Don't worry folks!  ::whips out a megaphone::  Do not panic, I repeat, stay calm!  Your beloved Seto and Mokuba will appear shortly.  Mokuba's entrance is still a loss to me, but I'll figure it out.  As for Seto, he's got a good one.  Just don't hurt me.  ::puts megaphone away::  Now, I love the goofy Joey as much as the next, and trust me he'll get goofy, but you must be patient.  Let's give him some dignity before we wrestle it away hmm?

Thank you for the information about Bakura; part of me knew it, and part of me said but Bakura's so cute!  I might make Ryou his nickname, or something along that line.  Thank you all again for your reviews, I suck at updates.  More f them will make me a happy author, and happy authors get big egos and write more!

PS: Yeah, I love abusing Joey every so often, head-into-pole-incident.

"Cut!!!" Sierra screamed for the eighth time that hour.  "For the love of God Joey, just say the damn line!"

"I ain't saying it," the blonde brooded crossing his arms.  "Not even Tristan would win a duel that way; it's dumb."

Tapping his pal on the shoulder, Tristan hissed, "I AM standing right here you know."  From outside the sound booth he could hear Lianna giggling from amongst the CG crew.  A lot of the crew and other cast members, when they had nothing to do, would come and listen to the cast members recording their internal monologue.  It had spread across the crew that Yugi, Yami, and Joey were the best to listen to.  Every so often Yami, Tristan, or Joey would start joking around.  "Joey, just say it and get it over with.  We all have stupid voice over lines, and we all have to say them."

"Do you have any idea how dumb some of my lines are Watson?" Yami sighed.  "All of that "heart of the cards" and "friendship" crap?  Every single episode buddy."  The rest of the cast nodded their agreement from within the sound booth.  The only reason Joey was so reluctant about it was because he had gotten a cold the day after they landed and he was not in the mood to say this specific line.

"Say it," Sierra ordered.  Sighing, Joey gave her a nod.  "Alright.  Ready, set, and action!"  There was a moment or two of pause, but finally Joey said.

"Hey, wait a second, what's that smell?"  He glared at Tristan adjusting his headphones.  "I couldn't smell that before, it's coming from Mai's cards!"  As he took a breath to say the next line, he interrupted himself with a loud sneeze.  "Told you I couldn't say it."

"Good enough," Sierra laughed.  "Let's go work on the actual scene.  The duel stage is set up outside and all we have to do is get you guys in it.  Tristan, Tea, and Yugi!  You guys go talk with sound and costume for a moment to check your mikes and where they'd set on costumes.  Be ready in five people!"  Everyone parted ways and left the sound booth except for Joey who burst into another sneezing fit.  "Watson!  Go take some vitamin C or something!"

"I took three this morning!" he shouted back finally getting out of the room.  He thought that having the cold was at its worst when he had to dub his character's thick New York accent.  "Orange flavor my ass," he thought to himself, "those things taste like chalk."

Mai stood beneath the hulk of the dueling arena staring up in fear.  "Do I really have to go all the way up there?" she gulped already feeling her knees shake and quiver.

"Don't worry miss," the construction worker next to her assured.  "This things solid as a rock.  A very, very big rock, but a rock nonetheless.  You'll be fine."  He pat the arena with pride before going to check on something else in the area.  Mai looked about at the forest around her comparing the height of the trees to the arena.  It was nearly as high the treetops and it was starting to make her even more squeamish the more she watched it.

"Ok Valentine!" Sierra cheered clapping her hands with enthusiasm.  "Hop on up there and we'll shoot the duel between you and Joey."  Mai gulped again and looked around in fear.  "Well come on Mai!  Get up there!  Let's go, hustle!"

"Alright," she stuttered gripping onto the handles.  She slowly crawled up to the top and clung to the railings refusing to look anywhere but the floor of the small area.  The others stood at the bottom of the arena watching and getting into their places.  Joey had quickly scrambled to his spot across from her.  He looked up tugging on his Dueling glove and gave her a thumbs up.

"Just relax," he called, "take a few deep breaths!"

"Uh huh," she nodded still uneasy about the idea of having to be up so high.  She sighed as Sierra called out the cues to begin filming.  At first she was doing fairly well, both her and Joey had easily fallen into character and began the duel.  She could play her cards confidently, but every time she'd look down a wave of nausea would hit her.  Mai looked down at one point just as Sierra had directed so she could yell a line at Yugi.  The cameras cut away from her back to Joey, but her gaze was still on the ground.  "Wow," she thought loosing feeling in her feet, "this is really high.  I think I – I think I – wow this is high…"

She could vaguely hear Tristan shout up, "So are you going to insult Joey, Mai?  Mai?  Guys I don't think Mai's paying attention anymore!"

The next thing she knew, a pair of set workers and green screen monster stand in were holding her up.  "Miss Valentine?" someone asked.  "Are you alright?"

"Ok!" Sierra shouted a bit dejected.  "Get Rex in here!  Since Mai's fainted again we'll have to shoot something else.  Stay up there Joey."

"This has happened before?" Yami asked.

"Once on the boat," Sierra shrugged.  "She took one look off the edge of the boat and was out like a light.  Apparently the swirling waters about thirty feet below were unsettling to her."  Yami nodded trying to act like that wouldn't bother him either, but the second he turned away he had to picture something else, shaking his head.

Tristan had joined Joey up on his platform and was patting his friend on the back.  "Don't worry pal, I'm sure that there's nothing out here you're allergic to.  I mean, you're not allergic to anything!  Right?"

"I'm starting to doubt that," the blonde grumbled bursting into another fit of sneezes.  Tea tossed him a box of tissues, which he hid inside a spare shelf on his dueling platform.  "Stupid confined spaces."

"That's right, blame it all on the lovely people of the Air Service," Tristan smiled sincerely.  "For surely the first class/coach seating that gave us more leg room than an elephant would need must be to blame."

"Tristan just shut the –" he started before sneezing again.  "Just shut up."

"Down here is the old throne room," Max explained as he gave a majority of the set designers a tour of the castle.  Bakura walked next to him, at his father's request, very annoyed and tightly bit his lip to keep from making smart remarks.  If I don't get out of here soon I think I'll make my lip bleed!  He looked around him trying to appreciate the culture of the castle.

"This throne room will make a great duel arena for the last episodes!" one of the set designers giggled.  Bakura looked up to identify the person and recoiled back.  The man was very obviously flaming gay, and he had distinctly remembered the man eyeing him earlier that week.  He turned down a hallway excusing himself to his father and ran off.  He sighed turning down another hall and nearly crashed into someone.  The man growled, "Watch it pal we got problems here!"

Bakura just stepped back and watched as the man led a stretcher carrying Mai further down the hall.  "What happened to her?" he asked of a passing intern.

"Heights," the intern explained as Bakura started walking with him.  "She fainted up on the dueling stage when they were shooting her battle with Joey.  Could you watch over her?  I have to go and report stuff to the CG crew and…"

"Sure whatever," Bakura scoffed as the boy trailed off leaving him in front of the infirmary doors.  He strayed outside the doors watching through its small window as nurses began checking over the unconscious actor.  Finally he shrugged to himself, opened the door, and wandered in.  Mai was beginning to wake up as a nurse waved smelling salts under her nose gently.  She caught sight of him and waved meekly.  "Hello."

"Hi Bakura," she smiled.  "Gee, I wonder what happened."

"They said you fainted," he answered sitting on a chair near her bed.  The nurses zipped past checking her vitals and said she needed rest.  After they left, Bakura whispered, "Even I could have told you that."

"Excuse me," the young brunette man asked quietly, "could you tell me where–"  He cut himself off as the person ignored him and passed by without so much as a glance.  "Thank you.

"How am I supposed to find anyone in the mansion?" he asked himself as he passed a few more doors.  He glanced at his paper on more time checking the name: Sierra, the director, high noon.  It sounded ominous at first when his agent handed it over, but he had landed the job, and for a major part at that!  The script seemed too good to be true, and some of the people he'd be working with…  I never imagined I'd get to work with these guys.  They're so famous!  He found another doorway, one that was partially opened and saw a young girl filing papers into a folder.  "Uh, excuse me?  Miss?"

His voice must have spooked her, for she jumped and sent all the papers flying.  She groaned and got on her hands and knees picking them up.  He joined her in getting the papers blurting, "I'm sorry.  I didn't mean to spook you."

"It's okay," she sighed.  Seeing there was only one paper left, they both leaned forward to reach it, and smacked heads together.  They both recoiled rubbing their heads and muttering apologies.  "I'm sorry, I'm really klutzy today."

"My fault entirely," he offered handing her the stack he had grabbed.  She looked up meeting his gaze, which caused both of them to blush and tinge their cheeks pink.  The young man pushed his glasses farther up his nose standing to his feet.  The girl with long black hair soon rose as well.  Once she got the papers into her folder he offered his hand, "Seto Kevin."

[[Didn't I tell you he'd show?  Wink]]

"Lianna Thompson," she muttered blushing a little more.  She set her papers down on a desk in the room and turned back to him.  "So, um, how can I help you?"

"Actually I was trying to find the director, Sierra?" he asked skeptically.  He glanced on the sign on her door and read it softly aloud, "CG?  So you work on the computer graphics?"

She nodded tilting her green eyes down, "Uh yeah.  Not that important though.  Um, Sierra's out in the forest."

"The forest?" Seto asked a little confused as to what the girl was talking about.

"You know the big forest out back," she explained.  When he continued to stare in confusion she bit her lip and sighed.  "Well, um, you'd probably want a golf cart or something, and I think I know were they were, but uh–"

"Could you take me?" he asked hopefully.  "I mean, you know where they are and all."

She bit her lip and looked up at him nervously.  She debated it over in her mind and smiled, "Ok sue.  I should warn you though, I'm not very good with the golf carts yet."

Joey rammed his head onto the duel console in anger.  How many damn times is this kid going to screw up his lines?  He peeked back again at Rex who was handed a script to study.  "Ok, I'm sure I'll get it right this time!"

"For his sake he better," Joey hissed under his breath.  His jacket was getting too hot as the sun reached the high noon mark.  Louder he shouted, "Can I get some water?"

"No!" Sierra snapped accenting the point with her clipboard.  "You will do the scene until it's finished and until then you will not climb down!"  He sighed and wiped his brow with his sleeve.  At least the heat might help back down my stupid cold.  Gravely counting how many tissues he had left he sighed again, it was going to be a long day.

"Yo buddy!"  Joey leaned over the edge spotting Tristan waving at him.  "Here!  Catch!"  He threw up a bottle of water shortly followed by a bottle of anti-cold medicine.  Joey gave him a big thumbs up as he downed a dosage.  "Sierra can't keep us locked dup forever you know!"

"You're a lifesaver," the blonde laughed.  He hid the care package next to his tissues and tried to keep in good spirits.  As Rex got a few more minutes of coaching on the scene, Joey took a glance around him.  Deeper in the woods, in a small clearing, he saw a golf cart make its bumpy way towards them.  "Uh Sierra?"

The director grumbled and shouted, "What?"

"There's someone coming over here," he explained still watching the badly driven cart.  He chuckled thinking how rattled the poor people inside must be.  As the golf cart pulled in to where the crowd was set up, it screeched to a halt.  Much to everyone's surprise, Lianna, a brunette man, and a young boy with black hair similar to Lianna's stepped out.  Lianna seemed fine, but the two boys were shaky and unsure of their steps.  Guess Lianna's not too good at the carts yet.

"Finally, thank god!" Sierra cheered rushing over to greet them.  After a minute of speaking with the man she announced, "Folks, let's finish the scene and I can introduce you to the Kaiba brothers!"

Told you I'd give their entrance soon.  Please review and things will hopefully pick up n action, because this chapter was kind of thrown together so I could force myself to write more.  Reviews will make me happy as always!