Yugi awoke with a jolt. Quite how he'd fallen asleep with Bakura's constant sniping was beyond him, but he had. As his vision unfuzzed and his brain woke up a few seconds behind him, he became aware of someone cackling maniacally.

Yugi stood up, and felt his jaw drop at what he saw. Bakura was lying in the middle of the floor, rolling around and laughing. He was actually laughing!

Yugi heard a loud voice from the corner, and saw a hunched-up Yami sat there, cursing in ancient Egyptian, wrestling with something in his hands.

"PAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!" Bakura roared, wiping the tears off his cheeks. "Oh, this is p… p… priceless! Hahahahaha!" Yugi felt himself sweatdrop as Bakura continued laughing. "Oh… hahahahahaha! The mighty Pharaoh, ruler of a great nation… hahaha… defeated by a t-t-tin of s-s-s-s… HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!"

Bakura was still rolling around, laughing so hard that he doubled up in pain. Yugi wandered over to Yami, wondering what on earth could tickle the evil Bakura like this.

"…Yami?" Yugi asked hesitantly, unsure of what he should do. His only answer was a further string of Egyptian abuse, followed by a bellow of rage from Yami. Yugi peered round Yami, to see what was in his hand.

Yami had found a tin of Spam, apparently while Yugi was asleep. Not wanting to disturb his aibou, he'd decided to open it himself. Inevitably, he'd run into trouble, as he always did with anything metallic and vaguely modern. (Yugi shuddered in horror as he remembered the incident with the microwave… three months on, and they were still finding bits of shrapnel in the bathroom floor. Not on, but IN.) Yugi decided to offer his assistance.

"No! I WILL do this myself!" Yami bellowed, much to Bakura's amusement. "I am a mighty Pharaoh, I will NOT be humbled by a tin of food, no matter how delicious!" Ryou, who'd been hiding behind a box for the past half an hour, seriously questioned Yami's sanity at this comment. 'How on earth can anyone call Spam delicious?' he wondered. 'What on earth is Yugi feeding him?'

Yugi reached out to grab the can again. "Really Yami, there's no shame in knowing when to admit defeat…" Yami pulled the can away from Yugi, and glared at him. "NO! I will do this myself! ME!"

At this outburst, Bakura - who had managed to stifle his demented laughter into mere giggles - burst out laughing again, rolling around on the floor, nearly knocking Yugi's feet out from under him. "Oh, this is classic!" he gasped, eyes open wide as the delirious delight of laughing till it hurts hit him again. "Oh if only Malik was here… Your face, Yami, your fahahahahahaha!" Bakura curled up so tight he nearly turned into a little ball, gasping as each laugh brought a fresh rack of pain through him, and powerless to stop it. Even Ryou had begun to giggle slightly, Bakura's laughter becoming infectious, and he turned away so that Yugi couldn't see him.

Yugi looked round, and found another tin. "Look Yami, I'll show you how to do it, then you can do yours yourself, yeah?" Yami paused for a moment, and nodded. "Anything to shut that rat-haired tomb-robber up," he muttered.

However, it didn't quite work as Yami and Yugi had hoped. As Yugi slid the key in, Bakura - who had just about stood up and was watching - caught on to what was happening, and howled in sheer delight. "Oh, that's incredible! The almighty Pharaoh has to resort to getting carrot-boy to help with his meals! What next, lessons on how to use cutlery?" At this, Bakura began laughing again, so hard that he staggered away and fell over on top of Ryou. Ryou couldn't contain himself any longer, and he too began to howl with laughter. Both the Bakuras sat\laid in a heap on the floor, clutching onto eachother and laughing till their faces were shining with the tears and their ribs hurt so much they were sure they'd never be able to stand properly again.

Yugi stood and stared at the pair for a moment. "So anyway…" he said, a pained tone to his voice, "Here's how you do it."

Yugi slid the key in, made sure it had locked in place, and peeled the lid back, explaining each step carefully to Yami, making sure he followed it. Yami nodded, and slipped the key in. As he heard it click into place, he smiled. As the lid began peeling back, he positively beamed.

"See Bakura? I can do it! In your face, Baka!" At this Bakura looked quite crestfallen, disappointed that his fun should be ruined. The room fell silent, save for the grating as of metal as Yami gently eased the lid off.

"That's right Yami, well -" Yugi was cut off by a dull 'pang' that reverberated round the room. Yami held the tin - its lid only a quarter open - in one hand, and the bit of the key that HADN'T stayed attached to it in the other. "It… broke" Yami whispered, dismayed that his success be cut short so quickly. And, of course, that it should give Bakura more reason to -

In his defence, Bakura did try not to laugh. He failed miserably, but even he briefly felt pity for Yami. Briefly.

Ryou snorted as he tried not to laugh, and that was it. Bakura started giggling. Ryou started chuckling. Bakura started chuckling a bit louder. And before long, they were both in peals of laughter once more.

"I'm so sorry Yami, really I am!" Ryou cried, wiping tears away from his cheek. "But, you've gotta admit, it is kinda… kin… ki… HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Ryou couldn't help himself. He desperately wanted to stop, he felt so bad for laughing at his friend's misfortune, but he couldn't help himself. It didn't help that he could hear all of Bakura's mocking comments over their mind link either.

Yami glowered at the tin, and Yugi put a hand on his shoulder. "Never mind, that happens to everyone, I must've done it about a hundred times." Yami stared at the tin, then looked mournfully at Yugi. "So how do you make the shame disappear?"

Yugi contemplated this. "Well, to be honest…" he blushed slightly. "I used to just throw a sissy-fit and throw it at the wall. It made me feel so much better though!"

Yami considered this. "Hmmmmm…" He looked over to Bakura.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, oh the Pharaoh got defeated by the tin, even when carrot-boy showed him how to do it! HAHAHAHAHA!"

Yami smiled to himself, and flashed his grin at Yugi. "You know… I think that just might work…" Lining up his shot, he threw the tin at Bakura as hard as he could. It hit him on the forehead with a satisfying 'clang', turns the tomb-robber's howl of laughter into a LOUD cry of pain.

"OW!" Bakura rattled something off in Egyptian at Yami, rubbing his head. A small smile crossed Yami's lips. The smile grew into a grin. The grin into a beam. And before long, it was Yami's turn to laugh, so hard that he felt off the crate… inadvertently taking Yugi with him.

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Oh, the joys of Spam... and vengeance! ^_^ Review please, and let me know if you think I'm slipping!