Hiei: *grumbles* hello readers. Neko chan wanted me to get this chapter out quick.
apparently, she's eager to finish this story so she can start a new one.
any way, so sorry about last chapter. we know, it was short. this chapter's a little
longer.
CK: yup! ^_^ she says afta we wite dis we can go pway with de new baby!
Hiei: changing diapers and watching her breast feed isn't exactly my idea of playing
with it.
CK: Hiei! das mean! they didn't need to know dat...
Hiei: what? that she breast feeds? so what? it's natural.
CK: -_- just type de chapter.
~~~~~~~~~(Seto's P.O.V)~~~~~~~~~
i let out an anguished cry as i leaned over the cool porclien bowl of the air plane
toilet. out side, i could hear people screaming for me to get out. saying they needed to
do this and that and that i was hogging the bathroom, but i didn't care. i knew i wouldn't
be out until i emptied every thing in my stomach. ugh, i knew i shouldn't have had all that
whiskey. i'd be surprised if i could stand up, let alone walk straight and manage to look
sober. but, surprisingly, i pulled it off. i slowly took a deep breath and walked out of
the bathroom as i heard a voice come over the intercom, allerting us that we would
be landing in a few minutes. thank god for that. once i was back in my seat, just about
every one was asleep except for a pair of two very drunk/hyper egyptians known as Marik
and Malik. they were standing in the air plane aisle, tossing Joey back and forth between
one another, making the little baby giggle non-stop, but the flight attendants didn't
seem too happy about it. quickly, i rushed over and snatched Joey from Marik's grasp,
just as he was about to be tossed again. Marik and Malik groaned in disappointment as
i gestured for them to get back in their seats. once they were both strapped in and had
found something to keep their attention; that being the long planes of nothing but desert
sand; i sat down my self and pulled Joey into my lap. "are you ok little guy?" hearing
this, he cocked his head to the side and gave me a veryy confused look. "they didn't hurt
you did they?" at this, i noticed some drool seeping from the corner of his mouth, making
me chuckle quietly to my self. "you look ok to me. i'll take that as a yes." with that, i
turned him around so that he was facing the large flat tv screen and placed a pair of
over sized head phones over his ears, making his eyes go wide as sound from the tv blasted
at him like a giant wave, from where he couldn't figure out. i pointed towards the tv,
silently explaning that was the source of all the noise, and much to my surprise, he
seemed to understand. he watched in mild fascination as a group of children performed
the 'oscar mayer' theme song whilst on one of their commercials; not noticing that the
plane was slowly coming to a stop. i glanced out of the window and through slightly
blurry vision, took in the sight of the hot scorching land of egypt. i must admit, it
was amazing. i had never seen such a thing as this. although it looked strangely familiar
to me, but i simply shrugged and stood from my seat, giving tristan a good hard waking kick in
the 'lower regions' to wake him before carrying Joey off, handing him to malik then heading towards our
awaiting luggage. i knew that was a law suit waiting to happen, but at the moment i didn't care.
all i wanted to do was get my luggage and get off this damn plane. some how i knew that would prove
to be impossible though. i could hear screaming behind me, followed by insane laughter and hysterical
giggling but i didn't turn back, almost afraid of what i'd see. i quickly grabbed our luggage and stuffed
it in our rentle jeep, then got in the driver's side, thankful that malik and marik had gotten to me in time
to get in the jeep along with Joey and the others before i took off at full speed. the sooner i got this
over with, the better.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~(else where, again)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"what are we going to do?! *twitch* i need that damned anti-dote *twitch* if my eye brows are to ever stay on!
*twitch*" a large man shouted at the top of his lungs as he stood and threw his arms up in defeat.
"this is hopeless. we'll never get it back." said the youn girl standing beside him as her shoulders sank
and she let out a deep deppressed sigh. "of course we'll get it back! i need it!" he didn't see her quirk
a confused eye brow at him as she contemplated what he was saying. "oh yeah? do you have a plan?"
the man looked surprised at first, but soon re-gathered his some-what cool image and slowly turned around,
rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "well, uh..no. not exactly." both of them sweat dropped as the man
giggled and gave the girl a saucy grin. "but i'm sure YOU can think of something!"
the girl mentally slapped her self and turned around, not wishing to see the man that had caused her so much
trouble. "i'm sure i will. eventually..."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~(Seto's P.O.V)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
finally,we're driving down the long dusty road, having absolutely no idea where we're going.
apparently, Mali, Marik nor Bakura or Yami remember where that damned tomb is. so we have a very
simple plan. for the next week, until we get that anti-dote, we're going to drive around egypt aimlessly
until we happen to come across the right tomb. i have only one opinion on this: i am going to kill
bakura.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~(tbc)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hiei: well, that's chapter 8. happy? it took us 3 days to write this out, --only because we're extremely
lazy-- and it's still not that good!
CK: sowwy weaders!
Hiei: oh, and to the person that pointed out that we double space, we don't. for
some reason, it just comes up that way on ff.net
CK: bu-bye people!
apparently, she's eager to finish this story so she can start a new one.
any way, so sorry about last chapter. we know, it was short. this chapter's a little
longer.
CK: yup! ^_^ she says afta we wite dis we can go pway with de new baby!
Hiei: changing diapers and watching her breast feed isn't exactly my idea of playing
with it.
CK: Hiei! das mean! they didn't need to know dat...
Hiei: what? that she breast feeds? so what? it's natural.
CK: -_- just type de chapter.
~~~~~~~~~(Seto's P.O.V)~~~~~~~~~
i let out an anguished cry as i leaned over the cool porclien bowl of the air plane
toilet. out side, i could hear people screaming for me to get out. saying they needed to
do this and that and that i was hogging the bathroom, but i didn't care. i knew i wouldn't
be out until i emptied every thing in my stomach. ugh, i knew i shouldn't have had all that
whiskey. i'd be surprised if i could stand up, let alone walk straight and manage to look
sober. but, surprisingly, i pulled it off. i slowly took a deep breath and walked out of
the bathroom as i heard a voice come over the intercom, allerting us that we would
be landing in a few minutes. thank god for that. once i was back in my seat, just about
every one was asleep except for a pair of two very drunk/hyper egyptians known as Marik
and Malik. they were standing in the air plane aisle, tossing Joey back and forth between
one another, making the little baby giggle non-stop, but the flight attendants didn't
seem too happy about it. quickly, i rushed over and snatched Joey from Marik's grasp,
just as he was about to be tossed again. Marik and Malik groaned in disappointment as
i gestured for them to get back in their seats. once they were both strapped in and had
found something to keep their attention; that being the long planes of nothing but desert
sand; i sat down my self and pulled Joey into my lap. "are you ok little guy?" hearing
this, he cocked his head to the side and gave me a veryy confused look. "they didn't hurt
you did they?" at this, i noticed some drool seeping from the corner of his mouth, making
me chuckle quietly to my self. "you look ok to me. i'll take that as a yes." with that, i
turned him around so that he was facing the large flat tv screen and placed a pair of
over sized head phones over his ears, making his eyes go wide as sound from the tv blasted
at him like a giant wave, from where he couldn't figure out. i pointed towards the tv,
silently explaning that was the source of all the noise, and much to my surprise, he
seemed to understand. he watched in mild fascination as a group of children performed
the 'oscar mayer' theme song whilst on one of their commercials; not noticing that the
plane was slowly coming to a stop. i glanced out of the window and through slightly
blurry vision, took in the sight of the hot scorching land of egypt. i must admit, it
was amazing. i had never seen such a thing as this. although it looked strangely familiar
to me, but i simply shrugged and stood from my seat, giving tristan a good hard waking kick in
the 'lower regions' to wake him before carrying Joey off, handing him to malik then heading towards our
awaiting luggage. i knew that was a law suit waiting to happen, but at the moment i didn't care.
all i wanted to do was get my luggage and get off this damn plane. some how i knew that would prove
to be impossible though. i could hear screaming behind me, followed by insane laughter and hysterical
giggling but i didn't turn back, almost afraid of what i'd see. i quickly grabbed our luggage and stuffed
it in our rentle jeep, then got in the driver's side, thankful that malik and marik had gotten to me in time
to get in the jeep along with Joey and the others before i took off at full speed. the sooner i got this
over with, the better.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~(else where, again)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"what are we going to do?! *twitch* i need that damned anti-dote *twitch* if my eye brows are to ever stay on!
*twitch*" a large man shouted at the top of his lungs as he stood and threw his arms up in defeat.
"this is hopeless. we'll never get it back." said the youn girl standing beside him as her shoulders sank
and she let out a deep deppressed sigh. "of course we'll get it back! i need it!" he didn't see her quirk
a confused eye brow at him as she contemplated what he was saying. "oh yeah? do you have a plan?"
the man looked surprised at first, but soon re-gathered his some-what cool image and slowly turned around,
rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "well, uh..no. not exactly." both of them sweat dropped as the man
giggled and gave the girl a saucy grin. "but i'm sure YOU can think of something!"
the girl mentally slapped her self and turned around, not wishing to see the man that had caused her so much
trouble. "i'm sure i will. eventually..."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~(Seto's P.O.V)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
finally,we're driving down the long dusty road, having absolutely no idea where we're going.
apparently, Mali, Marik nor Bakura or Yami remember where that damned tomb is. so we have a very
simple plan. for the next week, until we get that anti-dote, we're going to drive around egypt aimlessly
until we happen to come across the right tomb. i have only one opinion on this: i am going to kill
bakura.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~(tbc)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hiei: well, that's chapter 8. happy? it took us 3 days to write this out, --only because we're extremely
lazy-- and it's still not that good!
CK: sowwy weaders!
Hiei: oh, and to the person that pointed out that we double space, we don't. for
some reason, it just comes up that way on ff.net
CK: bu-bye people!