Dias: Hey everybody! I'm back! And I have plenty of energy!
Dark Dias: Sure, plenty of energy, but no brains. How does that work? I mean, you forgot to set your alarm last night, meaning you didn't get out of bed until 8:20.
Dias:...I do to have brains!
Dark Dias: Then type the chapter.
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//Well, what do you think? Yes, or no?//
Bakura, finally figured out what was going on and replied.
/I guess so. What is it this time?/
//Since I know you're not in your own body, this could be funny. I want you to spend a whole hour butt-naked. You can pick the time.// Marik smirked mentally.
/And what happens if I don't do it?/ Bakura questioned.
//Then you have to do whatever I say for a week.//
/Fine, I'll do the dare then./ Another mentally smirk from Marik.
"If you guys don't mind, I'm going to go change out of these ridiculous clothes," Seto said. Yami pouted.
"You better keep them. That's my favorite outfit," he called after Seto, who completed ignored him.
"Jackass," he muttered under his breath. Jou shook his head.
"I'm confused. Why on earth has Yami suddenly changed his taste in clothes and since when does Bakura care about Yami's clothes? This is all too much for me," he said, collapsing to the couch beside Yami.
"Don't worry Jou. It's me, Yami. That's why I care about the clothes. And apparently Seto doesn't like tight clothing," Yami snickered. "For further reference, just look at each person's eyes. Even though I'm in Bakura's body, I still have my eyes."
Jou took a moment and glanced at the eyes of the switched. "I see it now. Seto's body has Malik's eyes, so Malik's mind is in Seto's body, right? And Malik's body has Bakura's eyes, so that's where Bakura is," he concluded.
"Are you sure Bakura's there? I mean, he tends to wander off to various places," Ryou joked.
"Hey Ryou, I wouldn't make fun of where a yami's mind is if I were you. I hit my head last time. (A/N: see Mind Shuffle chapter one) It hurt like hell," Jou cautioned, but it was too late, again.
Malik's body had flown from the ground and launched himself at Ryou, who was sitting beside Seto's body, or Malik, on the couch. The force that Bakura had made as he leapt upon Ryou made the couch tip, sending Ryou, Bakura and Malik into a heap on the ground.
After hearing a loud noise from the room where everyone else was, Seto ran down the hallway to see what had happened. He walked in to see three bodies tangled on the ground, his included. What he didn't really expect to see was his and Malik's lips together. Apparently, neither Bakura or Malik had expected that either.
"Hey! What was that for!? I've already been kissed by my own body once, I didn't that to happen again!" Malik screamed. Everyone stared at him. After untangling himself from the mess Ryou looked questioningly at Malik.
"What do you mean you've already been kissed by yourself?" he asked. A sigh came from the other couch.
"Trust me Ryou, you don't want to know," Yami said. Ryou looked at Yami, then back at Malik, who blushed and turned away.
"Fine, if neither of you will tell me, I'll get Marik to," Ryou pouted. He looked around the room, but Marik wasn't there.
"Does anyone know where Marik is?"
//Don't tell anyone Yami, but I'm making 'lunch'. I'll let you in on my prank. I wouldn't eat any of it, it's all cursed. If you eat it...,well, I'm not sure what will happen.// Marik cackled.
/I won't tell. I'll claim I'm not hungry, good enough for you?/
//Yup. I'll be right there.//
True to his word, a few minutes later Marik walked into the room with a platter full of food, none of which looked cursed. Marik had a bun stuck in his mouth, Bakura supposed that one wasn't cursed.
As he entered the room, everyone looked at him.
"What? I was hungry and decided to make some lunch. I made extra, help yourself," he replied to their looks. Since nobody had eaten for a while, the platter was soon empty. Marik smirked behind his bun.
//Now to watch the fun// he said mentally as the food rapidly disappeared into everyone's mouths.
With a sudden chorus of popping noises, the room was full of very fuzzy, very cross kuriboh's.
"What the hell happened! Why am I a kuriboh?!" Yami's voice came from one of the kuriboh's on the upright couch. "Marik!! What the hell did you do to this food?!"
"I think you look cute as a kuriboh, Yami. It hides that crazy hair of yours," Anzu's mocking voice came from the floor.
"Hey everybody! Anzu didn't say something about friendship for once! Hurray!!" Jou shouted. "And Anzu, I wouldn't talk if I was you, being a kuriboh hides that hideous face of * yours*."
Everyone snickered.
"Just one question," Marik stated. "How come Yami's voice came from over there when I know that he's in Malik's body over here?"
"Marik, Yami's not in Malik's body, I am. You know, me, Bakura?" Bakura said. Marik was dazed.
"I don't get it. How on earth did you switch bodies again?" he asked. The switched sighed.
"Don't, please don't ask that. It * was * your fault after all."
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Dias: Wheeeeeee!!!!!!!! I'm so wired! I think I need mental help. This took forever to write, thanks to the stupid 'c' key on my keyboard. It doesn't work properly.
Dark Dias: That's because you broke it.
Dias: Why do you have to be so negative all the time? Would it kill you to be nice for once?
Dark Dias: Yes.
Dias: You suck. Now please review! I need comments on what to put in the story. Help me! I have no idea when the next chapter will be up, I've hit a writer's block. A very BIG writer's block. Ja!
Dark Dias: Sure, plenty of energy, but no brains. How does that work? I mean, you forgot to set your alarm last night, meaning you didn't get out of bed until 8:20.
Dias:...I do to have brains!
Dark Dias: Then type the chapter.
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//Well, what do you think? Yes, or no?//
Bakura, finally figured out what was going on and replied.
/I guess so. What is it this time?/
//Since I know you're not in your own body, this could be funny. I want you to spend a whole hour butt-naked. You can pick the time.// Marik smirked mentally.
/And what happens if I don't do it?/ Bakura questioned.
//Then you have to do whatever I say for a week.//
/Fine, I'll do the dare then./ Another mentally smirk from Marik.
"If you guys don't mind, I'm going to go change out of these ridiculous clothes," Seto said. Yami pouted.
"You better keep them. That's my favorite outfit," he called after Seto, who completed ignored him.
"Jackass," he muttered under his breath. Jou shook his head.
"I'm confused. Why on earth has Yami suddenly changed his taste in clothes and since when does Bakura care about Yami's clothes? This is all too much for me," he said, collapsing to the couch beside Yami.
"Don't worry Jou. It's me, Yami. That's why I care about the clothes. And apparently Seto doesn't like tight clothing," Yami snickered. "For further reference, just look at each person's eyes. Even though I'm in Bakura's body, I still have my eyes."
Jou took a moment and glanced at the eyes of the switched. "I see it now. Seto's body has Malik's eyes, so Malik's mind is in Seto's body, right? And Malik's body has Bakura's eyes, so that's where Bakura is," he concluded.
"Are you sure Bakura's there? I mean, he tends to wander off to various places," Ryou joked.
"Hey Ryou, I wouldn't make fun of where a yami's mind is if I were you. I hit my head last time. (A/N: see Mind Shuffle chapter one) It hurt like hell," Jou cautioned, but it was too late, again.
Malik's body had flown from the ground and launched himself at Ryou, who was sitting beside Seto's body, or Malik, on the couch. The force that Bakura had made as he leapt upon Ryou made the couch tip, sending Ryou, Bakura and Malik into a heap on the ground.
After hearing a loud noise from the room where everyone else was, Seto ran down the hallway to see what had happened. He walked in to see three bodies tangled on the ground, his included. What he didn't really expect to see was his and Malik's lips together. Apparently, neither Bakura or Malik had expected that either.
"Hey! What was that for!? I've already been kissed by my own body once, I didn't that to happen again!" Malik screamed. Everyone stared at him. After untangling himself from the mess Ryou looked questioningly at Malik.
"What do you mean you've already been kissed by yourself?" he asked. A sigh came from the other couch.
"Trust me Ryou, you don't want to know," Yami said. Ryou looked at Yami, then back at Malik, who blushed and turned away.
"Fine, if neither of you will tell me, I'll get Marik to," Ryou pouted. He looked around the room, but Marik wasn't there.
"Does anyone know where Marik is?"
//Don't tell anyone Yami, but I'm making 'lunch'. I'll let you in on my prank. I wouldn't eat any of it, it's all cursed. If you eat it...,well, I'm not sure what will happen.// Marik cackled.
/I won't tell. I'll claim I'm not hungry, good enough for you?/
//Yup. I'll be right there.//
True to his word, a few minutes later Marik walked into the room with a platter full of food, none of which looked cursed. Marik had a bun stuck in his mouth, Bakura supposed that one wasn't cursed.
As he entered the room, everyone looked at him.
"What? I was hungry and decided to make some lunch. I made extra, help yourself," he replied to their looks. Since nobody had eaten for a while, the platter was soon empty. Marik smirked behind his bun.
//Now to watch the fun// he said mentally as the food rapidly disappeared into everyone's mouths.
With a sudden chorus of popping noises, the room was full of very fuzzy, very cross kuriboh's.
"What the hell happened! Why am I a kuriboh?!" Yami's voice came from one of the kuriboh's on the upright couch. "Marik!! What the hell did you do to this food?!"
"I think you look cute as a kuriboh, Yami. It hides that crazy hair of yours," Anzu's mocking voice came from the floor.
"Hey everybody! Anzu didn't say something about friendship for once! Hurray!!" Jou shouted. "And Anzu, I wouldn't talk if I was you, being a kuriboh hides that hideous face of * yours*."
Everyone snickered.
"Just one question," Marik stated. "How come Yami's voice came from over there when I know that he's in Malik's body over here?"
"Marik, Yami's not in Malik's body, I am. You know, me, Bakura?" Bakura said. Marik was dazed.
"I don't get it. How on earth did you switch bodies again?" he asked. The switched sighed.
"Don't, please don't ask that. It * was * your fault after all."
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Dias: Wheeeeeee!!!!!!!! I'm so wired! I think I need mental help. This took forever to write, thanks to the stupid 'c' key on my keyboard. It doesn't work properly.
Dark Dias: That's because you broke it.
Dias: Why do you have to be so negative all the time? Would it kill you to be nice for once?
Dark Dias: Yes.
Dias: You suck. Now please review! I need comments on what to put in the story. Help me! I have no idea when the next chapter will be up, I've hit a writer's block. A very BIG writer's block. Ja!