Sol: *typing*
AR: *playing solitaire* So bored, can't concentrate.
Sol: Well, maybe if you wouldn't make me do your job and you came over here and started to type.
AR: This is the MOST exciting game EVER!!!!!!!!
Sol: Whatever.
Ryou: Absolute Ruler does not own Solitaire--
AR: AND PROUD OF IT!
Ryou: -.-U And she doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh. She does however have my Yami stuffed in her locker.
Somewhere in locker 665:
Bakura: Help, HEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!
Janitor: *steps away from talking locker* *over walky- talky* Houston, we have a problem.
Back here:
AR: ^_^ Kawaii!
Sol: -_-U On with the fic.
AR: *talking to Mary, Queen of Scotts*
Sol: I said, ON WITH THE FIC!!!!!!!!
AR: Geez, wait, you hyperactive freak!
Sol: No, that's you.
AR: Oh yeah. Forgot! ^________^ Thanks for the reviews! I realized how much power they really are! Oh, Yami gave me some gel.
Yugi's house:
Yami: Where's the GEL?!?!?!?!?
Back here:
AR: *shifty eyes* Ya didn't see anything! Besides, you're the one with the evidence! *throws gel at reviewers* So THERE!
Sol: What a way to make friends.
AR: Anyway. Okay, so, I'm sorry I didn't get to update. I hate slow updates myself, but I'll explain later. Anyway, um, yeah. *crickets chirp*
Sol: Hello?!
AR: Huh? Oh, by the way Aniz the shape shifter is Tea in Ancient Egypt.
everyone: GASP!
AR: But don't worry! You know how Tea/Anzu's so nice and friendshippy and ugh? Well, Aniz is the complete opposite. I'll put her here more so you get an idea how she's like. She's cool. I like her.
Sol: And don't be against Aniz because she got stuck as Tea in the future.
Tea: HEY!
AR: Okay. Anyway, I was thinking-
Sol: Oh holy salted pickles! Give that girl a medal!
AR: --# I was gonna put Marik as Malik but since it's his Yami and stuff, no.
Sol: Done?
AR: Leave me alone! Oh, and Shadow Girl, sure you can be in my fic, since it's not too late in the story. But no other millennium items (Well, there aren't any at the moment so never mind.). You must be Egyptish and I can't guarantee you'll have a huge part in the story. But you probably will. But if you don't, you'll be in it! But first I need to learn more about you. And remember to review. LOTS! Come to think of it, I've never been in a fic myself. Can someone please put me in their fic?
Sol: ON WITH THE FIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AR: Anger management!
* * * * *
Mi smiled to herself as she entered her, yes HER, palace and met her brother's eyes.
Flashback:
Bakura looked at the Egyptian princess. "There's nothing in the- AHHHHHH!!!!!!"
Mi pushed all three startled delinquents into the deep pit. She then placed the large and extremely heavy stone, which she had commanded the local merchant to move, again, and placed it on top of the hole. With that she ran off, cackling loudly and cruelly into the sunset, leaving other nearby merchants and peasants in dismay.
End flashback.
It's been a couple of days now too.
She smiles cruelly at me and pushes me off our father's throne, placing herself in it.
"Hey! You-" but I stop as I see Senui walk through the castle doors, a slightly puzzled look on his face. He didn't allow this to be seen for long so he got right to the point.
"What did you do?" He smiles darkly at Mi. ((Sol: Man these are some scary kids! AR: Quiet! They are "darks" you know!)) "I swear, when they get their hands on you, bye Mi. I never really liked you, to be honest I've always hated you, but you're better than that 'Ankhair' kid so, yeah."
Ankh, who had quietly stepped in, objected silently. "It's Ankhkare, not Ankhair. You know that."
Senui shrugged and walked to where Seth and Aniz, in her cat form, were staring out the large window, um, thing.
Aniz stretched and pointed a black paw towards the busy town. "There they are."
Seth simply smirked while Senui nodded. Ankh gave a look of sympathy to Mi, which worried her more.
I take this time to push Mi off the throne and take my place on it. I look at my sister hatefully. "Boy, are you in for it."
* * * * *
Marik shook the sand out of his hair and robe. "Can you believe that royal brat did that?"
Bakura did the same. "Who does she think she is anyway?!"
Unfortunately, Cegasis hadn't caught on. "I thought she was the princess."
The other tomb robber gave him a whack on the head. "Are you sure you aren't really a blonde?"
"Hey!" Marik glared at Bakura.
Bakura shrugged it off. "Okay, back to Mi."
Marik quirked an eyebrow. "You?"
"Him?" Cegasis pointed at Bakura.
The tomb robber shook his head. "No, Mi!"
"Me?" Marik pointed to himself.
Cegasis nodded. "Yes, he means me."
"Yes!" Bakura nodded. "Mi! MI!"
Cegasis scratched his head. "So, now it's you?"
Marik gave a puzzled look. "What?!"
"You know, me." Cegasis pointed to himself.
Marik rolled his eyes. "Of course I know you! If I didn't know you would I be standing here talking to you?!"
Bakura slapped a hand on his forehead. "Oh, gods."
* * * * *
Aniz jumped through the huge hole in walls they call window. "What's taking them so long?!"
Mi threw a glare at the shape shifter. "What?! Do you want me to die?!"
"Maybe."
"It would," Seth added, "be pretty quiet if you were gone."
I stare at the hyperactive Mi. "You mean WHEN she's gone."
Weird daydream:
Bakura: *breaks down door* WE WANT HUMAN SACRIFICE!!!!!
Seth: *gags Mi*
Yami: She's not human, but, you know.
Marik: *breaks down door* THAT'S OKAY!!!!!
Aniz: Watch out. It may have rabies.
Cegasis: *breaks down door* WE WILL!!!! AND WE SHOULDN'T BE KNOCKING DOWN CASTLE DOORS!!!!!
Yami: Before you go, you have your caps lock on.
Bakura: OH! I mean, oh.
End Weird daydream.
I shake the images from my head. "No more daydreams for me. And what's a caps lock?"
Just then, one of the most important scribes in the palace dropped in. No, not literally. Though that would be funny.
"Seth, you must continue your daily lessons. Come."
Seth grumbled under his breath. "COME? I'm not a dog."
Senui rolled his eyes. "Sure you aren't."
Seth didn't have a chance for a comeback, for the teacher had dragged him out. Literally.
* * * * *
Seth's Test:
"Okay. Today you will have a test."
Seth sat on the floor in front of his teacher. "What kind of test?"
"The scribe pulled out a long piece of papyrus. "A test test."
Seth smirked.
"Now, relax, clear your mind and, uh, let's begin I guess. What do you put in a toaster?"
Seth quirked an eyebrow. "A what?"
"Wrong. You put bread in a toaster. Next question."
"But-"
"Say 'silk' five times."
Seth sighed but did so. "Silk, silk, silk, silk, silk."
"Now spell 'silk'"
"S-I-L-K."
"What do cattle drink?"
"Water."
"Wrong. They drink milk."
"They do not!"
"Who's the teacher here?"
"You are but--"
"If a red house is made from red bricks and a blue house is made of blue bricks and a pink house is made of pink bricks and a black house is made of black bricks, what is a greenhouse made from?"
Seth was lost. "Green bricks?"
The scribe shook his head. "No, they are made from glass."
Seth crossed his arms. "There is no such thing! And who would want a pink house? I like the idea of a blue house, though."
"Whatever. Twenty years ago, a plane is flying at 20,000 feet over Germany. If you recall, Germany at the time was politically divided into West and East Germany."
Seth fell backward. From stress I guess. "No, I don't recall!"
The scribe shrugged. "So?"
"Huh?"
"Okay!"
Seth sat up. "But--"
"Anyway, during the flight, two of the engines fail. The pilot, realizing the last remaining engine is also failing, decides to do a crash landing procedure. Unfortunately, the engine fails before he has the time to do so and the plane crashes smack in the middle of "no man's land" between East and West Germany. Where would you bury the survivors- East Germany, West Germany, or "no man's land"?"
Seth was boiling. Seriously. What? You don't believe me?! Callin' me a liar?! "What are you babbling on about?!? Why is this person flying?! Where is Germany?! WHAT is Germany?!? Are you saying twenty years ago people could fly?!? Where's "no man's land? Do animals rule over that land? What's a plane?!?!?"
"It's a kinda big bird."
"What the heck?!"
"I know, right."
Seth gave up. So, you're still callin' me a liar?!
"Next question."
"But--"
"Oh, and the answer to the last question was 'you don't bury survivors'."
"But--"
"You REALLY shouldn't try to save someone from a plane crash."
"But--"
"What is your obsession with my hiney?!"
* * * * *
"Hey, ya think he's okay?" Mi peered into Seth's instruction room. "He looks like he may spontaneously combust."
I smile. "Good. I knew my wish would come true."
My wish:
Seth: I'm an idiot! I'm an idiot! I'm an idiot! I'm an id- *BOOM*
End MY wish. MWAHAHAHA! Huh? Oh, yeah.
I smile in a strange and eerie way. MWAHAHAHA!!!!!!!
Senui blinks and turns to Ankh. "I'm going to run outside for no apparent reason and don't you DARE follow me! Please." ((Wow. He said 'please'.)) And so he did. ((Don't worry, it'll make sense later. I hope.))
* * * * *
"If the hour hand moves 1/60th of a degree every minute, then how many degrees will the hour hand move in one hour?"
"Huh?"
"One degree."
"What's a clock?"
"A time telling thing."
"Huh?"
"You're stupid."
"You're complicated."
"Whatever. Try not to screw up, 'kay? Mary's father has five daughters: 1. Nana, 2. Nene, 3. Nini, 4. Nono. What is the name of the fifth daughter?"
Seth sighed. "Washinkmenetelasperodee?"
The scribe grinned happily. "Nope. It's Mary! Remember?"
"Shut up!"
* * * * *
It's the middle of the night.
Senui was bored. So he decided to be himself and stand up to someone much stronger and powerful than he. A God. What are these kids thinking? I swear- - oh, off the subject. "Come on Anubis!" ((--U Oh, and the god he picks.)) "Come on! Show yourself! Let's see how tough you really are! Come on! You don't scare me! Come on! How many times do I have to say 'come on'?! COME ON!" He'd been doing this, nonstop, for two days. Everyone, except me since I've been busy complaining about my parents coming back, had a headache. And it wasn't the most pleasant chant to wake up to, along with my ranting. I'll admit that much.
"Man can he shut up?!" Bakura covered his ears, being closest to the window. It was late. You know, the late kind of late.
"You know, since you, being a tomb raider and all, are not supposed to be here, I don't see you in a position to demand anything." Aniz stretched her wings as she changed into her hawk form. She changed into a creature with shiny black feathers and matching beak and eyes. ((Scary.)) She flew over to the windowsill, um, thing, purposely getting in Bakura's way. As Bakura kept complaining about a stupid bird dieing soon she fixed her eyes on Senui. "I wish Anubis would come and shut him up."
"Well, why doesn't he?"
Everyone turned to the green haired chibi, who in return smiled innocently.
"What do you mean?"
"Oh nothing." He traced a circle on the smooth floor. "I'm just saying what if we dropped by, compliments of Anubis of course. I'm sure he wouldn't mind if one of us posed as him on a dark cloudy night and paid Senui a visit." He looked up to the shocked group and smiled cruelly.
"Who are you and what have you done to Ankhkare?!" Cegasis pointed an accusing finger at Ankh. "I like it."
Marik pushed Cegasis away and stared at Ankh. No no, wait. Yes! Yes it is Ankh! "Okay, so you're serious?"
Ankh simply nodded.
"Okay! Well, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity. So before you have any second thoughts," he handed him a mask in form of a jackal's head, "go ahead."
As Ankh slid out of the palace, we turn our eyes to Marik.
Isis gave a puzzled look. "How'd you get the mask?"
Marik shrugged. "Internet."
Bakura glanced at the window thing, um, oh, I give up! "What's that?"
Marik shrugged once more. "How should I know? That psycho teacher of Seth's gave it to me."
* * * * *
Ankh crawled out to where Senui stood, yes, still screaming at Anubis. He knew this was wrong, but he wanted to know why Senui was doing this. Actually no, but think about it. He's a little kid ((I tell you they're no more than eight or seven here.)) with the sweetest attitude possible, and you know, wants to have fun! And shut Senui up. But mostly have fun! He knew this would not help the situation, Senui would hate him, but it was only one time. ((Yeah, let's go skydiving without the parachute. It'll only be ONE time!)) Besides, Senui would forgive him. Someday, hopefully, not really, no. No. I dun think so. "Okay, here goes."
"Come on! Let's see you! You sure you got the head of a jackal and not a chicken?! ((Sol: Were there any chickens in Egypt back then?)) Come on! Show yourself! I--"
Ankh moved to where Senui could see him in shadow. "You've called upon me?"
Senui's jaw dropped. "HOLY BEEFSTICKS OF HELL! You don't play!" And with that he ran into the palace, begging forgiveness.
From inside we did, what else? Look in shock, dismay, and wonder.
I look at Bakura and quirk an eyebrow. "Holy beefsticks of hell?"
* * * * *
"Now, two times four is?"
Seth grabbed the closest object, which was unfortunately a small and smooth pebble, and threw it at the teacher. ((Sol: Wow. That must have really hurt.)) He then ran for his life. "This is sick and wrong!"
The scribe sighed in self fulfillment. "Such brilliant pupils I have these days!"
* * * * *
AR: Okey- dokey!
Sol: Leave a review, blah, blah, blah, blah, oh, and BLAH!
AR: Such an impolite kitty!
Sol: -_-U
AR: I hope you liked this one! I LOVE reviews so please leave one!
Sol: You're all idiots!
AR: That was random. So sorry for the slow update! I had to move (stupid human parents!) and then I had to set up the computers. But then I ended up typing this chapter on the wrong program so I had to type it again! Then, my stupid Internet wasn't hooked up yet, so I had to wait about another week and here I am!
Sol: Bye.
AR: That HOLY BEEFSTICKS OF HELL thing belongs to Serendipity.
Sol: Bye!
AR: You know, I just can't get to how evil Aniz really is. She's like Anti- Ankh! Yes, that evil. Can someone put me in their fic? Please? I'm not begging, it's just kewl, ya know?
Sol: BYE!!!! DON'T YA GET IT?!?!? BYE!!!!
AR: Temper, temper!
Sol: --U
AR: *playing solitaire* So bored, can't concentrate.
Sol: Well, maybe if you wouldn't make me do your job and you came over here and started to type.
AR: This is the MOST exciting game EVER!!!!!!!!
Sol: Whatever.
Ryou: Absolute Ruler does not own Solitaire--
AR: AND PROUD OF IT!
Ryou: -.-U And she doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh. She does however have my Yami stuffed in her locker.
Somewhere in locker 665:
Bakura: Help, HEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!
Janitor: *steps away from talking locker* *over walky- talky* Houston, we have a problem.
Back here:
AR: ^_^ Kawaii!
Sol: -_-U On with the fic.
AR: *talking to Mary, Queen of Scotts*
Sol: I said, ON WITH THE FIC!!!!!!!!
AR: Geez, wait, you hyperactive freak!
Sol: No, that's you.
AR: Oh yeah. Forgot! ^________^ Thanks for the reviews! I realized how much power they really are! Oh, Yami gave me some gel.
Yugi's house:
Yami: Where's the GEL?!?!?!?!?
Back here:
AR: *shifty eyes* Ya didn't see anything! Besides, you're the one with the evidence! *throws gel at reviewers* So THERE!
Sol: What a way to make friends.
AR: Anyway. Okay, so, I'm sorry I didn't get to update. I hate slow updates myself, but I'll explain later. Anyway, um, yeah. *crickets chirp*
Sol: Hello?!
AR: Huh? Oh, by the way Aniz the shape shifter is Tea in Ancient Egypt.
everyone: GASP!
AR: But don't worry! You know how Tea/Anzu's so nice and friendshippy and ugh? Well, Aniz is the complete opposite. I'll put her here more so you get an idea how she's like. She's cool. I like her.
Sol: And don't be against Aniz because she got stuck as Tea in the future.
Tea: HEY!
AR: Okay. Anyway, I was thinking-
Sol: Oh holy salted pickles! Give that girl a medal!
AR: --# I was gonna put Marik as Malik but since it's his Yami and stuff, no.
Sol: Done?
AR: Leave me alone! Oh, and Shadow Girl, sure you can be in my fic, since it's not too late in the story. But no other millennium items (Well, there aren't any at the moment so never mind.). You must be Egyptish and I can't guarantee you'll have a huge part in the story. But you probably will. But if you don't, you'll be in it! But first I need to learn more about you. And remember to review. LOTS! Come to think of it, I've never been in a fic myself. Can someone please put me in their fic?
Sol: ON WITH THE FIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AR: Anger management!
* * * * *
Mi smiled to herself as she entered her, yes HER, palace and met her brother's eyes.
Flashback:
Bakura looked at the Egyptian princess. "There's nothing in the- AHHHHHH!!!!!!"
Mi pushed all three startled delinquents into the deep pit. She then placed the large and extremely heavy stone, which she had commanded the local merchant to move, again, and placed it on top of the hole. With that she ran off, cackling loudly and cruelly into the sunset, leaving other nearby merchants and peasants in dismay.
End flashback.
It's been a couple of days now too.
She smiles cruelly at me and pushes me off our father's throne, placing herself in it.
"Hey! You-" but I stop as I see Senui walk through the castle doors, a slightly puzzled look on his face. He didn't allow this to be seen for long so he got right to the point.
"What did you do?" He smiles darkly at Mi. ((Sol: Man these are some scary kids! AR: Quiet! They are "darks" you know!)) "I swear, when they get their hands on you, bye Mi. I never really liked you, to be honest I've always hated you, but you're better than that 'Ankhair' kid so, yeah."
Ankh, who had quietly stepped in, objected silently. "It's Ankhkare, not Ankhair. You know that."
Senui shrugged and walked to where Seth and Aniz, in her cat form, were staring out the large window, um, thing.
Aniz stretched and pointed a black paw towards the busy town. "There they are."
Seth simply smirked while Senui nodded. Ankh gave a look of sympathy to Mi, which worried her more.
I take this time to push Mi off the throne and take my place on it. I look at my sister hatefully. "Boy, are you in for it."
* * * * *
Marik shook the sand out of his hair and robe. "Can you believe that royal brat did that?"
Bakura did the same. "Who does she think she is anyway?!"
Unfortunately, Cegasis hadn't caught on. "I thought she was the princess."
The other tomb robber gave him a whack on the head. "Are you sure you aren't really a blonde?"
"Hey!" Marik glared at Bakura.
Bakura shrugged it off. "Okay, back to Mi."
Marik quirked an eyebrow. "You?"
"Him?" Cegasis pointed at Bakura.
The tomb robber shook his head. "No, Mi!"
"Me?" Marik pointed to himself.
Cegasis nodded. "Yes, he means me."
"Yes!" Bakura nodded. "Mi! MI!"
Cegasis scratched his head. "So, now it's you?"
Marik gave a puzzled look. "What?!"
"You know, me." Cegasis pointed to himself.
Marik rolled his eyes. "Of course I know you! If I didn't know you would I be standing here talking to you?!"
Bakura slapped a hand on his forehead. "Oh, gods."
* * * * *
Aniz jumped through the huge hole in walls they call window. "What's taking them so long?!"
Mi threw a glare at the shape shifter. "What?! Do you want me to die?!"
"Maybe."
"It would," Seth added, "be pretty quiet if you were gone."
I stare at the hyperactive Mi. "You mean WHEN she's gone."
Weird daydream:
Bakura: *breaks down door* WE WANT HUMAN SACRIFICE!!!!!
Seth: *gags Mi*
Yami: She's not human, but, you know.
Marik: *breaks down door* THAT'S OKAY!!!!!
Aniz: Watch out. It may have rabies.
Cegasis: *breaks down door* WE WILL!!!! AND WE SHOULDN'T BE KNOCKING DOWN CASTLE DOORS!!!!!
Yami: Before you go, you have your caps lock on.
Bakura: OH! I mean, oh.
End Weird daydream.
I shake the images from my head. "No more daydreams for me. And what's a caps lock?"
Just then, one of the most important scribes in the palace dropped in. No, not literally. Though that would be funny.
"Seth, you must continue your daily lessons. Come."
Seth grumbled under his breath. "COME? I'm not a dog."
Senui rolled his eyes. "Sure you aren't."
Seth didn't have a chance for a comeback, for the teacher had dragged him out. Literally.
* * * * *
Seth's Test:
"Okay. Today you will have a test."
Seth sat on the floor in front of his teacher. "What kind of test?"
"The scribe pulled out a long piece of papyrus. "A test test."
Seth smirked.
"Now, relax, clear your mind and, uh, let's begin I guess. What do you put in a toaster?"
Seth quirked an eyebrow. "A what?"
"Wrong. You put bread in a toaster. Next question."
"But-"
"Say 'silk' five times."
Seth sighed but did so. "Silk, silk, silk, silk, silk."
"Now spell 'silk'"
"S-I-L-K."
"What do cattle drink?"
"Water."
"Wrong. They drink milk."
"They do not!"
"Who's the teacher here?"
"You are but--"
"If a red house is made from red bricks and a blue house is made of blue bricks and a pink house is made of pink bricks and a black house is made of black bricks, what is a greenhouse made from?"
Seth was lost. "Green bricks?"
The scribe shook his head. "No, they are made from glass."
Seth crossed his arms. "There is no such thing! And who would want a pink house? I like the idea of a blue house, though."
"Whatever. Twenty years ago, a plane is flying at 20,000 feet over Germany. If you recall, Germany at the time was politically divided into West and East Germany."
Seth fell backward. From stress I guess. "No, I don't recall!"
The scribe shrugged. "So?"
"Huh?"
"Okay!"
Seth sat up. "But--"
"Anyway, during the flight, two of the engines fail. The pilot, realizing the last remaining engine is also failing, decides to do a crash landing procedure. Unfortunately, the engine fails before he has the time to do so and the plane crashes smack in the middle of "no man's land" between East and West Germany. Where would you bury the survivors- East Germany, West Germany, or "no man's land"?"
Seth was boiling. Seriously. What? You don't believe me?! Callin' me a liar?! "What are you babbling on about?!? Why is this person flying?! Where is Germany?! WHAT is Germany?!? Are you saying twenty years ago people could fly?!? Where's "no man's land? Do animals rule over that land? What's a plane?!?!?"
"It's a kinda big bird."
"What the heck?!"
"I know, right."
Seth gave up. So, you're still callin' me a liar?!
"Next question."
"But--"
"Oh, and the answer to the last question was 'you don't bury survivors'."
"But--"
"You REALLY shouldn't try to save someone from a plane crash."
"But--"
"What is your obsession with my hiney?!"
* * * * *
"Hey, ya think he's okay?" Mi peered into Seth's instruction room. "He looks like he may spontaneously combust."
I smile. "Good. I knew my wish would come true."
My wish:
Seth: I'm an idiot! I'm an idiot! I'm an idiot! I'm an id- *BOOM*
End MY wish. MWAHAHAHA! Huh? Oh, yeah.
I smile in a strange and eerie way. MWAHAHAHA!!!!!!!
Senui blinks and turns to Ankh. "I'm going to run outside for no apparent reason and don't you DARE follow me! Please." ((Wow. He said 'please'.)) And so he did. ((Don't worry, it'll make sense later. I hope.))
* * * * *
"If the hour hand moves 1/60th of a degree every minute, then how many degrees will the hour hand move in one hour?"
"Huh?"
"One degree."
"What's a clock?"
"A time telling thing."
"Huh?"
"You're stupid."
"You're complicated."
"Whatever. Try not to screw up, 'kay? Mary's father has five daughters: 1. Nana, 2. Nene, 3. Nini, 4. Nono. What is the name of the fifth daughter?"
Seth sighed. "Washinkmenetelasperodee?"
The scribe grinned happily. "Nope. It's Mary! Remember?"
"Shut up!"
* * * * *
It's the middle of the night.
Senui was bored. So he decided to be himself and stand up to someone much stronger and powerful than he. A God. What are these kids thinking? I swear- - oh, off the subject. "Come on Anubis!" ((--U Oh, and the god he picks.)) "Come on! Show yourself! Let's see how tough you really are! Come on! You don't scare me! Come on! How many times do I have to say 'come on'?! COME ON!" He'd been doing this, nonstop, for two days. Everyone, except me since I've been busy complaining about my parents coming back, had a headache. And it wasn't the most pleasant chant to wake up to, along with my ranting. I'll admit that much.
"Man can he shut up?!" Bakura covered his ears, being closest to the window. It was late. You know, the late kind of late.
"You know, since you, being a tomb raider and all, are not supposed to be here, I don't see you in a position to demand anything." Aniz stretched her wings as she changed into her hawk form. She changed into a creature with shiny black feathers and matching beak and eyes. ((Scary.)) She flew over to the windowsill, um, thing, purposely getting in Bakura's way. As Bakura kept complaining about a stupid bird dieing soon she fixed her eyes on Senui. "I wish Anubis would come and shut him up."
"Well, why doesn't he?"
Everyone turned to the green haired chibi, who in return smiled innocently.
"What do you mean?"
"Oh nothing." He traced a circle on the smooth floor. "I'm just saying what if we dropped by, compliments of Anubis of course. I'm sure he wouldn't mind if one of us posed as him on a dark cloudy night and paid Senui a visit." He looked up to the shocked group and smiled cruelly.
"Who are you and what have you done to Ankhkare?!" Cegasis pointed an accusing finger at Ankh. "I like it."
Marik pushed Cegasis away and stared at Ankh. No no, wait. Yes! Yes it is Ankh! "Okay, so you're serious?"
Ankh simply nodded.
"Okay! Well, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity. So before you have any second thoughts," he handed him a mask in form of a jackal's head, "go ahead."
As Ankh slid out of the palace, we turn our eyes to Marik.
Isis gave a puzzled look. "How'd you get the mask?"
Marik shrugged. "Internet."
Bakura glanced at the window thing, um, oh, I give up! "What's that?"
Marik shrugged once more. "How should I know? That psycho teacher of Seth's gave it to me."
* * * * *
Ankh crawled out to where Senui stood, yes, still screaming at Anubis. He knew this was wrong, but he wanted to know why Senui was doing this. Actually no, but think about it. He's a little kid ((I tell you they're no more than eight or seven here.)) with the sweetest attitude possible, and you know, wants to have fun! And shut Senui up. But mostly have fun! He knew this would not help the situation, Senui would hate him, but it was only one time. ((Yeah, let's go skydiving without the parachute. It'll only be ONE time!)) Besides, Senui would forgive him. Someday, hopefully, not really, no. No. I dun think so. "Okay, here goes."
"Come on! Let's see you! You sure you got the head of a jackal and not a chicken?! ((Sol: Were there any chickens in Egypt back then?)) Come on! Show yourself! I--"
Ankh moved to where Senui could see him in shadow. "You've called upon me?"
Senui's jaw dropped. "HOLY BEEFSTICKS OF HELL! You don't play!" And with that he ran into the palace, begging forgiveness.
From inside we did, what else? Look in shock, dismay, and wonder.
I look at Bakura and quirk an eyebrow. "Holy beefsticks of hell?"
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"Now, two times four is?"
Seth grabbed the closest object, which was unfortunately a small and smooth pebble, and threw it at the teacher. ((Sol: Wow. That must have really hurt.)) He then ran for his life. "This is sick and wrong!"
The scribe sighed in self fulfillment. "Such brilliant pupils I have these days!"
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AR: Okey- dokey!
Sol: Leave a review, blah, blah, blah, blah, oh, and BLAH!
AR: Such an impolite kitty!
Sol: -_-U
AR: I hope you liked this one! I LOVE reviews so please leave one!
Sol: You're all idiots!
AR: That was random. So sorry for the slow update! I had to move (stupid human parents!) and then I had to set up the computers. But then I ended up typing this chapter on the wrong program so I had to type it again! Then, my stupid Internet wasn't hooked up yet, so I had to wait about another week and here I am!
Sol: Bye.
AR: That HOLY BEEFSTICKS OF HELL thing belongs to Serendipity.
Sol: Bye!
AR: You know, I just can't get to how evil Aniz really is. She's like Anti- Ankh! Yes, that evil. Can someone put me in their fic? Please? I'm not begging, it's just kewl, ya know?
Sol: BYE!!!! DON'T YA GET IT?!?!? BYE!!!!
AR: Temper, temper!
Sol: --U