SugarFang: Alas, we are here once again.
ChocoMittens: Hey! ^.^ I told you I'd be back.
AuraFang: Indeed. Now, to buisness.
SugarFang: O_o
ChocoMittens: Yeah! Since I'm helping this chapter might be diffrent from the last two.
Disclaimer: Neither SugarFang nor ChocoMittens own Yugioh, and since AuraFang does not exsist.. well.. you get the point
AuraFang: *sob*
~*~*~*~*~A crime of a much different sort~*~*~*~*~*~
Joey Wheeler entered McDonalds, he looked around nervously and walked up to the counter- a screw driver in his hand.
"Hello there sir! How may I help you?" a man said with a huge fake smile. Joey looked at the menu,
"I'll ah.. have french fries..please" His left eye twitched. The man smiled brightly at him and turned his head slowly,
"One order of french fries! So would you like anything else with that sir? A drink? Perhaps a salt packet?" "Sure, whatever" He said quickly. Joey however wasn't paying attention, his eyes were greedily fixed on a small donation box sitting in front of the counter, how shiny a gleam there was around it, it had lured Joey into it's shiny, pretty depth. On the box there read a sign. On the sign was a picture of a grinning man holding up a picture of a shiny red car. How random. Upon it there read,
"Please donate your largest bills, and shiniest quarters to the Fdajfsljflgj fund. We are trying to help the children in Hlhjfdhfahg and need your help! These children have no arms, no legs, nor do they have eyes, mouth, or any other body parts needed for life. How sad. In fact, these poor children are non-exsistent, the manager just needs a new car. However these non-existent children have come down with a horrible non- exsistant disease called Gkhshklgls syndrum. How unfortunate, yet you can help!!!! By sending us your money, we will give them the shot that shall banish this horrid disease. So basically, your paying to have some poor non-exsistant kid stuck in the arm with a big shiny needle! They must love you! Thank you and remember to eat at McDonalds!"
Yes it was a long sign, and there were many a words Joey could not understand. But that wasn't what he was staring at, it was the shiny, round, things that were made out of metal. Also known as 'quarters'. He looked at it with lusting eyes. How he wanted that money. How he wanted those quarters. And how well he knew the process to get them. He turned the screwdriver in his palm. It was his close friend, it had bought him many a cheeseburgers. And now it was time to use his old friend once more. He slowly edged toward the box, the worker stared straight ahead, his face showed a kind of look that could only mean one thing. The worker was considering his life. If only he hadn't married and dropped out of school at the age of twelve. If only he had went to college. Joey moved the screwdriver to the box. How to open it? First he attempted to whack it repeatedly with the screwdriver's metal handle, But alas this did not work- afterall this is Joey were talking about. Finally he resorted to the most practical thing. Taking the screwdriver and prying the box off of the table. Holding the hefty box in his hand, he smiled happily at the shiny jewels that reflected in his eye. The worker turned his head slowly, the fake smile still glued to his lips.
"Your order is here Sir!" Joey looked up momentarily out of his trance, he hid the donation box behind his back in a most obvious manner. In that format in which resembeled something that Joey has had much experience in. The way a child, would hide a broken vase from his mother after a rowdy game of indoor frisbee. He put on his 'I didn't just steal your box of money for the helpess kids with no arms, legs, eyes, mouths, or any other body parts that are neccessary for life. Honest' innocent smile.
"Ah yes, my order, my french fries, my.. food...Yes....Yes..." The worker handed him a bag.
"The price comes to.. lets see.. $5.59" Joey pryed off the top of the donation box and pulled out a handfull of pennies and handed them to the worker. The worker however didn't seem to notice the donation box, that or he really didn't care.
"Pennies?" the man moaned. "Why do they always pay me in pennies?" Joey stuffed the food in his mouth and stuck the donation box in his pants and rattled off towards the door in the "I have a big square object on my butt that resembles the donation box I pryed off your counter" sort of way. Although almost no one else noticed this strange happening, Pegaseus with his mini spy-kids camera he had just received from his happy meal, did. Of course, he had taped the whole thing. And with his super-deluxe spy camera it was hard not to notice the object sticking off of Joey's butt and the constant rattling as he tottered toward the door. 'Whats up with that Joey-boy?' "Of course, being the freaky adult that I am, I must find out" he said out loud. A boy turned, looked under his table and eyed Pegaseus, the strange man in a red suit, who was sitting there muttering to his camera in an insane way.
"Mom theres a scary man down there." He whined. The mother pulled out her pepper spray and... well.. you need not know more as what happened is quite obvious. She started spraying it on her french fries muttering about how they never put the proper dose of pepper any more. The boy sighed and kicked Pegaseus in the head.
"Out of there you! This here table is mine!" He kicked him again. "Go mutter insanely under your own table you loser." Pegaseus let out a small reluctant noise and grumbled to himself.
"Alright, Alright I'm leaving you little twerp-boy" He said brushing some french fry crumbs off his neatly pressed red suit and followed the jingling noise emitting from Joey's pants out the front door. "These pennies will take for ever to count!" The worker whined, "I better start...1.....5....29......17...1000....2...whats after two? WHY DIDN'T I FINISH SIXTH GRADE?!" He screamed. The manager walked up with a small sneer.
"You wanna know the best part? You aint leavin' till you finish countin' them pennies!" The worker let out a small groan and began counting again.
~*~*~*~*~*~Tea's Bouncy-full day~*~*~*~*~*~*~
It was a normal day for Tea, She was bouncing down the street singing a happy song about puppies. How normal. How plain. How...happy. There were so many things for little Tea to be happy about. She had woken up at 5:30 in the morning to the sound of that lovely beeping alarm that drowned her with it's happy, beeping, joyfull sound. After that she had eaten some crispy burnt toast, swung on her overly-weighted backpack, and said good- bye to her dear mother and father, who didn't really notice. She gleefully walked out the door and slipped on some ice, causing her to fall flat on her face. She giggled, she was so clumsy! And this was promising to be the most wonderful/best day of all! Why? Because her dear friend Tristan had invited her to go free-food-sampling at the local Wegmans. What a wonderful day! First, school, with those acne covered teachers, and horrible looking students. She loved them all so! And then she would frolic down the dirty snow covered streets as she made her way towards Tristans house, singing off-key a christmas carol to please all their lovely neighbors that would most likely love to wake up from their afternoon naps to her squeeky and cheerful voice. As she skipped down the road she spotted a most christmasy looking figure. Ah, Pegaseus in his nice red tacky suit. And his silver hair.
"Hello dear Pegaseus! It's so wonderful to see you on this wonderful day." She cried happily. Pegaseus however mumbled something about screw drivers and streamed down the street holding a random underwear drawer over his head, throwing striped boxers around as if it was christmas already. It was nice to see such a beautfull sight, ah how pretty those boxers decorated the road in their striped purple and orange way. She reached down to pick up one, maybe to keep it, maybe to show her friends, maybe to spread joy to the rest of the world just as Pegaseus had done. What a wonderful cause, on such a wonderfull morning of such a wonderfully wonderful day, in such a wonderful world.
"It's like a boxer wonderland!" she squeeled happily. "Oh? Whats this?" She looked down at the fine print written on the boxers stretchy eleastic rim. Joseph Wheeler, if found, please return. She shrugged, the name sounded familair, almost as if she knew someone named Joseph Wheeler. But she did not have time to search for such words in the memory banks of her confused little mind. For now it was time to go to Tristans and go sampling that delightfull food at Wegmans.
~*~*~*~*~*~Pegaseus's flashback~*~*~*~*~*~
It had been dark out when Pegaseus had finally completed the final parts of his scheme. Of caurse he was not just a moron like the rest of them, he just had a odd fashion sense. It was not hard to figure out what Joey had done. Upon stalking Joseph for the rest of the evening, Pegaseus had broken into his house, hid in his closet, and once again used his mini camera to tape Joey's dastradly actions. Joey had come home, opened the door to his room and looked around nervously. He pulled the box out from his pants with shifty eyes and stuffed it in his underwear drawer. Among with some canned goods he stole from a school can drive, and some other random goods meant for charity. The box stuck out quite plainly, but Joey assumed it would be good enough and fell onto his bed and immediantly fell asleep, drooling of course.
Pegaseus had thus tried to pull out the box, however it was wedged in there fairly well as Joey had some expeirence in this kind of work. See Joey was not your normal teen moron. Joey was a shoplifting teen moron. And this is all there is to say about him. Pegaseus knew the box stood still and would not leave it's shelter. This required extreme measures. He grunted and used what little muscle he had and pulled and yanked and swore and finally he just took the whole stinkin' drawer out and then ran around in circles for about ten minutes, cheering silently and congratulating himself on a job well done. Finally he exited the house threw the left window, in the top corner of the attic. Why he did not use the front door remains a mystery to us, as Joseph had foolishly and lazilly forgotten to even close it. Maybe he just wanted to be dramatic like any villian would.
*~*~*~*~*~*~Care to spare the pennies?~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Worker- 29..58..61...10..
Other-Worker: WE NEED ANOTHER CHEESEBURGER!
Worker- Darn it I lost my spot again! 5...9...27..52...
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~A little more~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Pegaseus's plan was almost complete. He had left a trail of boxers leading to Seto Kaiba's mansion. He quickly ran into the large imposing building and noticed the stairs. How long they were. How long and how.. unneccesary. Would he be able to make it up those long twirling metal steps? It was doubtful. And so he decided to take the easy way out(Just like he normally did)- the elevator. Leaving a trail of boxers behind him, he walked up to the door of said elevator, glared at that big red button that threatend his scheme. And pressed it, and hit it, and pounded it, and even attempted twhacking it with his head. The door's slowly opened. He pointed and laughed at the evil red big button.
"Whahhahahaa.. I have beaten you this time! And on the way down I shall beat you again!" He roared with insane laughter and bounced into the elevator, getting a weird look from a nearby maid. The maid pulled out a walkie-talkie and pressed a few buttons.
"Mary-Sue, I think we have a code red.." She said. Mary-Sue, on the other walkie-talkie sighed.
"No silly, nothing would ever happen here! For this is Seto Kaiba's office! And plus I have a date with some cute guy named Duke Devlin tonight! If I were to get hold up with some code red break in- why I might dissapoint him!" She said sadly. "wouldn't that be just terrible??"
The maid sighed, Mary-Sue was right. In Kaiba's office, there was nothing but one computer. And of caurse, Kaiba. But now Pegaseus was in Kaiba's office. He had waved a cheery hello to the secretary that allowed him to pass and walked over to Kaiba.
"Hello Kaiba boy!" He said cheerfully, "I have a present for you!" He stuck a yellow post it note on Kaiba's forehead. "Don't take it off! It's quite important!" He turned to leave but heistated.
"Oh, and another thing," He turned and dropped a yellow smily face pair of boxers on Kaiba's desk. "Don't touch that, it's important as well." Kaiba nodded and continued obsessivly working on his computer. Pegaseus skippied out of the room, holding the underwear drawer, which was nearly empty except for the stolen goods and a few random pairs of boxers. Pegaseus smiled at the secretary, and walked over to her desk.
"Merry Christmas to you!" He said dropping a pair of red and green, very un-used boxers on her desk. "and have a happy new year!" He walked out to the elevator, glared at the red button and.. Poked it. Once, very carefully, and only once. His glare clearly said "If you defy my awesome wraith, you will have the same fate of the other elevator button that dis-obeyed me. With that he left. It was a busy day for Pegaseus, he went to lots of peoples houses, and did a lot of his.. well...line of work. No he did not steal underwear drawers, and spread the boxers around like he once did that morning. No. He did something.. something different.
~*~*~*~*~Maids~*~*~*~*~*~
The young maid walked into Kaiba's office.
"Sir, there was.. a....a strange man! Did he by any chance.. come in here?" And then she spotted it. The poor soul, oh how she spotted it. First the underwear, and then that pittful note.
"Wahahah! I have your underwear drawer and the evidence! I know what you did this morning at McDonalds! -Signed Pegaseus" The maid read. She looked at Kaiba.
"Sir.. you are a strange man." With that she left Poor Seto to his typing.
~*~*~*~*~*~Thats enough for now~*~*~*~*~
SugarFang: Whoo. When me and ChocoMittens team up we write so much better! ^.^ Hehe.. this chapter was really funny!
Please reveiw, flames are welcome.
ChocoMittens: Hey! ^.^ I told you I'd be back.
AuraFang: Indeed. Now, to buisness.
SugarFang: O_o
ChocoMittens: Yeah! Since I'm helping this chapter might be diffrent from the last two.
Disclaimer: Neither SugarFang nor ChocoMittens own Yugioh, and since AuraFang does not exsist.. well.. you get the point
AuraFang: *sob*
~*~*~*~*~A crime of a much different sort~*~*~*~*~*~
Joey Wheeler entered McDonalds, he looked around nervously and walked up to the counter- a screw driver in his hand.
"Hello there sir! How may I help you?" a man said with a huge fake smile. Joey looked at the menu,
"I'll ah.. have french fries..please" His left eye twitched. The man smiled brightly at him and turned his head slowly,
"One order of french fries! So would you like anything else with that sir? A drink? Perhaps a salt packet?" "Sure, whatever" He said quickly. Joey however wasn't paying attention, his eyes were greedily fixed on a small donation box sitting in front of the counter, how shiny a gleam there was around it, it had lured Joey into it's shiny, pretty depth. On the box there read a sign. On the sign was a picture of a grinning man holding up a picture of a shiny red car. How random. Upon it there read,
"Please donate your largest bills, and shiniest quarters to the Fdajfsljflgj fund. We are trying to help the children in Hlhjfdhfahg and need your help! These children have no arms, no legs, nor do they have eyes, mouth, or any other body parts needed for life. How sad. In fact, these poor children are non-exsistent, the manager just needs a new car. However these non-existent children have come down with a horrible non- exsistant disease called Gkhshklgls syndrum. How unfortunate, yet you can help!!!! By sending us your money, we will give them the shot that shall banish this horrid disease. So basically, your paying to have some poor non-exsistant kid stuck in the arm with a big shiny needle! They must love you! Thank you and remember to eat at McDonalds!"
Yes it was a long sign, and there were many a words Joey could not understand. But that wasn't what he was staring at, it was the shiny, round, things that were made out of metal. Also known as 'quarters'. He looked at it with lusting eyes. How he wanted that money. How he wanted those quarters. And how well he knew the process to get them. He turned the screwdriver in his palm. It was his close friend, it had bought him many a cheeseburgers. And now it was time to use his old friend once more. He slowly edged toward the box, the worker stared straight ahead, his face showed a kind of look that could only mean one thing. The worker was considering his life. If only he hadn't married and dropped out of school at the age of twelve. If only he had went to college. Joey moved the screwdriver to the box. How to open it? First he attempted to whack it repeatedly with the screwdriver's metal handle, But alas this did not work- afterall this is Joey were talking about. Finally he resorted to the most practical thing. Taking the screwdriver and prying the box off of the table. Holding the hefty box in his hand, he smiled happily at the shiny jewels that reflected in his eye. The worker turned his head slowly, the fake smile still glued to his lips.
"Your order is here Sir!" Joey looked up momentarily out of his trance, he hid the donation box behind his back in a most obvious manner. In that format in which resembeled something that Joey has had much experience in. The way a child, would hide a broken vase from his mother after a rowdy game of indoor frisbee. He put on his 'I didn't just steal your box of money for the helpess kids with no arms, legs, eyes, mouths, or any other body parts that are neccessary for life. Honest' innocent smile.
"Ah yes, my order, my french fries, my.. food...Yes....Yes..." The worker handed him a bag.
"The price comes to.. lets see.. $5.59" Joey pryed off the top of the donation box and pulled out a handfull of pennies and handed them to the worker. The worker however didn't seem to notice the donation box, that or he really didn't care.
"Pennies?" the man moaned. "Why do they always pay me in pennies?" Joey stuffed the food in his mouth and stuck the donation box in his pants and rattled off towards the door in the "I have a big square object on my butt that resembles the donation box I pryed off your counter" sort of way. Although almost no one else noticed this strange happening, Pegaseus with his mini spy-kids camera he had just received from his happy meal, did. Of course, he had taped the whole thing. And with his super-deluxe spy camera it was hard not to notice the object sticking off of Joey's butt and the constant rattling as he tottered toward the door. 'Whats up with that Joey-boy?' "Of course, being the freaky adult that I am, I must find out" he said out loud. A boy turned, looked under his table and eyed Pegaseus, the strange man in a red suit, who was sitting there muttering to his camera in an insane way.
"Mom theres a scary man down there." He whined. The mother pulled out her pepper spray and... well.. you need not know more as what happened is quite obvious. She started spraying it on her french fries muttering about how they never put the proper dose of pepper any more. The boy sighed and kicked Pegaseus in the head.
"Out of there you! This here table is mine!" He kicked him again. "Go mutter insanely under your own table you loser." Pegaseus let out a small reluctant noise and grumbled to himself.
"Alright, Alright I'm leaving you little twerp-boy" He said brushing some french fry crumbs off his neatly pressed red suit and followed the jingling noise emitting from Joey's pants out the front door. "These pennies will take for ever to count!" The worker whined, "I better start...1.....5....29......17...1000....2...whats after two? WHY DIDN'T I FINISH SIXTH GRADE?!" He screamed. The manager walked up with a small sneer.
"You wanna know the best part? You aint leavin' till you finish countin' them pennies!" The worker let out a small groan and began counting again.
~*~*~*~*~*~Tea's Bouncy-full day~*~*~*~*~*~*~
It was a normal day for Tea, She was bouncing down the street singing a happy song about puppies. How normal. How plain. How...happy. There were so many things for little Tea to be happy about. She had woken up at 5:30 in the morning to the sound of that lovely beeping alarm that drowned her with it's happy, beeping, joyfull sound. After that she had eaten some crispy burnt toast, swung on her overly-weighted backpack, and said good- bye to her dear mother and father, who didn't really notice. She gleefully walked out the door and slipped on some ice, causing her to fall flat on her face. She giggled, she was so clumsy! And this was promising to be the most wonderful/best day of all! Why? Because her dear friend Tristan had invited her to go free-food-sampling at the local Wegmans. What a wonderful day! First, school, with those acne covered teachers, and horrible looking students. She loved them all so! And then she would frolic down the dirty snow covered streets as she made her way towards Tristans house, singing off-key a christmas carol to please all their lovely neighbors that would most likely love to wake up from their afternoon naps to her squeeky and cheerful voice. As she skipped down the road she spotted a most christmasy looking figure. Ah, Pegaseus in his nice red tacky suit. And his silver hair.
"Hello dear Pegaseus! It's so wonderful to see you on this wonderful day." She cried happily. Pegaseus however mumbled something about screw drivers and streamed down the street holding a random underwear drawer over his head, throwing striped boxers around as if it was christmas already. It was nice to see such a beautfull sight, ah how pretty those boxers decorated the road in their striped purple and orange way. She reached down to pick up one, maybe to keep it, maybe to show her friends, maybe to spread joy to the rest of the world just as Pegaseus had done. What a wonderful cause, on such a wonderfull morning of such a wonderfully wonderful day, in such a wonderful world.
"It's like a boxer wonderland!" she squeeled happily. "Oh? Whats this?" She looked down at the fine print written on the boxers stretchy eleastic rim. Joseph Wheeler, if found, please return. She shrugged, the name sounded familair, almost as if she knew someone named Joseph Wheeler. But she did not have time to search for such words in the memory banks of her confused little mind. For now it was time to go to Tristans and go sampling that delightfull food at Wegmans.
~*~*~*~*~*~Pegaseus's flashback~*~*~*~*~*~
It had been dark out when Pegaseus had finally completed the final parts of his scheme. Of caurse he was not just a moron like the rest of them, he just had a odd fashion sense. It was not hard to figure out what Joey had done. Upon stalking Joseph for the rest of the evening, Pegaseus had broken into his house, hid in his closet, and once again used his mini camera to tape Joey's dastradly actions. Joey had come home, opened the door to his room and looked around nervously. He pulled the box out from his pants with shifty eyes and stuffed it in his underwear drawer. Among with some canned goods he stole from a school can drive, and some other random goods meant for charity. The box stuck out quite plainly, but Joey assumed it would be good enough and fell onto his bed and immediantly fell asleep, drooling of course.
Pegaseus had thus tried to pull out the box, however it was wedged in there fairly well as Joey had some expeirence in this kind of work. See Joey was not your normal teen moron. Joey was a shoplifting teen moron. And this is all there is to say about him. Pegaseus knew the box stood still and would not leave it's shelter. This required extreme measures. He grunted and used what little muscle he had and pulled and yanked and swore and finally he just took the whole stinkin' drawer out and then ran around in circles for about ten minutes, cheering silently and congratulating himself on a job well done. Finally he exited the house threw the left window, in the top corner of the attic. Why he did not use the front door remains a mystery to us, as Joseph had foolishly and lazilly forgotten to even close it. Maybe he just wanted to be dramatic like any villian would.
*~*~*~*~*~*~Care to spare the pennies?~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Worker- 29..58..61...10..
Other-Worker: WE NEED ANOTHER CHEESEBURGER!
Worker- Darn it I lost my spot again! 5...9...27..52...
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~A little more~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Pegaseus's plan was almost complete. He had left a trail of boxers leading to Seto Kaiba's mansion. He quickly ran into the large imposing building and noticed the stairs. How long they were. How long and how.. unneccesary. Would he be able to make it up those long twirling metal steps? It was doubtful. And so he decided to take the easy way out(Just like he normally did)- the elevator. Leaving a trail of boxers behind him, he walked up to the door of said elevator, glared at that big red button that threatend his scheme. And pressed it, and hit it, and pounded it, and even attempted twhacking it with his head. The door's slowly opened. He pointed and laughed at the evil red big button.
"Whahhahahaa.. I have beaten you this time! And on the way down I shall beat you again!" He roared with insane laughter and bounced into the elevator, getting a weird look from a nearby maid. The maid pulled out a walkie-talkie and pressed a few buttons.
"Mary-Sue, I think we have a code red.." She said. Mary-Sue, on the other walkie-talkie sighed.
"No silly, nothing would ever happen here! For this is Seto Kaiba's office! And plus I have a date with some cute guy named Duke Devlin tonight! If I were to get hold up with some code red break in- why I might dissapoint him!" She said sadly. "wouldn't that be just terrible??"
The maid sighed, Mary-Sue was right. In Kaiba's office, there was nothing but one computer. And of caurse, Kaiba. But now Pegaseus was in Kaiba's office. He had waved a cheery hello to the secretary that allowed him to pass and walked over to Kaiba.
"Hello Kaiba boy!" He said cheerfully, "I have a present for you!" He stuck a yellow post it note on Kaiba's forehead. "Don't take it off! It's quite important!" He turned to leave but heistated.
"Oh, and another thing," He turned and dropped a yellow smily face pair of boxers on Kaiba's desk. "Don't touch that, it's important as well." Kaiba nodded and continued obsessivly working on his computer. Pegaseus skippied out of the room, holding the underwear drawer, which was nearly empty except for the stolen goods and a few random pairs of boxers. Pegaseus smiled at the secretary, and walked over to her desk.
"Merry Christmas to you!" He said dropping a pair of red and green, very un-used boxers on her desk. "and have a happy new year!" He walked out to the elevator, glared at the red button and.. Poked it. Once, very carefully, and only once. His glare clearly said "If you defy my awesome wraith, you will have the same fate of the other elevator button that dis-obeyed me. With that he left. It was a busy day for Pegaseus, he went to lots of peoples houses, and did a lot of his.. well...line of work. No he did not steal underwear drawers, and spread the boxers around like he once did that morning. No. He did something.. something different.
~*~*~*~*~Maids~*~*~*~*~*~
The young maid walked into Kaiba's office.
"Sir, there was.. a....a strange man! Did he by any chance.. come in here?" And then she spotted it. The poor soul, oh how she spotted it. First the underwear, and then that pittful note.
"Wahahah! I have your underwear drawer and the evidence! I know what you did this morning at McDonalds! -Signed Pegaseus" The maid read. She looked at Kaiba.
"Sir.. you are a strange man." With that she left Poor Seto to his typing.
~*~*~*~*~*~Thats enough for now~*~*~*~*~
SugarFang: Whoo. When me and ChocoMittens team up we write so much better! ^.^ Hehe.. this chapter was really funny!
Please reveiw, flames are welcome.