Commando Style!

Tristan was wandering through the arcade thinking about the recent events. He was so glad he wasn't a Dueler.

'And why is that?'

Tristan started and looked around. No one seemed to be talking to him. He probably just heard someone else's conversation. He was in the new arcade after all. He continued walking, looking at all the different games.

'I asked you a question boy and I demand an answer.'

This time Tristan knew that someone was talking to him and he turned around. His jaw dropped as he came face to face with the Cyber Commander.

"This can't be happening, I don't even Duel!"

'Which is exactly the problem. Now listen to me boy and don't make any noise.' He cleared his throat. 'Supposedly I am your favourite card. But I don't get to do anything, because you don't learn how to duel properly!'

"But."

SLAM!

The Cards gun had smashed into his head, but because of Tristan's hair, there was now a hole in the gun. Both looked at it and even though Tristan couldn't see completely straight yet, he knew he was in trouble.

The commander growled and whatever he was going to say was forgotten. He chased after Tristan and no one stopped them thinking it was a promotion for the arcade.

Tristan on the other hand was trying to get the angry card away from him. He turned a corner and found a food stand. He picked up the box of candies and through them at his pursers feet. The card tripped on them, but managed to grab Tristan and pull him down too.

The wrestled and rolled, upending quite a few machines and creating a lot of damage. Finally the Card had Tristan pinned, but because he had lost his gun somewhere in the begging of the fight he was using a toy mallet from one of the games and was beating Tristan over the head repeatedly with it.

What was being said now is censored for all the little viewers, older ones, I'm sure you can fill in the blanks.

"..........!"

'...!'

'.....!'

"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

'......"

And so on and so on until the manager came and kicked them both out saying the words Tristan dreaded hearing.

"YOU ARE FOREVER BANNED FROM THIS ARCADE!!!"

Tristan stared after the manager and than looked around for the card. It was nowhere to be seen. But he did see Joey coming out of a store carrying what looked to be a bag full of boxers.

He ran to his friend.

"Joey, what are all those for?"

Joey grinned and just replied,

"I just know someone who is tired of going 'Commando Style'. By the way Tristan, why do you look like you've been through a war?"

"Another Card came to life."

"You don't say."