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'Ello! I hope you enjoy my holiday-themed ficcy, I'll Be Home For Christmas! =3 Could you imagine Seto in a Santa outfit dancing to Jingle Bell Rock? I can't. But I bet it would be hilarious! =D
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I'll Be Home For Christmas
Chapter 1-Mokuba's Scheme
Every home, corner, and streetlight in Domino City was red and green. You could hear bells ringing in the distance along with merry carols. The aroma of pine, cinnamon, and wrapping paper was everywhere. Indeed, it was Christmas, and everyone was in the Christmas spirit. Well, except millionaire and CEO of his own company, Seto Kaiba.
"Seto, what are we doing for Christmas?" Mokuba, Seto's long-haired, friendly, and young brother asked. He saw the side of Seto that no one knew. The kind and loving side that he feared was buried by their step-father, Gozaburo Kaiba.
"The same thing we do everyday." Seto replied, persistently typing on his laptop at his desk. He had no heart, well, at least he showed no heart. He was selfish and only cared for himself and his brother.
"But it's almost Christmas! Can't we at least decorate the mansion?" Mokuba whined, wanting desperately to change the feeling of the large and cold mansion. It was Mokuba's mansion too, after all.
"It's only a date. December 25th. It is like any other day, like January 25th." Seto replied, still typing. It appeared he was working on the KaibaCorp website.
"But January 25th is Joey's birthday!" Mokuba stated.
"Like I said, it is like any other day." Seto replied with a smirk. Mokuba should've seen this coming. "What the hell!? That's it, I'm hiring a website designer!" Seto yelled, not being able to get the HTML right.
"What is it?" Mokuba asked, peering at the laptop screen. There was Blue Eyes White Dragons, Duel Disk Systems, and the KC symbols all over in random places. "Whoa, I really think you should've taken that course of Web Design in high school."
"I would have if there was one, Mokuba." Seto replied, irritated. He calmly taking out his cell phone and dialed the number to his Secretary.
"I need a website designer, immediately. And make it a good one." Seto ordered. The secretary nodded, even though he couldn't see her.
"Yes, sir. Right away." She replied, quickly searching the phone book on her computer, typing in the city and what she needed.
"Should I call for her right away?" She asked, hoping he wouldn't consider it a stupid question and fire her.
"Yes. Now." He ordered, hanging the phone up.
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Mokuba and Seto were in the large, all white, living room. Mokuba was playing GTA Vice City while Seto was in an architect program where he designed his technologies. The room was loud with the sound of gun shots, police alarms, and the keyboard, so he barely heard the jingle of his cell phone.
"Yes?" He answered.
"Miss. Hensley is done with the web front and would like to see if you like it." The secretary replied, wearily.
"Fine." He replied, minimizing the program then typing http://www.kaibacorp.com. "What the hell!?" He shouted out, seeing the red and green everywhere and the KC surrounded within a wreath.
"Let Hensley know she's fired and to start from scratch. I did not tell her to put holiday graffiti all over MY webpage and erase all of KaibaCorp's pride." He ordered, knowing his Secretary would not obligate. He hung up the phone and sighed.
"Is it THAT bad?" Mokuba asked. Attempting to see the computer screen.
"Yes, it is." Seto replied, turning the screen so Mokuba could see it. "Though, I bet you will like it."
"Seto! It looks like everything looks now! Happy! And Christmas-y. I think it looks great! You should call your secretary back right now and tell the website designer he's not fired!" Mokuba rambled, on, and on, and on. Well, until Seto finally gave in and said that it will be left that way until January 1st, when it would be changed immediately.
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"Seto, can we please buy decorations?"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Aww..."
"No."
"Common big bro, everyone else is."
"Oh, so join the bandwagon and start doing drugs too."
"Please Seto?"
"Mokuba..."
"Seto!!" Mokuba whined. And the arguing continued until Seto finally snapped.
"FINE! Fine!" Seto said, throwing $500 at Mokuba. "Go buy your foolish decorations! Just don't let them get in my way."
"Thank you, Big Brother!" Mokuba thanked, hugging Seto, "Aren't you going to come with me?"
Seto burst out laughing, "Sorry Mokuba. Just take a maid with you or something." He said, heading towards the elevator, "Is he serious?" along with some more laughs.
"Common Seto! PLEASE!!" Mokuba begged.
"No way. What if anyone saw me! I would lose all of my respect!"
"For being in K-Mart?"
"Yes. What if Yugi or one of his mindless friends saw me? They would no longer fear me. They would think of me as some mushy, Christmas-loving, kid."
"They wouldn't lose any respect for you! Common, Seto! PLEASE? For me...?"
"Sorry, Mokuba."
"Seto..."
"No."
"Seto!!"
"No."
"SSSEEETTTOOO!!!" Mokuba shouted.
"IF I GO WILL YOU PLEASE BE QUIET!!" Seto yelled.
"Yes." Mokuba replied in a small voice.
"Then fine! I'll go with you! Well, there go my plans for the day."
Just when Seto picked up his cell phone to call a limo, it rang. "Hello?" He answered, and then he nodded a million times and finally said, "I will make it."
"What is it, Seto?" Mokuba asked, hoping he wouldn't have an excuse to not go shopping with him.
"I have to go to a conference from December 20th to December 27th." He replied, grateful he wouldn't have to be at the present-opening ceremony and have Mokuba force him to bake cookies with him. He shuddered at the thought of himself in an apron that read, "Kiss the Cook" and oven mitts with little hearts on them like his maids wore.
You would think Mokuba would be sad about Seto's absence. But he wasn't. The main reason why he wanted decorations was that he wanted to get to know Yugi and his friends better by throwing a Christmas bash. But he knew there would be no way in hell Seto would let this happen. So, he would have the maids help him prepare.
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After purchasing some things Seto called "pitiful", "too cheery", and "awful-smelling", they were home. After the maids brought in all of the ornaments, garland, tinsel, window decors, candy canes, peppermints, cinnamon potpourri, etc. etc., Mokuba couldn't wait to put them up. But after all Seto has done for him that day, there was no way Mokuba could ask him to put up the decorations with him. Seto would die.
After Seto was done with all of his work, he came down to see how pitiful his home would look. But it wasn't that pitiful. The cinnamon and pine smelled good, well, sort of. He hated to admit it, but it did give the place a nice change. After all, Mokuba and the maids never seemed happier. Although the music they were blaring was annoying, it lifted their spirits. Could Seto actually enjoy Christmas? No way in hell.
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Well, I hope people like it! =3
I'll update it, hopefully. R+R if you like!
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'Ello! I hope you enjoy my holiday-themed ficcy, I'll Be Home For Christmas! =3 Could you imagine Seto in a Santa outfit dancing to Jingle Bell Rock? I can't. But I bet it would be hilarious! =D
~*~
I'll Be Home For Christmas
Chapter 1-Mokuba's Scheme
Every home, corner, and streetlight in Domino City was red and green. You could hear bells ringing in the distance along with merry carols. The aroma of pine, cinnamon, and wrapping paper was everywhere. Indeed, it was Christmas, and everyone was in the Christmas spirit. Well, except millionaire and CEO of his own company, Seto Kaiba.
"Seto, what are we doing for Christmas?" Mokuba, Seto's long-haired, friendly, and young brother asked. He saw the side of Seto that no one knew. The kind and loving side that he feared was buried by their step-father, Gozaburo Kaiba.
"The same thing we do everyday." Seto replied, persistently typing on his laptop at his desk. He had no heart, well, at least he showed no heart. He was selfish and only cared for himself and his brother.
"But it's almost Christmas! Can't we at least decorate the mansion?" Mokuba whined, wanting desperately to change the feeling of the large and cold mansion. It was Mokuba's mansion too, after all.
"It's only a date. December 25th. It is like any other day, like January 25th." Seto replied, still typing. It appeared he was working on the KaibaCorp website.
"But January 25th is Joey's birthday!" Mokuba stated.
"Like I said, it is like any other day." Seto replied with a smirk. Mokuba should've seen this coming. "What the hell!? That's it, I'm hiring a website designer!" Seto yelled, not being able to get the HTML right.
"What is it?" Mokuba asked, peering at the laptop screen. There was Blue Eyes White Dragons, Duel Disk Systems, and the KC symbols all over in random places. "Whoa, I really think you should've taken that course of Web Design in high school."
"I would have if there was one, Mokuba." Seto replied, irritated. He calmly taking out his cell phone and dialed the number to his Secretary.
"I need a website designer, immediately. And make it a good one." Seto ordered. The secretary nodded, even though he couldn't see her.
"Yes, sir. Right away." She replied, quickly searching the phone book on her computer, typing in the city and what she needed.
"Should I call for her right away?" She asked, hoping he wouldn't consider it a stupid question and fire her.
"Yes. Now." He ordered, hanging the phone up.
~*~
Mokuba and Seto were in the large, all white, living room. Mokuba was playing GTA Vice City while Seto was in an architect program where he designed his technologies. The room was loud with the sound of gun shots, police alarms, and the keyboard, so he barely heard the jingle of his cell phone.
"Yes?" He answered.
"Miss. Hensley is done with the web front and would like to see if you like it." The secretary replied, wearily.
"Fine." He replied, minimizing the program then typing http://www.kaibacorp.com. "What the hell!?" He shouted out, seeing the red and green everywhere and the KC surrounded within a wreath.
"Let Hensley know she's fired and to start from scratch. I did not tell her to put holiday graffiti all over MY webpage and erase all of KaibaCorp's pride." He ordered, knowing his Secretary would not obligate. He hung up the phone and sighed.
"Is it THAT bad?" Mokuba asked. Attempting to see the computer screen.
"Yes, it is." Seto replied, turning the screen so Mokuba could see it. "Though, I bet you will like it."
"Seto! It looks like everything looks now! Happy! And Christmas-y. I think it looks great! You should call your secretary back right now and tell the website designer he's not fired!" Mokuba rambled, on, and on, and on. Well, until Seto finally gave in and said that it will be left that way until January 1st, when it would be changed immediately.
~*~
"Seto, can we please buy decorations?"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Aww..."
"No."
"Common big bro, everyone else is."
"Oh, so join the bandwagon and start doing drugs too."
"Please Seto?"
"Mokuba..."
"Seto!!" Mokuba whined. And the arguing continued until Seto finally snapped.
"FINE! Fine!" Seto said, throwing $500 at Mokuba. "Go buy your foolish decorations! Just don't let them get in my way."
"Thank you, Big Brother!" Mokuba thanked, hugging Seto, "Aren't you going to come with me?"
Seto burst out laughing, "Sorry Mokuba. Just take a maid with you or something." He said, heading towards the elevator, "Is he serious?" along with some more laughs.
"Common Seto! PLEASE!!" Mokuba begged.
"No way. What if anyone saw me! I would lose all of my respect!"
"For being in K-Mart?"
"Yes. What if Yugi or one of his mindless friends saw me? They would no longer fear me. They would think of me as some mushy, Christmas-loving, kid."
"They wouldn't lose any respect for you! Common, Seto! PLEASE? For me...?"
"Sorry, Mokuba."
"Seto..."
"No."
"Seto!!"
"No."
"SSSEEETTTOOO!!!" Mokuba shouted.
"IF I GO WILL YOU PLEASE BE QUIET!!" Seto yelled.
"Yes." Mokuba replied in a small voice.
"Then fine! I'll go with you! Well, there go my plans for the day."
Just when Seto picked up his cell phone to call a limo, it rang. "Hello?" He answered, and then he nodded a million times and finally said, "I will make it."
"What is it, Seto?" Mokuba asked, hoping he wouldn't have an excuse to not go shopping with him.
"I have to go to a conference from December 20th to December 27th." He replied, grateful he wouldn't have to be at the present-opening ceremony and have Mokuba force him to bake cookies with him. He shuddered at the thought of himself in an apron that read, "Kiss the Cook" and oven mitts with little hearts on them like his maids wore.
You would think Mokuba would be sad about Seto's absence. But he wasn't. The main reason why he wanted decorations was that he wanted to get to know Yugi and his friends better by throwing a Christmas bash. But he knew there would be no way in hell Seto would let this happen. So, he would have the maids help him prepare.
~*~
After purchasing some things Seto called "pitiful", "too cheery", and "awful-smelling", they were home. After the maids brought in all of the ornaments, garland, tinsel, window decors, candy canes, peppermints, cinnamon potpourri, etc. etc., Mokuba couldn't wait to put them up. But after all Seto has done for him that day, there was no way Mokuba could ask him to put up the decorations with him. Seto would die.
After Seto was done with all of his work, he came down to see how pitiful his home would look. But it wasn't that pitiful. The cinnamon and pine smelled good, well, sort of. He hated to admit it, but it did give the place a nice change. After all, Mokuba and the maids never seemed happier. Although the music they were blaring was annoying, it lifted their spirits. Could Seto actually enjoy Christmas? No way in hell.
~*~
Well, I hope people like it! =3
I'll update it, hopefully. R+R if you like!
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