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I know, I know it is very bad okay, it is not VERY bad it is EXTREMELY bad.
Plus I haven't written for a long, long, LONG time.
"okay, let's go then" said the over-reacted yami. "ahem, go where?" said seto, acting over-polite again. Yami groaned. "to see the girl who everyone calls goddess...AHEM!" shouted yami, doing an exaggerated imitation of seto. "Ummmmmmm, okAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!" Seto shrieked as Yami pulled him of his feet.
And, yes, that girl is Syrian. The cat was Ises.
When Seto and Yami got there, a huge crowd poking her and shaking their heads crowded Syrian. "Make way, make way to his Royal Highness, majesty, (quietly) stupidity, coming through here!" When Yami saw her, his eyes got rounder and rounder, and rounder and rounder. Finally, he couldn't contain himself any more. "This is what you made me come here for!" he screamed. " This is the worst idea you have yet!"
He grabbed Ises and broke her neck. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWW" she screeched before dying errrrrrr... faking dying. As much as Syrian had yelled at Ises, pulled out her hair (that's why most Egyptian at that time were bald. In the mourning Ises's own baldness) she cared about her. "NNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO" she lunged for Yami. Unfortunately, you aren't allowed to hit the pharaoh's eldest son. (Aaaaaawwwwwwwwwwww) The people knocked her off her feet and at the same time, gave her a round, thorough beating. Yami's maniacal laughter echoed in her head. Then, there was nothing but darkness.
Syrian was awakened by the sound of mewing. Opening her eyes, she tried to sit up. Her bones were broken-all of them. "Ises," she tried to say. "Lie down," Ises who has turned into her usual form now, instructed. "The healing is almost complete." When the healing is completed, Syrian flexed her muscles, and bended her bones. "I thought you were dead." she murmured. "I was, but goddesses couldn't die know could they? Rest now hon. it would be nice if you call me mother." Said Ises thoughtfully "And I figure if I am in my usual form, and you in your usual form from now on, you wouldn't need to suffer from that son of Amon's," she continued. "Ises," said Syrian " If that guy is a son of Amon's, why is he so mean? Why did he almost kill you? If I see him again, I don't know what I'll do"
END OF CHAPTER 2
"okay, let's go then" said the over-reacted yami. "ahem, go where?" said seto, acting over-polite again. Yami groaned. "to see the girl who everyone calls goddess...AHEM!" shouted yami, doing an exaggerated imitation of seto. "Ummmmmmm, okAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!" Seto shrieked as Yami pulled him of his feet.
And, yes, that girl is Syrian. The cat was Ises.
When Seto and Yami got there, a huge crowd poking her and shaking their heads crowded Syrian. "Make way, make way to his Royal Highness, majesty, (quietly) stupidity, coming through here!" When Yami saw her, his eyes got rounder and rounder, and rounder and rounder. Finally, he couldn't contain himself any more. "This is what you made me come here for!" he screamed. " This is the worst idea you have yet!"
He grabbed Ises and broke her neck. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWW" she screeched before dying errrrrrr... faking dying. As much as Syrian had yelled at Ises, pulled out her hair (that's why most Egyptian at that time were bald. In the mourning Ises's own baldness) she cared about her. "NNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO" she lunged for Yami. Unfortunately, you aren't allowed to hit the pharaoh's eldest son. (Aaaaaawwwwwwwwwwww) The people knocked her off her feet and at the same time, gave her a round, thorough beating. Yami's maniacal laughter echoed in her head. Then, there was nothing but darkness.
Syrian was awakened by the sound of mewing. Opening her eyes, she tried to sit up. Her bones were broken-all of them. "Ises," she tried to say. "Lie down," Ises who has turned into her usual form now, instructed. "The healing is almost complete." When the healing is completed, Syrian flexed her muscles, and bended her bones. "I thought you were dead." she murmured. "I was, but goddesses couldn't die know could they? Rest now hon. it would be nice if you call me mother." Said Ises thoughtfully "And I figure if I am in my usual form, and you in your usual form from now on, you wouldn't need to suffer from that son of Amon's," she continued. "Ises," said Syrian " If that guy is a son of Amon's, why is he so mean? Why did he almost kill you? If I see him again, I don't know what I'll do"
END OF CHAPTER 2