Starz- WOW!!! An idea for a new story!
Bakura- Sooooo why are we here instead of Yami & Yugi?
Ryou- And why are you calling him Bakura and me Ryou?
Starz- Because it's a story about you two and I'm lazy so it's easier to write.
Ryou & Bakura- Oh!
Starz- I OWN NOTHING!!!!! Well, except the idea.
""- talking
//-Hikari to Yami
/-Yami to Hikari
~time
*actions*
^scene change^
@flash back@
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A Day In the Life Of Bakura
Chapter 1- The Telemarketers
"Bakura!" Ryou yelled angrily throwing a pillow at his head.
"WHAT!?!?!" Bakura answered. Angry that when he ignored Ryou he didn't go away.
"Get up! I'm leaving in a few minutes and I'd like you to be up and watch the house!" (Trusting Bakura to watch the house....That doesn't sound right)
"Ugh....Do I have to? Can't I just sleep in the ring?"
"Yeah. But every time you do come with me we end up in trouble. Remember last time?"
@ A few weeks earlier@
"HEY YOU!?!?!" A large man in a security uniform yelled waving his night stick around. "GET BACK HERE!!!"
*laughter* "You will never catch me!! I'm the greatest thief every!!!" Bakura yelled looking over his shoulder. And ran right into another guard. "Oh, crap...."
@End of Flashback@
"Yeah, yeah I remember....." he said rolling onto the floor. "So what do I hafta do?"
"Just watch the house. I believe one of the neighbor girls is hiding a group of fan girls in her basement."
"Fan girls?"
"Never mind. Just hurry up so your really awake by the time I'm ready to go. I'll make you some coffee or something..." he said commenting on Bakura's slow movement.
"Yeah, yeah...."
~5 minutes later~ ^In the kitchen^
Bakura had managed to get dressed and drag himself down the stairs. Ryou had put a cup of coffee on the table for him and was rushing about the house looking for part of his report. As soon a Bakura sat down the phone started ringing.
*Ring, Ring*
"RYOU!!!! GET THE PHONE!!!!"
"I'M BUSY RIGHT NOW!!!!! YOU GET IT!!!!"
"Grrrrrr......." was all Bakura could say as he got up to answer the phone.
"Hello?"
"Good morning sir!" the voice said on the other end. "Can I interest you in a credit card? It has 0.9%....."
At this point Bakura had stopped listening. He was busy trying to remember what Ryou had called this type of person. Tele.... Telephone? No that wasn't it..... Telemarketer? Yes that was it.
A person who calls up random people and trys to get them to buy their products. Oh, he was gonna have some fun with this.
"...So sir are you interested?"
"Yes. Yes I am. I would like a large soda, a number 5 and a clown with no head." (Ok I don't remember were that is from but I don't own it ok?)
"What?" the man asked.
"You heard me I would like a large soda, a number 5 and a clown with no head. And if it's not here in 15 minutes it had better be free!" he said and hung up the phone.
"Are you tormenting telemarketers?" Ryou asked as he walked hurriedly into the kitchen.
"No...... Well you can't prove it."
"Well it least it will keep you from looking for explosives..... If I'm right they'll keep calling all day."
"Great." Bakura said with an evil smirk. "Hey, aren't you gonna be late?"
"OH CRAP!!!!" Ryou yelled and ran out the door.
~1 hour or so later~
*Ring, Ring* "Ugh...." Bakura had been getting into that soap opera he slowly answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Hello sir." A woman said cheerfully on the other end. "I would like to know if you were interested in buying some magazine's from our company."
"Really?"
"Oh yes sir! We have lots of magazines for men including Sports Images and...."
"Excuse me." Bakura said as inspiration hit him. "But I am blind and unless you sell them in braille it will do me no good."
"Ummmmmmmm....... I am so sorry sir." She said.
"It's alright." he said trying not to crack up. "Goodbye."
~Around 3 'o' clock~
*Ring, Ring*
*thinking* Here we go again.
"Good after noon. Are you looking for a grave plot?"
That caught Bakura completely off guard. "Wha...What?"
"A grave plot. You know for when you die." *Thinking* Oh this is too good!!!
*gasp* "I knew it! I knew it!"
"Knew what?"
"This is a sign!!! I'm supposed to commit suicide!!!"
"What!?!?" the voice on the other end exclaimed. (Bakura couldn't tell if it was a guy or a girl.)
"I was just thinking about it! This is a sign that I am supposed to do it!!!"
"No sir!! That's not why I'm calling about!" Now Bakura had this person convinced that he was gonna kill himself for about 20,25 minutes. "Well, how much would a plot cost?"
"Well our plots run anywhere from $3000 to $15000."
"YOU SICKO!!!! YOU SPEND 20 MINUTES TRYING TO NOT GET ME TO KILL MY SELF AND THEN YOU TRY AND SELL ME A PLOT!!!!!" he yelled into the phone. *ahem* "And just for the record I'm not gonna kill my self your just an idiot." and hung up the phone.
*SLAM* "Bakura!!! I'm home!!!" Ryou said walking into the house.
"Great...."
"How was your day? Entertain your self?"
"Yeah I kept myself entertained myself." Bakura said and smirked walked back to his taped soaps.
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Starz- Telemarketers are evil....
Bakura- Yes. Yes they are....
Ryou- Aren't you over reacting a bit?
Starz- No. No I'm not. Any way R&R PLEEZE! Next chappy should be the internet...or the likes....
Bakura- Sooooo why are we here instead of Yami & Yugi?
Ryou- And why are you calling him Bakura and me Ryou?
Starz- Because it's a story about you two and I'm lazy so it's easier to write.
Ryou & Bakura- Oh!
Starz- I OWN NOTHING!!!!! Well, except the idea.
""- talking
//-Hikari to Yami
/-Yami to Hikari
~time
*actions*
^scene change^
@flash back@
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A Day In the Life Of Bakura
Chapter 1- The Telemarketers
"Bakura!" Ryou yelled angrily throwing a pillow at his head.
"WHAT!?!?!" Bakura answered. Angry that when he ignored Ryou he didn't go away.
"Get up! I'm leaving in a few minutes and I'd like you to be up and watch the house!" (Trusting Bakura to watch the house....That doesn't sound right)
"Ugh....Do I have to? Can't I just sleep in the ring?"
"Yeah. But every time you do come with me we end up in trouble. Remember last time?"
@ A few weeks earlier@
"HEY YOU!?!?!" A large man in a security uniform yelled waving his night stick around. "GET BACK HERE!!!"
*laughter* "You will never catch me!! I'm the greatest thief every!!!" Bakura yelled looking over his shoulder. And ran right into another guard. "Oh, crap...."
@End of Flashback@
"Yeah, yeah I remember....." he said rolling onto the floor. "So what do I hafta do?"
"Just watch the house. I believe one of the neighbor girls is hiding a group of fan girls in her basement."
"Fan girls?"
"Never mind. Just hurry up so your really awake by the time I'm ready to go. I'll make you some coffee or something..." he said commenting on Bakura's slow movement.
"Yeah, yeah...."
~5 minutes later~ ^In the kitchen^
Bakura had managed to get dressed and drag himself down the stairs. Ryou had put a cup of coffee on the table for him and was rushing about the house looking for part of his report. As soon a Bakura sat down the phone started ringing.
*Ring, Ring*
"RYOU!!!! GET THE PHONE!!!!"
"I'M BUSY RIGHT NOW!!!!! YOU GET IT!!!!"
"Grrrrrr......." was all Bakura could say as he got up to answer the phone.
"Hello?"
"Good morning sir!" the voice said on the other end. "Can I interest you in a credit card? It has 0.9%....."
At this point Bakura had stopped listening. He was busy trying to remember what Ryou had called this type of person. Tele.... Telephone? No that wasn't it..... Telemarketer? Yes that was it.
A person who calls up random people and trys to get them to buy their products. Oh, he was gonna have some fun with this.
"...So sir are you interested?"
"Yes. Yes I am. I would like a large soda, a number 5 and a clown with no head." (Ok I don't remember were that is from but I don't own it ok?)
"What?" the man asked.
"You heard me I would like a large soda, a number 5 and a clown with no head. And if it's not here in 15 minutes it had better be free!" he said and hung up the phone.
"Are you tormenting telemarketers?" Ryou asked as he walked hurriedly into the kitchen.
"No...... Well you can't prove it."
"Well it least it will keep you from looking for explosives..... If I'm right they'll keep calling all day."
"Great." Bakura said with an evil smirk. "Hey, aren't you gonna be late?"
"OH CRAP!!!!" Ryou yelled and ran out the door.
~1 hour or so later~
*Ring, Ring* "Ugh...." Bakura had been getting into that soap opera he slowly answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Hello sir." A woman said cheerfully on the other end. "I would like to know if you were interested in buying some magazine's from our company."
"Really?"
"Oh yes sir! We have lots of magazines for men including Sports Images and...."
"Excuse me." Bakura said as inspiration hit him. "But I am blind and unless you sell them in braille it will do me no good."
"Ummmmmmmm....... I am so sorry sir." She said.
"It's alright." he said trying not to crack up. "Goodbye."
~Around 3 'o' clock~
*Ring, Ring*
*thinking* Here we go again.
"Good after noon. Are you looking for a grave plot?"
That caught Bakura completely off guard. "Wha...What?"
"A grave plot. You know for when you die." *Thinking* Oh this is too good!!!
*gasp* "I knew it! I knew it!"
"Knew what?"
"This is a sign!!! I'm supposed to commit suicide!!!"
"What!?!?" the voice on the other end exclaimed. (Bakura couldn't tell if it was a guy or a girl.)
"I was just thinking about it! This is a sign that I am supposed to do it!!!"
"No sir!! That's not why I'm calling about!" Now Bakura had this person convinced that he was gonna kill himself for about 20,25 minutes. "Well, how much would a plot cost?"
"Well our plots run anywhere from $3000 to $15000."
"YOU SICKO!!!! YOU SPEND 20 MINUTES TRYING TO NOT GET ME TO KILL MY SELF AND THEN YOU TRY AND SELL ME A PLOT!!!!!" he yelled into the phone. *ahem* "And just for the record I'm not gonna kill my self your just an idiot." and hung up the phone.
*SLAM* "Bakura!!! I'm home!!!" Ryou said walking into the house.
"Great...."
"How was your day? Entertain your self?"
"Yeah I kept myself entertained myself." Bakura said and smirked walked back to his taped soaps.
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Starz- Telemarketers are evil....
Bakura- Yes. Yes they are....
Ryou- Aren't you over reacting a bit?
Starz- No. No I'm not. Any way R&R PLEEZE! Next chappy should be the internet...or the likes....