TV- *familiar jungle starts*
Retaw- *ears perk up* O.O Oh no...
All- O.o
Retaw- *covers ears* NOT THE MR. BUCKET COMMERCIAL!
All- o_O *listens to the commercial*
TV- *singing* I'm Mr. Bucket put your balls in my mouth!
All- ....?
Retaw- *twitch* *twitch*
Bakura- *gets it* I notice that there is no Mrs. Bucket...
All- .... *finally get it* O_____O
Tea- *turns very pale and eyes get really big* Oh my...
Cami- *horrified* THAT'S A LITTLE KID'S TOY!?
Yami- That's...very disturbing...
Caitlin- *shuts eyes and shakes head to get rid of unwanted mental images* Ew...
Cami- *still ranting* IT'S SICK AND WRONG! SICK AND WRONG!!
Retaw- *turns off TV* *still twitching* Curse my perverted friends...
Editor- *tries to look innocent* Who, me?
Retaw- YES YOU! YOU'RE THE ONE WHO BROUGHT IT TO MY ATTENTION!
Editor- *pause* Oh yeah... ^^;; I did didn't I?
Retaw- YES YOU DID! YOU'VE SCARRED ME FOR LIFE! I USED TO BE INNOCENT!
Editor- In my defense, you were WAY too innocent. Still are, really. *jerks thumb in direction of Ryou* You were as innocent as him, and that's not healthy.
Ryou- *insulted* *pouts*
Retaw- But he's so cute! ^-^ *glomps*
Ryou- (-_-;;
Retaw- Anyway, thought I needed to get that off my chest. If you don't get it, BE RELIEVED. Trust me, you don't want to know what my 'friend' *glares at Stevie* (Editor: *waves*) brought up to me. NOW TO THE STORY!
WARNING: I was hyper whilst writing this chapter, at least the beginning anyway. Deal with it.
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"OPEN THE DOOR DAMMIT, WE KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE!"
Everyone froze as the doorbell rang over and over again. I turned to Yami, unsure of what to do next, but he only kept a blank expression. There was another slam on the door, and I took a step back.
"Should we...hide or something?" I whispered.
No one answered me. The doorbell rang another five times, and no one was moving. Not any of us, and not whomever was at the door.
"Do you think it's the school? Coming because we missed a day?"
Again, no one answered. I was getting very frustrated now.
"Or it could---"
"Scribe..." Bakura snarled through his teeth, "Shut...the hell...up."
"LET US IN!"
I couldn't help it, I had to speak one last time, "They said us, that means there are more then just one person there."
Bakura shot me one of his infamous death glares and said angrily, "You think we don't realize that, scribe?"
I couldn't help notice that the softer he talked, the more it sounded like an 'I'm gonna kill you now' statement. Suddenly, the doorknob started to jiggle, and then turned abruptly to the left. I jumped as the door swung open at high speeds, dumping three sopping wet teens onto the floor in front of us. There was a loud groan from whoever was at the bottom, and then the two on top of him were thrust off immediately, revealing a very disgruntled Joey Wheeler.
"Joey?" Yami exclaimed, quickly rushing over to them.
Bakura rolled his eyes in disgust, and I couldn't help agree. I mean, come on. Weren't they the ones who scared the bajibers out of us trying to break into MY house? Yami helped Joey up, along with an equally disgruntled Tea and Tristen, and then reached for the blankets near him. Hey, aren't those the good blankets?
** CHIBI MOMENT **
Cami took a running leap to where Yami was innocently sitting, successfully grabbing the 'good' blankets, and saving them from getting wet. However, he also ended up running face first into the wall and sliding down it as his legs twitched.
Yami's head got very big as he yelled, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"
Cami slowly turned a very red face to Yami (which was complete with that little bandage thingy on his forehead that just appeared out of nowhere). Cami triumphantly held the blankets over his head and posed as the stars flew around to signal his success.
** END **
"These are the GOOD blankets!" I told him, acting as if this were the most obvious thing in the world.
Yami blinked, "And?"
I smacked a hand to my forehead and shook my head sadly at his ignorance, "They are DRY CLEAN ONLY."
** CHIBI MOMENT **
Tea, Joey, and Tristen- O.O *blink* *blink*
Yami and Bakura- *mushroom cloud sigh and HUGE sweatdrop*
** END **
"Cami," Tea said, in her 'oh so sweetest' way, "No offence, but you REALLY need a hobby."
"Scribe, hand over the blankets please, we need to get our friends dry."
Bakura snickered, and I held the blankets higher over my head. Yami scowled at me, and just to make him even more upset I stuck my tongue out at him. It's just so much fun to do that to a Pharaoh.
"Oh that was mature." Bakura said, seeing that everything was completely normal again and going back to his usual sarcasm.
"I never said I was mature." I told him, feeling very smart for some reason. Wait, did I just dis myself?
Yami sighed, and looked like he was about to walk away and get more towels. I grinned, ready to start rubbing this in his face at first chance, when-
** CHIBI MOMENT **
"OH MY RA!!"
WHAM! Next thing I knew, I had been slammed hard on the ground with a five thousand year old Pharaoh on top of me. He started fighting me for the blankets, but I will never let him have them!!
"AHHHH!!" I screamed, trying to roll over and hide the blankets under my stomache.
"GIVE THEM TO ME!" He shouted back at me.
"NEVER!" I shouted back, "YOU WILL NEVER HAVE THEM! NEVER!"
"HAND THEM OVER! YOU KNOW YOU CAN'T WIN AGAINST THE KING OF GAMES!"
"NOOOOO! LET GO OF MY BLANKETS!!"
"NEVER!"
"Ahem?"
Everyone froze in the room, as Bakura held up a few folded up towels with a sarcastic smile. Yami and I could only blink in surprise, and because we weren't getting the towels 'fast enough' or something, Bakura rolled his eyes exasperatedly and threw the towels over to the normal teenagers, giving us a last 'I live in a house full of crazy people' look. Even though I, personally, think that he is ten times crazier then me and Yami put together.
...well, maybe not Yami. Just me.
Yeah, just me. ^-^
** END **
"Thanks." Tea murmured, shaking some of the water out of her hair and getting the rest out with the towel.
Joey seemed to care more about his sneakers, and immediately started to try and dry them, even though every other part of him was still sopping wet.
"The weather's way worse." Tea explained, giving Tristen and Joey a sour look. (Tristen was now trying to help Joey with his shoes)
"Yeah," Tristen said, "It was just raining when we decided to come over, and then when we were almost there it REALLY started to pour."
"Lighting and thunder and everything." Joey added, "I swear, wasn't it just last week or somethin' when there was sun everyday?"
I let this hang in the air for a little bit before breaking the quiet by asking, "Hey, aren't you guys supposed to be in school today?"
This earned me three, hardcore, I'm-gonna-kill-you glares, one from each of our guests. Heck, for some reason, I even got an almost hidden one from Bakura, and Yami quickly gazed guiltily at the wall. Tea straightened up a little bit, with a forced calm expression. Then, she looked at me again.
"Why aren't YOU?" She said icily.
Yami physically cringed. And that made me feel like I said something wrong, but nothing seemed that bad to me... Why weren't we in school again? Oh yeah, we played hockey today!
....whoops...
"Why on earth did you skip school!?" Tea exclaimed.
"Yeah!" Joey joined in, "You shoulda called me first! I woulda skipped too!"
Tea shot him a look, and then continued, "I would have thought better of you!"
Bakura didn't care, I didn't care, Yami cared, but that wasn't important. What was important, was that we change the subject immediately.
"You still haven't answered my question, why aren't you in school?" I repeated.
Tea opened her mouth to say something back at me for not acting guilty about skipping school, but she obviously couldn't think of something very good, so she just sighed exasperatedly and continued to dry her hair.
"We came during lunch break." She said, "Only now we're stuck here."
Tristen seemed all too happy with that, and nodded, "Yup! Looks like we're stuck here!"
Joey grinned, "Guess we'll have to stay here until the storm stops! Too bad it might take hours..."
"Or days..." Tristen added hopefully.
"Or weeks..." Joey continued, smiling lazily at the wall while he thought.
"Or years!"
"Or centuries!"
Suddenly, the sound of pounding rain on the roof, stopped. Everyone froze, listening intently for any sounds from the storm that had been going on, but there was none. Not even a dribble was to be heard. Joey and Tristen's face fell.
"Wow..." Tea said, slightly confused, "I guess...we can go back to school now."
Tristen slumped back down on the floor and pouted, "Figures..."
Joey, however, wasn't going to give up that easily. He ran over to the window and flung it open to look outside properly. Then, before anyone knew what he was going to do next, he started screaming.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR!? YOU RAIN LONG ENOUGH TO SOAK US BUT NOT LONG ENOUGH TO ACTUALLY DO SOME GOOD!!? ITS BEEN RAINING FOREVER AND YOU DECIDE TO STOP NOW!?"
"...uh, Joey?" Tea asked uneasily.
"RAIN! START RAINING AGAIN, DAMMIT! GO AHEAD AND STORM! GIVE IT TO ME!" He shouted.
"Joey!" Tea scolded, pulling him away from the window and shutting it tightly.
"What do you think you're doing!?" She hissed, "You're going to make all the neighbors think you're crazy!"
Joey glared at her, and muttered angrily, "It was worth a try."
"You can't control the weather, so why try?" Tea told him.
Suddenly, as if an reply to her question, there came a roar of thunder so loud, that it made everyone jump and every window shake violently. And then, the rain started again, even harder and windier then before, if that was possible. Joey beamed at Tea, and Tristen gave him a hi-five.
"See?" Joey said, "Works every time."
Another blast of thunder blared, and the lights in the house flickered about two times before they went out completely.
"Great job, genius." Tea said, "Now the power's out."
"Hey!" Joey exclaimed, "I thought I couldn't control the weather miss--"
Yami cut them short saying loudly, "Calm down, both of you. We have bigger problems on our hands."
Tea and Joey glared, and 'humph'ed, and then retreated into a corner away from the other. Tristen just shrugged, and Yami let out a long sigh.
"I'm going to see if there are any matches." Bakura mumbled slyly, starting to leave the room. Unfortunately, Yami had grabbed him by the shoulder by then, and wasn't letting him leave.
"Oh no you don't." He said sternly, "I don't even want to imagine what you could do with matches in your hands."
Bakura pretended to be insulted, and replied innocently, "Why Pharaoh, you don't trust me?"
Yami growled, "No." He answered bluntly.
"Well then," Bakura said, a smirk slowly creeping onto his face, "I guess I'll just have to find them when you're asleep, shunt I? Which is fine with me, I've always wondered how flammable your hair gel is."
Yami looked incredibly frustrated, but finally gave in at last and roughly left the tomb robber go.
"Go then!" He snapped.
Bakura grinned evilly, winning again over the Pharaoh. Or at least, he thought he had won.
"But you have to take the scribe with you." Yami added.
Bakura's sneer abruptly fell into an angry one. His head jerked my way as he scowled, and he spoke through gritted teeth as he replied, "Fine!"
This time, it was Yami's turn to smile arrogantly.
...maybe I should be insulted that they see hanging out with me as a punishment.
"Come on, scribe." Bakura grumbled, leaving.
...
~** YAMI ** ~
...
I smiled as I saw Bakura leave angrily with the scribe, but then my attention turned back to Yugi's friends. It was too dark to make out the details, but I could tell that none of them were happy about the situation. And even I, myself, was picking up a strange vibe that made me very uneasy.
"Hey, big Yug'?" Joey said.
I snapped out of my thoughts and stared down at the boy. He glanced towards the hallway and shifted uncomfortably against the wall.
"Do you see that light there? Or is it just me?" He said in a low tone.
I looked in the direction he was gesturing at, and sure enough, there was a faint, blue light coming from the living room. I couldn't think of what could be making that glow, unless...
"I saw that too." Tea said, "But I just assumed it was a nightlight or something."
"Should we go check it out?" Joey asked.
I nodded to him, and Tristen and Joey both got back onto their feet, but Tea stayed where she was.
"You guys go ahead." She said softly, "I'd feel safer here."
"Come on, Tea." Joey protested, "What's the worst that could happen?"
Tea pushed herself farther from him and shook her head firmly, "I'm not going. I just can't shake this feeling that it's something bad."
...so she felt it too...
Joey shrugged, "Alright, if that's how you feel, we'll go on without ya."
Tea jumped as the lighting lit the room, and she looked back to us with pleading eyes. She looked genuinely terrified, and her voice cracked a little when she said, "N-no! Don't leave!"
Joey sighed, not feeling any sympathy for the girl, "Tea, either you go with us, or you stay. What's your choice?"
"It's ok Joey," Tristen interrupted, "I'll stay with her."
Joey nodded to him, and then to me. I, too, felt nervous about the whole thing, but Joey had made up his mind to go, and there wasn't anything that was going to change it. We followed the faint light into the living room, and like I expected, we found the cause of it coming from the coffee table. It was still lying exactly where Cami had dropped it before.
It was coming from that window.
"What is that?" Joey asked me.
I looked closely, the light seemed to be getting brighter by the second. But it hadn't been glowing before, had it?
"Looks like some sort of mirror." Joey commented when I didn't answer right away.
He leaned over and tried to pick the window up off the table, but as soon as he touched it, his hand jolted and he let the window fall free. I blinked as Joey nursed his hand, and looked at the window in complete shock.
"It-It zapped me!" He blurted out, "It burnt me and shocked me at the same time! What the hell is that thing!?"
Little sparks of what looked like blue electricity danced around the window dangerously, and even the shine on it seemed sharper. It was...defending itself. But why? Suddenly, there was a high pitched scream.
"I think that was Tea!" Joey exclaimed.
Before we could react, there was the sound of smashing glass, and a single thought rose in my mind.
The window.
Instantly, Joey and I took off running to where we left our friends, and what we saw then, would haunt me for the rest of my life.
*************
Retaw- *evil grin* Mwahahaha....dun dun duuuuuun! I know, ^____^ I'm bad. But being bad is just so much fun sometimes!
......
-NOTE-
......
Oh yeah, and before I go. My sister was watching 'Lizzie McGuire' yesterday, and I was shocked to find that THOSE FREAKIN PEOPLE STOLE MY JOKE!!
Do any of you readers know what joke I'm talking about? I was watching the episode where Miranda dresses up like a boy to spy on Gordo or whatever, and when she's in the restaurant she doesn't know what restroom to use.
I swear! It took me FOREVER TO COME UP WITH THAT JOKE! THAT JOKE PRACTICALLY INFLUENCED THE WHOLE STORY! IT MADE ME THINK 'Hm, that's pretty good, but how could I use that in my stories? Oh yes! I could put it in Dreams Do Come True'!' BUT NO! THEY STOLE IT AS THEIR OWN! I DON'T BELIEVE IT!
Caitlin- -____-;; She's been stressing over this for weeks, [R: Oh yeah, about that. Sorry it took so long to update!] you might as well get comfortable. *pulls out popcorn*
READ AND REVIEW!
Retaw- *ears perk up* O.O Oh no...
All- O.o
Retaw- *covers ears* NOT THE MR. BUCKET COMMERCIAL!
All- o_O *listens to the commercial*
TV- *singing* I'm Mr. Bucket put your balls in my mouth!
All- ....?
Retaw- *twitch* *twitch*
Bakura- *gets it* I notice that there is no Mrs. Bucket...
All- .... *finally get it* O_____O
Tea- *turns very pale and eyes get really big* Oh my...
Cami- *horrified* THAT'S A LITTLE KID'S TOY!?
Yami- That's...very disturbing...
Caitlin- *shuts eyes and shakes head to get rid of unwanted mental images* Ew...
Cami- *still ranting* IT'S SICK AND WRONG! SICK AND WRONG!!
Retaw- *turns off TV* *still twitching* Curse my perverted friends...
Editor- *tries to look innocent* Who, me?
Retaw- YES YOU! YOU'RE THE ONE WHO BROUGHT IT TO MY ATTENTION!
Editor- *pause* Oh yeah... ^^;; I did didn't I?
Retaw- YES YOU DID! YOU'VE SCARRED ME FOR LIFE! I USED TO BE INNOCENT!
Editor- In my defense, you were WAY too innocent. Still are, really. *jerks thumb in direction of Ryou* You were as innocent as him, and that's not healthy.
Ryou- *insulted* *pouts*
Retaw- But he's so cute! ^-^ *glomps*
Ryou- (-_-;;
Retaw- Anyway, thought I needed to get that off my chest. If you don't get it, BE RELIEVED. Trust me, you don't want to know what my 'friend' *glares at Stevie* (Editor: *waves*) brought up to me. NOW TO THE STORY!
WARNING: I was hyper whilst writing this chapter, at least the beginning anyway. Deal with it.
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
"OPEN THE DOOR DAMMIT, WE KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE!"
Everyone froze as the doorbell rang over and over again. I turned to Yami, unsure of what to do next, but he only kept a blank expression. There was another slam on the door, and I took a step back.
"Should we...hide or something?" I whispered.
No one answered me. The doorbell rang another five times, and no one was moving. Not any of us, and not whomever was at the door.
"Do you think it's the school? Coming because we missed a day?"
Again, no one answered. I was getting very frustrated now.
"Or it could---"
"Scribe..." Bakura snarled through his teeth, "Shut...the hell...up."
"LET US IN!"
I couldn't help it, I had to speak one last time, "They said us, that means there are more then just one person there."
Bakura shot me one of his infamous death glares and said angrily, "You think we don't realize that, scribe?"
I couldn't help notice that the softer he talked, the more it sounded like an 'I'm gonna kill you now' statement. Suddenly, the doorknob started to jiggle, and then turned abruptly to the left. I jumped as the door swung open at high speeds, dumping three sopping wet teens onto the floor in front of us. There was a loud groan from whoever was at the bottom, and then the two on top of him were thrust off immediately, revealing a very disgruntled Joey Wheeler.
"Joey?" Yami exclaimed, quickly rushing over to them.
Bakura rolled his eyes in disgust, and I couldn't help agree. I mean, come on. Weren't they the ones who scared the bajibers out of us trying to break into MY house? Yami helped Joey up, along with an equally disgruntled Tea and Tristen, and then reached for the blankets near him. Hey, aren't those the good blankets?
** CHIBI MOMENT **
Cami took a running leap to where Yami was innocently sitting, successfully grabbing the 'good' blankets, and saving them from getting wet. However, he also ended up running face first into the wall and sliding down it as his legs twitched.
Yami's head got very big as he yelled, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"
Cami slowly turned a very red face to Yami (which was complete with that little bandage thingy on his forehead that just appeared out of nowhere). Cami triumphantly held the blankets over his head and posed as the stars flew around to signal his success.
** END **
"These are the GOOD blankets!" I told him, acting as if this were the most obvious thing in the world.
Yami blinked, "And?"
I smacked a hand to my forehead and shook my head sadly at his ignorance, "They are DRY CLEAN ONLY."
** CHIBI MOMENT **
Tea, Joey, and Tristen- O.O *blink* *blink*
Yami and Bakura- *mushroom cloud sigh and HUGE sweatdrop*
** END **
"Cami," Tea said, in her 'oh so sweetest' way, "No offence, but you REALLY need a hobby."
"Scribe, hand over the blankets please, we need to get our friends dry."
Bakura snickered, and I held the blankets higher over my head. Yami scowled at me, and just to make him even more upset I stuck my tongue out at him. It's just so much fun to do that to a Pharaoh.
"Oh that was mature." Bakura said, seeing that everything was completely normal again and going back to his usual sarcasm.
"I never said I was mature." I told him, feeling very smart for some reason. Wait, did I just dis myself?
Yami sighed, and looked like he was about to walk away and get more towels. I grinned, ready to start rubbing this in his face at first chance, when-
** CHIBI MOMENT **
"OH MY RA!!"
WHAM! Next thing I knew, I had been slammed hard on the ground with a five thousand year old Pharaoh on top of me. He started fighting me for the blankets, but I will never let him have them!!
"AHHHH!!" I screamed, trying to roll over and hide the blankets under my stomache.
"GIVE THEM TO ME!" He shouted back at me.
"NEVER!" I shouted back, "YOU WILL NEVER HAVE THEM! NEVER!"
"HAND THEM OVER! YOU KNOW YOU CAN'T WIN AGAINST THE KING OF GAMES!"
"NOOOOO! LET GO OF MY BLANKETS!!"
"NEVER!"
"Ahem?"
Everyone froze in the room, as Bakura held up a few folded up towels with a sarcastic smile. Yami and I could only blink in surprise, and because we weren't getting the towels 'fast enough' or something, Bakura rolled his eyes exasperatedly and threw the towels over to the normal teenagers, giving us a last 'I live in a house full of crazy people' look. Even though I, personally, think that he is ten times crazier then me and Yami put together.
...well, maybe not Yami. Just me.
Yeah, just me. ^-^
** END **
"Thanks." Tea murmured, shaking some of the water out of her hair and getting the rest out with the towel.
Joey seemed to care more about his sneakers, and immediately started to try and dry them, even though every other part of him was still sopping wet.
"The weather's way worse." Tea explained, giving Tristen and Joey a sour look. (Tristen was now trying to help Joey with his shoes)
"Yeah," Tristen said, "It was just raining when we decided to come over, and then when we were almost there it REALLY started to pour."
"Lighting and thunder and everything." Joey added, "I swear, wasn't it just last week or somethin' when there was sun everyday?"
I let this hang in the air for a little bit before breaking the quiet by asking, "Hey, aren't you guys supposed to be in school today?"
This earned me three, hardcore, I'm-gonna-kill-you glares, one from each of our guests. Heck, for some reason, I even got an almost hidden one from Bakura, and Yami quickly gazed guiltily at the wall. Tea straightened up a little bit, with a forced calm expression. Then, she looked at me again.
"Why aren't YOU?" She said icily.
Yami physically cringed. And that made me feel like I said something wrong, but nothing seemed that bad to me... Why weren't we in school again? Oh yeah, we played hockey today!
....whoops...
"Why on earth did you skip school!?" Tea exclaimed.
"Yeah!" Joey joined in, "You shoulda called me first! I woulda skipped too!"
Tea shot him a look, and then continued, "I would have thought better of you!"
Bakura didn't care, I didn't care, Yami cared, but that wasn't important. What was important, was that we change the subject immediately.
"You still haven't answered my question, why aren't you in school?" I repeated.
Tea opened her mouth to say something back at me for not acting guilty about skipping school, but she obviously couldn't think of something very good, so she just sighed exasperatedly and continued to dry her hair.
"We came during lunch break." She said, "Only now we're stuck here."
Tristen seemed all too happy with that, and nodded, "Yup! Looks like we're stuck here!"
Joey grinned, "Guess we'll have to stay here until the storm stops! Too bad it might take hours..."
"Or days..." Tristen added hopefully.
"Or weeks..." Joey continued, smiling lazily at the wall while he thought.
"Or years!"
"Or centuries!"
Suddenly, the sound of pounding rain on the roof, stopped. Everyone froze, listening intently for any sounds from the storm that had been going on, but there was none. Not even a dribble was to be heard. Joey and Tristen's face fell.
"Wow..." Tea said, slightly confused, "I guess...we can go back to school now."
Tristen slumped back down on the floor and pouted, "Figures..."
Joey, however, wasn't going to give up that easily. He ran over to the window and flung it open to look outside properly. Then, before anyone knew what he was going to do next, he started screaming.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR!? YOU RAIN LONG ENOUGH TO SOAK US BUT NOT LONG ENOUGH TO ACTUALLY DO SOME GOOD!!? ITS BEEN RAINING FOREVER AND YOU DECIDE TO STOP NOW!?"
"...uh, Joey?" Tea asked uneasily.
"RAIN! START RAINING AGAIN, DAMMIT! GO AHEAD AND STORM! GIVE IT TO ME!" He shouted.
"Joey!" Tea scolded, pulling him away from the window and shutting it tightly.
"What do you think you're doing!?" She hissed, "You're going to make all the neighbors think you're crazy!"
Joey glared at her, and muttered angrily, "It was worth a try."
"You can't control the weather, so why try?" Tea told him.
Suddenly, as if an reply to her question, there came a roar of thunder so loud, that it made everyone jump and every window shake violently. And then, the rain started again, even harder and windier then before, if that was possible. Joey beamed at Tea, and Tristen gave him a hi-five.
"See?" Joey said, "Works every time."
Another blast of thunder blared, and the lights in the house flickered about two times before they went out completely.
"Great job, genius." Tea said, "Now the power's out."
"Hey!" Joey exclaimed, "I thought I couldn't control the weather miss--"
Yami cut them short saying loudly, "Calm down, both of you. We have bigger problems on our hands."
Tea and Joey glared, and 'humph'ed, and then retreated into a corner away from the other. Tristen just shrugged, and Yami let out a long sigh.
"I'm going to see if there are any matches." Bakura mumbled slyly, starting to leave the room. Unfortunately, Yami had grabbed him by the shoulder by then, and wasn't letting him leave.
"Oh no you don't." He said sternly, "I don't even want to imagine what you could do with matches in your hands."
Bakura pretended to be insulted, and replied innocently, "Why Pharaoh, you don't trust me?"
Yami growled, "No." He answered bluntly.
"Well then," Bakura said, a smirk slowly creeping onto his face, "I guess I'll just have to find them when you're asleep, shunt I? Which is fine with me, I've always wondered how flammable your hair gel is."
Yami looked incredibly frustrated, but finally gave in at last and roughly left the tomb robber go.
"Go then!" He snapped.
Bakura grinned evilly, winning again over the Pharaoh. Or at least, he thought he had won.
"But you have to take the scribe with you." Yami added.
Bakura's sneer abruptly fell into an angry one. His head jerked my way as he scowled, and he spoke through gritted teeth as he replied, "Fine!"
This time, it was Yami's turn to smile arrogantly.
...maybe I should be insulted that they see hanging out with me as a punishment.
"Come on, scribe." Bakura grumbled, leaving.
...
~** YAMI ** ~
...
I smiled as I saw Bakura leave angrily with the scribe, but then my attention turned back to Yugi's friends. It was too dark to make out the details, but I could tell that none of them were happy about the situation. And even I, myself, was picking up a strange vibe that made me very uneasy.
"Hey, big Yug'?" Joey said.
I snapped out of my thoughts and stared down at the boy. He glanced towards the hallway and shifted uncomfortably against the wall.
"Do you see that light there? Or is it just me?" He said in a low tone.
I looked in the direction he was gesturing at, and sure enough, there was a faint, blue light coming from the living room. I couldn't think of what could be making that glow, unless...
"I saw that too." Tea said, "But I just assumed it was a nightlight or something."
"Should we go check it out?" Joey asked.
I nodded to him, and Tristen and Joey both got back onto their feet, but Tea stayed where she was.
"You guys go ahead." She said softly, "I'd feel safer here."
"Come on, Tea." Joey protested, "What's the worst that could happen?"
Tea pushed herself farther from him and shook her head firmly, "I'm not going. I just can't shake this feeling that it's something bad."
...so she felt it too...
Joey shrugged, "Alright, if that's how you feel, we'll go on without ya."
Tea jumped as the lighting lit the room, and she looked back to us with pleading eyes. She looked genuinely terrified, and her voice cracked a little when she said, "N-no! Don't leave!"
Joey sighed, not feeling any sympathy for the girl, "Tea, either you go with us, or you stay. What's your choice?"
"It's ok Joey," Tristen interrupted, "I'll stay with her."
Joey nodded to him, and then to me. I, too, felt nervous about the whole thing, but Joey had made up his mind to go, and there wasn't anything that was going to change it. We followed the faint light into the living room, and like I expected, we found the cause of it coming from the coffee table. It was still lying exactly where Cami had dropped it before.
It was coming from that window.
"What is that?" Joey asked me.
I looked closely, the light seemed to be getting brighter by the second. But it hadn't been glowing before, had it?
"Looks like some sort of mirror." Joey commented when I didn't answer right away.
He leaned over and tried to pick the window up off the table, but as soon as he touched it, his hand jolted and he let the window fall free. I blinked as Joey nursed his hand, and looked at the window in complete shock.
"It-It zapped me!" He blurted out, "It burnt me and shocked me at the same time! What the hell is that thing!?"
Little sparks of what looked like blue electricity danced around the window dangerously, and even the shine on it seemed sharper. It was...defending itself. But why? Suddenly, there was a high pitched scream.
"I think that was Tea!" Joey exclaimed.
Before we could react, there was the sound of smashing glass, and a single thought rose in my mind.
The window.
Instantly, Joey and I took off running to where we left our friends, and what we saw then, would haunt me for the rest of my life.
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Retaw- *evil grin* Mwahahaha....dun dun duuuuuun! I know, ^____^ I'm bad. But being bad is just so much fun sometimes!
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Oh yeah, and before I go. My sister was watching 'Lizzie McGuire' yesterday, and I was shocked to find that THOSE FREAKIN PEOPLE STOLE MY JOKE!!
Do any of you readers know what joke I'm talking about? I was watching the episode where Miranda dresses up like a boy to spy on Gordo or whatever, and when she's in the restaurant she doesn't know what restroom to use.
I swear! It took me FOREVER TO COME UP WITH THAT JOKE! THAT JOKE PRACTICALLY INFLUENCED THE WHOLE STORY! IT MADE ME THINK 'Hm, that's pretty good, but how could I use that in my stories? Oh yes! I could put it in Dreams Do Come True'!' BUT NO! THEY STOLE IT AS THEIR OWN! I DON'T BELIEVE IT!
Caitlin- -____-;; She's been stressing over this for weeks, [R: Oh yeah, about that. Sorry it took so long to update!] you might as well get comfortable. *pulls out popcorn*
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