Ya know, after seeing "Freddy vs. Jason" I am going to have to see all of the Freddy Krueger movies, and do a short crossover with him and Yugioh, unless they do something similar in the manga before then. On with the story!

Chapter 21: Rolling, Rolling, Rolling (GAHHHH! MUST GET DEMON SONG OUT OF HEAD!)

"DON'T RUN! DON'T RUN! YOU'LL ONLY DIE FLAT AND TIRED, INSTEAD OF JUST FLAT! YA KNOW, THIS REMINDS ME OF A MOVIE. . . WHAT WAS IT CALLED NOW?" wondered the giant eye as it rolled after our heroes around the pyramid.
"Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom, wasn't it!?"
"Yeah, I think!"
"NO, THAT WASN'T IT. EYE DON'T THINK EYE SAW THAT ONE."
"Well aren't you supposed to be the 'All Seeing Eye' ?"
"OH, EYE'M FLATTERED, BUT NO. I'M JUST THE GUARDIAN. THE EYE YOU'RE THINKING OF IS IN THE TEMPLE."
"Really? Well ain't that just peachy? All right everyone! Prepare to see one of the stupidest things you ever will!" screamed Yusuke as he jumped thirty feet in the air. "AHHHH-SHOTGUN-DOUBLE!!" he yelled, firing two successive blasts and combining their power, peppering the desert floor.
"DUDE! YOU COMPLETELY MISSED ME! IF THAT'S ALL YOU HAVE, YOU MAY AS WELL JUST LIE DOWN AND LET ME FLATTEN YA!"
Suddenly figuring out Yusuke's plan, Kenshin yelled out to everyone, telling them to stop. Nodding his head at Kenshin, Yusuke started chuckling with just the right mix of glee and malevolence that the eye paused momentarily stopped in its tracks. "Hahaha! I wasn't aiming at you, Eye- Freak! I was aiming. . . at the sand." He said, just as the manmade sandstorm whipped up around everyone, and the eye started screaming in pain as the sand tore at it. "Kenshin, do that little trick a'yers that blows all those rocks and stuff!" He yelled.
"Right. Hiten-Mitsurugi-Style: Dou Ryu Sen!"
"AH! AH! OH ME! OH ME! STOP THE PAIN! I GIVE! I GIVE ALREADY! UNCLE, UNCLE EYE SAY!"
"Is that really all you've got?" asked an incredulous Sanosuke as the sand started to settle down, and to a slightly lesser extant, bury everyone.
"JUST JOKING! YOU DIDN'T REALLY EXPECT THAT TO WORK, DID YOU? EYE MEAN, PEOPLE HAVE BEEN PULLING THAT SAME DAMN TRICK EVERYTIME THEY COME HERE. EYE LEARNED HOW TO DEAL WITH THAT CHEAP SHOT WHEN EYE STARTED GUARDING HERE, AND SO DID ALL OF MY PREDECESSORS. YOU'LL HAVE TO DO BETTER THEN THAT TO KEEP A GOOD EYE DOWN!" it yelled, as it started rolling after our heroes again.
"Nice try, Yusuke! Now how about something that works!" Complained Botan.
"What do I look like, an optometrist? I don't know how ta deal with something like this! My only ideas involve kickin' the crap out of stuff!"
"Well then get some new ones!"
"Hah! Don't bother, Urameshi! I got one now! SPIRIT-SWORD-DOUBLE!" yelled Kuwabara, forming two golden swords made of his own energy. "Hah! Alright you big eye sore, let's see how well you jump. SPIRIRT SWORDS, BEND!" he yelled, and the two swords quickly wrapped themselves around the eye, constricting its movement.
"EYE'LL HAVE YOU KNOW THAT EYE AM QUITE THE ACCOMPLISHED JUMPER, THANK YOU." Admonished the eye as it hopped into the air.
"Aww, damn it. SPIRIT-SWORDS, GET LONGER!" yelled Kuwabara, making the swords lengthen quickly and having them wrap completely around the eye so that it could not move, and considering how all of that happened while the eye was still in the air, Kuwabara had the presence of mind to turn the eye's initial jump to a full on slam into the ground.
"CRAP."
"Bravo, my friends. Bravo, indeed. As is custom, Kuwabara, as the one who stopped the guardian, you have passed and may join us without any further testing. The rest of you must still continue on without him. Go into the Temple. You will recive your third test there." Said the voice of Yoko, and suddenly, Kuwabara disappeared into thin air.

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"WAAAHHH-A-AH! What the hell? Where am I?"
"Here Kuwabara. Tell me, how do you like your cookies? Crunchy? Chewy? Soft? Burnt? How do you feel about eyes in your cookies?"
"Don't ever talk to me about eyes again. But I think I'll take the crunchy kind, thank you."

Well, that was fun. Let's just hope those cookies Kuwabara is enjoying aren't made out of human bone meal or something, but I just know that they are. Poor, poor Kuwabara.