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MoonStar: I am sooo sorry for all of those who have been waiting for a new chapter of this fanfic. Sorry for not updating it, but school ha been driving me crazy for the past week (stupid AP Bio Outline!!!). My friend has been bothering me to continue, so I have created the next chapter for you to enjoy.
I hope that you like the new chapter because I have gotten a bad case of the writer's block. If you have any good ideas, please help me out by adding it in a review. I would very much appreciate it.
This chapter only takes place in Japan, and I'll add another chapter in Egypt later. Now on to the story...
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Japan
"Wake up, your honor."
Joey found out how much he was lucky for never causing Seto to get mad before. Though it could have been that the Seto from ancient Egypt doesn't have as much tolerance as the one they knew. Anyway, late at night, Joey wanted to find out if Seto was only pulling a joke, causing more problems than his curiosity could justify.
~Flashback~
It was ten o'clock at night and the normal snores from Joey's room were not present. Tristan, who was in the room right next door, noticed the sudden change.
"Joey?" Tristan said through the door.
Joey looked up from the thirty-fourth position he had gotten himself into that night. "Yeah? Tristan, is that you?"
"Yes."
"Come in then, you don't have to talk to me from outside."
Tristan walked in the room to find Joey halfway off the bed, organizing his duel monster's deck into fifty different combinations (all of which were the same as usual).
"Weird for you to be like that," Tristan said trying to remain, laugh free.
"Well, I couldn't sleep."
"What's bothering you?"
"Do you have the feeling that Seto is only pulling a joke on us?" Tristan just looked at Joey confused. "You know, that he really didn't travel back in time."
"Are you crazy? Why would Seto want to pull a joke on people? He isn't exactly the type of person who would want to do something like that."
"That is only what he wants us to think."
"Fine, what do you want to do?"
The two boys spent the next fifteen minutes discussing different plans to try to get Seto to confess. Most of the plans were so farfetched that it would be impossible to get done; even with all of the money in the world (it had something with real UFO's in it).
Finally, they came up with a plan that is possible to happen and that they agreed on. Opening the door, very silently, Joey and Tristan walked in with a large bucket of ice cold water.
"What are you doing here?"
Tristan and Joey stopped dead in their tracks. It seemed as if Seto knew that they were going to play a trick on him.
"Oh Seto," Joey said puzzled, "we were... um... Tristan, what were we doing?"
"What? Oh... um... we were..." Tristan didn't know what to say but then he got a great idea, "Oh yeah, it seemed as if all of this confusion had caused us to forget that we were on our way to kitchen. We must have taken a wrong turn.
Tristan had it in the bag... until...
"Yeah, we should get going." Joey turned, but his feet became caught on the rug and tripped. The bucket of ice cold water flew out of his hands and hit Seto's turned head. All of the water that filled the bucket fell on Seto's head.
"What?" The High Priest scream.
"Why did you do that?" Tristan yelled; though it wasn't close the outburst that Seto had.
The rest of the day was filled with Tristan and Joey's screams while Seto ran after them with his briefcase. Everyone knew that a regular briefcase couldn't hurt people, but since it was made of metal, it was so heavy that it could easily knock someone out.
Finally, after Joey and Tristan had been running around the house for thirty minutes, they were so tired that they just had to rest. Seto took this time to take the bucket of water that Tristan was caring, and threw it on the two cramping teens.
"Next time, don't even think about it. And anyway, don't call me Seto you weak-minded lowlifes, show some respect. It's High Priest to you, unless you wish to anger me again."
~End of Flashback~
Joey still had shivers run down his back when he remembered those thirty minutes of terror. Even though Joey didn't want to act like a servant, he didn't want to anger the High Priest and did exactly what he was told. 'Why can't the real Seto come back? I would have rather dealt with the dog comments than this torture.'
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Once everyone had finished getting ready for school, the gang started down the street in Seto's limo. It was one of those days that could only get worst, and since it was the High Priest that was going to school and not Seto, that is how the day would continue as.
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MoonStar: Okay, that was longer than I thought it was going to be, but I hope you liked it. Again, I am having an author's worst fear, writer's block, and am asking for your help. Please review and add any ideas that you have.
Thank you,
MoonStar
MoonStar: I am sooo sorry for all of those who have been waiting for a new chapter of this fanfic. Sorry for not updating it, but school ha been driving me crazy for the past week (stupid AP Bio Outline!!!). My friend has been bothering me to continue, so I have created the next chapter for you to enjoy.
I hope that you like the new chapter because I have gotten a bad case of the writer's block. If you have any good ideas, please help me out by adding it in a review. I would very much appreciate it.
This chapter only takes place in Japan, and I'll add another chapter in Egypt later. Now on to the story...
* * * * *
Japan
"Wake up, your honor."
Joey found out how much he was lucky for never causing Seto to get mad before. Though it could have been that the Seto from ancient Egypt doesn't have as much tolerance as the one they knew. Anyway, late at night, Joey wanted to find out if Seto was only pulling a joke, causing more problems than his curiosity could justify.
~Flashback~
It was ten o'clock at night and the normal snores from Joey's room were not present. Tristan, who was in the room right next door, noticed the sudden change.
"Joey?" Tristan said through the door.
Joey looked up from the thirty-fourth position he had gotten himself into that night. "Yeah? Tristan, is that you?"
"Yes."
"Come in then, you don't have to talk to me from outside."
Tristan walked in the room to find Joey halfway off the bed, organizing his duel monster's deck into fifty different combinations (all of which were the same as usual).
"Weird for you to be like that," Tristan said trying to remain, laugh free.
"Well, I couldn't sleep."
"What's bothering you?"
"Do you have the feeling that Seto is only pulling a joke on us?" Tristan just looked at Joey confused. "You know, that he really didn't travel back in time."
"Are you crazy? Why would Seto want to pull a joke on people? He isn't exactly the type of person who would want to do something like that."
"That is only what he wants us to think."
"Fine, what do you want to do?"
The two boys spent the next fifteen minutes discussing different plans to try to get Seto to confess. Most of the plans were so farfetched that it would be impossible to get done; even with all of the money in the world (it had something with real UFO's in it).
Finally, they came up with a plan that is possible to happen and that they agreed on. Opening the door, very silently, Joey and Tristan walked in with a large bucket of ice cold water.
"What are you doing here?"
Tristan and Joey stopped dead in their tracks. It seemed as if Seto knew that they were going to play a trick on him.
"Oh Seto," Joey said puzzled, "we were... um... Tristan, what were we doing?"
"What? Oh... um... we were..." Tristan didn't know what to say but then he got a great idea, "Oh yeah, it seemed as if all of this confusion had caused us to forget that we were on our way to kitchen. We must have taken a wrong turn.
Tristan had it in the bag... until...
"Yeah, we should get going." Joey turned, but his feet became caught on the rug and tripped. The bucket of ice cold water flew out of his hands and hit Seto's turned head. All of the water that filled the bucket fell on Seto's head.
"What?" The High Priest scream.
"Why did you do that?" Tristan yelled; though it wasn't close the outburst that Seto had.
The rest of the day was filled with Tristan and Joey's screams while Seto ran after them with his briefcase. Everyone knew that a regular briefcase couldn't hurt people, but since it was made of metal, it was so heavy that it could easily knock someone out.
Finally, after Joey and Tristan had been running around the house for thirty minutes, they were so tired that they just had to rest. Seto took this time to take the bucket of water that Tristan was caring, and threw it on the two cramping teens.
"Next time, don't even think about it. And anyway, don't call me Seto you weak-minded lowlifes, show some respect. It's High Priest to you, unless you wish to anger me again."
~End of Flashback~
Joey still had shivers run down his back when he remembered those thirty minutes of terror. Even though Joey didn't want to act like a servant, he didn't want to anger the High Priest and did exactly what he was told. 'Why can't the real Seto come back? I would have rather dealt with the dog comments than this torture.'
* * * * *
Once everyone had finished getting ready for school, the gang started down the street in Seto's limo. It was one of those days that could only get worst, and since it was the High Priest that was going to school and not Seto, that is how the day would continue as.
* * * * *
MoonStar: Okay, that was longer than I thought it was going to be, but I hope you liked it. Again, I am having an author's worst fear, writer's block, and am asking for your help. Please review and add any ideas that you have.
Thank you,
MoonStar