Fantasy
Yami no Kelly Noel
January 28, 2004- February 19, 2004 (I'm lazy… sue me)
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A/n:
Chibi Seto: *watching Finding Nemo* Squishy…
Disclaimer: Repeat after me, Seto. I love Yami no Kelly Noel so much that I would do anything for her, including buying Yu-Gi-Oh for her, as she doesn't yet own it.
Chibi Seto: Squishy! ^-^
- -; Damn it… I'd slap it into you but you're too cute…
Chibi Seto: O.O
*takes a seat next to him* You know Seto, I noticed something as I sat watching Yu-Gi-Oh earlier.
Chibi Seto: *looks up at her* Squishy?
Yes, I noticed how sexy you were, but another thing came to mind. Why is it that in this godforsaken thing they call an English Dub, does everyone go to the Shadow realm after they lose a battle? Obviously if you're on top of a glass ceiling and it gives in you are going to plummet to the bottom until you're a nice flat blood covered pancake. No traveling to the shadow realm should be involved! Which brings up another question, my sweet chibi Seto, why is it that the English Dubbers try so hard to look so stupid?
Chibi Seto: *pouty face* Squishy!
Yeah, I guess you're right Seto. Americans are squishy- I mean- stupid. I mean just look at Kelly. She's just as stupid as they come! (And somewhere in the depths of YnKN's mind, Kelly sneezes.) Ah I never get tired of that… *snuggles with Seto Chibi and the two finish watching Finding Nemo*
R. S. M.: *outside in the cold* Curses… that Chibi is taking away our jobs!
Pink: And I caught him eating MY chili! He must be stopped!
Blue: As stupid of a reason that is, Pink's right!
Red: Kelly wouldn't allow this to go on!
Orange: So then it's settled, we have to go get Kelly from the depths of YnKN's mind!
Pink: And save the chili.
Red: - -; Can someone please shut the he-she up?
- Yami no Kelly N.
- Chibi Seto
- Renegade Scapegoat Muses (R. S. M)
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Recap:
I was un-motivated to write last chapter, but now I'm back with a vengeance. Apparently Fan-fiction ate MY reviews. I wonder if the taste was worth me holding a grudge against them forever… When I become dictator of the new world they shall be the first to pay… well after I kill or torture (and then kill) all those bastards that say Malik's shirt is purple… It's lavender you fools! LAVENDER!
Seto met "Kouryou," *gag* (She's not a Mary-sue, I'd kill myself before I sink to that, but that's not her real name either, so don't try to find out about her using that information), Mokuba finally found Seto's lair, Rishid learned a very important lesson about where women keep their "special" belongings, and Bakura-kun has a dancing gerbil poster in his soul room.
Can you see the unmotivated-ness just from the recap? It wasn't even a long chapter which even I find surprising. You know how I love hearing the sound of my own voice reading my brilliance aloud to Kelly's family members, even if I do have to tie them up and gag them to get their attention… ^^
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He was bored. Very bored. He'd just dispatched his own secret plan and waiting for results was a complete waste of his precious time. Precious because he thought so, at least. In the time it had taken him to complete his ingenious plan, he'd won Yu-Gi-Oh the Falsebound Kingdom videogame for the Game Cube, read War and Peace, and found out that he could fit exactly three marbles up each nostril and shoot them off at the wall with freakishly abnormal accuracy. Right… Anyways, as he paced back and forth among the main floor of his current surroundings, he wondered what exactly was going on, on the outside. Finally, sick and tired of wondering, he took the incentive.
"Yugi, I'm taking over!"
"Bu-"
"No buts about it! You've had control over the body for the last month and you ruined my grandiose speech on world domination! My turn!" And with those words of astounding stupidity, Yami no Yugi took control over Yugi's body only to see Anzu and Jounouchi at each other's throats again.
"What's with them?" He asked, as Honda looked down to meet Yugi's glance, one eyebrow raised.
"What do you mean 'what's with them?' The same thing that's been with them for the last 24 hours!" Honda paused. "You know I just realized that this entire timeline doesn't even make sense. How could we possibly be in a virtual game at an arcade for 24 hours? Don't we need real food and water before our real bodies shrivel up and die? Not to mention the fact that the Arcade closes at 11:00 pm, we had school today and-" Honda stopped, as a piece of paper fluttered down from the sky. Catching it he read it aloud. "How do you keep a talkative idiot busy for hours? Flip to find out. -YnKN." Curious as to how you do keep a talkative idiot busy for hours, Honda flipped only to see the same confusing message. He then proceeded to continue flipping the paper over and over still unable to figure out how you keep a talkative idiot busy for hours.
Yami no Yugi blinked, okay so a lot more had gone on then he had realized, even though he'd been out for a full two hours previous to Yugi waking up. You think he would have noticed the scenery change, but then again this is Yami no Yugi we are talking about…
"Look you two, you're gonna have to talk your problems out." Yami no Yugi commanded, as Jounouchi and Anzu stopped, looking at him, each raising an eyebrow.
"Already tried that one." Honda added, still not taking his eyes off the sheet of paper, continuing to flip it on the occasion. "Curse you…" He muttered, causing Yami to raise and eyebrow.
"Right… well you don't have the power that the former pharaoh of Egypt has! I command you two to stop this senseless bickering and talk this out like civilized adults!" Yami no Yugi commanded, striking a grandiose pose. To be honest he looked rather stupid, but if only one person could pull off looking royal and stupid at the same time it would have to be Yami no Yugi. To say the least his rather idiotic demand and pose caused both immature teenagers to stop. Jounouchi's biting ceased as did Anzu's clawing at her rival's face, as Yami smirked and turned back to Honda. "Being Pharaoh rocks."
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Now I think we'll return to Malik's little group of Chaos, Evil, Darkness, and cross dresser.
"I think I just got degraded again," Bakura scowled, as Isis sweat dropped, "and do you hear something?" Indeed there was a rather noticeable rustling sound from the bushes bordering the selected path.
"I'll investigate." Rishid said, taking the incentive to make sure that both Isis and Malik weren't hurt. He really couldn't care about the cross dresser.
"Wait. It could be dangerous." Isis said, as Malik rolled his eyes.
"Everything's dangerous with you! Going outside is dangerous. Reading a magazine is dangerous. Eating a popsicle is dangerous!" Malik shouted, as Isis' temper flared.
"Hey! May I remind you that it was because we went outside that Yami no Marik was born, and may I remind you that, that magazine fuelled your anger towards father which caused you to STAB him?!" Isis shouted right back as Malik merely shrugged.
"Explain the popsicle."
"He gave it to you." Isis replied pointing towards Bakura. "Did you really think that after what you did to him in Battle City you could trust taking a popsicle from him?" Bakura smiled innocently, while he silently cursed out Isis for ruining his plans of revenge.
"Don't worry about it Hikari." Yami no Bakura began, opening the mental link again, "We'll just add her to the torture/kill list when we rule the world."
"You be quiet!" Bakura mentally shouted in a huff, closing the mind link.
"He's getting to be too much like me… looks like I'll have to bring out the chains, whips and leather pants again…" And with that Yami no Bakura went back to screwing up Bakura RPG, eating chips, and drinking beer. Unaware of the pure evil thriving underneath his Hikari's soul room couch…
"But it was grape flavored! I love grape!" Malik continued to argue, upset at the loss of the precious, perfect, pretty, purple, popsicle pitifully and pointlessly destroyed at the pulpy pronouncement of the preppy pinhead Isis. Man that's a lot of "P's"…
"Well that's because you're weird! Everyone knows that strawberry is the best flavored popsicle! And you only like grape because it's the same color as your sluttish purple hoodie, because you dress like a man whore!"
"Not again…" Rishid sighed, yanking on his ponytail, aggravated.
"It's lavender! LAVENDER I SAY! Not PURPLE!" Malik screeched, missing the entire man whore comment.
"I thought Yugi was the one that dressed like the man whore." Bakura thought absent mindedly as his yami tuned back into the link.
"What the hell is a man whore?" He thought-out loud to himself, as a great evil crawled out from under the couch.
"I don't know, homie B. I'm not hip, with these kids new lingo, yo." The great evil responded, smirking slightly.
"… whatever dawg." Yami no Bakura mumbled, taking a sip of his drink, before spitting it clear across the room. "What the-" He quickly jumped up from his seat only to be face to face with-
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"Mokuba please tell me you're not going to stay up all night playing the Sims again. You crashed my hard drive last time." Seto's computer practically whined as she watched her owner's younger brother pound on her keys. Mokuba furrowed his brow.
"Silence! I demand silence!" He shouted, banging his hands on the keyboard. "And do you know how long it took for me to get Sim Yami in the same bed as Sim Anzu?! Do you!? DO YOU!?"
"…"
"Well let me tell you," Mokuba began, calming down slightly, "You can lead a horse to water, but-"
"You can't change it's spots! Don't I know it Moky!" Mokuba turned around, an eyebrow raised, only to see Shizuka take a seat right next to him, wide eyed and perky.
"Not exactly what I was going to say, but okay…" Mokuba sweat dropped. "Wait a second, Shizuka how the hell did you get down here?"
"Well let me think." Shizuka stopped, pausing to think for a moment. "Ah! Well first I heard this odd thumping sound in the ventilation system and of course I knew it was squirrels, so I climbed into the ventilation system but then I got lost but I still knew the squirrel was out there and I couldn't let it get to Mr. Kaiba's technology or the world might blow up and then I got attacked by those scarab beetles- hey is that the Sims!? Moky can I play?!"
"NO!" Mokuba practically bellowed into Shizuka's ear.
"Meanie and after I shined and polished all your dolls too!"
"Action figures! They're action figures!"
"Sure… call them "Action Figures" if you must. But tell me little Moky, what special action figure ability does Malibu Barbie have? Hmmm? Special Bikini-"
"I'm still an innocent you know." Mokuba said, clasping his hand over the maid's mouth.
"Sorry." And so a moment of heavy silence hovered over the area.
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"…"
"…"
"… so… Moky… come here often?"
And then Mokuba proceeded in banging his head against the monitor! Again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again- (hits self and jump starts) Crap! Why do I keep doing that?! … well to make a long story short there was a lot brain cell damage on Moky's part. Let's go back to Yami's group shall we?
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"Hey I commanded you two to stop! Stop I say! STOP!"
"NEVER! SHE WILL PAY!"
"NEVER! HE WILL PAY!"
"CURSE YOU, YOU ACCURSED PAPER! TELL ME HOW TO KEEP A TALKATIVE IDIOT BUSY FOR HOURS! TELL MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
… … …
Or maybe not… how about Malik's group?
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"PURPLE!"
"LAVENDER!"
"PURPLE!"
"LAVENDER!"
I think I need another plot device… how about Kaiba's group?
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"Oh master Seito?"
"Yes?" Seto asked, feeling very mighty and powerful on top of his favored dragon. Wait… did that sound wrong? Damned lemons… Jounouchi should have never had that chocolate mousse with Seto! It tainted my mind! Oh wait where were we?
"Do you hear something? It sounds like arguing of some sort." Kouryou asked, looking down to the forest below.
"No, Kouryou. I don't hear a thing." Seto obviously lied, a deaf man could hear the screaming those idiots were putting out.
"Are you sure, master? I find the screaming and bellowing of what seems to be a former pharaoh very distracting." Kouryou added as the corners of Seto's mouth twitched slightly.
"Former pharaoh?" He repeated. "You did say former pharaoh, correct?"
"Why yes master Seito! His whiny screaming reminds me of OUR OWN former pharaoh who liked to hide in pots as a child!" Kouryou exclaimed, clasping her abnormally pale hands together, as her blue eyes sparkled excitedly.
"Right…" Seto grinned, a familiar insane smirk started top work it's way onto my bishie's face. "Shall we go down and have a look?"
"But master? What happened to collecting an army of strong monsters for your beloved and favored brother?" Kouryou asked, apparently that's what Seto and "she" had been doing since his disappearance in the last chapter.
"Ah… Mokuba…" Seto remembered, but his mouth continued to twitch along with his fingers. The silent calling of revenge was slowly taking over his brain as every defeat Yami no Yugi handed to him flooded back slowly… painfully… "Mokuba who?" And so Kaiba took his dragon down so he could have the taste of victory flood his mouth, with no chocolate mousse involved, thank you!
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"What are you doing back? And why are you in MY Hikari's soul room? How long have you been in here? What have you seen you FIEND!?!?!?!?!?" Yami no Bakura was freaking out to say the least. The ultimate evil had taken a seat on HIS Hikari's couch and Ra only knew how long he'd been in here.
"I'm going to create a body that I can inhabit. Your Hikari's an unobservant dolt, I could hide here undetected. Since Pharaoh beat me in Battle City. And I've seen those leather pants in action. Animal…"
"You just can't make a body out of thin air! It's physically impossible!" Yami no Bakura shouted, rather outraged.
"But I've seen it done. Like in those fics, where you beat Bakura senseless with hot pokers until he can barely breathe, let alone move."
"Hot pokers you say? Interesting concept…" Yami no Bakura mused, stroking his chin in thought, "But no! You can't just make a body. Any moron can see that."
"Well, maybe I'm not just any moron." The ultimate evil said, putting his feet on the couch and grinning.
"You're right, you're a FIENDISH MORON! And get your feet off the couch, Bakura just vacuumed."
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Will Yami ever get Anzu and Jounouchi off each other? Will Honda ever figure out how to keep a talkative idiot busy for hours? Will Bakura ever figure out if Yugi is a man whore? Will Isis and Malik ever agree on what color Malik's slutty hoodie is? Will Rishid ever get anything accomplished in this fantasy? Will Mokuba ever stop hitting his head against the monitor? Will Shizuka ever be able to play the Sims? Will Seto ever get his rematch? Will the ultimate evil ever be revealed? Will Yami no Bakura have to buy new cushions for Bakura's soul room couch?
Who knows and who the hell cares?! I'm hot and sexy and that's all that matters! Sticks and Stones may break my bones but whips and chains excite me! Yay! ^____________________________^
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R. S. M: *somehow got into YnKN's soul room* YnKN's mind is a very scary place… *terrified*
Yami no Kelly Noel
January 28, 2004- February 19, 2004 (I'm lazy… sue me)
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A/n:
Chibi Seto: *watching Finding Nemo* Squishy…
Disclaimer: Repeat after me, Seto. I love Yami no Kelly Noel so much that I would do anything for her, including buying Yu-Gi-Oh for her, as she doesn't yet own it.
Chibi Seto: Squishy! ^-^
- -; Damn it… I'd slap it into you but you're too cute…
Chibi Seto: O.O
*takes a seat next to him* You know Seto, I noticed something as I sat watching Yu-Gi-Oh earlier.
Chibi Seto: *looks up at her* Squishy?
Yes, I noticed how sexy you were, but another thing came to mind. Why is it that in this godforsaken thing they call an English Dub, does everyone go to the Shadow realm after they lose a battle? Obviously if you're on top of a glass ceiling and it gives in you are going to plummet to the bottom until you're a nice flat blood covered pancake. No traveling to the shadow realm should be involved! Which brings up another question, my sweet chibi Seto, why is it that the English Dubbers try so hard to look so stupid?
Chibi Seto: *pouty face* Squishy!
Yeah, I guess you're right Seto. Americans are squishy- I mean- stupid. I mean just look at Kelly. She's just as stupid as they come! (And somewhere in the depths of YnKN's mind, Kelly sneezes.) Ah I never get tired of that… *snuggles with Seto Chibi and the two finish watching Finding Nemo*
R. S. M.: *outside in the cold* Curses… that Chibi is taking away our jobs!
Pink: And I caught him eating MY chili! He must be stopped!
Blue: As stupid of a reason that is, Pink's right!
Red: Kelly wouldn't allow this to go on!
Orange: So then it's settled, we have to go get Kelly from the depths of YnKN's mind!
Pink: And save the chili.
Red: - -; Can someone please shut the he-she up?
- Yami no Kelly N.
- Chibi Seto
- Renegade Scapegoat Muses (R. S. M)
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Recap:
I was un-motivated to write last chapter, but now I'm back with a vengeance. Apparently Fan-fiction ate MY reviews. I wonder if the taste was worth me holding a grudge against them forever… When I become dictator of the new world they shall be the first to pay… well after I kill or torture (and then kill) all those bastards that say Malik's shirt is purple… It's lavender you fools! LAVENDER!
Seto met "Kouryou," *gag* (She's not a Mary-sue, I'd kill myself before I sink to that, but that's not her real name either, so don't try to find out about her using that information), Mokuba finally found Seto's lair, Rishid learned a very important lesson about where women keep their "special" belongings, and Bakura-kun has a dancing gerbil poster in his soul room.
Can you see the unmotivated-ness just from the recap? It wasn't even a long chapter which even I find surprising. You know how I love hearing the sound of my own voice reading my brilliance aloud to Kelly's family members, even if I do have to tie them up and gag them to get their attention… ^^
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He was bored. Very bored. He'd just dispatched his own secret plan and waiting for results was a complete waste of his precious time. Precious because he thought so, at least. In the time it had taken him to complete his ingenious plan, he'd won Yu-Gi-Oh the Falsebound Kingdom videogame for the Game Cube, read War and Peace, and found out that he could fit exactly three marbles up each nostril and shoot them off at the wall with freakishly abnormal accuracy. Right… Anyways, as he paced back and forth among the main floor of his current surroundings, he wondered what exactly was going on, on the outside. Finally, sick and tired of wondering, he took the incentive.
"Yugi, I'm taking over!"
"Bu-"
"No buts about it! You've had control over the body for the last month and you ruined my grandiose speech on world domination! My turn!" And with those words of astounding stupidity, Yami no Yugi took control over Yugi's body only to see Anzu and Jounouchi at each other's throats again.
"What's with them?" He asked, as Honda looked down to meet Yugi's glance, one eyebrow raised.
"What do you mean 'what's with them?' The same thing that's been with them for the last 24 hours!" Honda paused. "You know I just realized that this entire timeline doesn't even make sense. How could we possibly be in a virtual game at an arcade for 24 hours? Don't we need real food and water before our real bodies shrivel up and die? Not to mention the fact that the Arcade closes at 11:00 pm, we had school today and-" Honda stopped, as a piece of paper fluttered down from the sky. Catching it he read it aloud. "How do you keep a talkative idiot busy for hours? Flip to find out. -YnKN." Curious as to how you do keep a talkative idiot busy for hours, Honda flipped only to see the same confusing message. He then proceeded to continue flipping the paper over and over still unable to figure out how you keep a talkative idiot busy for hours.
Yami no Yugi blinked, okay so a lot more had gone on then he had realized, even though he'd been out for a full two hours previous to Yugi waking up. You think he would have noticed the scenery change, but then again this is Yami no Yugi we are talking about…
"Look you two, you're gonna have to talk your problems out." Yami no Yugi commanded, as Jounouchi and Anzu stopped, looking at him, each raising an eyebrow.
"Already tried that one." Honda added, still not taking his eyes off the sheet of paper, continuing to flip it on the occasion. "Curse you…" He muttered, causing Yami to raise and eyebrow.
"Right… well you don't have the power that the former pharaoh of Egypt has! I command you two to stop this senseless bickering and talk this out like civilized adults!" Yami no Yugi commanded, striking a grandiose pose. To be honest he looked rather stupid, but if only one person could pull off looking royal and stupid at the same time it would have to be Yami no Yugi. To say the least his rather idiotic demand and pose caused both immature teenagers to stop. Jounouchi's biting ceased as did Anzu's clawing at her rival's face, as Yami smirked and turned back to Honda. "Being Pharaoh rocks."
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Now I think we'll return to Malik's little group of Chaos, Evil, Darkness, and cross dresser.
"I think I just got degraded again," Bakura scowled, as Isis sweat dropped, "and do you hear something?" Indeed there was a rather noticeable rustling sound from the bushes bordering the selected path.
"I'll investigate." Rishid said, taking the incentive to make sure that both Isis and Malik weren't hurt. He really couldn't care about the cross dresser.
"Wait. It could be dangerous." Isis said, as Malik rolled his eyes.
"Everything's dangerous with you! Going outside is dangerous. Reading a magazine is dangerous. Eating a popsicle is dangerous!" Malik shouted, as Isis' temper flared.
"Hey! May I remind you that it was because we went outside that Yami no Marik was born, and may I remind you that, that magazine fuelled your anger towards father which caused you to STAB him?!" Isis shouted right back as Malik merely shrugged.
"Explain the popsicle."
"He gave it to you." Isis replied pointing towards Bakura. "Did you really think that after what you did to him in Battle City you could trust taking a popsicle from him?" Bakura smiled innocently, while he silently cursed out Isis for ruining his plans of revenge.
"Don't worry about it Hikari." Yami no Bakura began, opening the mental link again, "We'll just add her to the torture/kill list when we rule the world."
"You be quiet!" Bakura mentally shouted in a huff, closing the mind link.
"He's getting to be too much like me… looks like I'll have to bring out the chains, whips and leather pants again…" And with that Yami no Bakura went back to screwing up Bakura RPG, eating chips, and drinking beer. Unaware of the pure evil thriving underneath his Hikari's soul room couch…
"But it was grape flavored! I love grape!" Malik continued to argue, upset at the loss of the precious, perfect, pretty, purple, popsicle pitifully and pointlessly destroyed at the pulpy pronouncement of the preppy pinhead Isis. Man that's a lot of "P's"…
"Well that's because you're weird! Everyone knows that strawberry is the best flavored popsicle! And you only like grape because it's the same color as your sluttish purple hoodie, because you dress like a man whore!"
"Not again…" Rishid sighed, yanking on his ponytail, aggravated.
"It's lavender! LAVENDER I SAY! Not PURPLE!" Malik screeched, missing the entire man whore comment.
"I thought Yugi was the one that dressed like the man whore." Bakura thought absent mindedly as his yami tuned back into the link.
"What the hell is a man whore?" He thought-out loud to himself, as a great evil crawled out from under the couch.
"I don't know, homie B. I'm not hip, with these kids new lingo, yo." The great evil responded, smirking slightly.
"… whatever dawg." Yami no Bakura mumbled, taking a sip of his drink, before spitting it clear across the room. "What the-" He quickly jumped up from his seat only to be face to face with-
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"Mokuba please tell me you're not going to stay up all night playing the Sims again. You crashed my hard drive last time." Seto's computer practically whined as she watched her owner's younger brother pound on her keys. Mokuba furrowed his brow.
"Silence! I demand silence!" He shouted, banging his hands on the keyboard. "And do you know how long it took for me to get Sim Yami in the same bed as Sim Anzu?! Do you!? DO YOU!?"
"…"
"Well let me tell you," Mokuba began, calming down slightly, "You can lead a horse to water, but-"
"You can't change it's spots! Don't I know it Moky!" Mokuba turned around, an eyebrow raised, only to see Shizuka take a seat right next to him, wide eyed and perky.
"Not exactly what I was going to say, but okay…" Mokuba sweat dropped. "Wait a second, Shizuka how the hell did you get down here?"
"Well let me think." Shizuka stopped, pausing to think for a moment. "Ah! Well first I heard this odd thumping sound in the ventilation system and of course I knew it was squirrels, so I climbed into the ventilation system but then I got lost but I still knew the squirrel was out there and I couldn't let it get to Mr. Kaiba's technology or the world might blow up and then I got attacked by those scarab beetles- hey is that the Sims!? Moky can I play?!"
"NO!" Mokuba practically bellowed into Shizuka's ear.
"Meanie and after I shined and polished all your dolls too!"
"Action figures! They're action figures!"
"Sure… call them "Action Figures" if you must. But tell me little Moky, what special action figure ability does Malibu Barbie have? Hmmm? Special Bikini-"
"I'm still an innocent you know." Mokuba said, clasping his hand over the maid's mouth.
"Sorry." And so a moment of heavy silence hovered over the area.
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"…"
"… so… Moky… come here often?"
And then Mokuba proceeded in banging his head against the monitor! Again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again- (hits self and jump starts) Crap! Why do I keep doing that?! … well to make a long story short there was a lot brain cell damage on Moky's part. Let's go back to Yami's group shall we?
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"Hey I commanded you two to stop! Stop I say! STOP!"
"NEVER! SHE WILL PAY!"
"NEVER! HE WILL PAY!"
"CURSE YOU, YOU ACCURSED PAPER! TELL ME HOW TO KEEP A TALKATIVE IDIOT BUSY FOR HOURS! TELL MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
… … …
Or maybe not… how about Malik's group?
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"PURPLE!"
"LAVENDER!"
"PURPLE!"
"LAVENDER!"
I think I need another plot device… how about Kaiba's group?
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"Oh master Seito?"
"Yes?" Seto asked, feeling very mighty and powerful on top of his favored dragon. Wait… did that sound wrong? Damned lemons… Jounouchi should have never had that chocolate mousse with Seto! It tainted my mind! Oh wait where were we?
"Do you hear something? It sounds like arguing of some sort." Kouryou asked, looking down to the forest below.
"No, Kouryou. I don't hear a thing." Seto obviously lied, a deaf man could hear the screaming those idiots were putting out.
"Are you sure, master? I find the screaming and bellowing of what seems to be a former pharaoh very distracting." Kouryou added as the corners of Seto's mouth twitched slightly.
"Former pharaoh?" He repeated. "You did say former pharaoh, correct?"
"Why yes master Seito! His whiny screaming reminds me of OUR OWN former pharaoh who liked to hide in pots as a child!" Kouryou exclaimed, clasping her abnormally pale hands together, as her blue eyes sparkled excitedly.
"Right…" Seto grinned, a familiar insane smirk started top work it's way onto my bishie's face. "Shall we go down and have a look?"
"But master? What happened to collecting an army of strong monsters for your beloved and favored brother?" Kouryou asked, apparently that's what Seto and "she" had been doing since his disappearance in the last chapter.
"Ah… Mokuba…" Seto remembered, but his mouth continued to twitch along with his fingers. The silent calling of revenge was slowly taking over his brain as every defeat Yami no Yugi handed to him flooded back slowly… painfully… "Mokuba who?" And so Kaiba took his dragon down so he could have the taste of victory flood his mouth, with no chocolate mousse involved, thank you!
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"What are you doing back? And why are you in MY Hikari's soul room? How long have you been in here? What have you seen you FIEND!?!?!?!?!?" Yami no Bakura was freaking out to say the least. The ultimate evil had taken a seat on HIS Hikari's couch and Ra only knew how long he'd been in here.
"I'm going to create a body that I can inhabit. Your Hikari's an unobservant dolt, I could hide here undetected. Since Pharaoh beat me in Battle City. And I've seen those leather pants in action. Animal…"
"You just can't make a body out of thin air! It's physically impossible!" Yami no Bakura shouted, rather outraged.
"But I've seen it done. Like in those fics, where you beat Bakura senseless with hot pokers until he can barely breathe, let alone move."
"Hot pokers you say? Interesting concept…" Yami no Bakura mused, stroking his chin in thought, "But no! You can't just make a body. Any moron can see that."
"Well, maybe I'm not just any moron." The ultimate evil said, putting his feet on the couch and grinning.
"You're right, you're a FIENDISH MORON! And get your feet off the couch, Bakura just vacuumed."
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Will Yami ever get Anzu and Jounouchi off each other? Will Honda ever figure out how to keep a talkative idiot busy for hours? Will Bakura ever figure out if Yugi is a man whore? Will Isis and Malik ever agree on what color Malik's slutty hoodie is? Will Rishid ever get anything accomplished in this fantasy? Will Mokuba ever stop hitting his head against the monitor? Will Shizuka ever be able to play the Sims? Will Seto ever get his rematch? Will the ultimate evil ever be revealed? Will Yami no Bakura have to buy new cushions for Bakura's soul room couch?
Who knows and who the hell cares?! I'm hot and sexy and that's all that matters! Sticks and Stones may break my bones but whips and chains excite me! Yay! ^____________________________^
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R. S. M: *somehow got into YnKN's soul room* YnKN's mind is a very scary place… *terrified*