Dias: I am so sorry for not updating for so long! Please forgive me?
Dark Dias: Don't. She'll do it again.
Dias: Do you want to be hit on the head again?
Dark Dias: No thank you. I still have a goose egg from the last time.
Dias: Oh well. Anyways, Enjoy!
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"What the hell do you think you're doing!" Isis screamed, obviously pissed off. She had returned from the washroom to find her 'brother' kissing 'Yami'.
"I...I..." he stuttered.
"Hey, don't spazz out. I know what you did to Bakura last time we were here," Marik teased.
"Well, that was different. At least I wasn't kissing someone of my own sex!" she stated, going a deep shade of red. Yami watched as the other two bickered. Marik finally got Isis to settle down and drove away from the gas station. Isis stared out her window and remained silent.
Yami turned his attention to the now-conscious Malik in front of him.
"Umm, maybe I should explain...," Yami started, but was interrupted by Malik.
"Maybe later. The after affects of the coffee are still hitting me like shockwaves," he replied. Yami stared at him. "Ok, I admit I had coffee. Yuugi left it alone in his room. But as for what happened after that, I have no idea," he finished.
"How the hell did you get into my body and me into yours?" Yami asked. Malik blinked.
"Damn it Yami, I thought you knew!" Malik threw up his arms in disbelief.
//Hikari, did he just call you Yami? What the hell is going on here?// Marik asked in the back of his head. His eyes must have glazed over because a sudden gasp was heard from Malik.
"Shit, I forgot, no one knows! Tell him something fast! Hurry, before something explodes!" he whispered. "Shit, shit, shit, and crap! If he ever finds out I'll be dead!" he continued, mumbling to himself. Yami ignored him.
/Uh, Marik? Can this wait until we're in Domino? I mean, it's pretty confusing, I wouldn't want you to hit another car.../ He didn't get to finish his warning. The truck swerved wildly to the left. Horns blared and brakes squealed, but Marik continued to drive on the wrong side of the road.
"We're all going to die!" came a cry from Isis as she woke up (yes, she fell asleep) to the chaos of the road. "Marik! Damn you! Damn you! Damn you!!" she screamed before falling back against the chair, asleep once again. Yami and Malik, who were watching her, sweatdropped.
Marik swung insanely again, this time chasing a little red corvette. The sped passed a sign saying 'Welcome to Domino, Home of the Insane'. A siren could be heard in the distance, but it didn't matter to Marik.
"Marik! You have to pull over! That's the police following!" Isis screamed again, waking for the second time.
"The police? Who or what the hell are those?" Marik replied coolly.
"Argh!! They're the people who stop other people like you from breaking the law! And may I remind you, you're breaking about 50 right now! Let's see, kidnapping Yami, stealing a car, driving without a licsense, speeding, blowing a house apart, robbing a gas station," she was interrupted.
"He robbed a gas station?! Why didn't I know this before?" Yami stated. Isis gave him a Don't-interrupt-me-why-I'm-Talking glare. He shut up.
"As I was saying, speeding again, driving on the wrong side of the road..., oops, I forgot about the incident at the airport. Threatening to kill Malik, tripping about 15 flight attendants, trying to take a knife through customs, wailing like a spoiled child..., the list goes on. So can you just stop? Please?" she finished sincerely.
"Um, ok," he decided, slamming his foot onto the brake petal. With the speed they were originally going, stopping so suddenly is not a good idea. Malik and Yami were squashed into the window separator like bugs on a windshield. The skid mark was just noticable, about 50 meters in length. It soon disappeared as the now multiple police cars wailed into the back and side of the truck, as it had spun as they tried to stop. Convinced everything was ok, Marik took off again, doubling his previous speed, leaving the cops in a tangled mess of metal and rubber.
"Ok then," Yami and Malik said at the same time. A childhood game popped into Malik's head.
"PersonalJynxOneTwoThreeFourFiveSixSevenEightNineTen! I win!" he yelled at the top of his lungs. Unfortunately, Yami also remembered this game, he had played and lost many time with Yuugi. The rules state that if your 'opponent' reaches ten before you say 'stop', you can't talk until someone says your name three times in a row. And, being in the current condition where everyone called him 'Malik', it didn't look like he'd be able to talk for a long time.
Marik's road rage was not yet satisfied. He quickly caught up to the little red corvette and tailed into downtown Domino, where it tried very hard to lose him by swinging down small roads and alleys. But it didn't matter. Marik was always there. The little red corvette turned into an alley to find it a dead end.
"Hehehe, poor little sports car, about to be mangled by the jaws of death..
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Dark Dias: I like, a lot!
Dias: Review!!!!
Dark Dias: Don't. She'll do it again.
Dias: Do you want to be hit on the head again?
Dark Dias: No thank you. I still have a goose egg from the last time.
Dias: Oh well. Anyways, Enjoy!
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"What the hell do you think you're doing!" Isis screamed, obviously pissed off. She had returned from the washroom to find her 'brother' kissing 'Yami'.
"I...I..." he stuttered.
"Hey, don't spazz out. I know what you did to Bakura last time we were here," Marik teased.
"Well, that was different. At least I wasn't kissing someone of my own sex!" she stated, going a deep shade of red. Yami watched as the other two bickered. Marik finally got Isis to settle down and drove away from the gas station. Isis stared out her window and remained silent.
Yami turned his attention to the now-conscious Malik in front of him.
"Umm, maybe I should explain...," Yami started, but was interrupted by Malik.
"Maybe later. The after affects of the coffee are still hitting me like shockwaves," he replied. Yami stared at him. "Ok, I admit I had coffee. Yuugi left it alone in his room. But as for what happened after that, I have no idea," he finished.
"How the hell did you get into my body and me into yours?" Yami asked. Malik blinked.
"Damn it Yami, I thought you knew!" Malik threw up his arms in disbelief.
//Hikari, did he just call you Yami? What the hell is going on here?// Marik asked in the back of his head. His eyes must have glazed over because a sudden gasp was heard from Malik.
"Shit, I forgot, no one knows! Tell him something fast! Hurry, before something explodes!" he whispered. "Shit, shit, shit, and crap! If he ever finds out I'll be dead!" he continued, mumbling to himself. Yami ignored him.
/Uh, Marik? Can this wait until we're in Domino? I mean, it's pretty confusing, I wouldn't want you to hit another car.../ He didn't get to finish his warning. The truck swerved wildly to the left. Horns blared and brakes squealed, but Marik continued to drive on the wrong side of the road.
"We're all going to die!" came a cry from Isis as she woke up (yes, she fell asleep) to the chaos of the road. "Marik! Damn you! Damn you! Damn you!!" she screamed before falling back against the chair, asleep once again. Yami and Malik, who were watching her, sweatdropped.
Marik swung insanely again, this time chasing a little red corvette. The sped passed a sign saying 'Welcome to Domino, Home of the Insane'. A siren could be heard in the distance, but it didn't matter to Marik.
"Marik! You have to pull over! That's the police following!" Isis screamed again, waking for the second time.
"The police? Who or what the hell are those?" Marik replied coolly.
"Argh!! They're the people who stop other people like you from breaking the law! And may I remind you, you're breaking about 50 right now! Let's see, kidnapping Yami, stealing a car, driving without a licsense, speeding, blowing a house apart, robbing a gas station," she was interrupted.
"He robbed a gas station?! Why didn't I know this before?" Yami stated. Isis gave him a Don't-interrupt-me-why-I'm-Talking glare. He shut up.
"As I was saying, speeding again, driving on the wrong side of the road..., oops, I forgot about the incident at the airport. Threatening to kill Malik, tripping about 15 flight attendants, trying to take a knife through customs, wailing like a spoiled child..., the list goes on. So can you just stop? Please?" she finished sincerely.
"Um, ok," he decided, slamming his foot onto the brake petal. With the speed they were originally going, stopping so suddenly is not a good idea. Malik and Yami were squashed into the window separator like bugs on a windshield. The skid mark was just noticable, about 50 meters in length. It soon disappeared as the now multiple police cars wailed into the back and side of the truck, as it had spun as they tried to stop. Convinced everything was ok, Marik took off again, doubling his previous speed, leaving the cops in a tangled mess of metal and rubber.
"Ok then," Yami and Malik said at the same time. A childhood game popped into Malik's head.
"PersonalJynxOneTwoThreeFourFiveSixSevenEightNineTen! I win!" he yelled at the top of his lungs. Unfortunately, Yami also remembered this game, he had played and lost many time with Yuugi. The rules state that if your 'opponent' reaches ten before you say 'stop', you can't talk until someone says your name three times in a row. And, being in the current condition where everyone called him 'Malik', it didn't look like he'd be able to talk for a long time.
Marik's road rage was not yet satisfied. He quickly caught up to the little red corvette and tailed into downtown Domino, where it tried very hard to lose him by swinging down small roads and alleys. But it didn't matter. Marik was always there. The little red corvette turned into an alley to find it a dead end.
"Hehehe, poor little sports car, about to be mangled by the jaws of death..
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Dark Dias: I like, a lot!
Dias: Review!!!!