Cover Girl
By: Mavelus
Summary: NO, it has nothing to do with the makeup logo. NO, I'm not an advertiser for Cover Girl. NO, this is not a Mary Sue (HISS evil!). YES this is a yaoi! ^-^ Ever read those stories where all the hikaries go female? Well, this is a twisted version of em'!
St. Helen's School of Dignified and Poised Girls: Domino City's only private and expensive all girl school. Thriving with snobby rich girls, scholar girls, and celebrities, it would be any sane girls nightmare and any horny guys dream! So why does Malik, Yugi, Ryou, and Joey all wanna go there? Is it all the cute girls? Pf, yeah right!!
With the exception of Joey, the hikaries have their eyes on the sexy TA's (teachers assistants). That's right peeps: PE assistant Marik, History assistant Yami, and Math assistant Bakura! But with all the competition around, how will they ever get their paws on them?!
Simple: Hang up the jock straps and on with the panties, it's girl time!
(Easier said than done, ne? ^-~)
But why is Joey there? To help em' catch da guys! Hopefully, he doesn't screw up...
NOTES!:
Mavelus: Happy Thanksgiving everyone! Everyone's here and showing their holiday spirit, right guys? ^-^
Yami: (is dressed like a pilgrim) (sweatdrop)
Bakura: (is dressed as the pilgrim's wife) (growls)
Marik: (is the turkey) Gobble, gobble?
Kaiba: (is the Thanksgiving King) (typing on his laptop) No comment.
Joey: (Thanksgiving Queen) ^-^;; (twirls around his turkey scepter)
Malik/Ryou/Yugi: (are the thanksgiving princesses)
Yugi: ~^-^~
Ryou: (plays around with the frills) ?_?
Malik: -_-
Mavelus: (cooes) Aren't they precious?
Bakura: How come I'm the pilgrim's wife?!
Yami: Why am I the pilgrim?!
Mavelus: Cuz I'm bored.
Ryou: (meekly) Couldn't I have been a prince or something?
Mavelus: Aaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwww, you could... but you're too kawaii in a dress!
Ryou: -_-;;
Joey: (twirls around the scepter, accidentally bonks Kaiba on the head) O_O
Kaiba: (growls, glares at Joey)
Joey: O_O meep. (runs away)
IN RESPONSE TO YOUR REVIEWS:
happimimmi: YAY! HAPPY TURKEY DAY TO ALL!!!
(happimimmi: (kisses Bakura) ~^-^~
Bakura: -_- You kiss me and I'm dressed as the pilgrim's wife?
Ryou: (huffs with jealousy) HMPH! (turns away)
Bakura: O_O Hey, wait-!
Yami: HAHA!
Bakura: (glares) Shut up father crop.
Yami: (anime fall))
Destiny: O_o My, you have one hell of a smacking problem. ^-^ Thank goodness for hentainess indeed!
(Destiny: (hides behind Mavelus)
Mavelus: -_-;;
Kaiba: (has a shoe print on his face, tries to kill Destiny)
Destiny: HELP!! (runs away)
Joey: (playing with turkey scepter) ^-^)
Starflower Sakura: YAY! Well, the cross dressing's gonna get better! ^-^
TheUnlovedOutcast: You can't go into a Goth store??? Poor you, I can. But I'm not aloud to buy anything aside from mood rings. My dad says those are okay. ;_; I can't buy chains or chokers either! WWWWAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!
Ala: Excellent! ^-^ I shall use them well.
(Mavelus: (puts shock collars on her muses) ^-^ (presses clicker)
Bakura/ Yami: (get shocked) ZZZZZZZZZZZZTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!! X_X (have fried, slump to the floor)
Yugi: (gasps) Yami! (huggles Yami) Are you okay?
Yami: @_@ Twinkle, twinkle little bat, how I wonder where your at, out above the world you fly, like a tea tray in the sky....
Yugi: My poor baby!
Ryou: Baku-chan! (huggles Bakura)
Bakura: @_@ Heeheeeheee... look at all the pretty nekkie Ryous...... (gropes Ryou's butt)
Ryou: -_-;; You'll be fine.)
Reine Keri: Tankies for your review! ^-^ Updating now, hope you enjoy!
(Reine Keri: (smacks Bakura)
Bakura: @_@ (falls on Ryou)
Ryou: Eep!)
Hyper Shaylee: Glad I can make you unbored, yay! ^-^ I'm on your faves! WAHOO!!!
Ai Higeki: Glad to here you say so. ^-^
(Bakura: (snort) Your reviewers can't spell.
Ai Higeki: (smacks Bakura)
Bakura: @_@ (falls on Ryou again)
Ryou: Oh, dear..)
Well, that's all! On with chapter 9!
~~~~~~
Malik stared in the mirror a smile upon his face. Yup, he really out did himself this time!
"Hey Ryou!" Malik called knocking on the stall door. "You done yet? I wanna see what you look like."
"I'm *not* coming out." Ryou said meekly.
"C'mon, Ryou." Malik tried to coax. "I'm sure you look fine."
"I say otherwise." The teen huffed. "I look like a bloody whore!"
"Oh, than I definitely have to see!" Malik squealed. "Don't make me tear down the door, Ryou..."
There was a pause. The Egyptian tapped his foot impatiently, he grinned when he heard the click of the lock being undone. Ryou peeked a blushing face out the door.
"Don't laugh." Is what he said, not even looking at Malik. He stepped out, hands behind his back.
Malik couldn't help but squeak. "KAWAII*!"
Ryou blushed harder, keeping his eyes to the floor.
"So adorable!" the blonde examined the outfit. "I *told* you fishnet looked good on you!"
"I look like a salmon." Ryou mumbled, finally looking up. He gasped, "Malik! I- oh my!" he eyed Malik's outfit.
"You like?" the Egyptian did a little twirl. He was dressed in that red top he had tried to get Ryou to wear earlier, showing off a perfectly flat stomach, tight and I mean *tight* leather hip huggers that were torn in strands on the legs, exposing most of Malik's legs and thighs. Rather *girlish* legs and thighs I might add.
"I-I- you look- I mean-" Ryou couldn't say, it was too- freaky!
"What, cute? Pretty? Beautiful? Sexy? Spill it!" Malik urged.
"Scary." Ryou murmured.
Malik facefaulted. "Scary?!"
"No, that's not what I meant!" Ryou said holding up his hands. "I mean you look.... fine."
"Fine?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, that's it!" Ryou laughed nervously. "You look *fine*."
"Oh, alright. But *you*," Malik smiled. "You look too cute to be human!"
Ryou blushed. "Th-thank you?" he said unsure. In truth, he despised what he was wearing. The fishnet thing was WAY over doing it. Literally. When he first disassembled the material, he discovered it started off as a *bodysuit* of fishnet. Than next was a short, VERY short black leather skirt that went over, and a black leather sleeveless turtleneck with a black jewel embedded in the center. That too, showed off his fishnet- covered belly.
Malik looked in the mirror. "I don't think my own sister would recognize me," He said with a triumphant grin.
"My parents would kill me if they knew." Ryou shuddered. He sweatdropped when he examined his image. "Eh, Malik?"
"Hm?" he was still admiring himself in the mirror.
"We have a slight problem."
"What?" Malik looked at him questionably.
He pointed to the -AHEM, North. He coughed.
"Oh, forgot about that." Malik rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.
"One more thing." Ryou continued, pointing to the- COUGH, South.
The Egyptian blinked. Than grinned, "I got it covered, be back in a flash!" and He was out the dressing room.
Before he could blink, Malik was back holding up two small clothing items and two boxes.
"Malik, what in the world-?!" Ryou's eyes widened in realization, "Oh no! No! This is where I draw the line!"
"You said so yourself, we *do* have a small problem. I just found the solution," Malik smiled, holding up the clothing item first. "A pair of B sized cushioned cupped bras, and the almighty of gift of the cross dressing god," he held up the boxes, "nut-huggers."
Ryou nearly fainted.
Malik laughed, pushing Ryou into the stall, "Here let me help you!" and the door shut.
Little did they know they had two little perverts peeking in the room. Remember those two punk characters?
They hadn't been there through the whole thing, heavens no! They just got there, and heard Malik's little statement. We'll call them.... Steve and Chester. You imagine what they look like; the authoress is a VERY lazy person.
Steve and Chester were hanging around the door to the woman's dressing room, ears pressed and straining to listen.
Chester had suspected the two "girls" that went in there were up to -AHEM, bad things.
Steve, being just as perverted, agreed.
They suspected lesbians.
"Dude," said Steve. "Do you hear anythin'?"
"Shut up man," Chester snorted. "Or we won't here anythin' at all." And that's when they heard the noises.
"Malik- ouch!" came a soft English accent.
"Sorry," said another. "Hold still, Ryou, or it won't fit right."
"Wha- how *dare* you put that on me!"
"What? It's totally rubber, I swear! And the box *did* say comfortable."
"Malik-"
SNAP!
Chester and Steve jumped, they looked at each other with EXTREMELY perverted thoughts.
"ITAI! Oh, now that hurt!"
"I told you to hold still, this thing will snap if you move too much-"
"Oh, just get out- I'll do it myself!"
"Fine, fine."
Both Chester and Steve had nosebleeds, which they were stuffing with lots of tissue.
"There, much better." Came a relieved sigh.
"Great, now we can continue what we were doing earlier!"
"Oh, no! I'm already tired of this place. Can we try somewhere else? It's just so noisy and-"
The click of the lock, and the door flew open, Chester and Steve falling through, landing at the feet of their supposed "lesbians".
"Aw, dude-" Chester looked up... right up Ryou's skirt, that is. "Dude! She's not wearing any underwear!"
"Whoa, let me see-" Steve pushed Chester.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!" Ryou screeched, trying to cover up "herself".
"UGH!" Malik growled, kicking the two boys (literally) out of the room. "You disgusting pieces of trash! HELP! PERVERTS!"
"No, wait dudette!" Chester stood, clutching his bruising leg. "We thought you were lesbians!"
"Yeah," Steve stood too.
"Oh, even more sick! NASTY! HELP! SECURITY!!!"
Jus than, two uniformed men walked in, dragging Steve and Chester away.
Ryou blinked in surprise, wondering how quick those two men got there. Oh well, it would remain the authoresses secret anywho.
Malik grinned. "Oh, it's too fun being a girl! You can sick other people on nasty men! Aren't you glad you're wearing those?" he looked at Ryou, who blushed. "If he looked up your skirt and you were without-"
"I get it!" Ryou cut in, blushing harder. "Let's just buy this stuff and get out. I want to wear something more comfortable than this though." He stared down at his fishnet attire. "Wear are my jeans?" he said looking around.
"Oh, those old things?" Malik wrinkled his nose. "I threw them out."
"WHAT?!"
"C'mon, we're going to Wet Seal next. We gotta be dressed semi-girly if we're going to shop in a woman's clothing store." Malik said while picking up a few accessories from the pile of stuff on the floor. He grabbed some for Ryou too, while dragging the poor albino to the register.
A morbid looking woman stood there, her face completely pale, shoulder length black hair and wearing a long black trench coat. She was reading a magazine ("The Dead Times") and chewing pink bubble gum, blowing the occasional bubble.
Malik pushed Ryou forward, and the shyer teen was forced to ask for assistance.
"Um... excuse me?" He said timidly, squinting his eyes on the nametag. "Meryl?"
The woman looked up at him over her magazine, her dark eyes studying him, she blew another bubble, breaking it with a satisfying *POP*, and continued chewing. "How may I be of service?" she said monotone.
"Y-yes. Uh- I- you see-" Ryou stuttered. Malik sighed.
"Can we wear these out?" Malik said finally, shushing his fellow teen.
A bored yawn escaped her lips. "Whatever." She reached behind the counter and pulled out the price scanner and rang them up. "That'd be $129.87, is there anything else?"
"Nope." Malik said taking the black bag with the accessories and gave her the visa.
"Thank you for shopping at Hot Topic, have a wonderful Friday the 13th." Meryl, the clerk, swiped the card and yawned, pushing the receipt forward. "Sign here."
Ryou put his signature quickly and Malik dragged him out the store as the clerk returned to her magazine.
"It's Friday the 13th???" Ryou wondered. He sweatdropped, no wonder he's been having bad luck...
"Yep," Malik said. "Now, where's Wet Seal??" he looked around, a new idea popped into his head. "Never mind! We'll look for that later, right now, I think it's time we found out Victoria's Secret."
"Victoria's Secret?!" Ryou yelped, but too late, he was already dragged into the largest woman's underwear store of the century.
The authoress sighed, cracking her back and stretching her legs. And that would end, chapter nine.
~~~~~~
@_@ looks like Malik's Plan's going to have three parts. We'll get to Joey's soon, right now, I'm so tired I can barely keep my eyes open! I wanna take a shower and go to bed, I'm so sleepy. *yawns* No flames please.
Your Vewwy sweepy authoress,
~Mavelus...... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...
Ps: No offense to lesbians, I don't have anything against them and stuff. As they say: "love knows no gender"
Good night. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz........
By: Mavelus
Summary: NO, it has nothing to do with the makeup logo. NO, I'm not an advertiser for Cover Girl. NO, this is not a Mary Sue (HISS evil!). YES this is a yaoi! ^-^ Ever read those stories where all the hikaries go female? Well, this is a twisted version of em'!
St. Helen's School of Dignified and Poised Girls: Domino City's only private and expensive all girl school. Thriving with snobby rich girls, scholar girls, and celebrities, it would be any sane girls nightmare and any horny guys dream! So why does Malik, Yugi, Ryou, and Joey all wanna go there? Is it all the cute girls? Pf, yeah right!!
With the exception of Joey, the hikaries have their eyes on the sexy TA's (teachers assistants). That's right peeps: PE assistant Marik, History assistant Yami, and Math assistant Bakura! But with all the competition around, how will they ever get their paws on them?!
Simple: Hang up the jock straps and on with the panties, it's girl time!
(Easier said than done, ne? ^-~)
But why is Joey there? To help em' catch da guys! Hopefully, he doesn't screw up...
NOTES!:
Mavelus: Happy Thanksgiving everyone! Everyone's here and showing their holiday spirit, right guys? ^-^
Yami: (is dressed like a pilgrim) (sweatdrop)
Bakura: (is dressed as the pilgrim's wife) (growls)
Marik: (is the turkey) Gobble, gobble?
Kaiba: (is the Thanksgiving King) (typing on his laptop) No comment.
Joey: (Thanksgiving Queen) ^-^;; (twirls around his turkey scepter)
Malik/Ryou/Yugi: (are the thanksgiving princesses)
Yugi: ~^-^~
Ryou: (plays around with the frills) ?_?
Malik: -_-
Mavelus: (cooes) Aren't they precious?
Bakura: How come I'm the pilgrim's wife?!
Yami: Why am I the pilgrim?!
Mavelus: Cuz I'm bored.
Ryou: (meekly) Couldn't I have been a prince or something?
Mavelus: Aaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwww, you could... but you're too kawaii in a dress!
Ryou: -_-;;
Joey: (twirls around the scepter, accidentally bonks Kaiba on the head) O_O
Kaiba: (growls, glares at Joey)
Joey: O_O meep. (runs away)
IN RESPONSE TO YOUR REVIEWS:
happimimmi: YAY! HAPPY TURKEY DAY TO ALL!!!
(happimimmi: (kisses Bakura) ~^-^~
Bakura: -_- You kiss me and I'm dressed as the pilgrim's wife?
Ryou: (huffs with jealousy) HMPH! (turns away)
Bakura: O_O Hey, wait-!
Yami: HAHA!
Bakura: (glares) Shut up father crop.
Yami: (anime fall))
Destiny: O_o My, you have one hell of a smacking problem. ^-^ Thank goodness for hentainess indeed!
(Destiny: (hides behind Mavelus)
Mavelus: -_-;;
Kaiba: (has a shoe print on his face, tries to kill Destiny)
Destiny: HELP!! (runs away)
Joey: (playing with turkey scepter) ^-^)
Starflower Sakura: YAY! Well, the cross dressing's gonna get better! ^-^
TheUnlovedOutcast: You can't go into a Goth store??? Poor you, I can. But I'm not aloud to buy anything aside from mood rings. My dad says those are okay. ;_; I can't buy chains or chokers either! WWWWAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!
Ala: Excellent! ^-^ I shall use them well.
(Mavelus: (puts shock collars on her muses) ^-^ (presses clicker)
Bakura/ Yami: (get shocked) ZZZZZZZZZZZZTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!! X_X (have fried, slump to the floor)
Yugi: (gasps) Yami! (huggles Yami) Are you okay?
Yami: @_@ Twinkle, twinkle little bat, how I wonder where your at, out above the world you fly, like a tea tray in the sky....
Yugi: My poor baby!
Ryou: Baku-chan! (huggles Bakura)
Bakura: @_@ Heeheeeheee... look at all the pretty nekkie Ryous...... (gropes Ryou's butt)
Ryou: -_-;; You'll be fine.)
Reine Keri: Tankies for your review! ^-^ Updating now, hope you enjoy!
(Reine Keri: (smacks Bakura)
Bakura: @_@ (falls on Ryou)
Ryou: Eep!)
Hyper Shaylee: Glad I can make you unbored, yay! ^-^ I'm on your faves! WAHOO!!!
Ai Higeki: Glad to here you say so. ^-^
(Bakura: (snort) Your reviewers can't spell.
Ai Higeki: (smacks Bakura)
Bakura: @_@ (falls on Ryou again)
Ryou: Oh, dear..)
Well, that's all! On with chapter 9!
~~~~~~
Malik stared in the mirror a smile upon his face. Yup, he really out did himself this time!
"Hey Ryou!" Malik called knocking on the stall door. "You done yet? I wanna see what you look like."
"I'm *not* coming out." Ryou said meekly.
"C'mon, Ryou." Malik tried to coax. "I'm sure you look fine."
"I say otherwise." The teen huffed. "I look like a bloody whore!"
"Oh, than I definitely have to see!" Malik squealed. "Don't make me tear down the door, Ryou..."
There was a pause. The Egyptian tapped his foot impatiently, he grinned when he heard the click of the lock being undone. Ryou peeked a blushing face out the door.
"Don't laugh." Is what he said, not even looking at Malik. He stepped out, hands behind his back.
Malik couldn't help but squeak. "KAWAII*!"
Ryou blushed harder, keeping his eyes to the floor.
"So adorable!" the blonde examined the outfit. "I *told* you fishnet looked good on you!"
"I look like a salmon." Ryou mumbled, finally looking up. He gasped, "Malik! I- oh my!" he eyed Malik's outfit.
"You like?" the Egyptian did a little twirl. He was dressed in that red top he had tried to get Ryou to wear earlier, showing off a perfectly flat stomach, tight and I mean *tight* leather hip huggers that were torn in strands on the legs, exposing most of Malik's legs and thighs. Rather *girlish* legs and thighs I might add.
"I-I- you look- I mean-" Ryou couldn't say, it was too- freaky!
"What, cute? Pretty? Beautiful? Sexy? Spill it!" Malik urged.
"Scary." Ryou murmured.
Malik facefaulted. "Scary?!"
"No, that's not what I meant!" Ryou said holding up his hands. "I mean you look.... fine."
"Fine?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, that's it!" Ryou laughed nervously. "You look *fine*."
"Oh, alright. But *you*," Malik smiled. "You look too cute to be human!"
Ryou blushed. "Th-thank you?" he said unsure. In truth, he despised what he was wearing. The fishnet thing was WAY over doing it. Literally. When he first disassembled the material, he discovered it started off as a *bodysuit* of fishnet. Than next was a short, VERY short black leather skirt that went over, and a black leather sleeveless turtleneck with a black jewel embedded in the center. That too, showed off his fishnet- covered belly.
Malik looked in the mirror. "I don't think my own sister would recognize me," He said with a triumphant grin.
"My parents would kill me if they knew." Ryou shuddered. He sweatdropped when he examined his image. "Eh, Malik?"
"Hm?" he was still admiring himself in the mirror.
"We have a slight problem."
"What?" Malik looked at him questionably.
He pointed to the -AHEM, North. He coughed.
"Oh, forgot about that." Malik rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.
"One more thing." Ryou continued, pointing to the- COUGH, South.
The Egyptian blinked. Than grinned, "I got it covered, be back in a flash!" and He was out the dressing room.
Before he could blink, Malik was back holding up two small clothing items and two boxes.
"Malik, what in the world-?!" Ryou's eyes widened in realization, "Oh no! No! This is where I draw the line!"
"You said so yourself, we *do* have a small problem. I just found the solution," Malik smiled, holding up the clothing item first. "A pair of B sized cushioned cupped bras, and the almighty of gift of the cross dressing god," he held up the boxes, "nut-huggers."
Ryou nearly fainted.
Malik laughed, pushing Ryou into the stall, "Here let me help you!" and the door shut.
Little did they know they had two little perverts peeking in the room. Remember those two punk characters?
They hadn't been there through the whole thing, heavens no! They just got there, and heard Malik's little statement. We'll call them.... Steve and Chester. You imagine what they look like; the authoress is a VERY lazy person.
Steve and Chester were hanging around the door to the woman's dressing room, ears pressed and straining to listen.
Chester had suspected the two "girls" that went in there were up to -AHEM, bad things.
Steve, being just as perverted, agreed.
They suspected lesbians.
"Dude," said Steve. "Do you hear anythin'?"
"Shut up man," Chester snorted. "Or we won't here anythin' at all." And that's when they heard the noises.
"Malik- ouch!" came a soft English accent.
"Sorry," said another. "Hold still, Ryou, or it won't fit right."
"Wha- how *dare* you put that on me!"
"What? It's totally rubber, I swear! And the box *did* say comfortable."
"Malik-"
SNAP!
Chester and Steve jumped, they looked at each other with EXTREMELY perverted thoughts.
"ITAI! Oh, now that hurt!"
"I told you to hold still, this thing will snap if you move too much-"
"Oh, just get out- I'll do it myself!"
"Fine, fine."
Both Chester and Steve had nosebleeds, which they were stuffing with lots of tissue.
"There, much better." Came a relieved sigh.
"Great, now we can continue what we were doing earlier!"
"Oh, no! I'm already tired of this place. Can we try somewhere else? It's just so noisy and-"
The click of the lock, and the door flew open, Chester and Steve falling through, landing at the feet of their supposed "lesbians".
"Aw, dude-" Chester looked up... right up Ryou's skirt, that is. "Dude! She's not wearing any underwear!"
"Whoa, let me see-" Steve pushed Chester.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!" Ryou screeched, trying to cover up "herself".
"UGH!" Malik growled, kicking the two boys (literally) out of the room. "You disgusting pieces of trash! HELP! PERVERTS!"
"No, wait dudette!" Chester stood, clutching his bruising leg. "We thought you were lesbians!"
"Yeah," Steve stood too.
"Oh, even more sick! NASTY! HELP! SECURITY!!!"
Jus than, two uniformed men walked in, dragging Steve and Chester away.
Ryou blinked in surprise, wondering how quick those two men got there. Oh well, it would remain the authoresses secret anywho.
Malik grinned. "Oh, it's too fun being a girl! You can sick other people on nasty men! Aren't you glad you're wearing those?" he looked at Ryou, who blushed. "If he looked up your skirt and you were without-"
"I get it!" Ryou cut in, blushing harder. "Let's just buy this stuff and get out. I want to wear something more comfortable than this though." He stared down at his fishnet attire. "Wear are my jeans?" he said looking around.
"Oh, those old things?" Malik wrinkled his nose. "I threw them out."
"WHAT?!"
"C'mon, we're going to Wet Seal next. We gotta be dressed semi-girly if we're going to shop in a woman's clothing store." Malik said while picking up a few accessories from the pile of stuff on the floor. He grabbed some for Ryou too, while dragging the poor albino to the register.
A morbid looking woman stood there, her face completely pale, shoulder length black hair and wearing a long black trench coat. She was reading a magazine ("The Dead Times") and chewing pink bubble gum, blowing the occasional bubble.
Malik pushed Ryou forward, and the shyer teen was forced to ask for assistance.
"Um... excuse me?" He said timidly, squinting his eyes on the nametag. "Meryl?"
The woman looked up at him over her magazine, her dark eyes studying him, she blew another bubble, breaking it with a satisfying *POP*, and continued chewing. "How may I be of service?" she said monotone.
"Y-yes. Uh- I- you see-" Ryou stuttered. Malik sighed.
"Can we wear these out?" Malik said finally, shushing his fellow teen.
A bored yawn escaped her lips. "Whatever." She reached behind the counter and pulled out the price scanner and rang them up. "That'd be $129.87, is there anything else?"
"Nope." Malik said taking the black bag with the accessories and gave her the visa.
"Thank you for shopping at Hot Topic, have a wonderful Friday the 13th." Meryl, the clerk, swiped the card and yawned, pushing the receipt forward. "Sign here."
Ryou put his signature quickly and Malik dragged him out the store as the clerk returned to her magazine.
"It's Friday the 13th???" Ryou wondered. He sweatdropped, no wonder he's been having bad luck...
"Yep," Malik said. "Now, where's Wet Seal??" he looked around, a new idea popped into his head. "Never mind! We'll look for that later, right now, I think it's time we found out Victoria's Secret."
"Victoria's Secret?!" Ryou yelped, but too late, he was already dragged into the largest woman's underwear store of the century.
The authoress sighed, cracking her back and stretching her legs. And that would end, chapter nine.
~~~~~~
@_@ looks like Malik's Plan's going to have three parts. We'll get to Joey's soon, right now, I'm so tired I can barely keep my eyes open! I wanna take a shower and go to bed, I'm so sleepy. *yawns* No flames please.
Your Vewwy sweepy authoress,
~Mavelus...... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...
Ps: No offense to lesbians, I don't have anything against them and stuff. As they say: "love knows no gender"
Good night. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz........