Interlude Finale: The Shameless Filler!
Hi! I'm the narrator and author of this little misadventure you've been reading thus far, and I'm here to talk about this interlude. In this story, there have been two interludes that helped to sort of carry the 'plot', if it can be called that, along.
This interlude is a little different. It's what is known as a FILLER. This means that it is being used to distract you from the fact that I'm not exactly sure what to put in the next chapter. It is here to entertain, yes, but it has nothing to do with the actual 'story', if it can be called that. It is purely distraction. Cool, huh?
And what distracts better than skateboarding! NOTHING! AT ALL! And who could possibly be better at skateboarding than our resident bad-ass Yamis?
E. Bakura: WHAT?!
Y. Malik: You mean WE have to do this?
Well, just look at the way Yami is dressed! He's wearing a dog collar and stuff, so he must know how to skateboard. He can help you two if you're a little rusty…
Yami: Hey, Yugi dresses like this. I have no idea how to ride one of those flat wheelie things.
E. Bakura: And you can't be 'rusty' at something if you never learned how to do it in the first place!
But… but… Malik, you can ride a motorcycle!
Y. Malik: Doesn't mean I know how to work this ridiculous contraption (holds up skateboard).
Well, you'll learn. And you'll do it on that half-pipe!
(A half-pipe appears)
E. Bakura: This is just a terrible idea.
Of course, you can't do this without musical accompaniment. Which is why our lovely assistant Tea…
Tea: Hi!
Will be providing background music courtesy of the KaraokeTron 5 Zillion™, and Avril Lavigne's hit 'Sk8er Boi'!
All three yamis: (Grimace in pain)
Well, guys, it's time to get up there and show us your stuff!
Yami: Do we have to?
Yes, wimp.
(All three Yamis, carrying their skateboards, personally decorated with fluffy bunnies by Tea, climb to the top of the ramp.)
Tea: Oh, he was a boy, she was a girl…
E. Bakura: (Looking down.) So, how do we do this?
Y. Malik: I have an idea… (Pushes Yami down)
Yami: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! ::CRUNCH!:: (Makes it about halfway down before losing skateboard and falling into extremely odd looking position)
E. Bakura: Works for me!
Y. Malik: Well, that's good to know. (Pushes E. Bakura down.)
E. Bakura: I HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATE YOOOOOOOOOOUUU… ::CRUNCH!:: (Makes it all the way up the other side of the half-pipe, and flies into the air. Comes back down. STRAIGHT down.) Oh, Ra, it hurts…
Y. Malik: Hee, hee… (Slips) ACK! ::CRUNCH!:: (Makes it up the opposite side of the half pipe, and goes flying through the air backwards as his skateboard zooms off in the opposite direction).
Tea: He was a sk8er boi, she said see you later boi…
E. Bakura: I don't know what hurts more… that horrible song… or my horrendous pain. (Something in his back makes a crackling noise.) AAAAAAAAHHHHH! My pain. Definitely my pain.
Y. Malik: Oh, Ra, make the pain stop…
Ra: SORRY, NO.
Y. Malik: Ra, you can be such a jackass.
E. Bakura: Hey, I think the pharaoh hit his head.
Yami: (Unconcious)
Hey, what are you lazy bums waiting for?!
Tea: …she said see you later boi, he wasn't good enough for her.
Get back up there! We've got a whole interlude to fill!
Y. Malik: Oh, come on! Bakura can't move, Yami's unconscious, and I think my leg is broken! We can't possibly ride these deathtraps anymore!
Explain to me how that's my problem, sucker! Now get back up there and entertain the masses!
E. Bakura: WE CAN'T! THAT'S THE POINT, YOU INDESCRIBABLE DOLT!
Alright then, I'll just have to use my powers of authoring! 'And then, the three Yamis were all back at the top of the ramp.' Hey, it worked!
All Three Yamis: (Back at the top of the ramp).
E. Bakura: There is no word in English or Egyptian horrible enough to describe my hatred of you, so I'll make one up: 'Nolfeela'. I completely nolfeela you!
Yami: Wh-what? Where am I? I remember this tremendous pain in my head, and then… blank.
Y. Malik: (Pushes Yami off the ramp.)
Tea: I'll be at the studio, singin' the song we wrote…
Yami: OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH YEAAAAAAAAHHHHH… ::CRUNCH!:: (I think by now, you know the drill.)
Y. Malik: Oh, that looked unpleasant.
E. Bakura: Why don't you take a closer look, then! (Pushes Yami Malik off… without a skateboard)
Y. Malik: ::THUNK!:: (Falls straight down and lands head-first on the hard, hard ground.)
E. Bakura: (Cheerfully) Oh, I'm such an evil bastard…
Author: (Uses powers of authoring to give Bakura a slight shove.)
E. Bakura: I NOLFEELA YOOOOOOOOOOU! ::CRUNCH!:: (Gets off to a good start… and runs over Malik. Goes flying with great force… before hitting the other side of the half-pipe, six feet away.)
All three Yamis: (Let's just say they ain't gettin' up any time soon.)
Oh, ow… Tea, you can go home now, I think we're done.
Tea: Okay, bye! ::Giggle:: (skips off.)
… Um, audience… I would just like to apologize for… this. I really thought they would be a little more talented at this. It came off looking like America's Funniest Home Videos… man, that hurt just watching it. And now I have to pay their medical bills, this is just a nightmare. This didn't turn out as cool as I hoped… oh well, that's why this is a humor story!
Well, all I can say is… go back and read your favorite chapter to get this little mishap out of your mind. And review it! I don't have enough reviews! If your friends like Yu-Gi-Oh, make them read this! And make them review! What are you waiting around for?! Go now, or I'll make you skateboard! Do you think I'm joking?! Go on, move it!