Hicky: Some things is his pre-fic writing stuff my shock some of you.

Trent: Hicky doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh, or the dubbed duels, or the nursery rhymes.

Hicky: Yeah, you heard right, nursery rhymes..... Enjoy!

Who's Afraid of the Dark?

"Now Dark? Are we finished?" Celtic asked after Dark had stopped checking to make sure his armour was perfect.

"Well, we had better be... do you feel that? A duel is about to begin, let's go," Dark said as he went for the door. Before the two of them left Dark put up his magic barrier.

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In the real world Yugi and his group had come face to face with a guy that looked like a reject from clown college. On his jacket were the letters 'P' and 'K'. Yami had taken over Yugi's body, somehow knowing that Yugi would not be able to handle this duel, no matter how brave he thought he was.

The clown man, Panic, went first, playing Castle of Dark Illusions. It hang in the air, and within a short time the darkness from it covered all of Panic's side of the field.

Yami started out with Celtic Guardian in defence mode, and also a card face down.

Panic quickly went to the offence, sending Dark Grasp of Fury to destroy Celtic from the field.

Yami played another card face down and Winged Dragon and Guardian of the Fortress in attack. He ordered Winged Dragon's Fire Ball attack to illuminate the field, and then played a second card face down.

Panic sent his monster in for a second attack, and a second victory.

Yami played Curse of Dragon in defence, trying to think of a way to combat the dark obsessed clown.

Panic played Reaper of the Cards and sent him into attack Yami's face down card, thinking it was a magic card. Unfortunately for Panic, he was wrong, and Reaper was ensnared by the Spell Binding Circle, a very useful trap card.

Yami took this opportunity to destroy Reaper using Curse of Dragon, then played Swords of Revealing Light. {Hicky: Okay, I have a little question mark on the page next to the last two moves, so I must have been confused}

Panic combined his Castle of Dark Illusions with a magic card, Chaos Shield. This made a barrier over his entire field and increased the defence of all the monster he had on his field.

Yami played a combo, combining Curse of Dragon with Gaia the Fierce Knight to produce Gaia the Dragon Champion.

Panic went to yet again boost hi defences, playing Metal Guardian in well, defence.

Yami's strategy was coming together quickly. He played Catapult Turtle and mounted Gaia the Dragon Champion onto it, increasing his monster's attack to three-thousand two-hundred. "Catapult Launch!" Yami cried and sent his Champion to crash into the side of the castle. Little bits of the Floatation Ring fell, followed by the whole thing.

Panic laughed, not realizing the importance of Yami's move. "Fool!" He yelled. "For all your threats my castle is unharmed. Your worthless attack only knocked off it's Floatation Ring off!"

Panic's monster all had the same thoughts, 'Ummmmm.' They gulped, knowing what would happen.

Yami stood there for a moment before explaining what he had done. "Doesn't it seem strange to you that a castle that lost its Flotation Ring is somehow still floating? What if the Swords of Revealing Light had locked in place not only your monsters, but your castle as well. Then what would happen next? Right now the only thing holding up you castle are the Swords of Revealing Light and when this turn ends each and every sword will vanish... It's over and now your world's about to come tumbling down!"

Panic, well, panicked. "Ahhh, noooo, noooo one defeats Panic!"

"My turn is over," Yami said, including everything he had said previously in a simple look.

"Run monsters! Get out of the way!" Panic yelled over his duelling platform.

"It's no goo, the Chaos Shield is keeping them from running anywhere. You've trapped them all inside," Yami stated the plain and obvious truth quite bitterly.

The castle fell, slowly, making Panic's agonizing defeat all the more painful forhim to watch. Slowly his own castle came all the way down on his monsters, sending them all to the Graveyard and ending the duel.

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After Celtic had been played and quickly sent back home he felt somewhat angry. Before he had actually been the destroyer of his opponents, now it seemed he never made it to the end of a duel. He chose an interesting way to get rid of his frustration. While the duel was being played Celtic danced, almost tribal-like, around in a circle, practically scream-singing. He didn't seem to care about his audience as he sang, "Who's afraid of the big dumb clown, the big dumb clown, the big dumb clown? Who's afraid of the big dumb clown, hiding in the dark?!" This went on and on until the duel was over. Surprisingly, by the end, almost everyone else had joined in as well.

"CELTIC! IT'S OVER!" came the voice of Curse.

Celtic stopped in mid-dance, then straightened up. "Oh, okay."

"OOOOH! Spectacle!" Kuriboh shot, although he too had been singing at the end.

"Yeah so, I don't care who saw," Celtic said as he did at quick sweep at who actually had been watching. Dark stood there, arms crossed, slight surprise in his eyes, a small smirk at his lips. 'Maybe I care slightly who saw...' Celtic thought.

"Dude! Celtic's got the MOVES!" Gaia said getting off of Curse's back to attempt to copy what Celtic had done; he fail miserably.

"He did not look like that!" Curse said, swinging his tail under Gaia's legs, causing his to fall back.

"Not cool dude!" Gaia said looking at Curse. "Not cool at all."

"Yeah, that was what I was going for; cool," Curse said sarcastically.

Dark turned to head back toward the mansion. Celtic ran up beside him. "Hi Dark!"

"Hello... what exactly was the point of all that?" Dark asked.

"Ohh, ummm... I was a little frustrated about something and I didn't like that clown dude, and I had read something that had that rhythm in one of Yugi's old Nursery Rhyme books-" Celtic got cut off.

"Nursery Rhymes, hmmmmm?" Dark said stopping and turning to the elf. "Want me to come read you a bed time rhyme before you go to sleep?" Dark asked it a stupid 'talking to a three year old voice' while pinching Celtic's cheek.

"Okay, sure. You do that... and you have to, cause you offered!" Celtic said running up the stairs. He called down to Dark. "I go to bed in about an hour, so you better come!" He turned and dashed off into the mansion.

Dark stood where he had stopped. He blinked twice. 'I'm doing what in an hour?' Dark thought as he realized what he had just offered to do. He was still thinking as the faintest duel vibes was felt. Dark pushed it out of his mind; this duel was not Yugi's.

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Seto faced Joey, bother wearing Seto's new duel-disk system. Seto started off with Battle Ox.

Joy played Armoured Lizard.

Seto ordered Battle Ox to destroy Joey's monster with Axe Slam.

Joey played Flame Swordsman and sent his in with Flaming Sword of Battle. However, since Battle Ox was resistant to fire attacks, he countered and destroyed Joey's second monster.

Seto fused Battle Ox and Mystic Horseman into Rabid Horseman, and waits.

Joey played Axe Raider; destroyed, Battle Steer; destroyed, Garuzies; destroyed. He started to say Smashing Rock- but was cut off by it being destroyed. Joey played Rude Kyser but it was also wiped from the field. Joey then played his newest edition, Red Eyes Black Dragon and ordered its Inferno Fire Blast attack. He finally destroyed one of Seto's monsters.

Seto played a Blue Eyes and kicked Joey's ass for the last time.

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Dark walked back to his room, still contemplating why he was going to go read a full grown monster nursery rhymes as a bed time story. To get his mind off of the childish actions of Celtic he turned to his sketch book. Again he picked up his pencil and began to draw. To begin his night he drew Celtic in a slightly more interesting pose than he had previously. He was lying on a large foot rest, or it might have been something else; Dark really wasn't interested in what it was he was lying on. Left leg was bent, foot on the cushioned top; right leg hung off the edge. His left hand grabbed at the material, head thrown back over the other edge. His mouth hung open in either a moan or a scream, Dark wasn't sure which he preferred more. 'Wow.... that's a little more hentai than I planned for... well, let's move on,' Dark thought as he began another picture.

Dark seemed to be caught in a hentai moment because the second drawing turned out even more so than the first. Celtic's eyes were half closed, his mouth drawn up in a smirk. He was leaning back slightly with his left and behind him for balance, and his right in front to cover himself. Dark swallowed hard. 'What is wrong with me tonight?' Dark looked over at his clock; still had twenty minutes.

He turned the page for one last drawing before he headed off. Celtic kneeled, toes pointing west. His body twisted from its east direction so that his chest and face where facing the looker. His chin slightly down and a smile on his face. His left arm rested in front of his right leg in a fist, his right further in front, on the ground. Dark had a new favorite drawing. "Thank Ra that I have no more time... only he knows what I'd come up with next..." Dark snapped into something more casual to wear before heading out the door. Apparently tight pants and an equally tight top was considered casual wear.

Dark walked down to the first floor and to Celtic's door. He knocked and Celtic opened the door a few moments later. "You're late!" Celtic said pretending to be very angry. He was actually kind of surprised Dark had even showed up. That might explain why he had his blanket draped around him. He went back to his bed and hopped in, quickly getting comfortable. "Come on!" He said impatiently patting the bed. "Close the door and get over here!"

'Ra, Amun, could you stop making him say stuff like that? You know perfectly well what it sounds like when it hits my ears,' Dark thought to the gods as he closed the door and headed towards Celtic's bed.

'Well, hello there hansom!' Celtic thought as Dark sat down on the edge of his bed. "That's not going to be comfy after too long-"

"How long am I going to be here?" Dark asked, cutting Celtic off.

"As long as I want... why don't you sit here, beside me. You can lean against the headboard and that way I can see the pictures." Celtic almost cursed himself for sounding so much like a kid, but he really did what to see the pictures while Dark read.

"The only way you'd see the pictures is if you were leaning on me," Dark stated picking up a large book from Celtic's bed side table.

"Yeah well, I wanna see, so tough for you!"

'Oh yeah. Like it's going to be hard for me to accept you leaning against me. Feel free to do that and more... Okay okay, enough with that. I have to read the baby his bed time rhymes.' "Well, does the little elf have any requests?" Dark asked as he sat back down were Celtic had told him too.

Celtic shuffled over so he was right against Dark, and he leaned his head on his shoulder so he could see the pictures.

'Oh yes. This isn't weird. A topless, and maybe more, hottie all cuddly and happy... and I'm acting like a mother reading nursery rhymes.'

"Jack and Jill," Celtic said quickly.

"Alright then," Dark said slowly as he focussed on finding the mentioned rhyme. "Ahh, here we go. Jack and Jill wen-"

"Change it," Celtic said looking at the picture.

"Change it? To what?" Dark asked curiously.

"Celtic and Dark!" He laughed. "You're Jill!"

"Why am I the girl?" Dark questioned.

"You have longer hair... now, READ!" He said hitting the book with his left hand.

"Ahuh. Celtic and Dark went up the hill, to fetch a pail for Yami; Celtic fell down and broke his crown, and Dark came tumbling oddly. Then up Celtic got and off did trot, as fast as he could caper, to old Grandpa, who patched his nob with vinegar and brown paper." Dark read the rhyme then turned his face to a smiling elf. "You're insane, you know that?"

"Yep, now... hmm..... Little Bo-Peep! But... make it Little Celtic!"

"Okay then," Dark found the page and began his change as you go rhyming. "Little Celtic has lost his sheep, and cannot go and find them; leave them alone and they'll home, so Celtic won't have to go out to find them. Little Celtic fell fast asleep, but not before I finished; so on I read until I got tired of this rhyme and changed it all together. Little Celtic lost his sheet!" Dark grabbed the covers and pulled them off of Celtic. He dashed away to the other side of the room as he continued. "And he knows that Dark had got them. But there he stays, in his bed," Dark turned and looked back at a very red faced elf. ".... because he was completely naked....." Dark finished his rhyme in shock.

Celtic grabbed at the fitted sheet that he sat on top of and quickly wrapped them over himself. Celtic didn't look at Dark. He stared wide eyed at the foot of his bed.

"Ummm, I'm so sorry Celtic," Dark said. 'I am so not! I'm pissed, I didn't see anything good... that's a lie... every part of you is amazing, but you know what I mean!'

"Ahuh," Celtic still was stunned and overwhelmed by embarrassment.

Dark cautiously made his way back to Celtic. He knelt on the edge of the bed and put the covers over the elf, "accidentally" brushing Celtic's sides with his hands. Dark mentally grinned. "Better?"

"Oh! Ummm," Celtic looked away.

"Why are you so embarrassed?" Dark asked a little concerned.

"....." Celtic lay down on his side, not looking at Dark.

"Celtic?" Dark was getting more concerned. "What is it? You're being silly, and childish-"

"Childish!?" Celtic asked angrily. "Get out!"

"Celtic... I said I was sorry, and I'm trying to help," Dark stumbled over his words. 'You moron! Dark, you stupid son of a bitch! Look what you've done!' Dark mentally yelled at himself.

Celtic turned to look at the mage. "Listen to me... I'm fine, just leave. Thank you for reading to me... it was fun for a while. Now I'm going to sleep, so head home will ya!" Celtic was trying to be calm, trying to be polite, but he was much too angry.

Dark looked down at Celtic; he wanted to cry. 'You've ruined it Dark. Any chance you had is gone.' "No."

"No?" Celtic questioned.

"That's right. You are being a big baby. I meant it. I am sorry okay. But what do you think?... That I'm going to judge you some certain way because you aren't wearing anything to bed?"

Celtic turned away again, obviously Dark had figured it out.

"Well, I'm not. Hell, I bet every monster sleeps nude some of the time, and a few all the time. I know I do quite often... and that was too much information..." Dark chuckled in a slight nervousness, but it was only and act.

'Oh baby!' Celtic thought. 'Too much information? Oh no... keep it coming, keep it coming, keep it coming!'

"So, do you want more Nursery Rhymes? Or just a kiss good night?" Dark even shocked himself with that one. 'A kiss Dark? Aren't you eager...'

'Oh Gods! A kiss,' Celtic thought dreamily. "Gimme a kiss!" Celtic said in the best child-like voice he could. He didn't want it to seem like he wanted to make out with the purple haired man, even though he did.

'Okay then...' "Night sweetie," Dark said as he leaned over and kissed Celtic on the forehead.

'Not what I wanted,' Celtic thought angrily. "Night mommy!" Celtic snickered and dove under the blankets.

Dark made a face and rolled his eyes. "Sleep well Celtic, you little freak!"

"You too Sheet-Stealer!" Celtic called back, still under his covers.

Dark left the room and went back to his room. 'Okay, so maybe you salvaged the train-wreck you caused before. Don't do it again! And, hehehe, you kissed him.' Dark smiled as he closed the door to his room. He decided that tonight, he'd wear the same thing as Celtic to bed.

Hicky: MWAHAHAHAHAHA! Enough stuff to keep ya happy for a bit? Did I freak any of you out for a moment?

Trent: Like when Dark thought he had lost any chance he ever had?

Hicky: Yeah, like then! MWAHAHAHAHA! That was totally on the spot writing! No plans what-so-ever.

Trent: Holds up and shakes two pieces of lined paper And this is????

Hicky: My plans that I have other than the ones I add on the spot!

Trent: Right..... anyway readers. Review if you'd like to say something. But Hicky will keep writing out of her pure love for her own fic.

Hicky: Yeah, I love it! lol... but I wanna write the GOOD chapters!!!!!

Trent: Then right the bad ones that are before the good ones!

Hicky: Touché!!!!