*Shopping...fun! ^.^*
Bakura: So....what exactly do we look for?
Malik: Food, you moron!
Bakura: I said, what EXACTLY do we look for, you moron! *death glares are exchanged between the two*
Yami: Quit squabbling! We just look for food....and other things that seem interesting...like those ladies over there...*points at two ladies who are reading the labels on soup cans and comparing the health labels and prices*
Bakura: O.O...We have to do THAT?
Yami: Yes. Now let's go. We'll all split up and meet back here after.
*the three split up and head to different areas of the grocery store*
Malik: *ventures down the cereal isle*....Yeah...hmm? *picks up a box of Lucky Charms* O.O....I wonder how many poor men they cut up to fill this box...(put your mind in the gutter, people!)
*a little kid comes running crying down the isle and clings to Malik's leg*
kid: Mommy mommy!!
Malik: O.o''..... HELP!!! I'm being attacked by....um....a thing!!!!
kid: *looks up at Malik* O.O!....*Starts shrieking* YOU'RE NOT MY MOMMY!!!! I WANT MY MOMMY!! LEAVE ME ALONE SCARY MAN!! *People start staring at them*
Malik: _ YOU LITTLE BRAT! Of course I'm not your mother, foolish child!! *the kid's mother comes running down the isle*
mother: You stay away from my child, you horrid man!
Malik: EXCUSE me?! I didn't do anything to that..that THING! *the mother hits Malik with her purse*
mother: Go away!! Leave us alone!
Malik: I didn't-*SMACK! The woman hits him again* OWWW! STOP IT! *runs away*
Bakura: *finds a six-pack of coke*...Coke.....hmmm...*looks to the right of the coke.*.....Diet Coke....*to the right of the diet coke*....Vanilla Coke.....*to the right of the vanilla coke*...Cherry Coke??? O.O...Interesting....*sees a bottle of ketchup*...Hmmm...maybe we could use this. *looks beside the ketchup to see catsup*...Hmmm...Ketchup...Catsup....Ketchup....Catsup....'!!'O.O''...ARRRGHH!! What's the difference!! *Store working people look at Bakura. Bakura glares at them* You people are despicable!! *Runs away with the ketchup and catsup bottles in his hands. He runs right into Malik*
Malik: ACK! Watch where you're going, you filthy hoodlum!
Bakura: I say the exact same thing to you!
Malik: *Looks at the bottles in Bakura's hands* What are those?
Bakura: These people are crazy!! Look!! *holds up the bottles* Ketchup...Catsup!! KETCHUP.....CATSUP!!! WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE?!?!?!?! (No really, what IS the difference??!? My parents won't tell me, so I hope it's nothing bad)
Malik: Exactly, these people are crazy. Look at THIS. *holds up a jar of mayonnaise* Mayo, they call it. That does NOT look like "mayo" to me! What kind of economy are these fools running? They better hope that a sick little kid doesn't get a hold of this stuff! (put your mind in the gutter to understand it. If it's in the gutter and you still don't understand...look at a jar of mayo and ask yourself what it looks like...you get it now, don't you?)
Bakura: Uggghhh...that is repulsive....
*Yami walks past one of those funky gumball machines that plays music and keep telling you to put in ,"25 cents"*
machine: 25 cents!
Yami: *Jumps* ACK!! *Turns to the machine*...W-what do you want from me?...Speak now!! What is it that you want?
machine: 25 cents!
Yami: 25 cents?? What's that?
machine: 25 cents!
Yami: Stop it! Tell me what this 25 cents is!
machine: 25 cents!
Yami: SILENCE!
machine: 25 cents!
Yami: S-silence!! *starts quivering*
machine: 25 cents!
Yami: Stop!! *is scared* Help!!! Help me!!!! *turns back to the machine* Please....don't hurt me...
machine: 25 cents!
Yami: HELP!! HELP ME!! OH, RA! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!!!!!!! *Bakura and Malik hear Yami screaming and come running to him*
Malik: What are you doing?
Yami: I think it's a terrorist! *points at the machine*
machine: 25 cents! *Bakura and Malik jump*
Bakura: What is it after?
Yami: I don't know.....I don't know!!! And I can't move...I don't know if it'll hurt me either....
machine: 25 cents!
Yami: *starts screaming*
Bakura: *turns to the machine* WHAT is a "25 cents", anyway?!
Malik: It appears to be what the peculiar object is after.
Bakura: I see that......*back to the machine* State your business with the crazy-ass pharoah!
machine: 25 cents!
Bakura: *starts shaking the machine* WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!?!
Malik: Maybe it too is after the millenium items, Bakura.
machine: 25 cents!
Malik: O.O.... ARE YOU MOCKING ME?!?
machine: 25 cents!
Malik: Oh, I DON'T THINK SO! NOT ONLY AM I KEEPING MY MILLENIUM ROD, BUT I'M TAKING THE MILLENIUM ITEM THAT YOU POSSESS ALSO!!!...Now what is it?
machine: 25 cents!
Bakura: Your millenium item is 25 cents?
machine: 25 cents!
Yami: Impossible!!! There are only 7 millenium items!...Unless you include Kaira-chan's millenium katana...but other than that, there are only 7!
Bakura: And there are three here right now....maybe four..*turns to the machine and starts kicking it* HAND IT OVER!
Malik: I don't think so you white-haired weirdo! I'M going to get it!!!! *starts to beat up the machine also. Gumballs spill all over the floor*
Bakura: *After they have both brutalized the machine* So where is it? This "25 cents"??
Malik: Hmmm..it was probably a set-up.
Yami: *picks up a gumball* Maybe is this a 25 cents?
Malik: O.O....You know...it COULD be!
Bakura: You mean...there isn't a millenium item hiding somewhere in this building?
Yami: I guess not...just these...
Bakura: We did all that just for some colourful BALLS?! *People give Bakura weird looks. Bakura growls at the people* What are YOU looking at?!
*So they finally finish shopping...and now their only problem is...where do they get money?*
Malik: So....apparently we can't leave until we...pay for this stuff....I guess....
Bakura: Why don't we just steal it?
Yami: I'm not stealing anything!
Malik: (To Yami) Well, do YOU happen to have any of their odd currency to PAY for it all?!
Yami: Ha! I'm the pharoah, I don't need to pay.
Malik: Try to tell that to them, the landlord even laughed at you when you said you didn't need to pay him!
Yami: Yeah, well..uh...um....
Bakura: I STILL say we steal it.
Yami: Hey, I've got an idea. How about we just walk right out of the building with the food? I mean, who's going to notice?
Malik: Good idea.
Bakura: *shrugs* Well, technically it IS stealing. *They go to leave the store. Security starts to chase after them*
Security guard 1: HEY! GET BACK HERE! *Malik, Bakura and Yami stop*
SG2: Where do you guys think you're going with that?
Bakura: Well...umm...*looks at Malik*
Malik: We uh....yeahhhh.....*looks at Yami*
Yami: Well...uh...you see, guards...we um...uh....*points behind Malik and Bakura* Bakura! Malik! Quick, look over there!
Malik and Bakura: What? *They both look the other direction*
Yami: *turns back to the security guards* RUN!! *The security guards run away stupidly*....Phhht...idiots..
Bakura: So....what exactly do we look for?
Malik: Food, you moron!
Bakura: I said, what EXACTLY do we look for, you moron! *death glares are exchanged between the two*
Yami: Quit squabbling! We just look for food....and other things that seem interesting...like those ladies over there...*points at two ladies who are reading the labels on soup cans and comparing the health labels and prices*
Bakura: O.O...We have to do THAT?
Yami: Yes. Now let's go. We'll all split up and meet back here after.
*the three split up and head to different areas of the grocery store*
Malik: *ventures down the cereal isle*....Yeah...hmm? *picks up a box of Lucky Charms* O.O....I wonder how many poor men they cut up to fill this box...(put your mind in the gutter, people!)
*a little kid comes running crying down the isle and clings to Malik's leg*
kid: Mommy mommy!!
Malik: O.o''..... HELP!!! I'm being attacked by....um....a thing!!!!
kid: *looks up at Malik* O.O!....*Starts shrieking* YOU'RE NOT MY MOMMY!!!! I WANT MY MOMMY!! LEAVE ME ALONE SCARY MAN!! *People start staring at them*
Malik: _ YOU LITTLE BRAT! Of course I'm not your mother, foolish child!! *the kid's mother comes running down the isle*
mother: You stay away from my child, you horrid man!
Malik: EXCUSE me?! I didn't do anything to that..that THING! *the mother hits Malik with her purse*
mother: Go away!! Leave us alone!
Malik: I didn't-*SMACK! The woman hits him again* OWWW! STOP IT! *runs away*
Bakura: *finds a six-pack of coke*...Coke.....hmmm...*looks to the right of the coke.*.....Diet Coke....*to the right of the diet coke*....Vanilla Coke.....*to the right of the vanilla coke*...Cherry Coke??? O.O...Interesting....*sees a bottle of ketchup*...Hmmm...maybe we could use this. *looks beside the ketchup to see catsup*...Hmmm...Ketchup...Catsup....Ketchup....Catsup....'!!'O.O''...ARRRGHH!! What's the difference!! *Store working people look at Bakura. Bakura glares at them* You people are despicable!! *Runs away with the ketchup and catsup bottles in his hands. He runs right into Malik*
Malik: ACK! Watch where you're going, you filthy hoodlum!
Bakura: I say the exact same thing to you!
Malik: *Looks at the bottles in Bakura's hands* What are those?
Bakura: These people are crazy!! Look!! *holds up the bottles* Ketchup...Catsup!! KETCHUP.....CATSUP!!! WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE?!?!?!?! (No really, what IS the difference??!? My parents won't tell me, so I hope it's nothing bad)
Malik: Exactly, these people are crazy. Look at THIS. *holds up a jar of mayonnaise* Mayo, they call it. That does NOT look like "mayo" to me! What kind of economy are these fools running? They better hope that a sick little kid doesn't get a hold of this stuff! (put your mind in the gutter to understand it. If it's in the gutter and you still don't understand...look at a jar of mayo and ask yourself what it looks like...you get it now, don't you?)
Bakura: Uggghhh...that is repulsive....
*Yami walks past one of those funky gumball machines that plays music and keep telling you to put in ,"25 cents"*
machine: 25 cents!
Yami: *Jumps* ACK!! *Turns to the machine*...W-what do you want from me?...Speak now!! What is it that you want?
machine: 25 cents!
Yami: 25 cents?? What's that?
machine: 25 cents!
Yami: Stop it! Tell me what this 25 cents is!
machine: 25 cents!
Yami: SILENCE!
machine: 25 cents!
Yami: S-silence!! *starts quivering*
machine: 25 cents!
Yami: Stop!! *is scared* Help!!! Help me!!!! *turns back to the machine* Please....don't hurt me...
machine: 25 cents!
Yami: HELP!! HELP ME!! OH, RA! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!!!!!!! *Bakura and Malik hear Yami screaming and come running to him*
Malik: What are you doing?
Yami: I think it's a terrorist! *points at the machine*
machine: 25 cents! *Bakura and Malik jump*
Bakura: What is it after?
Yami: I don't know.....I don't know!!! And I can't move...I don't know if it'll hurt me either....
machine: 25 cents!
Yami: *starts screaming*
Bakura: *turns to the machine* WHAT is a "25 cents", anyway?!
Malik: It appears to be what the peculiar object is after.
Bakura: I see that......*back to the machine* State your business with the crazy-ass pharoah!
machine: 25 cents!
Bakura: *starts shaking the machine* WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!?!
Malik: Maybe it too is after the millenium items, Bakura.
machine: 25 cents!
Malik: O.O.... ARE YOU MOCKING ME?!?
machine: 25 cents!
Malik: Oh, I DON'T THINK SO! NOT ONLY AM I KEEPING MY MILLENIUM ROD, BUT I'M TAKING THE MILLENIUM ITEM THAT YOU POSSESS ALSO!!!...Now what is it?
machine: 25 cents!
Bakura: Your millenium item is 25 cents?
machine: 25 cents!
Yami: Impossible!!! There are only 7 millenium items!...Unless you include Kaira-chan's millenium katana...but other than that, there are only 7!
Bakura: And there are three here right now....maybe four..*turns to the machine and starts kicking it* HAND IT OVER!
Malik: I don't think so you white-haired weirdo! I'M going to get it!!!! *starts to beat up the machine also. Gumballs spill all over the floor*
Bakura: *After they have both brutalized the machine* So where is it? This "25 cents"??
Malik: Hmmm..it was probably a set-up.
Yami: *picks up a gumball* Maybe is this a 25 cents?
Malik: O.O....You know...it COULD be!
Bakura: You mean...there isn't a millenium item hiding somewhere in this building?
Yami: I guess not...just these...
Bakura: We did all that just for some colourful BALLS?! *People give Bakura weird looks. Bakura growls at the people* What are YOU looking at?!
*So they finally finish shopping...and now their only problem is...where do they get money?*
Malik: So....apparently we can't leave until we...pay for this stuff....I guess....
Bakura: Why don't we just steal it?
Yami: I'm not stealing anything!
Malik: (To Yami) Well, do YOU happen to have any of their odd currency to PAY for it all?!
Yami: Ha! I'm the pharoah, I don't need to pay.
Malik: Try to tell that to them, the landlord even laughed at you when you said you didn't need to pay him!
Yami: Yeah, well..uh...um....
Bakura: I STILL say we steal it.
Yami: Hey, I've got an idea. How about we just walk right out of the building with the food? I mean, who's going to notice?
Malik: Good idea.
Bakura: *shrugs* Well, technically it IS stealing. *They go to leave the store. Security starts to chase after them*
Security guard 1: HEY! GET BACK HERE! *Malik, Bakura and Yami stop*
SG2: Where do you guys think you're going with that?
Bakura: Well...umm...*looks at Malik*
Malik: We uh....yeahhhh.....*looks at Yami*
Yami: Well...uh...you see, guards...we um...uh....*points behind Malik and Bakura* Bakura! Malik! Quick, look over there!
Malik and Bakura: What? *They both look the other direction*
Yami: *turns back to the security guards* RUN!! *The security guards run away stupidly*....Phhht...idiots..