Chapter… what? 6? No, wait. It's 5, right? Yeah. 5.
My Déjà PooTwo days had passed.
But I bet you're more interested in what happened to Ness and crew in those 2 days, right?
I could tell you if you want. Do you want to know?
Alright then.
Nothing.
That's right. Nothing happened.
Though Seto was a bit disturbed by Ness's duel.
He kept watching the video. He kept rewinding to where Ness summoned the Blue Eyes White Dragon.
Back and forth.
Back and forth.
Then he paused.
The Blue Eyes was different.
His Blue Eyes was pictured over a blue background. It was showing its full body and looking to its right.
Then he looked at the paused image. Ness's Blue Eyes was shown in outer space. Flying above the Earth. The dragon itself was looking rather lean. But it was shown preparing to blast something with its White Lightning.
(Alternative artwork,) deduced Seto. (But I thought there were only 4 Blue Eyes White Dragons in the world. I have 3. And I ripped the 4th one up. None of them looked like his. How is it possible? Is he a Rare Hunter, and that being a fake Blue Eyes? No. The system would've detected it. It's a real card. But how? It doesn't make sense. Are there more Blue Eyes White Dragons out there that I don't know of? This is eating me up. I got to stop thinking about this.)
And so, he pushed it to the back of his mind.
Eventually, the tournament started.
The gang didn't hear much. Locator cards, all-out war… it was all a blur to them. Jeff was the only one who listened to the whole thing, and he explained it to his friends.
Then they went their separate ways.
It wasn't long before Poo saw a duel going underway. He watch as a kid played a card over and over, then drawing. He wasn't paying attention to what he had on the field.
Then he watched. He placed the 5 Exodia cards on the field, and watched as the big beast blasted his opponent.
"And this win makes 3 locators," said the kid.
"That's not fair!" said his opponent. "You cheated!"
"It is fair," the kid replied. "It's totally legal." Then he turned to the crowd. "Anyone wish to challenge me?"
"I WILL!" boomed Poo.
"Well," said the kid. "This should be good. Everyone loves kung fu fighting. But this match will be fast and frightening."
"Right," Poo said, rolling his eyes. "What's your name?"
"You may call me… Tim," said the kid.
"Greetings, Tim!" said Poo. "This may be your last time!"
"Right," said Tim. "Let's just get it over with. I'll go first."
The two drew their cards.
"I'll play a monster in defense, a card face-down, a field card face-down, and end my turn," said Tim.
"I play 2 cards face-down and then summon GEMINI ELF!" said Poo. "Gemini Elf, attack!"
"Activate trap!" shouted Tim. "Mask of Restrict!"
"Why'd you activate that?" said Poo. "And don't tell me what it does. I know it prevents me from sacrificing for any reason."
"When you see what you hit, you'll see why."
As the hologram of the monster he was attacking appeared, Poo recognized it from somewhere. He knew it had no attack, but 2000 defense. It also had an effect, but he couldn't recall what.
"The Royal Magic Librarian," said Tim. "Hurts for your beauties to hit, doesn't it?"
"So," said Poo. "Stalling, huh? Playing defensively, eh? Waiting for something? Smart. Very smart! But it isn't smart enough! I trained myself to heighten my senses! I can see the reflection in your eyes! Is that one of Exodia's arms in your hand?"
Tim was shocked. "How…"
"I'm not an Indian," joked Poo. Then he added, "And I don't lie. Now go."
Then something popped into his head. His first duel.
It was a peaceful day. Poo was visiting Onett to buy some cards. He was surprised about everyone making a big deal about all the cards he bought. Then this kid of about 15 challenged him. He puts some cards together to fit the Exodia cards he just bought. The kid went first, laid some cards down, summoned a monster, and ended his turn. Then he activated his Light of Intervention. Poo was forced to summon his Sangan in defense instead of setting it. His opponent summoned the Royal Magic Librarian in defense. Then he attached the Dagger of Butterflies to his first monster. The monster's effect destroyed it, and the dagger went back into his hand. He then placed a counter on the Librarian. He placed the dagger, put it in his hand, and added a counter. Dagger, hand, counter. He then removed the counters and drew a card. Dagger, hand, counter. Dagger, hand, counter. Dagger, hand, counter, remove, draw. It kept repeating. Then, he showed that he had Exodia.
While Poo was off in daydream land, Tim had activated his field card: Chorus of Sanctuary. A book had appeared near the Royal Magic Librarian.
Poo cursed, as there was no monster that didn't require a tribute that could get by that kind of defense the Librarian was packing. He would need a fusion.
"Then I'll play Mystical Space Typhoon and destroy your face-down trap on your left!" declared Tim.
"Ehh, it was a Magic Jammer, anyway," said Poo.
A second book appeared near the Royal Magic Librarian.
"Finally, I'll get my combo rolling!" said Tim. "Summon Gearfried the Iron Knight!"
(That's the monster that kept destroying the dagger!) realized Poo.
"Now!" said Tim, inserting a card into his Duel Disk. "Dagger of Butterflies! Equip to Gearfried the Iron Knight!"
The dagger appeared near Gearfried, and it was smashed as Gearfried touched it.
A third book appeared near the Librarian.
"And now," said Tim, "I activate the Librarian's effect! I remove the three magic counters…" The books disappeared. "…to draw a card."
And Tim drew.
"I guess you can see I have both arms now," said Tim. "I'll have Exodia quickly enough. DAGGER OF BUTTERFLIES!"
Poo pressed a button. "8 MAGICAL ABSORBERS!" he declared.
"Huh?" said Tim. "What's that?"
"Just the ultimate in magic countering," stated Poo. "I can either discard a magic card to negate and destroy the recently activated magic card. OR! I can instantly negate and destroy any targeted magic card. Equip cards kind of need a target, so I'll choose the 2nd effect."
The hologram of the card flickered and then disappeared.
"NO LOOP FOR YOU!" exclaimed Poo.
"GODAMNIT!" shouted Tim. "How could you see that combo?"
"I saw it before," said Poo. "That's how."
"Anyway, go," said Tim.
Poo drew.
Then he chuckled.
Then he slapped down the card he drew.
"PATHFINDING WHITE RABBIT! ATTACK POSITION!" he declared.
"What's with all these strange cards?" said Tim.
"You got to have the Spirit," said Poo. "Pathfinding White Rabbit has 700 attack. Weak, right? WRONG! Spirit monsters, while they can't be special summoned, have great special abilities. Such as my rabbit. It can bypass monsters to attack directly. I have other Spirits ready, just in case. Like 8 Giant Crows. Only 200 attack. But if it does damage, you can't draw. And Fire Starter. Level 8, 2800 attack, and 2900 defense. And if it does damage, you have to discard your entire hand! Downside to him, which all Spirits share but is an upside to the other Spirits, is that he returns to my hand at the end of my turn. Of course, there's a card in my deck that fixes that. But the price is a bit hefty. Discarding every turn… whew! I have a card that fixes that, but only 1. But I'm ranting. Gemini Elf! Attack Gearfried!"
The iron menace exploded into chunks of holographic metal.
"Now! Rabbit! Attack him directly!"
The rabbit hopped until it went right through the Librarian, then it head-butted Tim. Tim stumbled a bit, and regained his balance.
Poo then went through his hand. He had a Fairy Meteor Crush, a Fire Starter, and a Spirit Fixation Armor.
Poo chuckled. "3200 to 3900," said Poo. "I end my turn." Poo lifted the White Rabbit off his disk.
Tim drew, and sighed. Without his combo, he hadn't had any good cards. He had drawing power in his magic, but not much stalling or defense. He gestured for Poo to take his turn.
Poo drew and looked at what he drew. Pot of Greed. It wasn't what he was hoping for, but it'd work in a pinch. He inserted it into the slot and drew his cards. Monster Reborn and Sinister Serpent.
"Word of warning, Tim," said Poo. "It'll be getting hot in here."
"Should I take off all my clothes?" joked Tim.
Tim was immediately pelted with rotten tomatoes.
"But if you're thinking of summoning Fire Starter," said Tim, "may I remind you that Mask of Restrict is still in effect? No sacrificing allowed. Not for effects. Not for summoning. Not for anything."
"BAH!" exclaimed Poo.
"And it'll be your prize if you win," added Tim.
"Then I'll place 2 cards face down," declared Poo, "and summon my rabbit in attack position. WHITE RABBIT! THUMP 'EM!"
(Author note: Pun intended.)
Again, the rabbit hopped through the Librarian. Again, the rabbit struck Tim. Again, Tim stumbled back. And again, Poo placed the rabbit in his hand as he ended his turn. But now, it was 2500 to 3900. With Poo having the latter amount.
Tim drew, smiled, and passed.
Poo drew. And smiled. "HARPIE'S FEATHER DUSTER!"
Tim was shocked as his trap and his field was destroyed.
"Then I activate my face-down Monster Reborn to revive your Iron Knight," Poo declared as he pressed a button. Then he pressed another, "And activate my Spirit Fixation Armor."
"I'm gonna draw during my turn!" shouted Tim. "YAY!"
"Pardon my mouth and my minimal television knowledge," said Poo, "but I have a cartoon quote for you: 'BZZT! WRONG! TRY AGAIN, DUMBASS!' I sacrifice Gearfried and Gemini Elf for Fire Starter!"
"GAHHHH!" screamed Tim.
"You have Exodia's head in your hand, right?" Poo guessed. "Well, too bad. I equip Fire Starter with Fairy Meteor Crush. FIRE STARTER! ATTACK!"
Fire Starter smashed the book keeper to bits.
"You have 1700 points," said Poo. "Don't think you'll last. Go. You can surrender if you want."
Tim just discarded his hand because of Fire Starter, drew, set, and gestured for Poo to go.
Poo was silent. First he drew. Then he discarded Sinister Serpent to pay Spirit Fixation Armor's cost. Then it popped back out of the graveyard "slot". Poo then summoned the rabbit, and equipped it with the card he drew: Axe of Despair. He then had the rabbit attack.
"Game, set, match," said Poo, in a cool manner. "Hand over the mask."
"HOW!" screamed Tim. "THAT'S NOT POSSIBLE! IT CAN'T BE! YOU MUST'VE CHEATED! YEAH! THAT'S IT! YOU CHEATED! YOU DON'T DESERVE THE PRIZE!"
Then a whistle was blown.
"What seems to be the trouble?" said a voice. A short kid with a whistle strung around his neck walked forward.
"THIS KID CHEATED!" shouted Tim.
"Wait," said Poo. "Aren't you Kaiba's little brother, Mokuba? Well, anyway, I didn't cheat. He's just a sore loser who relied on a cheesy combo and Exodia. And he refuses to give me his Mask of Restrict."
"May I please have your Mask of Restrict?" asked Mokuba.
"Yes, sir," said Tim. "Just don't tell your brother. I don't want to be kicked out of the tournament. And I'll give you the locator card."
Tim handed Mokuba the Mask of Restrict and the locator card. Then Mokuba handed the Mask of Restrict card and the locator card to Poo.
"Congratulations!" said Mokuba. "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to check on Espa Roba. There's something suspicious about him."
And with that, Mokuba ran off.
Poo felt a kind of smugness from winning that duel. Almost like he got revenge on that kid in the Onett card shop.
And while he would rather meditate than seek vengeance, it felt good.
