PP: You review, I write.
YPP: You baka! You don't even know how many reviews there are! You're completing this first and THEN putting it on ff.net, remember? So it doesn't matter whether you get reviews or not because you're not letting them read it!
PP: Oh yeah...
YPP: *sighs*
PP: But anyways, review and I'll get the chapters out sooner.
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It's A Chibi's Life
By Phire Phoenix
Chapter Two
Kaiba: So...You free tonight?
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Kaiba
God, I don't even know why I came. I have a company to run. Real magic, hah! This Dumbledore personality is no more than some old doddering fool waving a stick. Although I must say, that the 'magic' that we encountered in the corridors seemed pretty convincing. I shall have to investigate this one of these days. If they were using some sort of illusion, then it'd be great for Kaiba Corp. I sighed. We'll be staying here for a year. A whole year!!! The lengths I go to, to make Mokuba happy. It might not even be so bad if the Yugi and the rest of his little friends weren't here. And Isis, too, with her millennium item and all that junk. And that old fool in robes.
Ok, so I accept that Millennium Items have magic. I've seen enough proof to convince an idiot, not to mention I have the highest tested IQ in Asia. And I admit I did not enjoy the time Bakura sent me to the shadow realm because I refused to tell him the secret of my company's technology. That time, Yami came in handy, and got me back. I would've killed that Tomb Robber if it weren't for the Ring in his hand, and Ryou holding me back begging for forgiveness.
But Egypt is an ancient land full of mysteries and surprises. Just look at the pyramids! I can't even fathom how they built it, without any fancy machines and such. I don't believe in the outer-space alien crackpot, but ever since I was introduced to the Millennium items, I've been more inclined to believe that these are the causes. But England isn't exactly the place you would find a 'Magic Institute' Mokuba made me come because apparently he's read some books about this place. I really must keep a closer eye on the books he wants to buy.
I've got a rather trusty and competent boy filling in for me. I saved his life, so he won't betray me. Besides, I've installed cameras in every room, and have them wired to my laptop, which is programmed to detect breaches. I already explained the situation to the teachers here, meaning I told them I wouldn't come if I weren't allowed to bring my laptop.
I don't even know why they want me here. I don't even know why they want Tea, Joey or Tristan or Mokuba here. We don't even have Millennium Items! Yugi seems to think it's for moral support. But Miss Friendship, Mr. Puppy, and Mr. I-have-no-life-worth-talking-about are here, isn't that like...minus three moral points? I mean, there's no reason for us to be here. Isis has the Millennium Necklace, Malik (And here, I shuddered involuntarily) the Rod, Yugi the puzzle, Bakura the ring, Shadi the Key and Pegasus the Eye...speaking of Pegasus...
I can't believe I'm forced to cooperate with Enemy Number One, the person who stole both my and Mokuba's soul, the person who loved to torture people!!! At least he doesn't have his Eye anymore. Bakura showed it to me after we decided to get together and get rid of Pegasus once we reach this place. Hoggarts, I think, they call it. Some pathetic name. At least the accommodation is fairly decent.
We've been given quite a few rooms. Dumbledore apparently believes the stuff with the Yamis. I don't know why he's so trusting. But I just CAN'T get mad at him for some reason. I hope I'm not going soft. Not now. Not when the rest of the school looks like they've been dipped in a reactor core of a nuclear submarine for a couple of minutes and come out for the worse of it. None of them looked near sensible...Except for one of the prefects. Hermione, I believe her name was. She looked pretty cute, decent, and smart. I hope she's in the Ancient Studies Class.
ARGH! What am I talking about! I'm actually getting attached to this place! Dammit!
The 'gang' as they call themselves and we have decided how the ancient studies class should work. These, uh, specially selected kids will be introduced to the Yamis as soon as they. They claim to know magic, and they are 'special' so they should accept it without question.
I sighed again and looked around the room. There were two canopy beds, one at each end of the room, both carved out of mahogany, excruciatingly beautiful, and, so it seemed, expensive. There were two nightstands, one beside each bed, both, once again, very stunning. There were two worktables, looking for all I know like some 19th century stationary table. And in fact, that's what I found in the drawer. But there's some sort of strange box in my side of the room, along with a letter saying that if I needed to recharge the battery, I was to go to an ugly gargoyle on the fourth floor and wave the box in front of his eyes. I had shrugged at that. I brought solar rechargers. After all, I'm not the smartest kid in Asia for nothing.
The other people had the same things in their rooms, except for the box; it did make me feel good that I received special treatment. Yami and Yugi shared one, Tea and Isis shared one (My heart goes out to Isis, who, although a bit eccentric, is quite nice. It was nice knowing her), Joey and Tristan shared one, and I must say, I actually feel sorry for the puppy. Malik and Marik shared one, Ryou and Bakura shared one Mokuba and I shared one, obviously, and Shadi gets one all to himself. I had protested at that, but it seemed that Dumbledore knew Shadi from somewhere before. I wonder where.
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"The specially selected students are: Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Blaise Zabini, Ronald Weasley, Cho Chang, Ernie Macmillan, Hannah Abbott and Rodger Davis." Dumbledore announced today. Good, that means that Hermione girl will be with us. I wasn't sure about any of the other people, especially Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley. They, well, Ron, at least, didn't seem very friendly. Harry seemed ok, someone Yugi would hang out with, most probably. Freaky hair, stupid powers...
Just today, at recess, we had a run-in with what the people wearing green badges on their robes called the Dream Team. I think those people are called Slytherins. They're led by one Draco Malfoy, and I like that guy even less than I like Yugi. He kept mumbling on about something to do with Muggles, bloodlines, and Egyptian magic, whatever that has to do with anything.
But anyway, we were in the courtyard. The Dream Team was discussing what sort of things would be taught in Ancient Studies. Well, at least, Hermione was. Harry was nodding and Ron was flinging snow in every direction. Pathetic. When they saw us, Hermione stood up abruptly, and I thought I saw her blush. But that redhead wasn't nearly as respecting, although Scarhead did his best to contain the guy.
Yugi, being the annoying little optimist that he is, immediately started introducing everyone, depicting a brief family history, ending with himself. Three Yamis flashed temporarily and the Dream Team gasped. Then the guy named Harry told us about them. My foot. Apparently he saved the world from some evil dude named Voldemort whom everyone calls You-Know-Who. I'm not sure I believe him, but I'm going to have a hell of a lot of fun yelling 'VOLDEMORT' at the top of my lungs whenever there's a crowd nearby. But my daydream was shattered as a rude voice interrupted.
"Egyptian Magic...Hah!" Ron scoffed, rolling his eyes at Yugi. Hermione slapped him on the arm.
"Be nice!!!" She berated, looking at me adoringly. Only sixteen, and he already owns a multimillion company. What a genius! Those words were plain in her eyes. I smirked. If I wanted this girl to be my girlfriend, I could have her, no sweat. But Mr. Carrots seemed just a bit jealous of the way she kept flinging looks my way. Haha. Too bad for you if your 'girl' realized she could have a lot more that he was worth.
I think I could get used to this place, Hogwarts.
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PP: Well??? Well??? Did you like it???
YPP: *flips hair* Darling, don't worry about other people's opinions. You just have to be content with yourself.
PP: Wow, that's pretty deep.
YPP: Thanks. I saw it in a movie once.
PP: Anyways, thanks for reading, please review, constructive criticism appreciated and extremely welcome, no flames, PLEASE, and, uh, see you next chapter!
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Who does that little stuck-up think he is? Mr. Multimillionaire? Ok, so he is a multimillionaire, but that doesn't give him any rights to flirting with Hermione!!! I swear, if Harry hadn't been there, a Cruciatus curse would've hit him, right there and then.
Not to mention I'm in this Ancient Studies group. I mean, Mr. Bigshot will probably take this opportunity to mess around with Hermi. I sighed. At least the lessons will only begin in November, since 'They need time to get used to Hogwarts' As Dumbledore puts it.
YPP: You baka! You don't even know how many reviews there are! You're completing this first and THEN putting it on ff.net, remember? So it doesn't matter whether you get reviews or not because you're not letting them read it!
PP: Oh yeah...
YPP: *sighs*
PP: But anyways, review and I'll get the chapters out sooner.
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It's A Chibi's Life
By Phire Phoenix
Chapter Two
Kaiba: So...You free tonight?
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Kaiba
God, I don't even know why I came. I have a company to run. Real magic, hah! This Dumbledore personality is no more than some old doddering fool waving a stick. Although I must say, that the 'magic' that we encountered in the corridors seemed pretty convincing. I shall have to investigate this one of these days. If they were using some sort of illusion, then it'd be great for Kaiba Corp. I sighed. We'll be staying here for a year. A whole year!!! The lengths I go to, to make Mokuba happy. It might not even be so bad if the Yugi and the rest of his little friends weren't here. And Isis, too, with her millennium item and all that junk. And that old fool in robes.
Ok, so I accept that Millennium Items have magic. I've seen enough proof to convince an idiot, not to mention I have the highest tested IQ in Asia. And I admit I did not enjoy the time Bakura sent me to the shadow realm because I refused to tell him the secret of my company's technology. That time, Yami came in handy, and got me back. I would've killed that Tomb Robber if it weren't for the Ring in his hand, and Ryou holding me back begging for forgiveness.
But Egypt is an ancient land full of mysteries and surprises. Just look at the pyramids! I can't even fathom how they built it, without any fancy machines and such. I don't believe in the outer-space alien crackpot, but ever since I was introduced to the Millennium items, I've been more inclined to believe that these are the causes. But England isn't exactly the place you would find a 'Magic Institute' Mokuba made me come because apparently he's read some books about this place. I really must keep a closer eye on the books he wants to buy.
I've got a rather trusty and competent boy filling in for me. I saved his life, so he won't betray me. Besides, I've installed cameras in every room, and have them wired to my laptop, which is programmed to detect breaches. I already explained the situation to the teachers here, meaning I told them I wouldn't come if I weren't allowed to bring my laptop.
I don't even know why they want me here. I don't even know why they want Tea, Joey or Tristan or Mokuba here. We don't even have Millennium Items! Yugi seems to think it's for moral support. But Miss Friendship, Mr. Puppy, and Mr. I-have-no-life-worth-talking-about are here, isn't that like...minus three moral points? I mean, there's no reason for us to be here. Isis has the Millennium Necklace, Malik (And here, I shuddered involuntarily) the Rod, Yugi the puzzle, Bakura the ring, Shadi the Key and Pegasus the Eye...speaking of Pegasus...
I can't believe I'm forced to cooperate with Enemy Number One, the person who stole both my and Mokuba's soul, the person who loved to torture people!!! At least he doesn't have his Eye anymore. Bakura showed it to me after we decided to get together and get rid of Pegasus once we reach this place. Hoggarts, I think, they call it. Some pathetic name. At least the accommodation is fairly decent.
We've been given quite a few rooms. Dumbledore apparently believes the stuff with the Yamis. I don't know why he's so trusting. But I just CAN'T get mad at him for some reason. I hope I'm not going soft. Not now. Not when the rest of the school looks like they've been dipped in a reactor core of a nuclear submarine for a couple of minutes and come out for the worse of it. None of them looked near sensible...Except for one of the prefects. Hermione, I believe her name was. She looked pretty cute, decent, and smart. I hope she's in the Ancient Studies Class.
ARGH! What am I talking about! I'm actually getting attached to this place! Dammit!
The 'gang' as they call themselves and we have decided how the ancient studies class should work. These, uh, specially selected kids will be introduced to the Yamis as soon as they. They claim to know magic, and they are 'special' so they should accept it without question.
I sighed again and looked around the room. There were two canopy beds, one at each end of the room, both carved out of mahogany, excruciatingly beautiful, and, so it seemed, expensive. There were two nightstands, one beside each bed, both, once again, very stunning. There were two worktables, looking for all I know like some 19th century stationary table. And in fact, that's what I found in the drawer. But there's some sort of strange box in my side of the room, along with a letter saying that if I needed to recharge the battery, I was to go to an ugly gargoyle on the fourth floor and wave the box in front of his eyes. I had shrugged at that. I brought solar rechargers. After all, I'm not the smartest kid in Asia for nothing.
The other people had the same things in their rooms, except for the box; it did make me feel good that I received special treatment. Yami and Yugi shared one, Tea and Isis shared one (My heart goes out to Isis, who, although a bit eccentric, is quite nice. It was nice knowing her), Joey and Tristan shared one, and I must say, I actually feel sorry for the puppy. Malik and Marik shared one, Ryou and Bakura shared one Mokuba and I shared one, obviously, and Shadi gets one all to himself. I had protested at that, but it seemed that Dumbledore knew Shadi from somewhere before. I wonder where.
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"The specially selected students are: Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Blaise Zabini, Ronald Weasley, Cho Chang, Ernie Macmillan, Hannah Abbott and Rodger Davis." Dumbledore announced today. Good, that means that Hermione girl will be with us. I wasn't sure about any of the other people, especially Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley. They, well, Ron, at least, didn't seem very friendly. Harry seemed ok, someone Yugi would hang out with, most probably. Freaky hair, stupid powers...
Just today, at recess, we had a run-in with what the people wearing green badges on their robes called the Dream Team. I think those people are called Slytherins. They're led by one Draco Malfoy, and I like that guy even less than I like Yugi. He kept mumbling on about something to do with Muggles, bloodlines, and Egyptian magic, whatever that has to do with anything.
But anyway, we were in the courtyard. The Dream Team was discussing what sort of things would be taught in Ancient Studies. Well, at least, Hermione was. Harry was nodding and Ron was flinging snow in every direction. Pathetic. When they saw us, Hermione stood up abruptly, and I thought I saw her blush. But that redhead wasn't nearly as respecting, although Scarhead did his best to contain the guy.
Yugi, being the annoying little optimist that he is, immediately started introducing everyone, depicting a brief family history, ending with himself. Three Yamis flashed temporarily and the Dream Team gasped. Then the guy named Harry told us about them. My foot. Apparently he saved the world from some evil dude named Voldemort whom everyone calls You-Know-Who. I'm not sure I believe him, but I'm going to have a hell of a lot of fun yelling 'VOLDEMORT' at the top of my lungs whenever there's a crowd nearby. But my daydream was shattered as a rude voice interrupted.
"Egyptian Magic...Hah!" Ron scoffed, rolling his eyes at Yugi. Hermione slapped him on the arm.
"Be nice!!!" She berated, looking at me adoringly. Only sixteen, and he already owns a multimillion company. What a genius! Those words were plain in her eyes. I smirked. If I wanted this girl to be my girlfriend, I could have her, no sweat. But Mr. Carrots seemed just a bit jealous of the way she kept flinging looks my way. Haha. Too bad for you if your 'girl' realized she could have a lot more that he was worth.
I think I could get used to this place, Hogwarts.
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PP: Well??? Well??? Did you like it???
YPP: *flips hair* Darling, don't worry about other people's opinions. You just have to be content with yourself.
PP: Wow, that's pretty deep.
YPP: Thanks. I saw it in a movie once.
PP: Anyways, thanks for reading, please review, constructive criticism appreciated and extremely welcome, no flames, PLEASE, and, uh, see you next chapter!
**Stay tuned, for exciting new scenes from the next chapter of It's A Chibi's Life!!! **
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Who does that little stuck-up think he is? Mr. Multimillionaire? Ok, so he is a multimillionaire, but that doesn't give him any rights to flirting with Hermione!!! I swear, if Harry hadn't been there, a Cruciatus curse would've hit him, right there and then.
Not to mention I'm in this Ancient Studies group. I mean, Mr. Bigshot will probably take this opportunity to mess around with Hermi. I sighed. At least the lessons will only begin in November, since 'They need time to get used to Hogwarts' As Dumbledore puts it.