Fantasy
Yami no Kelly Noel
December 21, 2003
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A/n:
(Kelly: *can not find the ability to function* O_O)
She's been like that since the last time she got whacked with the clipboard. It's kinda nice not having to listen to her rant though! ^_^
(Kelly: O_O)
Disclaimer: I don't even own this body. You think I own Yu-Gi-Oh? Although it is a very nice body… not as nice as my Ancient Egyptian one, but nice all the same. Right… where was I hikari?
(Kelly: O_O *twitch*)
Hey! She moved!
- Yami no Kelly N.
-(Kelly Noel)
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Recap:
We had a Christmas Holiday special… and I'm not going to even comment on it…
ANYWAY!
Well let's see, Malik hates Isis for screwing up the sweater he knitted her, Rishid has magic crayons, Pegasus too is busy with his 24 Hour Funny Bunny Marathon to join the insanity and I'm very sad about that, Mokuba is in the ventilation system of the Kaiba mansion in an attempt to break into Kaiba's computer room/lair, Shizuka is trying to get into the ventilation system to stop a "squirrel" from stealing all of Kaiba's technology, Yugi… well he's short, Jounouchi's trying to rattle Kaiba's cage, Honda… um yeah, Anzu's suffocating Bakura, and Bakura's in a powder blue dress, matching heels, and currently being strangled by an evil corset! Oh and Malik got old so: HAPPY BIRTHDAY MALIK-KUN! ^-^
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"Malik get out of there!" Isis shouted, as she repeatedly banged her hip against the door to Malik's room in an attempt to get him to come out.
"No!" Malik sniffled, engrossing himself in knitting another sweater. His lavender eyes filled with diminutive tears as he unravels another ball of yarn.
"MALIK! OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT THIS MINUTE!" Isis shouted, as she felt her right hip numbing from repeatedly banging it against his door. Her eyes narrowed, aggravated as she pressed her ear against the door to hear what he was doing in there.
"NEVER!" Malik shouted back, throwing a large and heavy object at the door making a loud banging sound, right in Isis' ear. Isis grabbed her head in pain, as her eardrums continued to ring out in her skull.
"Maybe I should try Isis-sama?" Rishid offered, as Isis continued to twitch from the ear splitting pain.
"F-fine…" Isis barely mumbled, as sound caused her vision to blur and her ears to bleed.
"Malik-sama, Isis-sama has graciously decided to show us how to operate the computer in return your forgiveness of her mauling your marvelously made sweater."
"I'd still like to know how you guys got a computer down here with working Internet service…" Isis mumbled out loud, only loud enough to be heard by her.
"Really?" Malik asked, opening the door a crack to make sure it wasn't a trick.
"Of course Malik-sama!" Rishid comforted, smiling brightly.
"YAY!" And so the three ran off to wherever the computer was located… I say wherever because even I get lost in that house or tomb, rather. So many doors so little time…
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"Now you're positive that's Bakura-kun?" Honda whispered in Anzu's ear as he starred at Bakura who was currently on "her" throne, sulking while still looking frilly and adorable.
"Yes Honda! I'm sure! I helped him get dressed after all." Anzu repeated, as Honda had asked her this multiple times already. "Trust me that's Bakura-kun."
"So I can't ask him out?"
"I'm just going to pretend I didn't hear that and we'll move on with our lives…" Anzu coughed, as Honda blinked. Incase you're wondering: I have no comment…
"There must be a way to salvage my plans…" Seto started, as he continued to poke his pen pilot feverishly. "At this rate I'll be in this world for days!" He sweat dropped as he thought of how horrible this was working out so far. "Why is it that every time I even try to plot against you, it ends in ruin?" He asked as he took out his mini Yugi voodoo doll and strangled it in his hand. "Anyway!" Seto continued shoving it back into his trench coat so that he may continue to type. "If I can get back to the real world to reconstruct my plans there is a chance that this will work…"
"Hey Yug' is Kaiba's hand 'posed to be smoking like dat?" Jounouchi asked, sounding too much like his illiterate English dubbed counter part, which has currently been jailed by Brooklyn Police for impersonating a New Yorker.
"First of all stop talking like that it's scaring me." Yugi responded, taking care of the more important situation first. "Second, Kaiba smokes?" Yugi asked, turning to see that indeed Kaiba's hand was smoldering, but the two did not realize that it was not Kaiba's hand that was smoldering, but his pen pilot because he'd overloaded it. However, Jounouchi and Yugi were not the only two to not realize this, no, it wouldn't be any fun if only they didn't realize, you see, the two guards assigned to protect the recovered Princess Kisara (A.K.A.: Bakura-kun) also did not realize this and took action. Thinking that poor Seto-kun was in trouble, and that this trouble could spread to their "princess," they robbed him of his pen pilot and chucked it out the window where a resounding and horrifying "sploosh." A sound effect that was so terrible that even spell check refused to acknowledge it as a word sends shivers down my spine.
"NO!" Seto shouted, thrusting half his body out the window in a failed attempt to save his only way home, only way other than finishing the game, of course. But his attempts were in vain, as it had already dropped to it's watery grave down below. His eyes clouded over, as only pained mumbles crossed his lips as he continued to dangle half way out the window, ever so slowly slipping farther and farther down from the window. Yup… Let's go see how Mokuba's doing!
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"I could use a map…" Mokuba sweat dropped as he looked blankly at his surroundings, before he noticed a scrap of old paper from his pocket. "Hmmm?" He blinked; taking it out only seeing a square with a bunch of different colored squiggly lines on it. "Oh yeah, thanks a bunch. It ALL comes together NOW." He growled sarcastically, yelling at the seemingly higher power that had placed the map in his left pocket. Turning it over to see if there was anything on this side to help him were the words, "Screw you. With love, YnKN." Rolling his eyes at the ceiling Mokuba continued to his journey to Seto's computer room, while the authoress, being I, thought of more ways to prolong his misery. He was snippy with me even after all the plushies I made of him? Ooh he's gonna get it… and I'm gonna give it to him good… mwah… mwahahahaha… BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
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"It's really that easy?" Malik asked, looking at Isis who sweat dropped at her brother's stupidity.
"Just press the button."
"It seems too simple- OW!" Malik said, circling the machine and tripping over a wire in the back of the machine, and falling flat on his face.
"Malik!" Isis shouted, not really concerned about Malik's well being, his head was as dense as the Pharaoh's stone tablet, but rather the well being of the computer. Rishid had told her of the gods influence in getting this computer hooked up and Malik couldn't afford to anger the gods anymore than he already had. "If you screw up one more time-"
"Impending doom, blah, blah, blah, end of the world, blah, evil will take over, blah, blah, blah. Oh and I almost forgot the most important part: BLAH! Right Isis, sister?" Malik mocked as Isis furrowed her brow.
"Oh Malik, honestly!" And with that Isis threw her hands up in the air out of exasperation. At this point she didn't even really care one way or the other if Ammit devoured her younger brother's heart. "Fine you wanna forget about our heritage? No computer for you!"
"No Isis! I didn't mean it really!"
Meanwhile Rishid stood in the corner of the room, fuming at the fact that he still hadn't been able to try a computer. Grabbing both Isis and Malik by the neck of their tops he placed them in front of the computer, pressed the button to the computer, shoved the CD in the D drive, and put a virtual helmet on each, including himself so that the story may move on as the narrator is bored out of her skull.
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"Guys I think we broke Kaiba."
After realizing that Seto-kun was going to fall out the window and into impending doom along with the horrifying sound effect of the dreaded "sploosh," Yugi, Anzu and Honda saved him. I say only Yugi, Anzu, and Honda because Jounouchi didn't feel the need to get up as he remised about all the different names I gave out to replace the word mutt in a chapter 5 and Bakura didn't help because tripped over the hem of his gown when he tried to run over.
"I think I ripped my dress…" Bakura noted looking at the torn hem, which caught Anzu's attention.
"We could always put another one on, I saw a nice pink one in the closet-"
"NO!"
"Right…" Yugi started. "But back to the important matter at hand. We broke Kaiba!" It was then an idea came to Jounouchi's seemingly empty head. I say seemingly empty because everyone has a brain. The only problem with Jounouchi's was that it was too cluttered with X rated porn movies, X rated porn magazines, and wondering if what was growing under his bed was editable; to actually put it to any use.
"I have an idea-" And it was then that everyone, even Seto, snapped to attention.
"You do?!" They all asked at once except for Anzu who said, "Yugi please ask The Moron, YOU DO?!"
"I hate you all." And with that Jounouchi fell over sweat dropping.
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"Ooh wow." Malik said as he looked at his current surroundings.
"But what's with all the dark and revealing clothing?" Isis asked, as she tried to use her new black cape to hide her new revealing outfit.
"Ah so brilliant, well not really, but so naïve…"
"What is that supposed to mean?" Isis asked placing her hands on her hips before quickly using them to cover up her outfit again.
"Is it not obvious? We get to play the villains!" Malik rejoiced as he played with his dark purple cape and remembered the fond memories of Battle City. And then he became incredibly depressed as all of his Battle City plans failed, the fact that he was banished to the shadow realm on the Battle Blimp came to mind, and don't even get him started on Alacratze Duel Tower. "Okay so maybe it's not as great as I originally thought."
"Malik-sama is it not possible that we are anti-villains like Yami no Bakura, Seto Kaiba, and that Ootogi person, whose last name escapes both me and the narrator?" Rishid noted as he handed Isis his oversized coat so that she would stop fidgeting.
"Perhaps you're right Rishid. Perhaps your right."
"But I'm a good guy- or rather person." Isis argued feeling more comfortable now that she was covered.
"Well Yugi and co. always found you incredibly weird." Malik thought out loud, cringing as he realized he'd actually said it. "Did I say that out loud?"
"Really?" Isis asked, slightly hurt and tears watering up.
"Uh…" Malik stuttered, in this uncomfortable situation he'd gotten himself into. "No! No! Of course not. I was just kidding!"
"But you stuttered!" Isis sobbed as Malik cringed.
"Uh…" Unable to come up with an excuse he continued to stutter until one hit him. "I was commanded by Ra to stutter!"
"Malik that's a lie!" Isis continued to wail as her younger brother sweat dropped.
"This is one of those time I wish I hadn't given my rod to Yugi." And now I give all my perverted Hentai readers the opportunity to chortle, snicker, and cackle along with other forms of demented laughter at the fact that Malik said "my rod." … Okay it was kinda funny. Muah…
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"I think I've got it!" Mokuba shouted unscrewing one of the caps to the ventilation system and putting his head down to get a look. "Aw damn… its only Seto's private bathroom." About to go back up into the air duct when he realized what exactly he'd said. "Seto's private bathroom…" It was then a seemingly wicked smile crossed his face as he dropped down from the vent, landing on his feet.
"What's this?" He asked, noticing what appeared to be a mini YnKN plushie attached to the showerhead. Grabbing it he blinked as started to dissolve in his hand. "What the hell? Looks like that freaky Yami no Kelly person has spies set up all over this bathroom." He shuddered. "It would be just plan wrong to leave them here so it looks like I'll have to go through all of Seto's stuff to find them all…" And with that seemingly legitimate excuse he began his search. However, no one ever noticed the seemingly ominous shapeless mass scuttle back into the ventilation system, which just appeared because that little brat called me freaky! And not even by my real name! Damn it the little brat made me ruin the mysteriousness of the moment… scary sound effects should cover it… SPLOOSH!
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"Obviously the game's plot it to find the real Princess Kisara." Bakura ranted, as he'd taken everyone to his special chambers, well they weren't really his, where they could converse freely.
"You're just saying that because you don't want to wear the dress anymore." Anzu mumbled, disappointed that she'd never be able to see how the pink looked on Bakura.
"Besides the point." He mumbled sweat dropping.
"Actually, I think Bakura-kun's right." Honda agreed, as his estranged friend smiled grateful.
"You're just saying that because you like the dress he's currently in." Anzu mumbled, as Bakura's mouth fell open, and Honda started to whistle innocently.
"OKAY!" Yugi shouted, breaking the tension, or at least he hoped he broke the tension. "The point is that we have to find this princess. Before I continue, why did we agree to play a game that we had no idea what the plot of it was?"
"Curiosity." Bakura mumbled, as he sourly looked at his pinched feet, pinched because Anzu shoved his foot into heels that were three sizes too small as if the fact that they were high heels wasn't painful enough.
"Concussion." Honda said, as everyone remembered how he flipped over the railing of the dancing simulator. Hee hee…
"Friendship!" Anzu shouted, as if her answer was obvious.
"I'd tell you but then I'd ruin the plot." Seto growled, still mourning the loss of his precious pen pilot.
"Gaming obsession." Yugi admitted as everyone then looked to Jounouchi for his answer.
"You know what's a funny word, or rather, animal? Goat..." And with that burst of intelligence I think we'll leave off here.
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Yami no Kelly Noel
December 21, 2003
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A/n:
(Kelly: *can not find the ability to function* O_O)
She's been like that since the last time she got whacked with the clipboard. It's kinda nice not having to listen to her rant though! ^_^
(Kelly: O_O)
Disclaimer: I don't even own this body. You think I own Yu-Gi-Oh? Although it is a very nice body… not as nice as my Ancient Egyptian one, but nice all the same. Right… where was I hikari?
(Kelly: O_O *twitch*)
Hey! She moved!
- Yami no Kelly N.
-(Kelly Noel)
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Recap:
We had a Christmas Holiday special… and I'm not going to even comment on it…
ANYWAY!
Well let's see, Malik hates Isis for screwing up the sweater he knitted her, Rishid has magic crayons, Pegasus too is busy with his 24 Hour Funny Bunny Marathon to join the insanity and I'm very sad about that, Mokuba is in the ventilation system of the Kaiba mansion in an attempt to break into Kaiba's computer room/lair, Shizuka is trying to get into the ventilation system to stop a "squirrel" from stealing all of Kaiba's technology, Yugi… well he's short, Jounouchi's trying to rattle Kaiba's cage, Honda… um yeah, Anzu's suffocating Bakura, and Bakura's in a powder blue dress, matching heels, and currently being strangled by an evil corset! Oh and Malik got old so: HAPPY BIRTHDAY MALIK-KUN! ^-^
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"Malik get out of there!" Isis shouted, as she repeatedly banged her hip against the door to Malik's room in an attempt to get him to come out.
"No!" Malik sniffled, engrossing himself in knitting another sweater. His lavender eyes filled with diminutive tears as he unravels another ball of yarn.
"MALIK! OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT THIS MINUTE!" Isis shouted, as she felt her right hip numbing from repeatedly banging it against his door. Her eyes narrowed, aggravated as she pressed her ear against the door to hear what he was doing in there.
"NEVER!" Malik shouted back, throwing a large and heavy object at the door making a loud banging sound, right in Isis' ear. Isis grabbed her head in pain, as her eardrums continued to ring out in her skull.
"Maybe I should try Isis-sama?" Rishid offered, as Isis continued to twitch from the ear splitting pain.
"F-fine…" Isis barely mumbled, as sound caused her vision to blur and her ears to bleed.
"Malik-sama, Isis-sama has graciously decided to show us how to operate the computer in return your forgiveness of her mauling your marvelously made sweater."
"I'd still like to know how you guys got a computer down here with working Internet service…" Isis mumbled out loud, only loud enough to be heard by her.
"Really?" Malik asked, opening the door a crack to make sure it wasn't a trick.
"Of course Malik-sama!" Rishid comforted, smiling brightly.
"YAY!" And so the three ran off to wherever the computer was located… I say wherever because even I get lost in that house or tomb, rather. So many doors so little time…
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"Now you're positive that's Bakura-kun?" Honda whispered in Anzu's ear as he starred at Bakura who was currently on "her" throne, sulking while still looking frilly and adorable.
"Yes Honda! I'm sure! I helped him get dressed after all." Anzu repeated, as Honda had asked her this multiple times already. "Trust me that's Bakura-kun."
"So I can't ask him out?"
"I'm just going to pretend I didn't hear that and we'll move on with our lives…" Anzu coughed, as Honda blinked. Incase you're wondering: I have no comment…
"There must be a way to salvage my plans…" Seto started, as he continued to poke his pen pilot feverishly. "At this rate I'll be in this world for days!" He sweat dropped as he thought of how horrible this was working out so far. "Why is it that every time I even try to plot against you, it ends in ruin?" He asked as he took out his mini Yugi voodoo doll and strangled it in his hand. "Anyway!" Seto continued shoving it back into his trench coat so that he may continue to type. "If I can get back to the real world to reconstruct my plans there is a chance that this will work…"
"Hey Yug' is Kaiba's hand 'posed to be smoking like dat?" Jounouchi asked, sounding too much like his illiterate English dubbed counter part, which has currently been jailed by Brooklyn Police for impersonating a New Yorker.
"First of all stop talking like that it's scaring me." Yugi responded, taking care of the more important situation first. "Second, Kaiba smokes?" Yugi asked, turning to see that indeed Kaiba's hand was smoldering, but the two did not realize that it was not Kaiba's hand that was smoldering, but his pen pilot because he'd overloaded it. However, Jounouchi and Yugi were not the only two to not realize this, no, it wouldn't be any fun if only they didn't realize, you see, the two guards assigned to protect the recovered Princess Kisara (A.K.A.: Bakura-kun) also did not realize this and took action. Thinking that poor Seto-kun was in trouble, and that this trouble could spread to their "princess," they robbed him of his pen pilot and chucked it out the window where a resounding and horrifying "sploosh." A sound effect that was so terrible that even spell check refused to acknowledge it as a word sends shivers down my spine.
"NO!" Seto shouted, thrusting half his body out the window in a failed attempt to save his only way home, only way other than finishing the game, of course. But his attempts were in vain, as it had already dropped to it's watery grave down below. His eyes clouded over, as only pained mumbles crossed his lips as he continued to dangle half way out the window, ever so slowly slipping farther and farther down from the window. Yup… Let's go see how Mokuba's doing!
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"I could use a map…" Mokuba sweat dropped as he looked blankly at his surroundings, before he noticed a scrap of old paper from his pocket. "Hmmm?" He blinked; taking it out only seeing a square with a bunch of different colored squiggly lines on it. "Oh yeah, thanks a bunch. It ALL comes together NOW." He growled sarcastically, yelling at the seemingly higher power that had placed the map in his left pocket. Turning it over to see if there was anything on this side to help him were the words, "Screw you. With love, YnKN." Rolling his eyes at the ceiling Mokuba continued to his journey to Seto's computer room, while the authoress, being I, thought of more ways to prolong his misery. He was snippy with me even after all the plushies I made of him? Ooh he's gonna get it… and I'm gonna give it to him good… mwah… mwahahahaha… BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
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"It's really that easy?" Malik asked, looking at Isis who sweat dropped at her brother's stupidity.
"Just press the button."
"It seems too simple- OW!" Malik said, circling the machine and tripping over a wire in the back of the machine, and falling flat on his face.
"Malik!" Isis shouted, not really concerned about Malik's well being, his head was as dense as the Pharaoh's stone tablet, but rather the well being of the computer. Rishid had told her of the gods influence in getting this computer hooked up and Malik couldn't afford to anger the gods anymore than he already had. "If you screw up one more time-"
"Impending doom, blah, blah, blah, end of the world, blah, evil will take over, blah, blah, blah. Oh and I almost forgot the most important part: BLAH! Right Isis, sister?" Malik mocked as Isis furrowed her brow.
"Oh Malik, honestly!" And with that Isis threw her hands up in the air out of exasperation. At this point she didn't even really care one way or the other if Ammit devoured her younger brother's heart. "Fine you wanna forget about our heritage? No computer for you!"
"No Isis! I didn't mean it really!"
Meanwhile Rishid stood in the corner of the room, fuming at the fact that he still hadn't been able to try a computer. Grabbing both Isis and Malik by the neck of their tops he placed them in front of the computer, pressed the button to the computer, shoved the CD in the D drive, and put a virtual helmet on each, including himself so that the story may move on as the narrator is bored out of her skull.
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"Guys I think we broke Kaiba."
After realizing that Seto-kun was going to fall out the window and into impending doom along with the horrifying sound effect of the dreaded "sploosh," Yugi, Anzu and Honda saved him. I say only Yugi, Anzu, and Honda because Jounouchi didn't feel the need to get up as he remised about all the different names I gave out to replace the word mutt in a chapter 5 and Bakura didn't help because tripped over the hem of his gown when he tried to run over.
"I think I ripped my dress…" Bakura noted looking at the torn hem, which caught Anzu's attention.
"We could always put another one on, I saw a nice pink one in the closet-"
"NO!"
"Right…" Yugi started. "But back to the important matter at hand. We broke Kaiba!" It was then an idea came to Jounouchi's seemingly empty head. I say seemingly empty because everyone has a brain. The only problem with Jounouchi's was that it was too cluttered with X rated porn movies, X rated porn magazines, and wondering if what was growing under his bed was editable; to actually put it to any use.
"I have an idea-" And it was then that everyone, even Seto, snapped to attention.
"You do?!" They all asked at once except for Anzu who said, "Yugi please ask The Moron, YOU DO?!"
"I hate you all." And with that Jounouchi fell over sweat dropping.
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"Ooh wow." Malik said as he looked at his current surroundings.
"But what's with all the dark and revealing clothing?" Isis asked, as she tried to use her new black cape to hide her new revealing outfit.
"Ah so brilliant, well not really, but so naïve…"
"What is that supposed to mean?" Isis asked placing her hands on her hips before quickly using them to cover up her outfit again.
"Is it not obvious? We get to play the villains!" Malik rejoiced as he played with his dark purple cape and remembered the fond memories of Battle City. And then he became incredibly depressed as all of his Battle City plans failed, the fact that he was banished to the shadow realm on the Battle Blimp came to mind, and don't even get him started on Alacratze Duel Tower. "Okay so maybe it's not as great as I originally thought."
"Malik-sama is it not possible that we are anti-villains like Yami no Bakura, Seto Kaiba, and that Ootogi person, whose last name escapes both me and the narrator?" Rishid noted as he handed Isis his oversized coat so that she would stop fidgeting.
"Perhaps you're right Rishid. Perhaps your right."
"But I'm a good guy- or rather person." Isis argued feeling more comfortable now that she was covered.
"Well Yugi and co. always found you incredibly weird." Malik thought out loud, cringing as he realized he'd actually said it. "Did I say that out loud?"
"Really?" Isis asked, slightly hurt and tears watering up.
"Uh…" Malik stuttered, in this uncomfortable situation he'd gotten himself into. "No! No! Of course not. I was just kidding!"
"But you stuttered!" Isis sobbed as Malik cringed.
"Uh…" Unable to come up with an excuse he continued to stutter until one hit him. "I was commanded by Ra to stutter!"
"Malik that's a lie!" Isis continued to wail as her younger brother sweat dropped.
"This is one of those time I wish I hadn't given my rod to Yugi." And now I give all my perverted Hentai readers the opportunity to chortle, snicker, and cackle along with other forms of demented laughter at the fact that Malik said "my rod." … Okay it was kinda funny. Muah…
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"I think I've got it!" Mokuba shouted unscrewing one of the caps to the ventilation system and putting his head down to get a look. "Aw damn… its only Seto's private bathroom." About to go back up into the air duct when he realized what exactly he'd said. "Seto's private bathroom…" It was then a seemingly wicked smile crossed his face as he dropped down from the vent, landing on his feet.
"What's this?" He asked, noticing what appeared to be a mini YnKN plushie attached to the showerhead. Grabbing it he blinked as started to dissolve in his hand. "What the hell? Looks like that freaky Yami no Kelly person has spies set up all over this bathroom." He shuddered. "It would be just plan wrong to leave them here so it looks like I'll have to go through all of Seto's stuff to find them all…" And with that seemingly legitimate excuse he began his search. However, no one ever noticed the seemingly ominous shapeless mass scuttle back into the ventilation system, which just appeared because that little brat called me freaky! And not even by my real name! Damn it the little brat made me ruin the mysteriousness of the moment… scary sound effects should cover it… SPLOOSH!
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"Obviously the game's plot it to find the real Princess Kisara." Bakura ranted, as he'd taken everyone to his special chambers, well they weren't really his, where they could converse freely.
"You're just saying that because you don't want to wear the dress anymore." Anzu mumbled, disappointed that she'd never be able to see how the pink looked on Bakura.
"Besides the point." He mumbled sweat dropping.
"Actually, I think Bakura-kun's right." Honda agreed, as his estranged friend smiled grateful.
"You're just saying that because you like the dress he's currently in." Anzu mumbled, as Bakura's mouth fell open, and Honda started to whistle innocently.
"OKAY!" Yugi shouted, breaking the tension, or at least he hoped he broke the tension. "The point is that we have to find this princess. Before I continue, why did we agree to play a game that we had no idea what the plot of it was?"
"Curiosity." Bakura mumbled, as he sourly looked at his pinched feet, pinched because Anzu shoved his foot into heels that were three sizes too small as if the fact that they were high heels wasn't painful enough.
"Concussion." Honda said, as everyone remembered how he flipped over the railing of the dancing simulator. Hee hee…
"Friendship!" Anzu shouted, as if her answer was obvious.
"I'd tell you but then I'd ruin the plot." Seto growled, still mourning the loss of his precious pen pilot.
"Gaming obsession." Yugi admitted as everyone then looked to Jounouchi for his answer.
"You know what's a funny word, or rather, animal? Goat..." And with that burst of intelligence I think we'll leave off here.
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