Chapter Five: Night in the Mansion
Okay, first of all, thanks to everyone who reviewed.
Right now I need to get something clear.
I am, ahem, not really a writer type person. That would be Mirrowa, or Ori, or CherryBlossom, or treana.
The main reason I'm writing this is to keep my own sanity so I can program, web design, etc.
(My life at the moment has been less than smooth.)
But this has been a lot of fun, and if you guys think it's funny, or good, or whatever, review and I'll continue.
I've already planned a sort of sequel to this, which is mostly for my own fun, but it might be good.
So if the last chapter really sucked, or made no sense, or something, sorry everyone!!
Also, Mai, Malik, and Duke Devlin aren't in this. I forgot to mention this.
Sorry all you Malik fangirls!!!
But what am I saying? I'm a Seto Kaiba fan after all.
In the last chapter, Kaiba's precious computer's security has been *compromised*.
In a little agreement, he is now letting the orchestra people stay in his very large house.
Kaiba, true to his word, called up four limousines to take the orchestra members plus Mrs. Tibbet to his mansion.
(How rich is this guy if he can afford to just call up four limos?)
Unfortunately, the Yu-Gi-Oh! people had to walk home.
Kaiba: *snapping* Twelve people to a limousine. And make sure you don't break anything. I'll take the crazy conductor¡
At this time, he was rudely interrupted by the mutt, a. k. a. Joey.
Joey: Hey Kaiba! Why d'we gotta walk home when you got dese nice limos? It ain't fair!
Kaiba was in no mood to argue.
Kaiba: Fine then. I also want the violin and viola section leaders in here, since they're supposedly the "leaders" of this little group.
cybErdrAgOn: *whispering to Mirrowa* Patty, you're supposed to organize everyone into the limos.
Mirrowa: What?
cybErdrAgOn: Just make sure they don't kill each other trying to decide seats, or break anything, or¡ you know. Oh, and make sure Jayant Reddy fits.
Mirrowa: Um, that's very easy. At least you've got Tea and Mrs. Tibbet and Paul and the Kevin kid in yours, Miss Section Leader. You don't know how much better that makes me feel.
In the end, everyone just decided for themselves (him or herself lol). And yes, Jayant Reddy managed to bend his head enough to get in.
Meanwhile, in Kaiba's long black automobile¡
Yugi was very quiet and tense, since the seats were placed around a round table, and Tea and cybErdrAgOn were staring right at each other.
Yugi: Um, tomorrow's supposed to snow, so can we all come over or something?
Kaiba: *without looking up* If Mokuba wants to, fine. (He was obviously thinking about something.)
Seeing that Kaiba was so preoccupied, Joey decided to have some fun.
So he sneakily grabbed Kaiba's laptop and prepared to start deleting files.
cybErdrAgOn: Joey, what're you doing?
Joey: Oh, nothin'. What? How come I can't even get past da screensaver?
cybErdrAgOn: Joey, don't think about it. It's password protected, and I've got the password.
All of a sudden, screen flashes "Current user attempting to delete files is a mutt. Current user attempting to delete files is a mutt."
Joey: How'd you do dat?
cybErdrAgOn: Oh, I never did that. Maybe Seto did, for all those people who tried and failed.
Tea breathes a sigh of relief, since she is no longer staring into a certain viola's hard brown eyes.
Yugi: (feeling very bored) So, do any of you duel?
Paul: Yeah, but we didn't bring our decks.
Yugi: That's fine. I'll ask my grandpa for some cards, and we can play from sealed decks. *spots Bakura* Um, why is that ring shining a funny color again?
Bakura: You will pay for calling the ring funny-colored, you foolish mortals! *snaps back* Huh? What color?
Tristan: Urm, nothing.
Since nothing is happening here, let's move to a different limousine¡
In the one Mirrowa's in, Terry is entertaining everyone.
Terry: You know about those friends from when you're six, to when you're sixty? And the economy's screwing up! And…
Jayant Reddy: *confused* What is he talking about?
Mirrowa, who had previous experience with random people, chose to ignore him.
Instead, she glanced out the window.
Mirrowa: Hey guys! Look! We're here!
Jayant Reddy: Finally.
The people in Kaiba's personal limousine were already in the mansion.
Kaiba had conveniently dropped off the Yu-Gi-Oh! people earlier.
Mokuba: Big brother! You brought guests over!
Kaiba: Of course. *mutters* Not that I had much of a choice.
Mr. D. Du the First: Where are we supposed to sleep?
Mokuba: In any of the ten guest rooms. Come on; I'll show you around!
Mrs. Tibbet: Oh, what a lovely house! If you'll show me my bedroom, I'll make myself right at home.
Everyone: oOo :-o
We had all carefully forgotten about our psychotic conductor.
Kevin: Oh of course. Just follow the kid with the long spiky black hair.
Mokuba: Mrs. Conductor Person, your room is the first one on the left on the second level.
Mrs. Tibbet: Okay.
Of course, she wanders into the second room on the right on the first level, which happens to be¡ the dining room?
Afterwards, Mokuba decides to just walk her into her room and lock her there with nothing but the key.
Paul: Mokuba? What if she can't figure out how to use the key¡
Terry: And she's locked in there for life?
Mokuba: *happily* Don't worry. Seto's an expert lock-picker, and besides, the locks can be electronically controlled, so we can unlock it there.
Mathew: Do us all a favor, and only unlock it so we can give her food.
Mirrowa and Jayant Reddy: (together) I am in agreement.
Kaiba: Anyway, the guest rooms are upstairs. Mokuba will show you. It's three to a room, but there's only one bed in each room. Looks like everyone else has to sleep on the floor.
Jayant Reddy: Wow. We are so amazed with all of your money that we can all just curl up and sleep on the floor.
Mokuba: Are you guys coming or not?
cybErdrAgOn: You guys go upstairs. I'll come up in a minute. Someone better save a spot in a room for me!
When everyone is running upstairs...
Kaiba: Would you like to start negotiations tonight? Or is it too late for you?
cybErdrAgOn: Whatever's fine for me, as long as I have my coffee. But I don't think tonight's a good time.
Kaiba: And what might your reason be?
cybErdrAgOn: I wonder what everyone would think if we stayed up until two in the morning¡ I better go upstairs now.
Kaiba: Fine. We'll get it done tomorrow then. We're not supposed to have school, and even if we do, I'm currently taking a business leave.
cybErdrAgOn runs upstairs.
cybErdrAgOn: Hi guys! Did anyone save a spot for me?
Mirrowa: Yeah, here. It's me, you, and this first violin girl. Since you're late, I get the bed.
cybErdrAgOn: What the f**k? Just great. Do you know where Paul and Terry are?
A loud thumping noise can be heard across the hall.
cybErdrAgOn: Never mind. That answers my question.
In Paul, Terry, and Mr. D. Du the First's room…
Terry: Hey, guys! Do you wanna have a pillow fight?
Mr. D. Du the First: Sure. Whoever wins gets the bed!!
Paul: Take this!
Terry: Um, you might want to watch out¡…
A loud crash is heard. Evidently, Paul's violin, which was balanced very precariously on the bed, had fallen off because he hit it with a pillow.
Paul: Nooo!! My violin!! *opens the case* Well, at least it's only out of tune. It's not broken or anything.
Mr. D. Du the First: Guys, I don't think a pillow fight is such a good idea. Reason number one: the pillows look expensive. Reason number two: Kaiba just walked up the stairs!
Terry: That's okay. Then we'll just stay up until three o'clock in the morning!
At this moment, Mirrowa walked in.
Mirrowa: I wouldn't do that if I were you…
Terry: Why not?
Mirrowa: Well, Kaiba doesn't really care if you stay up late, but his room is right above yours, and if you keep him awake, tomorrow morning, you might find yourselves not in the nice warm house. Two, if it snows tomorrow, which it's supposed to, we, or should I say Mokuba, are going to invite Yugi and the gang over.
Paul: Really? Ok, we'll just stay up until midnight then.
Mirrowa: Right. Goodbye.
Mirrowa returns to her room.
cybErdrAgOn: You already know that I'm probably going to wake up kind of early, so do you want me to wake you up, or just leave you alone. But it's not like I'm going to get up at some insane time in the morning when everyone should be asleep, probably just like 7.
Mirrowa: Uh, just let us sleep. *remarks to first violin girl* Yeah right. More like 5:30 early.
Terry: (very randomly) Good night everyone!
I'm writing this on Saturday…
