Happy Birthday Isis!
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~Key~ {blah}~ thinking "blah"~ talking
/blah/ ~ Hikarii to Yami
// blah// ~Yami to Hikarii
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{OOHH! That insolent, idiotic, frustrating..} Isis
stormed around the kitchen, mentally cursing Malik.
Reaching up to grab her favorite black coffee cup, she
stormed back to the table and made herself some
chamomile tea. After a minute or two sitting down at the
cherry-wood table, she began to calm down. {Okay, Isis,
just breathe..} "Uhh, Isis?" Isis turned to the doorway and
saw her brother and Malik standing in the doorway
looking nervous. "Yes, Marik?" "Are you calmed down
now?" "Yes. Come here, would you?" Marik walked over
to his sister his Yami following, there black kohl lined
eyes cautious, as he knew how fast her moods could
change. Marik was now dressed in a dark purple tank top
and black jeans, with a silver chain belt. He also wore all
of his jewelry, and had the Millennium Rod tucked into the
back of his belt. "Marik, I need to go to the Museum for a
bit, an hour at most, okay? Can I trust you and Malik not
to ruin the house while I'm gone?" "Of course you can,
Isis. It will be untouched." Arching her eyebrow
questionably, at Malik's statement, she passed Marik a list
she had made earlier. "This is a list I made of all the things
you two cannot, and I repeat, cannot do, all right? So don't
say you weren't warned!" "Yes, Sister." "Now that we are
clear, your hot chocolate is on the counter, along with your
breakfast." "Thanks Isis. Oh, and Yami wants to know if.."
Malik's breakfast is on the counter with his hot chocolate,
and no, I will not tear off his head today" "Or.." "Or slit
his throat." Marik sighed. "There has to be a restriction
with that Necklace of yours, Isis!" Hiding a small smile
behind her hand, Isis stood up and walked over to a large
corkboard on a wall, removing a set of keys from a white
hook and taking a light, cream-colored cloak from the
closet. "I should be back around noon, alright?" "Yes."
"Yes Sister." /Yes! No excuse needed to get her out!/
//Why do would we need an excuse?// /Because we can't
prepare her party with her here, Malik!/ //Your right.//
"Guys?" both snapped out of their mind like by Isis
calling them, eyeing them suspiciously. "You aren't
planning anything evil, are you?" "No!" "Okay.Well, I
have to go, so be good, all right? And NO mind control,
Malik! Marik, Odeon is coming today at around 10:30, so
make sure when he comes that he is comfortably set in one
of the spare rooms, and tell him I will be home at around
noon." Walking outside to her car, a (Insert any car here!),
she got in and started the engine. When she got around the
corner, Marik and Malik turned to each other and grinned
evilly. "Let the party begin!"
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!
Oh boy.. What will they do now? O\./o
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~Key~ {blah}~ thinking "blah"~ talking
/blah/ ~ Hikarii to Yami
// blah// ~Yami to Hikarii
**********************************************
{OOHH! That insolent, idiotic, frustrating..} Isis
stormed around the kitchen, mentally cursing Malik.
Reaching up to grab her favorite black coffee cup, she
stormed back to the table and made herself some
chamomile tea. After a minute or two sitting down at the
cherry-wood table, she began to calm down. {Okay, Isis,
just breathe..} "Uhh, Isis?" Isis turned to the doorway and
saw her brother and Malik standing in the doorway
looking nervous. "Yes, Marik?" "Are you calmed down
now?" "Yes. Come here, would you?" Marik walked over
to his sister his Yami following, there black kohl lined
eyes cautious, as he knew how fast her moods could
change. Marik was now dressed in a dark purple tank top
and black jeans, with a silver chain belt. He also wore all
of his jewelry, and had the Millennium Rod tucked into the
back of his belt. "Marik, I need to go to the Museum for a
bit, an hour at most, okay? Can I trust you and Malik not
to ruin the house while I'm gone?" "Of course you can,
Isis. It will be untouched." Arching her eyebrow
questionably, at Malik's statement, she passed Marik a list
she had made earlier. "This is a list I made of all the things
you two cannot, and I repeat, cannot do, all right? So don't
say you weren't warned!" "Yes, Sister." "Now that we are
clear, your hot chocolate is on the counter, along with your
breakfast." "Thanks Isis. Oh, and Yami wants to know if.."
Malik's breakfast is on the counter with his hot chocolate,
and no, I will not tear off his head today" "Or.." "Or slit
his throat." Marik sighed. "There has to be a restriction
with that Necklace of yours, Isis!" Hiding a small smile
behind her hand, Isis stood up and walked over to a large
corkboard on a wall, removing a set of keys from a white
hook and taking a light, cream-colored cloak from the
closet. "I should be back around noon, alright?" "Yes."
"Yes Sister." /Yes! No excuse needed to get her out!/
//Why do would we need an excuse?// /Because we can't
prepare her party with her here, Malik!/ //Your right.//
"Guys?" both snapped out of their mind like by Isis
calling them, eyeing them suspiciously. "You aren't
planning anything evil, are you?" "No!" "Okay.Well, I
have to go, so be good, all right? And NO mind control,
Malik! Marik, Odeon is coming today at around 10:30, so
make sure when he comes that he is comfortably set in one
of the spare rooms, and tell him I will be home at around
noon." Walking outside to her car, a (Insert any car here!),
she got in and started the engine. When she got around the
corner, Marik and Malik turned to each other and grinned
evilly. "Let the party begin!"
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!
Oh boy.. What will they do now? O\./o