"I'm in heaven!" Joey thought as a giant doggie bone floated by him. He
looked around. "Giant fire-hydrants! Yes!" Joey walked over to the fire
hydrant and lifted his leg.
"Kick!" It all melted away.
Joey opened his eyes and Duke Devlin was standing over him.
"Howl!" Joey howled in horror.
"Get up now, mutt!" Duke said. "It's long past time for this 'therapy' and I don't have any patience with you. Hey! German Dude! He's up now!"
The therapist walked in. "Gud. You did not vake him, did you?"
"No." Duke said innocently.
*Joey rolling around on the floor in pain, clutching his side*
"Vell zen. Let us get started." Said ze. *the therapist.
"Dis' sucks." Joey thought. "Duke's da one thing I don't wanna see right in my face when I wake up."
"Now zen, Duke, can you tell me vhy he iz acting zis vay?" the therapist asked.
"Okay. to start, I ain't a dog person. Can't stand them. Can't stand Wheeler either, or cats. Cats. I hate them. They sh*t everywhere and their p*ss smells just bloody awful all over my furniture." Duke said, getting a bit carried away.
"Duke. I only need to know about Mr. Vheeler." The therapist said.
"Oh, yeah. My bad, doc." Duke said.
"Darn." Joey thought. "I'd like to take a chunk out of him the way I did Kaiba, but he might make that fat arse cheerleader sit on me again..."
Joey noticed Duke's dice ear ring dangling. "Oooh!" Joey thought. "I wonder if it squeaks."
He, sneakily, walked behind Duke's chair and climbed on top. Duke didn't notice because he was going on, still, about how he hates common, domestic (all) animals.
Joey eyed the big dice hanging from Duke's ear. "Must. Chew!" he thought as he jumped grabbing it in his jaws and dragging Duke to the ground.
"Ahhh! Let goooo! Let gooooooooo!" Duke screamed. "My ear! Ahhh! Let. it. go!"
"Squeeeek!"
*Joey's eyes widened in an eerie way*
"Yes! Squeek!" Joey thought. He ripped the ear ring off of Duke's ear with his teeth, and carried it away with an immature sense of pride, (Sort of the way dog's do when they have a roadkill squirrel) with his but stuck up in the air.
"You. stupid. Muttboy!" Duke growled. "That's my favorite ear ring. GRRRR. Cheerleaders! Get in here!"
"Duke! Duke! He's our man! He's gonna kick that muttboy's can!" Cheered the cheerleaders as the pranced in.
"What is it Duke?!" they all said in synchronization.
"You, the skinny one," Duke said. "get me the lighter! You the fine one! Get me the dental floss! And you, the fat one! Sit on him and make sure that he doesn't go anywhere!"
"Duke, zat sounds ingeniously diabolical, but I cannot allow any harm to come to ze patient." The therapist said.
"Well I will anyway." Duke said.
"I cannot allow you to do that!" said a familiar, deep, voice. "The spirit of my Millennium Puzzle will aid me in helping my friend!"
"Yugi?" Duke gasped. "Is that you? Is the therapist a costume?"
"Yes! And I'm here to help Joey out. But. Could you please undo this zipper?" Yugi said. "I've been trying for the last ten minutes."
"No." Duke said quickly.
"C'mon! I have to be the obsessive card playing hero here!" Yugi whined.
"You lost me at the part where that was my problem." Duke said.
"Fine. I'll do it myself." Yugi said. "I call upon the power of the Dark Magician!"
"Dude.." Duke said. "It's just a shiny piece of paper, chill out."
"Alright! Yugi yelled. "Yami! Get out here and help me!"
Yami floated out, undid the zipper, and floated back in muttering, "Moron."
"Hah! Now you'll pay for terrorizing my friend!" Yugi yelled with pride that, with his luck, just couldn't last.
*Yugi. Goes to do the throwing off your disguise to reveal your true identity thing. (Team Rocket on Pokemon do it a lot.)
Realistically, the foot part of the costume caught his foot and. I think you know what comes next.
*Thud!
"Why me?..." Yugi whimpered as he lay on the floor.
"Hah! Hah!" Duke laughed. "I thought nothing could make this a good day but you proved me wrong.
"Be quiet!" Yugi yelled. "Y'know something that's just as funny? Your abnormally long neck and your makeup!"
"I don't have a long neck!" Duke yelled squeezing his head down trying to make his neck look shorter. "And this isn't makeup!"
"Are you almost done in there?!" yelled the official through the door.
"Ahem. Yes!" Yugi said, once again in his German accent. He put his costume back on and looked at Duke and. (Ba Ba Bam.)
The official walked in. The "therapist" was at the door, Joey was chewing on the dice ear ring, and the Duke squad was tied up in ropes with bandanas tied around their mouths. "What went on in here?!" he asked.
"Noting much." The therapist replied. "Zese people should be put in separate rooms, and Mr. Vheeler released on no contact vith humans for ze next veek."
"Oh, and by ze vay. Feed him 9% iron doggie food from now on. It's better for him."
"Kick!" It all melted away.
Joey opened his eyes and Duke Devlin was standing over him.
"Howl!" Joey howled in horror.
"Get up now, mutt!" Duke said. "It's long past time for this 'therapy' and I don't have any patience with you. Hey! German Dude! He's up now!"
The therapist walked in. "Gud. You did not vake him, did you?"
"No." Duke said innocently.
*Joey rolling around on the floor in pain, clutching his side*
"Vell zen. Let us get started." Said ze. *the therapist.
"Dis' sucks." Joey thought. "Duke's da one thing I don't wanna see right in my face when I wake up."
"Now zen, Duke, can you tell me vhy he iz acting zis vay?" the therapist asked.
"Okay. to start, I ain't a dog person. Can't stand them. Can't stand Wheeler either, or cats. Cats. I hate them. They sh*t everywhere and their p*ss smells just bloody awful all over my furniture." Duke said, getting a bit carried away.
"Duke. I only need to know about Mr. Vheeler." The therapist said.
"Oh, yeah. My bad, doc." Duke said.
"Darn." Joey thought. "I'd like to take a chunk out of him the way I did Kaiba, but he might make that fat arse cheerleader sit on me again..."
Joey noticed Duke's dice ear ring dangling. "Oooh!" Joey thought. "I wonder if it squeaks."
He, sneakily, walked behind Duke's chair and climbed on top. Duke didn't notice because he was going on, still, about how he hates common, domestic (all) animals.
Joey eyed the big dice hanging from Duke's ear. "Must. Chew!" he thought as he jumped grabbing it in his jaws and dragging Duke to the ground.
"Ahhh! Let goooo! Let gooooooooo!" Duke screamed. "My ear! Ahhh! Let. it. go!"
"Squeeeek!"
*Joey's eyes widened in an eerie way*
"Yes! Squeek!" Joey thought. He ripped the ear ring off of Duke's ear with his teeth, and carried it away with an immature sense of pride, (Sort of the way dog's do when they have a roadkill squirrel) with his but stuck up in the air.
"You. stupid. Muttboy!" Duke growled. "That's my favorite ear ring. GRRRR. Cheerleaders! Get in here!"
"Duke! Duke! He's our man! He's gonna kick that muttboy's can!" Cheered the cheerleaders as the pranced in.
"What is it Duke?!" they all said in synchronization.
"You, the skinny one," Duke said. "get me the lighter! You the fine one! Get me the dental floss! And you, the fat one! Sit on him and make sure that he doesn't go anywhere!"
"Duke, zat sounds ingeniously diabolical, but I cannot allow any harm to come to ze patient." The therapist said.
"Well I will anyway." Duke said.
"I cannot allow you to do that!" said a familiar, deep, voice. "The spirit of my Millennium Puzzle will aid me in helping my friend!"
"Yugi?" Duke gasped. "Is that you? Is the therapist a costume?"
"Yes! And I'm here to help Joey out. But. Could you please undo this zipper?" Yugi said. "I've been trying for the last ten minutes."
"No." Duke said quickly.
"C'mon! I have to be the obsessive card playing hero here!" Yugi whined.
"You lost me at the part where that was my problem." Duke said.
"Fine. I'll do it myself." Yugi said. "I call upon the power of the Dark Magician!"
"Dude.." Duke said. "It's just a shiny piece of paper, chill out."
"Alright! Yugi yelled. "Yami! Get out here and help me!"
Yami floated out, undid the zipper, and floated back in muttering, "Moron."
"Hah! Now you'll pay for terrorizing my friend!" Yugi yelled with pride that, with his luck, just couldn't last.
*Yugi. Goes to do the throwing off your disguise to reveal your true identity thing. (Team Rocket on Pokemon do it a lot.)
Realistically, the foot part of the costume caught his foot and. I think you know what comes next.
*Thud!
"Why me?..." Yugi whimpered as he lay on the floor.
"Hah! Hah!" Duke laughed. "I thought nothing could make this a good day but you proved me wrong.
"Be quiet!" Yugi yelled. "Y'know something that's just as funny? Your abnormally long neck and your makeup!"
"I don't have a long neck!" Duke yelled squeezing his head down trying to make his neck look shorter. "And this isn't makeup!"
"Are you almost done in there?!" yelled the official through the door.
"Ahem. Yes!" Yugi said, once again in his German accent. He put his costume back on and looked at Duke and. (Ba Ba Bam.)
The official walked in. The "therapist" was at the door, Joey was chewing on the dice ear ring, and the Duke squad was tied up in ropes with bandanas tied around their mouths. "What went on in here?!" he asked.
"Noting much." The therapist replied. "Zese people should be put in separate rooms, and Mr. Vheeler released on no contact vith humans for ze next veek."
"Oh, and by ze vay. Feed him 9% iron doggie food from now on. It's better for him."