Malik heard the jingling of the door opening as he pushed the mop across
the floor. He looked up to see Seto walk by, staring at him from toes to
head. When he reached the eyes, he suddenly put on a questioning look.
Malik just grumbled and kept going. The last time he stopped for a break,
Grampa had smacked his bottom. With a wooden spoon. Hard. He could still
feel it throbbing and with every step he took, he winced in pain. Seto
disappeared into the back of the shop with Grampa.
A few hours passed and Malik moved from mopping to cleaning the front of the display cases. Seto walked out and chuckled.
"Hey Yami, you're making the mess bigger," he chuckled and pointed to an object on the ground. The tub full of dirty mop water had 'tipped' over, spilling its contents all over the floor and a small stream had fought its way to the door and out down the sidewalk.
"Damn it! That took me hours to do!" Malik groaned. Seto walked straight through the water, leaving muddy footprints behind. "Seto!" he screamed.
After Seto vanished from site, Malik threw down the cleaning cloth and picked up the mop once again; grumbling and mumbling.
A few minutes passed and the door opened again. Malik ignored it and kept cleaning.
"Uh, Grampa? Is there supposed to be water running under the door?" By Yuugi's voice Malik judged that Yuugi was facing the door looking out.
"Water? What's that all about?" Grampa's voice came from the storeroom.
"Yuugi! Shut up! I'm working on it!" Malik hissed. Yuugi just gave one of his I'm-innocent-you-can't-blame-me looks. Grampa appeared behind the front desk.
"Hmmm. Yami, you're slouching." Grampa stated. Yuugi gave him another look. "And Yuugi, for pointing it out, you can join him," he continued. Yuugi's chin hit the ground.
"But, but, but." he stuttered. Not wanting to anger his Grampa, Yuugi picked up the cloth Malik had dropped earlier. Slowly he started to wipe the glass cabinet.
~Back in Egypt~
Yami sat in Malik's room staring at himself in the mirror. Malik seemed to stare back at him. He had been standing there for over four hours. He still couldn't understand how that could have happened. He continued staring the mirror as Marik walked through the door.
"What, haven't you ever seen yourself before? It's not like that fiasco in the village changed anything," he sneered. Yami turned his head and gave him a blank stare. Then he quickly turned back to the mirror.
"If you're really worried about your appearance, I can give you your next dare," he said bluntly. Yami turned back to Marik.
"Dare? What do you mean?" he asked.
"You must have had a serious blood rush to your head if you forgot. Because I do your chores, you would have to take a dare from me," Marik replied. "Besides, I've got a perfect one in my mind right now. You'll just have to wait until we get to Domino City," he stated. "What's with your eyes? Somehow they've changed. I just can't put my finger on it." Yami looked back into the mirror. It was still Malik's face looking back but it was Yami's eyes. Startled, he took a step backwards, stepped on a plushie and landed on Malik's bed.
"You're really not yourself lately. I offered you some coffee yesterday and you looked at it like it was poisoned." Isis was standing at the door watching them. "You two better get packing. We leave tomorrow at eight am. No later. Now get going!" Marik shuffled from the room and turned into the hall. Isis left also, closing the door behind her.
Now that everyone was gone, Yami managed to pry his eyes away from the mirror and took a look around the room. There was a desk at one corner, papers all neatly stacked, and a bed in the other. Nothing out of the ordinary, right? Well, besides the fact that Malik's bed was covered in assorted plushies (most of them being monkeys), nothing was weird. Except the fact that Yami was in Malik's body. But Yami had gotten used to that.
"Are you almost done, Malik? If you are, I found one last thing in Marik's room I don't think you could do without. Or have you finally decided to grow up?" Isis' voice came through the door.
"Yeah, I guess I am," he replied to her first question quickly after noticing a stuffed suitcase at the foot of the bed. "You can come in."
"I was going to anyway," she replied. With that, she opened the door and walked in. In her hands was a giant pink ball of fuzz. Yami just stared at it. "I know you never go anywhere without it. I believe Marik was going to use it as a sacrifice. I'm sorry to say that I was too late to save your Barney plushie," she giggled. "And Malik, maybe that's a hint to grow up. It's time to eat." She threw the fuzzy thing at him.
"Thanks, I guess," he called after her down the hall. He untangled the fuzz and found the front. It was a pink fuzzy monkey with a cheesy grin. Yami quickly shoved it into the suitcase and followed after her down the dark hall.
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Dias: How wonderful. I love coffee!
A few hours passed and Malik moved from mopping to cleaning the front of the display cases. Seto walked out and chuckled.
"Hey Yami, you're making the mess bigger," he chuckled and pointed to an object on the ground. The tub full of dirty mop water had 'tipped' over, spilling its contents all over the floor and a small stream had fought its way to the door and out down the sidewalk.
"Damn it! That took me hours to do!" Malik groaned. Seto walked straight through the water, leaving muddy footprints behind. "Seto!" he screamed.
After Seto vanished from site, Malik threw down the cleaning cloth and picked up the mop once again; grumbling and mumbling.
A few minutes passed and the door opened again. Malik ignored it and kept cleaning.
"Uh, Grampa? Is there supposed to be water running under the door?" By Yuugi's voice Malik judged that Yuugi was facing the door looking out.
"Water? What's that all about?" Grampa's voice came from the storeroom.
"Yuugi! Shut up! I'm working on it!" Malik hissed. Yuugi just gave one of his I'm-innocent-you-can't-blame-me looks. Grampa appeared behind the front desk.
"Hmmm. Yami, you're slouching." Grampa stated. Yuugi gave him another look. "And Yuugi, for pointing it out, you can join him," he continued. Yuugi's chin hit the ground.
"But, but, but." he stuttered. Not wanting to anger his Grampa, Yuugi picked up the cloth Malik had dropped earlier. Slowly he started to wipe the glass cabinet.
~Back in Egypt~
Yami sat in Malik's room staring at himself in the mirror. Malik seemed to stare back at him. He had been standing there for over four hours. He still couldn't understand how that could have happened. He continued staring the mirror as Marik walked through the door.
"What, haven't you ever seen yourself before? It's not like that fiasco in the village changed anything," he sneered. Yami turned his head and gave him a blank stare. Then he quickly turned back to the mirror.
"If you're really worried about your appearance, I can give you your next dare," he said bluntly. Yami turned back to Marik.
"Dare? What do you mean?" he asked.
"You must have had a serious blood rush to your head if you forgot. Because I do your chores, you would have to take a dare from me," Marik replied. "Besides, I've got a perfect one in my mind right now. You'll just have to wait until we get to Domino City," he stated. "What's with your eyes? Somehow they've changed. I just can't put my finger on it." Yami looked back into the mirror. It was still Malik's face looking back but it was Yami's eyes. Startled, he took a step backwards, stepped on a plushie and landed on Malik's bed.
"You're really not yourself lately. I offered you some coffee yesterday and you looked at it like it was poisoned." Isis was standing at the door watching them. "You two better get packing. We leave tomorrow at eight am. No later. Now get going!" Marik shuffled from the room and turned into the hall. Isis left also, closing the door behind her.
Now that everyone was gone, Yami managed to pry his eyes away from the mirror and took a look around the room. There was a desk at one corner, papers all neatly stacked, and a bed in the other. Nothing out of the ordinary, right? Well, besides the fact that Malik's bed was covered in assorted plushies (most of them being monkeys), nothing was weird. Except the fact that Yami was in Malik's body. But Yami had gotten used to that.
"Are you almost done, Malik? If you are, I found one last thing in Marik's room I don't think you could do without. Or have you finally decided to grow up?" Isis' voice came through the door.
"Yeah, I guess I am," he replied to her first question quickly after noticing a stuffed suitcase at the foot of the bed. "You can come in."
"I was going to anyway," she replied. With that, she opened the door and walked in. In her hands was a giant pink ball of fuzz. Yami just stared at it. "I know you never go anywhere without it. I believe Marik was going to use it as a sacrifice. I'm sorry to say that I was too late to save your Barney plushie," she giggled. "And Malik, maybe that's a hint to grow up. It's time to eat." She threw the fuzzy thing at him.
"Thanks, I guess," he called after her down the hall. He untangled the fuzz and found the front. It was a pink fuzzy monkey with a cheesy grin. Yami quickly shoved it into the suitcase and followed after her down the dark hall.
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Dias: How wonderful. I love coffee!