" Hey Seto! " a voice rang out, as a spikey haired child ran to catch his brother. The other
was leaving a medicine shop, shoving a wad of cash into his pocket. " Whatcha doing? "
Seto looked down at his little brother They both had mousey ears, although Mokuba still
had thin wiskers on his face. Mice, until they reach a certain age, had wiskers. They fell
off (around fifteen, or was it sixteen?) sooner or later. It could be a considered a sign of
innoccence. He gave a small sigh. " I was selling a few things we didn't need, Mokuba."
Mokuba raised a brow. " Oh. Well, wanna come swimming? I heard the water's nice
today! " He squeeked, smiling broadly. Seto frowned at his brother, and simply shook
his head for a reply. Mokuba sighed, turned, and ran off with a few other of his wiskered
friends. Seto headed along the grassy road, intent on taking a walk. A long walk. The village
od lazy idiots had no place for him, infact, he was completely bewildered they had a shop.
The brunette sighed lightly; why was he cursed with being a mouse? Shaking off the
thoughts, Seto stared at the ground as he strolled. Suddenly a glint (probably of something
shiny) caught his eye. The mouse raised a brow, and kneeled down to see what had
caught his attention. Brushing his hand in the dirt, he unearthed the shining object. It was
tiny, similiar to a marble. Seto gave a frustrated growl, mentally cursing himself for stopping
for such a thing. He stared at the marble-like orb, and saw his blue eyes staring back.
Seto glanced left.
Then he glanced right.
And then he slid the marble into his pocket, before continuing on his trek. After walking for
a long while, he noticed how far from the village he actually was. Seto grunted lightly and
sat himself down. He looked at the river, which water was now moving quickly down the
bank. Everything seemed peaceful and calm, until...
Somebody decided to walk on him. Jumping to his feet immediatly, gritting his teeth, the
mouse looked angerily at the person who decided he was today's carpet. " What. the. Hell."
The evil stepper had turned around to face him. Seto glared.
" Hi. " The man said, blinking innoccently. "I'm looking for something. "
" I hope that your search, " mumbled Seto, annoyied. " Doesn't require you stomping
in my face. "
" Oh no sir, I was only looking for a magic orb. Have you seen it? Its green and shiny.."
" Your talking about this? " Seto replied, irritated, as he held out the marble-object he
found. The man nodded, and held out his hand to take it. Suddenly, though, a bird
smashed right into the unknown mouse. Seto stumbled back lightly, still holding the
orb. The bird, accompanyied by two other birds, had looked at Seto. Seto replied with
a nasty look. " What do you want? " Seto grunted. He wasn't exactly in the mood for
a party.
*Birds, * Seto thought grumpily. * They have no manners...*
" Are you the owner of that? " Said one bird, motioning to the orb. Seto looked at the original
owner, who looked like he was out cold. Hey, why not? He gave a nod. "Well, we're going to
arrest you. I hope you can understand, MOUSE. " The ending words the bird's tone made
Seto's eye twitch. He was suddenly grabbed by two of the birds. Seto growled as he was suddenly
taken ahold of.
" Well, BIRD. " Seto spat, with the same poison-tone that the bird had. " I would like to know what
the FUCK I did before you decide to sweep me away to your fortress. "
" The high complexicity of it would boggle your poor mind. " The bird replied, as he began to
walk. Seto was dragged along by the two other birds, which had a grip on him like a deathlock.
The mouse growled, as he had the orb taken from his grip. It wasn't exactly his anger for the
shiny thing taken away, more anger of being called an idiot in more words. His feet dragged along
the ground. Endless hours of walking consisted. Although a thought surfaced in Seto's mind, if
birds were famous for flying, and they had wings, why did they insist on walking slower then a
turtle? The birds seemed to be dragging him into a forest. Not A forest. THE forest. The forest
where those legends of cats come from... They are only legends, though, so there was nothing really
to fear. As he was dragged into the forest, the birds threw him down after they got a mile or so in.
" Alright, " said one bird, glaring at Seto. " Give us the orb and we'll take you back. "
" Christ. You could of asked that in the first place, " Seto raised his voice at the bird. " I have no business
with this stupid thing, yet you absolutely needed to drag me in this abandoned forest for a threat? "
The birds exchanged looks. In some primitive, look-language, Seto thought they were agreeing on hurting him
And Seto had an uncanny way of being right. Because the birds had immediatly began to bash him upside the
head. It probably would of continued until he was dead (which would take far too long for his standards), but
a Cat had jumped out of nowhere and pinned down one of the birds.
Seto grimaced. All he wanted was to sit by the river and be away from everything, but apparently he was going
on some sort of adventure. Cats are supposed to be legend, although there was one right there. Which wasn't good.
The cat had lavender hair, and rather large, pointed ears. Seto raised a brow. So THIS was a cat. Seto watched,
as all three birds were mercilessly murdered by this cat, whose paws penatrated the skin like a point going through
a piece of tissue paper. Covered in blood, the cat turned around to Kaiba, grinning manically.
" Looks like I've caught m'self a mouse. " The cat smirked, his brown eyes staring at Seto, with a certain level of
furious insanity. " I'll shove you in with the other capture I got..."
*Dammit, * Seto thought to himself. *I should of went swimming with Mokuba.*
was leaving a medicine shop, shoving a wad of cash into his pocket. " Whatcha doing? "
Seto looked down at his little brother They both had mousey ears, although Mokuba still
had thin wiskers on his face. Mice, until they reach a certain age, had wiskers. They fell
off (around fifteen, or was it sixteen?) sooner or later. It could be a considered a sign of
innoccence. He gave a small sigh. " I was selling a few things we didn't need, Mokuba."
Mokuba raised a brow. " Oh. Well, wanna come swimming? I heard the water's nice
today! " He squeeked, smiling broadly. Seto frowned at his brother, and simply shook
his head for a reply. Mokuba sighed, turned, and ran off with a few other of his wiskered
friends. Seto headed along the grassy road, intent on taking a walk. A long walk. The village
od lazy idiots had no place for him, infact, he was completely bewildered they had a shop.
The brunette sighed lightly; why was he cursed with being a mouse? Shaking off the
thoughts, Seto stared at the ground as he strolled. Suddenly a glint (probably of something
shiny) caught his eye. The mouse raised a brow, and kneeled down to see what had
caught his attention. Brushing his hand in the dirt, he unearthed the shining object. It was
tiny, similiar to a marble. Seto gave a frustrated growl, mentally cursing himself for stopping
for such a thing. He stared at the marble-like orb, and saw his blue eyes staring back.
Seto glanced left.
Then he glanced right.
And then he slid the marble into his pocket, before continuing on his trek. After walking for
a long while, he noticed how far from the village he actually was. Seto grunted lightly and
sat himself down. He looked at the river, which water was now moving quickly down the
bank. Everything seemed peaceful and calm, until...
Somebody decided to walk on him. Jumping to his feet immediatly, gritting his teeth, the
mouse looked angerily at the person who decided he was today's carpet. " What. the. Hell."
The evil stepper had turned around to face him. Seto glared.
" Hi. " The man said, blinking innoccently. "I'm looking for something. "
" I hope that your search, " mumbled Seto, annoyied. " Doesn't require you stomping
in my face. "
" Oh no sir, I was only looking for a magic orb. Have you seen it? Its green and shiny.."
" Your talking about this? " Seto replied, irritated, as he held out the marble-object he
found. The man nodded, and held out his hand to take it. Suddenly, though, a bird
smashed right into the unknown mouse. Seto stumbled back lightly, still holding the
orb. The bird, accompanyied by two other birds, had looked at Seto. Seto replied with
a nasty look. " What do you want? " Seto grunted. He wasn't exactly in the mood for
a party.
*Birds, * Seto thought grumpily. * They have no manners...*
" Are you the owner of that? " Said one bird, motioning to the orb. Seto looked at the original
owner, who looked like he was out cold. Hey, why not? He gave a nod. "Well, we're going to
arrest you. I hope you can understand, MOUSE. " The ending words the bird's tone made
Seto's eye twitch. He was suddenly grabbed by two of the birds. Seto growled as he was suddenly
taken ahold of.
" Well, BIRD. " Seto spat, with the same poison-tone that the bird had. " I would like to know what
the FUCK I did before you decide to sweep me away to your fortress. "
" The high complexicity of it would boggle your poor mind. " The bird replied, as he began to
walk. Seto was dragged along by the two other birds, which had a grip on him like a deathlock.
The mouse growled, as he had the orb taken from his grip. It wasn't exactly his anger for the
shiny thing taken away, more anger of being called an idiot in more words. His feet dragged along
the ground. Endless hours of walking consisted. Although a thought surfaced in Seto's mind, if
birds were famous for flying, and they had wings, why did they insist on walking slower then a
turtle? The birds seemed to be dragging him into a forest. Not A forest. THE forest. The forest
where those legends of cats come from... They are only legends, though, so there was nothing really
to fear. As he was dragged into the forest, the birds threw him down after they got a mile or so in.
" Alright, " said one bird, glaring at Seto. " Give us the orb and we'll take you back. "
" Christ. You could of asked that in the first place, " Seto raised his voice at the bird. " I have no business
with this stupid thing, yet you absolutely needed to drag me in this abandoned forest for a threat? "
The birds exchanged looks. In some primitive, look-language, Seto thought they were agreeing on hurting him
And Seto had an uncanny way of being right. Because the birds had immediatly began to bash him upside the
head. It probably would of continued until he was dead (which would take far too long for his standards), but
a Cat had jumped out of nowhere and pinned down one of the birds.
Seto grimaced. All he wanted was to sit by the river and be away from everything, but apparently he was going
on some sort of adventure. Cats are supposed to be legend, although there was one right there. Which wasn't good.
The cat had lavender hair, and rather large, pointed ears. Seto raised a brow. So THIS was a cat. Seto watched,
as all three birds were mercilessly murdered by this cat, whose paws penatrated the skin like a point going through
a piece of tissue paper. Covered in blood, the cat turned around to Kaiba, grinning manically.
" Looks like I've caught m'self a mouse. " The cat smirked, his brown eyes staring at Seto, with a certain level of
furious insanity. " I'll shove you in with the other capture I got..."
*Dammit, * Seto thought to himself. *I should of went swimming with Mokuba.*
