Disclaimer: See chapter four.
H: And the plot thickens.
HH: *innocent* What plot?
H: . Grrrr.
Wayne: An interesting twist.
Eek: Which will HOPEFULLY be explained.
H: All right, all right, I'll start the chappie. ~_^ And to reviewers, NO,
THE DOORWAY IS NOT IN THE CLOSET! . It was just a convenient place to
stash Ryou until Meg's parents were out of the picture. Oh, and near the
end of the story (wow, that's a long ways away!), you'll find out why Ryou
got sick (it wasn't the closet. ~_^).
Eek: Okay. ONWARD, THEN!
CHAPTER 5: Side Effects
Meg's POV: I couldn't help it; I screamed.
"Holy crap!!! Holy, holy, holy, of all the unholy craps!!! By Ra, what the f*** is f***ing going on?"
"Meg, are you okay?" Ryou called, appearing at the top of the stairs. He looked paler than usual, but better. He ran down the three flights. "Meg, what's going on?" He stopped in his tracks when he saw me. "Oh my.!"
I turned to him desperately. "What's happening to me? What the hell is going on?" I looked at the mirror again and tugged on my hair. It was real. "I don't wanna be an anime character!" I bawled, almost ready to cry.
"Oh dear. Now what are we going to do?" *** Yai's POV: I arrived at the library and went straight to the ancient cultures section. I knew of some old manuscripts there that might help us. Grabbing one of the musty scrolls, I sat in a chair and began to read.
Most of it was incredibly boring. It took me an hour to find the thing I was looking for. "Aha!" I cried, as I came to a section titled "Thy Playnes of Ecsistense". I dived eagerly into it.
I read on and on about the beings on other planes, but it seemed hopeless. It was just talking about dragons and other mythical creatures.
Then I found it.
"Be theare on some of thy playnes a people, dipherent from thee. Thy have handes of liyt and dark, yet smooth and grasefull, lyk that of an elf's. Grayt mashines thy ride in; tho others ryde in flying metal byrds, or on daemons of Hell, and some on straynj creachures not known heare. Thy have bizarre tekknology, far ahead of thine. Thy showed thee majickal wonders; thy are lyk thy shamans in some ways. Most prominent of thaese majishians was one, a pale lad, with hayr the colour of fyn wyte cloth. He showed thee his grayt powers, and turned one of thy number into a chyld's toy! He then openned a straynj door that appeared in the ayr, and he took three with him to ecsperiense the wonders of those faraway lands. The lad's naym was 'Bakoora'."
My breath came quickly. With the strange accent it had been hard to understand at first, but I got the hang of it and realized what the writer was saying; Bakura had visited other worlds before now, and had taken people through doors with him! I figured that this time he had tried to make a permanent door, and that was when things went wrong. I read more, but the only other thing mentioned about "Bakoora" was a cryptic message:
"Thy Staff of Truth is thy only dephense agaynst thy Wyte One. Longer ecsposure to him bryngs thy payn of leaving."
"Staff of Truth?" I wondered. "What in the world is that? And what does it mean, the 'pain of leaving'?" My head full of millions of questions and few answers, I left the library even more puzzled than before. *** Normal POV: "Let's not panic," Ryou said in a calm voice. "I'm sure there's a logical explanation to all of this."
"Logical explanation?!?" Meg shrieked. "LOGICAL EXPLANATION?!? I'M A FRIGGIN' CARTOON!"
"Please! Do calm down!"
Meg took deep breaths. "Okay," she said. "I have been turned into an anime character. What next? The couch will turn into a camel and we'll go for a ride?"
Ryou was about to respond when the door burst open. "I found a lot of." He broke off as he stared at his friend. "W-what the B-Bwill is going on?"
"How should I know?" Meg snapped. "It just happened." A light suddenly went on in Yai's mind.
"Oh my God," he panted. "I know what's going on. I found a document in the library, and it said that long exposure to people of other planes will turn you into one of them!"
"You mean I'm going to look like one of you?" Ryou asked worriedly, looking at himself.
"No," Yai said. "I think only the native people are affected." Yai started to talk about his theory. "I think that if you spend a lot of time around a visitor and you become like them, you can go to their world without changing anyone, too. Coz you see, if you become one of them, you're not yourself anymore, and it won't rub off."
"I think I get it," said Meg, nodding her head. "That means you'd better hang out around us so you can change too. We don't want to be turning everyone in Ryou's plane into our kind of humans." She looked in the mirror for about the trillionth time. "Actually," she giggled, "I look kinda cool." And she did. Her eyes were bluer than normal, and her short blonde hair, tied back in a ponytail, bounced with life of it's own. Her face didn't look so careworn, and her skin had taken on a healthy glow.
"Well, since everyone seems to be getting better, I guess we should leave tomorrow," Ryou stated. "Why don't we just hang out tonight, 'cause Yai needs to change."
"I'll make hot chocolate," volunteered the one girl. "There's nothin' like chocolate to ease a weary heart," she sang, walking to the kitchen. Ryou and Yai went into the living room and began to play Monkey Ball 2 on Meg's GameCube. It looked like a relaxing evening.
But it was the calm before the storm. H: Kewli! I wanna be an anime character! HH: Fool. H: *bows* Thank you. HH: *sweatdrop* Wayne: *holds sign* Ahh, the Sign of Utter Stupidity. Eek: *plugs in sign and reads it* "Sign of Utter Stupidity". Yup. *whacks it with a kendo stick* Sign: *flickers and changes* Wayne: *reads sign* "Please Read&Review". Much better. Eek: *sighs* I'm getting sick of you saying "much better". Wayne: (_( Deal with it.
CHAPTER 5: Side Effects
Meg's POV: I couldn't help it; I screamed.
"Holy crap!!! Holy, holy, holy, of all the unholy craps!!! By Ra, what the f*** is f***ing going on?"
"Meg, are you okay?" Ryou called, appearing at the top of the stairs. He looked paler than usual, but better. He ran down the three flights. "Meg, what's going on?" He stopped in his tracks when he saw me. "Oh my.!"
I turned to him desperately. "What's happening to me? What the hell is going on?" I looked at the mirror again and tugged on my hair. It was real. "I don't wanna be an anime character!" I bawled, almost ready to cry.
"Oh dear. Now what are we going to do?" *** Yai's POV: I arrived at the library and went straight to the ancient cultures section. I knew of some old manuscripts there that might help us. Grabbing one of the musty scrolls, I sat in a chair and began to read.
Most of it was incredibly boring. It took me an hour to find the thing I was looking for. "Aha!" I cried, as I came to a section titled "Thy Playnes of Ecsistense". I dived eagerly into it.
I read on and on about the beings on other planes, but it seemed hopeless. It was just talking about dragons and other mythical creatures.
Then I found it.
"Be theare on some of thy playnes a people, dipherent from thee. Thy have handes of liyt and dark, yet smooth and grasefull, lyk that of an elf's. Grayt mashines thy ride in; tho others ryde in flying metal byrds, or on daemons of Hell, and some on straynj creachures not known heare. Thy have bizarre tekknology, far ahead of thine. Thy showed thee majickal wonders; thy are lyk thy shamans in some ways. Most prominent of thaese majishians was one, a pale lad, with hayr the colour of fyn wyte cloth. He showed thee his grayt powers, and turned one of thy number into a chyld's toy! He then openned a straynj door that appeared in the ayr, and he took three with him to ecsperiense the wonders of those faraway lands. The lad's naym was 'Bakoora'."
My breath came quickly. With the strange accent it had been hard to understand at first, but I got the hang of it and realized what the writer was saying; Bakura had visited other worlds before now, and had taken people through doors with him! I figured that this time he had tried to make a permanent door, and that was when things went wrong. I read more, but the only other thing mentioned about "Bakoora" was a cryptic message:
"Thy Staff of Truth is thy only dephense agaynst thy Wyte One. Longer ecsposure to him bryngs thy payn of leaving."
"Staff of Truth?" I wondered. "What in the world is that? And what does it mean, the 'pain of leaving'?" My head full of millions of questions and few answers, I left the library even more puzzled than before. *** Normal POV: "Let's not panic," Ryou said in a calm voice. "I'm sure there's a logical explanation to all of this."
"Logical explanation?!?" Meg shrieked. "LOGICAL EXPLANATION?!? I'M A FRIGGIN' CARTOON!"
"Please! Do calm down!"
Meg took deep breaths. "Okay," she said. "I have been turned into an anime character. What next? The couch will turn into a camel and we'll go for a ride?"
Ryou was about to respond when the door burst open. "I found a lot of." He broke off as he stared at his friend. "W-what the B-Bwill is going on?"
"How should I know?" Meg snapped. "It just happened." A light suddenly went on in Yai's mind.
"Oh my God," he panted. "I know what's going on. I found a document in the library, and it said that long exposure to people of other planes will turn you into one of them!"
"You mean I'm going to look like one of you?" Ryou asked worriedly, looking at himself.
"No," Yai said. "I think only the native people are affected." Yai started to talk about his theory. "I think that if you spend a lot of time around a visitor and you become like them, you can go to their world without changing anyone, too. Coz you see, if you become one of them, you're not yourself anymore, and it won't rub off."
"I think I get it," said Meg, nodding her head. "That means you'd better hang out around us so you can change too. We don't want to be turning everyone in Ryou's plane into our kind of humans." She looked in the mirror for about the trillionth time. "Actually," she giggled, "I look kinda cool." And she did. Her eyes were bluer than normal, and her short blonde hair, tied back in a ponytail, bounced with life of it's own. Her face didn't look so careworn, and her skin had taken on a healthy glow.
"Well, since everyone seems to be getting better, I guess we should leave tomorrow," Ryou stated. "Why don't we just hang out tonight, 'cause Yai needs to change."
"I'll make hot chocolate," volunteered the one girl. "There's nothin' like chocolate to ease a weary heart," she sang, walking to the kitchen. Ryou and Yai went into the living room and began to play Monkey Ball 2 on Meg's GameCube. It looked like a relaxing evening.
But it was the calm before the storm. H: Kewli! I wanna be an anime character! HH: Fool. H: *bows* Thank you. HH: *sweatdrop* Wayne: *holds sign* Ahh, the Sign of Utter Stupidity. Eek: *plugs in sign and reads it* "Sign of Utter Stupidity". Yup. *whacks it with a kendo stick* Sign: *flickers and changes* Wayne: *reads sign* "Please Read&Review". Much better. Eek: *sighs* I'm getting sick of you saying "much better". Wayne: (_( Deal with it.
