."
"Nonsense, Tetra," grandma replied still humming.
Bakura looked at grandma skeptically. Suddenly grandma stopped humming and opened her eyes as if in shock.
"Its an evil spirirt!" she screamed, grabbing me by the arm and trying to pull me inside her hut.
"Let go grandma!" I said, latching my self to the doorframe. "I don't care! Your prophecies are always wrong!"
Grandma let go, and turned to me.
"Tetra, come in. Bakura, you stay out here." grandma said, shoving me inside, "I need a word with you on your choice of friends here."
"He followed me, its not my problem!"
The door was shut behind us, leaving Bakura stunned outside.
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(Bakura's POV)
//Alright, that girl's relatives are strange.//
Suddenly the door was swung open again.
"Bakura, I really am sorry about my grandma, and-"
"TELL HIM NO VOODOO IN MY HOUSE!"
"Uh, yeah... just ignore her, okay, you look you need your sleep as much as I do, so pick a couch and sleep, because thats what I'm doing."
"Okay." I replied, and invited myself in the house.
The house smelled of ensence, garlic, and some other strange spices. Smelled like- like this one guy's house I broke into when... well, no need to get into that. Point being, I never liked the smell of garlic mixed with perfume.
But as soon as I sat on the couch, the strange and exotic perfumes, and the warmth of blazing fire got to my head.
//Must stay awake...//
But I couldn't. Oh, just good night for now.
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(Tetra's POV)
I reached the front steps of the house, and knocked. Cautiously, my grandma opened the door.
"Hi Grandma. Good morning." I said.
"Tetra! Oh my! Have you heard what your brother did? Its all over the news!" said Grandma immeadiatly hugging me.
And she didn't stop hugging me. I looked at Bakura with pleading eyes that read 'get her off of me.' Bakura was in hysterics.
"Grandma, please." I begged, trying to push away, "I have a 'guest' with me."
"Oh!" said grandma, eyeing Bakura suspciously, "What is your 'guest's' name?"
"My name is Bakura."
My grandma started to hum and chant rythmically.
"Uh..don't mind my grandma, Bakura, she's a little...weird."
"Nonsense, Tetra," grandma replied still humming.
Bakura looked at grandma skeptically. Suddenly grandma stopped humming and opened her eyes as if in shock.
"Its an evil spirirt!" she screamed, grabbing me by the arm and trying to pull me inside her hut.
"Let go grandma!" I said, latching my self to the doorframe. "I don't care! Your prophecies are always wrong!"
Grandma let go, and turned to me.
"Tetra, come in. Bakura, you stay out here." grandma said, shoving me inside, "I need a word with you on your choice of friends here."
"He followed me, its not my problem!"
The door was shut behind us, leaving Bakura stunned outside.
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(Bakura's POV)
//Alright, that girl's relatives are strange.//
Suddenly the door was swung open again.
"Bakura, I really am sorry about my grandma, and-"
"TELL HIM NO VOODOO IN MY HOUSE!"
"Uh, yeah... just ignore her, okay, you look you need your sleep as much as I do, so pick a couch and sleep, because thats what I'm doing."
"Okay." I replied, and invited myself in the house.
The house smelled of ensence, garlic, and some other strange spices. Smelled like- like this one guy's house I broke into when... well, no need to get into that. Point being, I never liked the smell of garlic mixed with perfume.
But as soon as I sat on the couch, the strange and exotic perfumes, and the warmth of blazing fire got to my head.
//Must stay awake...//
But I couldn't. Oh, just good night for now.