A/N: YAY! Another chapter! I can't believe it! I only have three chapters,
and I've got-um-a LOT of reviews! You like my story! I'm
soooooooooooooooooo happy!! ^__________^ Oh, by the way, a note to
I luv Kai (who asked a question), Malik is the hikari, Marik is the yami,
at least in here. Also, the reason I'm doing camping is mostly
Senshican14's fault.just had to mention fire to me (muahahaha! FIRE! Ahem).
Now, since he blew up the bowling alley last chapter, Bakura's going to do
the disclaimer! Yay!
Disclaimer by the one and only spirit of the Millennium Ring: This is stupid. I can't believe she's making me do this! You did the disclaimers on the last chapters. Are you just lazy now, o idiotic fanfiction author? Author: You bet! Lazy! Now do the disclaimer. Bakura: Fine. Nothing in this story belongs to this moron. Not Yu-Gi-Oh, or any of the characters, thank Ra. Author: Sorry! I'm more sugar high this time than most times! I made the mistake of eating Alpha-Bits for breakfast, and then I ate some Skittles and some Sour Skittles and some gum and some chocolate-I don't own Skittles, either, by the way. Now, on to what is not just random typing by me! Bakura: Stupid, stupid, stupid.
Yugi gazed out over the mountains. Nice, beautiful, relaxing, secluded mountains. No one else around for miles. Just tranquility.
"No, that's not how you do it!" Malik's screech broke the silence. "You idiot!"
"I know how to put up a tent!" Yami shouted back. "I was Pharaoh of a desert country, for Ra's sake! Nomads with tents everywhere!"
Yugi considered taking off at a run, right there and then, and becoming a hermit. No crazy spirits around him anymore. Yugi Moto's cheerful disposition had been severely strained since the bowling incident.
"Um, Yugi?" Ryou interrupted his thoughts. "Bakura still won't get out of the car."
"Oh," Yugi replied. "Um, good?"
Ryou laughed. "Maybe. I'm a little worried, actually. He's been behaving really, really nicely this past week."
"Well, as long as he's not wreaking havoc, we should probably go help with the tents," Yugi suggested.
Ryou looked past Yugi and saw Malik, Marik, and Yami struggling with the tents. "Oh, for goodness sake," he said exasperatedly. "They're those tents that just unfold by themselves. They don't need tent pegs or rope!"
Yugi giggled. He demonstrated in his mind.
Yami blew him a mental kiss. He then announced to the Manic Duo, "You just need to undo this Velcro here, and it will work."
"Velcro!" Marik still couldn't hear the word without screaming with laughter. "Hahaha!"
Yami snatched the Millennium Rod and smacked him with it. "Hey!" Malik objected.
"I apologize." Yami didn't look very remorseful, and he was still holding the Millennium Rod.
"Give it back," Marik demanded.
"Muahahahahaha! Make me!' Yami caroled, hitting Malik on the arm.
"What's going on?" Ryou whispered to Yugi, surprised by the Pharaoh's-er- odd behavior.
"He's been a bit off since the bowling alley," Yugi replied, watching his yami's antics. "I was depressed for a while, and he started trying to cheer me up, and, well, he started getting-uh-unpredictable. I'm not sure if he knew he had a sense of humor before. He definitely doesn't know how to use his sense of humor."
"I banish you to the Shadow Realm!" Yami cried, pointing the Rod at a snail. Of course, it didn't work. "You should be bowing before me," he informed a bewildered Marik and Malik. "See?! SEE!? My snail is bowing!!"
Yugi suddenly 'shouted' through their soul link.
"Here," Yami said, handing the Millennium Rod back to Marik, who eyed him suspiciously before taking it. he queried Yugi.
All of a sudden, Yugi doubled up with laughter. "Ha ha ha ha ha!" Ryou looked at him nervously. "Um, Yugi?" Yugi tried to answer, but he was laughing too hard.
Oh, great, thought Ryou. I'm stuck in the mountains with two people who might be mentally unstable, and three who definitely are.
"Crazy," Malik commented, staring at Yami.
"Definitely," Marik agreed. He brightened then. "When can we have a campfire? You said we would have a fire!"
"Fire! Yes!" Malik exclaimed. "Fire is good! Let's go get some wood!" He and his yami practically skipped off, hand in hand, delighted by thoughts of flammable materials.
Yugi was still laughing. So was Yami. Ryou sneaked away, not sure if this new development was good or bad. He walked over to the van they'd brought, and opened the passenger side door. Hmm, that's funny. I can't see him, Ryou thought. He started to call, "Baku-"
At that moment, a pale hand reached out of the back seat and snatched Ryou, pulling him into the van. Ryou only managed a startled 'eep' when the door was pulled shut behind him.
"Bakura!" Ryou said indignantly. "Are you crazy?"
"No! I am the only sane one here, it seems!" Noticing his hikari's glare, he amended that statement. "Besides you, that is. Now, how do you start this thing?"
Ryou looked blank. "Start it? But, yami-"
"Don't worry, the rest of them can walk back," Bakura assured him. "But we are definitely not staying here! Sleeping on the ground." He shuddered. "I just rediscovered nice beds after five thousand years! I'm not giving them up now!"
"Hmm." Ryou actually considered it for a minute. "Well-um-Wait! 'Kura, no! We can't leave!"
"Fine," the Tomb Robber said sulkily. Then he grinned. "But we will sleep in the car, not on the ground."
Ryou could only protest that one weakly. "But-"
"No buts," Bakura informed him. "I like heating systems and man-made fabrics. I lived for a looooong time without them, and I won't give them up! It'll be cramped," he added thoughtfully, then smiled slyly. "But since you seem to like sleeping close."
Ryou threw his hands up in despair (despite the fact that his yami was right), but didn't say anything. He certainly wouldn't mind sleeping in the nice, warm car.
In the meantime, the slap-happy Yami and Yugi had calmed down. "Ryou must think we're turning into lunatics," Yugi told the taller boy.
"No," Yami said airily. "With who he lives with? I think not."
"You've got a point," Yugi admitted. Then, before they could discuss lunatics any further, they heard a high pitched scream from the woods.
Yami and Yugi ran in the direction of the scream. "Maybe Marik and Malik ran into some other campers," Yugi panted.
"That would explain the scream," Yami replied, not even breathing hard.
But when they saw Marik and Malik, they saw it was not some poor female camper who had screamed. The screamer was still screaming, actually.
"Marik?" Yugi asked in disbelief. For, indeed, it was Marik who was screaming in a way that, oddly enough, reminded Yugi of Tea.
Malik was trying to calm his yami down. "It's fine, I won't let it get you," he was saying.
"IT WAS RIGHT THERE!" Marik screeched. "IT WAS ON ME!!"
"It's gone now," Malik assured him.
"Wha-" Yugi asked in confusion. "Was it a wolf or something, Malik?"
"Er, no," Malik answered, grasping Marik's hand. "He's got, ah, arachnophobia."
Yami found this hysterically funny. "Hahahahahahaha! If you ever say anything evil to my hikari or myself again, Marik, I'll put a spider on you!" He twitched his fingers like a spider's legs.
"AHHHHHHH!" Marik screamed again.
"That wasn't nice, Yami," Yugi admonished him, trying to keep a straight face himself.
"It's not funny!" Malik protested. ~Anyway, yami,~ he said silently to Marik, ~You could banish a spider to the Shadow Realm! Next time, you can do that!~
Marik looked up, his eyes almost popping out of his head. "You're right, hikari!" He turned about wildly, and raised the Millennium Rod. "I hereby banish every spider-" he gave a faint scream, "-within a mile to the Shadow Realm!" There was a strange, echoing sound.
"Oh, great," moaned Yugi. "Now we've probably destroyed the ecosystem."
"I'll put them back," Yami said, smiling at Yugi. "But.later, perhaps. Or now.it was still on him, you know."
"Yami," Yugi warned. The Pharaoh sighed. "Oh, fine." Then the two of them collapsed in fits of laughter, unable to hold back any longer. Marik gave a disdainful (also slightly embarrassed) sniff. Malik snorted, and hit Yami and Yugi both as he walked past. "Some people are just insensitive!"
Ryou lit the fire with a package of matches. He wouldn't let anyone else have even one, ( Yugi commented to Yami) much to Marik's and Malik's dismay.
The fire, of course, had lured Bakura out of the car. He, Marik, and Malik were staring into it, hypnotized.
"Should we tell them we're eating s'mores?" Yugi asked Ryou.
"Mpph," Yami said. Yugi and Ryou looked at him. He had stuffed as many toasted marshmallows into his mouth as he possibly could fit. To make himself understood, Yami shook his head violently.
"Just don't say C-H-O-C-O-L-A-T-E," Ryou warned, spelling it out. "'Kura's a pyro, but he's an even bigger choco."
Bakura's head snapped around. "Did someone spell chocolate?" he asked Ryou sweetly. Ryou handed him a piece. "MUAHAHAHAHA!" he cackled wildly around a mouthful.
It then became a mutually acknowledged contest-could Yami eat more marshmallows than Bakura could eat bars of chocolate? Their hikaris looked on in a sort of horrified fascination as the sugar laden treats disappeared.
*Later, in Marik and Malik's tent*
"Good night, hikari," Marik whispered softly, blissfully unaware that Yami had returned the spiders to their proper places and that one was on his back.
"Good night, yami," Malik whispered back. For people with hair that spiky, they were remarkably cuddly.
*In Yugi and Yami's tent*
"Good night, Yami," Yugi sighed.
"WHENCANWEHAVEMOREMARSHMALLOWS?ILIKECHOCOLATEANDFIREANDESPECIALLYMARSHMALLOW SANDLOTSANDLOTSOFSUGAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Yami replied, remarkably lucid, in Yugi's opinion, given the number of marshmallows he'd consumed.
Yugi rolled over. At least Yami wasn't as bad as Mokuba.
*Outside*
"FIRE! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I LOVE FIERY CHOCOLATE!"
"There's no more chocolate," Ryou reminded Bakura wearily for the millionth time. He'd only kept the fire going so Bakura would have something to do. "No, yami! Don't light your hair on fire!"
"FFFFFIIIIIIIIIIRRRRRRRRREEEEEEE!" Bakura's voice echoed through the mountains.
The next morning, they were all awakened by Marik screaming, "GET IT OFFFFFF!"
Ryou and Yugi stared at each other, bleary eyed. They had slept for maybe half an hour, kept awake until the sugar passed through their yamis' systems.
"Remind me never to do this again," Ryou told Yugi.
A/N: You want to know something I just noticed? My dog's ears look just like Inu-Yasha's.I mean exactly the same. Interesting, no? For anyone who doesn't know, Inu-Yasha is one of the coolest manga things I've ever read. Read it. I mean it. Oh, and please leave a review on your way out (holds out a hat to put review in). I love sugar!
Disclaimer by the one and only spirit of the Millennium Ring: This is stupid. I can't believe she's making me do this! You did the disclaimers on the last chapters. Are you just lazy now, o idiotic fanfiction author? Author: You bet! Lazy! Now do the disclaimer. Bakura: Fine. Nothing in this story belongs to this moron. Not Yu-Gi-Oh, or any of the characters, thank Ra. Author: Sorry! I'm more sugar high this time than most times! I made the mistake of eating Alpha-Bits for breakfast, and then I ate some Skittles and some Sour Skittles and some gum and some chocolate-I don't own Skittles, either, by the way. Now, on to what is not just random typing by me! Bakura: Stupid, stupid, stupid.
Yugi gazed out over the mountains. Nice, beautiful, relaxing, secluded mountains. No one else around for miles. Just tranquility.
"No, that's not how you do it!" Malik's screech broke the silence. "You idiot!"
"I know how to put up a tent!" Yami shouted back. "I was Pharaoh of a desert country, for Ra's sake! Nomads with tents everywhere!"
Yugi considered taking off at a run, right there and then, and becoming a hermit. No crazy spirits around him anymore. Yugi Moto's cheerful disposition had been severely strained since the bowling incident.
"Um, Yugi?" Ryou interrupted his thoughts. "Bakura still won't get out of the car."
"Oh," Yugi replied. "Um, good?"
Ryou laughed. "Maybe. I'm a little worried, actually. He's been behaving really, really nicely this past week."
"Well, as long as he's not wreaking havoc, we should probably go help with the tents," Yugi suggested.
Ryou looked past Yugi and saw Malik, Marik, and Yami struggling with the tents. "Oh, for goodness sake," he said exasperatedly. "They're those tents that just unfold by themselves. They don't need tent pegs or rope!"
Yugi giggled. He demonstrated in his mind.
Yami blew him a mental kiss. He then announced to the Manic Duo, "You just need to undo this Velcro here, and it will work."
"Velcro!" Marik still couldn't hear the word without screaming with laughter. "Hahaha!"
Yami snatched the Millennium Rod and smacked him with it. "Hey!" Malik objected.
"I apologize." Yami didn't look very remorseful, and he was still holding the Millennium Rod.
"Give it back," Marik demanded.
"Muahahahahaha! Make me!' Yami caroled, hitting Malik on the arm.
"What's going on?" Ryou whispered to Yugi, surprised by the Pharaoh's-er- odd behavior.
"He's been a bit off since the bowling alley," Yugi replied, watching his yami's antics. "I was depressed for a while, and he started trying to cheer me up, and, well, he started getting-uh-unpredictable. I'm not sure if he knew he had a sense of humor before. He definitely doesn't know how to use his sense of humor."
"I banish you to the Shadow Realm!" Yami cried, pointing the Rod at a snail. Of course, it didn't work. "You should be bowing before me," he informed a bewildered Marik and Malik. "See?! SEE!? My snail is bowing!!"
Yugi suddenly 'shouted' through their soul link.
"Here," Yami said, handing the Millennium Rod back to Marik, who eyed him suspiciously before taking it. he queried Yugi.
All of a sudden, Yugi doubled up with laughter. "Ha ha ha ha ha!" Ryou looked at him nervously. "Um, Yugi?" Yugi tried to answer, but he was laughing too hard.
Oh, great, thought Ryou. I'm stuck in the mountains with two people who might be mentally unstable, and three who definitely are.
"Crazy," Malik commented, staring at Yami.
"Definitely," Marik agreed. He brightened then. "When can we have a campfire? You said we would have a fire!"
"Fire! Yes!" Malik exclaimed. "Fire is good! Let's go get some wood!" He and his yami practically skipped off, hand in hand, delighted by thoughts of flammable materials.
Yugi was still laughing. So was Yami. Ryou sneaked away, not sure if this new development was good or bad. He walked over to the van they'd brought, and opened the passenger side door. Hmm, that's funny. I can't see him, Ryou thought. He started to call, "Baku-"
At that moment, a pale hand reached out of the back seat and snatched Ryou, pulling him into the van. Ryou only managed a startled 'eep' when the door was pulled shut behind him.
"Bakura!" Ryou said indignantly. "Are you crazy?"
"No! I am the only sane one here, it seems!" Noticing his hikari's glare, he amended that statement. "Besides you, that is. Now, how do you start this thing?"
Ryou looked blank. "Start it? But, yami-"
"Don't worry, the rest of them can walk back," Bakura assured him. "But we are definitely not staying here! Sleeping on the ground." He shuddered. "I just rediscovered nice beds after five thousand years! I'm not giving them up now!"
"Hmm." Ryou actually considered it for a minute. "Well-um-Wait! 'Kura, no! We can't leave!"
"Fine," the Tomb Robber said sulkily. Then he grinned. "But we will sleep in the car, not on the ground."
Ryou could only protest that one weakly. "But-"
"No buts," Bakura informed him. "I like heating systems and man-made fabrics. I lived for a looooong time without them, and I won't give them up! It'll be cramped," he added thoughtfully, then smiled slyly. "But since you seem to like sleeping close."
Ryou threw his hands up in despair (despite the fact that his yami was right), but didn't say anything. He certainly wouldn't mind sleeping in the nice, warm car.
In the meantime, the slap-happy Yami and Yugi had calmed down. "Ryou must think we're turning into lunatics," Yugi told the taller boy.
"No," Yami said airily. "With who he lives with? I think not."
"You've got a point," Yugi admitted. Then, before they could discuss lunatics any further, they heard a high pitched scream from the woods.
Yami and Yugi ran in the direction of the scream. "Maybe Marik and Malik ran into some other campers," Yugi panted.
"That would explain the scream," Yami replied, not even breathing hard.
But when they saw Marik and Malik, they saw it was not some poor female camper who had screamed. The screamer was still screaming, actually.
"Marik?" Yugi asked in disbelief. For, indeed, it was Marik who was screaming in a way that, oddly enough, reminded Yugi of Tea.
Malik was trying to calm his yami down. "It's fine, I won't let it get you," he was saying.
"IT WAS RIGHT THERE!" Marik screeched. "IT WAS ON ME!!"
"It's gone now," Malik assured him.
"Wha-" Yugi asked in confusion. "Was it a wolf or something, Malik?"
"Er, no," Malik answered, grasping Marik's hand. "He's got, ah, arachnophobia."
Yami found this hysterically funny. "Hahahahahahaha! If you ever say anything evil to my hikari or myself again, Marik, I'll put a spider on you!" He twitched his fingers like a spider's legs.
"AHHHHHHH!" Marik screamed again.
"That wasn't nice, Yami," Yugi admonished him, trying to keep a straight face himself.
"It's not funny!" Malik protested. ~Anyway, yami,~ he said silently to Marik, ~You could banish a spider to the Shadow Realm! Next time, you can do that!~
Marik looked up, his eyes almost popping out of his head. "You're right, hikari!" He turned about wildly, and raised the Millennium Rod. "I hereby banish every spider-" he gave a faint scream, "-within a mile to the Shadow Realm!" There was a strange, echoing sound.
"Oh, great," moaned Yugi. "Now we've probably destroyed the ecosystem."
"I'll put them back," Yami said, smiling at Yugi. "But.later, perhaps. Or now.it was still on him, you know."
"Yami," Yugi warned. The Pharaoh sighed. "Oh, fine." Then the two of them collapsed in fits of laughter, unable to hold back any longer. Marik gave a disdainful (also slightly embarrassed) sniff. Malik snorted, and hit Yami and Yugi both as he walked past. "Some people are just insensitive!"
Ryou lit the fire with a package of matches. He wouldn't let anyone else have even one, ( Yugi commented to Yami) much to Marik's and Malik's dismay.
The fire, of course, had lured Bakura out of the car. He, Marik, and Malik were staring into it, hypnotized.
"Should we tell them we're eating s'mores?" Yugi asked Ryou.
"Mpph," Yami said. Yugi and Ryou looked at him. He had stuffed as many toasted marshmallows into his mouth as he possibly could fit. To make himself understood, Yami shook his head violently.
"Just don't say C-H-O-C-O-L-A-T-E," Ryou warned, spelling it out. "'Kura's a pyro, but he's an even bigger choco."
Bakura's head snapped around. "Did someone spell chocolate?" he asked Ryou sweetly. Ryou handed him a piece. "MUAHAHAHAHA!" he cackled wildly around a mouthful.
It then became a mutually acknowledged contest-could Yami eat more marshmallows than Bakura could eat bars of chocolate? Their hikaris looked on in a sort of horrified fascination as the sugar laden treats disappeared.
*Later, in Marik and Malik's tent*
"Good night, hikari," Marik whispered softly, blissfully unaware that Yami had returned the spiders to their proper places and that one was on his back.
"Good night, yami," Malik whispered back. For people with hair that spiky, they were remarkably cuddly.
*In Yugi and Yami's tent*
"Good night, Yami," Yugi sighed.
"WHENCANWEHAVEMOREMARSHMALLOWS?ILIKECHOCOLATEANDFIREANDESPECIALLYMARSHMALLOW SANDLOTSANDLOTSOFSUGAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Yami replied, remarkably lucid, in Yugi's opinion, given the number of marshmallows he'd consumed.
Yugi rolled over. At least Yami wasn't as bad as Mokuba.
*Outside*
"FIRE! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I LOVE FIERY CHOCOLATE!"
"There's no more chocolate," Ryou reminded Bakura wearily for the millionth time. He'd only kept the fire going so Bakura would have something to do. "No, yami! Don't light your hair on fire!"
"FFFFFIIIIIIIIIIRRRRRRRRREEEEEEE!" Bakura's voice echoed through the mountains.
The next morning, they were all awakened by Marik screaming, "GET IT OFFFFFF!"
Ryou and Yugi stared at each other, bleary eyed. They had slept for maybe half an hour, kept awake until the sugar passed through their yamis' systems.
"Remind me never to do this again," Ryou told Yugi.
A/N: You want to know something I just noticed? My dog's ears look just like Inu-Yasha's.I mean exactly the same. Interesting, no? For anyone who doesn't know, Inu-Yasha is one of the coolest manga things I've ever read. Read it. I mean it. Oh, and please leave a review on your way out (holds out a hat to put review in). I love sugar!
