Well, my faithful reviewers, here it is... the end of the story. Now now, don't all cry at once...
I've really enjoyed writing this, and I hope you guys have enjoyed reading it! Thankyou all for reviewing! *plushies and pixie sticks to everyone in sight* And a special thankyou to HXH-YGO-OtAkU for the idea about the rat - I hope I used it as well as you imagined it! ^_^
I have decided to end now because I've had a wonderful inspiration for what I think will probably be the best story I ever write. Chapter one (and maybe chapter two) is up now, it's called 'The Forbidden Love of a Pharaoh' - it's a yaoi definately written for yaoi lovers such as myself, and will feature angst, romance, comedy, drama, fluff, limes and lemons! It's a Yugi\Yami pairing set in ancient egypt... read the summary at the beginning of the story to see! I promise you'll enjoy it (assuming you're a yaoi fan!)
That said, on with the finale!

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The food fight came to an abrupt halt. The four boys, one way or the other, couldn't believe what they'd just seen.
"Did Ryou just throw a rat at his yami? Is he crazy?"
"Has Ryou just learnt to stand up to that tombrobber no baka?"
"Oh Kami-Sama! Was that a *rat*?! I'm dead!"
Bakura, for the moment, was too blinded by abject terror and outright rage to do anything - even think. The rat had landed on his shoulder, and the flea-ridden, disease-carrying rodent was *scurrying* around his neck, looking for a way back down to the floor.
"Hikari…" Bakura began, physically swallowing his nausea. "If you don't get this vile creature off me right now, I won't even kill you. I'll make you suffer for the rest of your life, then banish you to the shadow realm on your deathbed. Get this… *thing* off me… NOW!"
Ryou rushed over to Bakura, not wanting to make him any madder. Unfortunately, he wasn't fast enough.

Bakura's yell hadn't only frightened Ryou. After all, the rat was sat on his shoulder - and was now as terrified as a rat could be without having a pint-sized heart attack. And rats, like all rodents, have only one instinct when scared - they hide in the closest available hole. Now, guess where that was?
"Ryou… this thing is trying to get in my shirt… Ryou, its nose is in my shirt…" Bakura's voice took on a more desperate tone. "Ryou, it's going in my -"
Bakura cut himself off with a scream. Not a yell, but a hysterical scream. "RYOU!!! THE RAT IS IN MY SHIRT! IT'S *IN* MY SHIRT! GET IT OUT NOW!"

Truly, the scene was a picture Yami wanted to paint. Ryou was trying to calm Bakura down and at the same time frantically apologising and trying to get the rat out. Bakura was jumping up and down, spreading flour everywhere, flapping his arms about and screaming uncontrollably, accidentally punching Ryou in the face more than once. Of course, all the noise and motion wasn't helping the rat at all either.
Needless to say, Yami found the whole thing highly amusing.

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Ryou ducked as a bottle of vodka flew towards him and exploded against the wall. "I said I'm sorry Bakura!" He ducked again as a tin of beans narrowly missed his right ear. "And I did get the rat out!"
Bakura paused briefly, his arm pulled back ready to swing. "I know… that's why I'm killing you and not making you suffer!"
*CRASH* - jar of coffee.
"But yami…" Ryou whined. "I didn't know it was a rat!"
Bakura stared at Ryou incredulously. "Oh yeah, I suppose you're gonna tell me you thought it was a mouldy turnip now, right?"
Ryou stopped in surprise. Only for half a second, but it was enough for Bakura. As a large potato slammed into his chest and sent him staggering backwards, Ryou rued his mistake.
As he bumped into Yugi, causing Yugi to trip over his sack of carrots, Ryou regained his balance, barely in time to duck out of the way of a tin of sweetcorn.

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Yugi felt Yami pulling him up. "Are you ok aibo? That was quite a nasty fall…"
Yugi shook his head a little to regain his senses. "Yeah, I'm ok."
"Thank Ra for that. Come on, let's go save Ryou."
Yugi nodded and climbed to his feet. As he did so, a switch near the floor caught his eye.
"For emergencies only…" he read out loud. Yami took one glance over his shoulder at Bakura. "A murderous yami? I'd say this was an emergency… but what does it do?"
Yugi shrugged - only one way to find out, ne? With that, he pressed the button…
…and nearly shrieked his delighted "Yes!" when he heard the door pop open.

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Bakura and Ryou both froze as they heard Yugi's little cry of joy. They turned as one and saw Yugi stand up with a big grin on his face.
"What?"
"There was a switch - it opened the door!"
"A SWITCH?!" Both Bakuras together.
"How?"
"When?"
"Why didn't you tell us sooner???"
Yami put an arm around Yugi defensively. "He didn't say anything sooner because he didn't know!" he stated with a glare. "If he had, we'd already be out of here!" With that, he turned and led Yugi out, closely followed by the other two.
As they all walked down the aisles, Yami suddenly froze. "What's wrong?" Yugi asked. The reply was one simple word - "Spam" - before Yami turned and ran back to the storeroom.
Yugi's eyes flashed wide. "Wait!"
Yugi sprinted up the aisles as fast as his legs could carry him, and got to his goal just in time to see the door closing. He dived dramatically and managed to slip a couple of fingers round the door in time. With an audible sigh of relief, he panted "Don't wanna go through that again…"

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The mob stood in front of the automatic door. "Well why isn't it working?" Bakura demanded.
Ryou sighed. "They're locked. And this time, there isn't a switch. We're stuck!"
Yami and Yugi looked at eachother and sighed in despair, while Bakura stormed off, spitting fire. Yugi leaned up against a shelf. "Well, here we go a-"
He was interrupted by the splintering of glass. Ryou's face dropped as he realised it came from where Bakura went, and he ran off to investigate. Judging by the horrified wail as he rounded the corner, Bakura had something - or possibly even everything - to do with it. Yami and Yugi glanced at eachother again before setting off to see what had happened.

Bakura was stood beside what remained of a window, a look of utter bliss on his face, while Ryou shrieked and fretted about what was going to happen to them all.
Yami spoke up first. "Thief… what and why?"
Bakura gave Yami a quick glare. "Firstly, I'm not a thief, it's T-o-m-b-r-o-b-b-e-r, and secondly… I didn't want to go through all that again, especially when Ryou realises how much trouble we'll get in for trashing that storeroom…" At this there was a howl of terror and despair from Ryou. "…so I threw a chair through the window so we could get out unnoticed."
However much Yami hated to admit it, there was a certain element of sense in Bakura's plan. Holy Ra, did Yami just call Bakura by his name???
Bakura hopped up onto the windowsill and, before he jumped out, he turned to face the others.

"And next time you go shopping… I'm staying home!"

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~Fin~

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There we go! *sob* It's all over! Please review with an opinion on this chapter and the story as a whole, it was my first humour so I need to know how it went!
Thankyou again for reading, oh faithful subjects, and I hope to see you at my next story!
Oh, and as a final plea, please go read some stories by WingedWolf, Mercedes and Neko-Chan - they're my major sources of inspiration and amazing writers, so please go look, it'll be worthwhile!
And thankyou once again all! Ja mata ne! ^_^