** WHOO. Chappie 3. Alright. :D All in one day, too. DANG am I bored or WHAT. Yeah, now for the boring part. I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! or any of the characters, blah blah blah. Now! Onto the story! Whee! Isn't this story absolutely the most STUPIDEST thing you've ever read? :D I AM bored. o_O;
Chapter Three: Permanent Marker!
The group was sleeping, all except for the evil Malik and Bakura...
"Heh... now, Malik, let us put plan A into action!" Bakura whispered, cackling softly as he did so (wow, Bakura can cackle and talk at the SAME time! Talk about talented).
"And if plan A fails?" Malik whispered inquiringly.
"It won't. Now shut up and grab a marker."
"Which one?"
"Any one. I don't care. But the red one is mine."
"I thought you said you didn't care which one I picked. I want the red one."
"No. I claimed it. The red one is MINE."
"But--"
"Shut up. Take the blue one, Malik."
"I don't like blue. I want the purple one."
"Then take the PURPLE one. Sheesh."
"But what if the purple one doesn't work correctly?" Bakura stared at Malik for a while, then changed his tone to that of a caring mother's, sickeningly sweet, yet firm.
"Then, my dear Malik, you will use the black one, and if THAT one doesn't work, you will sit in the corner and finish my mural."
"Okay!" said Malik, grabbing a purple marker. "Uh... Bakura?"
"Yes, Malik?"
"What do we do now?"
"We... wha... what do you mean 'what do we do now'? I've TOLD you, TWICE."
"I mean... which people am I assigned to?"
"The easy ones."
"Who are they?"
"Oh shut up and just draw on whoever you want to."
"What do I draw?" Bakura was REALLY irritated at Malik's stupidity, and he would hit him, if it wasn't so crucial that they finish this task perfectly... and to do so, they would need ultimate silence. Well, enough silence not to wake their victims. Bakura sighed, and decided to explain it all slowly to Malik again, since he was stupid and all.
"Alright. You take the marker, and you take the cap--"
"I know that part."
"Shut up and let me finish."
"Okay."
"You take the marker, take the cap off, and scribble on your victims' face. YOUR first victim will be Yugi, and mine will be Yami, then I'll go to Honda, and you'll go to Jounouchi, and then you draw on ANZU'S face, and then I'll do Ryou while you do that. Kay?
"Okay!"
"So you understand that?"
"Not really but I'll try my best not to screw anything up!"
"Ugh. Alright." Bakura rolled his eyes and uncapped his marker, tip-toeing up to Yami, while Malik casually skipped up to Yugi and started drawing purple flowers on his cheeks. Bakura grinned as he did his work. As much fun as he was having now, he couldn't wait until it was time to get Ryou. About halfway through Honda and Jounouchi, Malik felt the urge to sneeze, and Bakura sensed something was wrong. He looked over at Malik, who was trying his best not to let the urge get the better of him. Bakura decided that now would be a good time to abandon his idea and let Malik take all the blame when everyone woke up. "Well, that was fun Malik, have fun with your little sneeze. I'm feeling tired now. Goodnight!" Bakura smiled and went into Ryou's room to work on him, because Ryou wasn't able to hear Malik sneeze over his snoring. His really LOUD snoring.
"My gosh. Who would've ever thought... my Ryou." Bakura snickered. Malik had sneezed by now, and Bakura wondered why nobody was awakened. He had heard it, even over Ryou's snores (is that even possible?). He was now done with his masterpiece. Bakura drew pretty red dots (that were SUPPOSED to be eyes, but looked more like... well... I don't know) under Ryou's eyes, and a gigantic penguin (with a bunny tail) on his forehead, with the addition of what, in Bakura's opinion, was an absolutely amazing picture of a cat on his left cheek. With its head cut off... and a chainsaw in its hand. Bakura was finally satisfied with his picture, and decided not to go back out and check on Malik (who was now sleeping), but to go straight to bed. He didn't get much sleep, though, considering it was around 6 AM when he finished, and the markers he used were permanent, aaaand that Ryou was VERY unhappy with him.
"BAKURA!! GET. OUT. HERE!" Ryou yelled from the livingroom, trying to get the marks off of his face. Bakura woke up (very irritatedly, might I add), and stomped out to where Ryou was calling him.
"What."
"WHAT THE HELL?" Ryou yelled again, pointing to his (highly embarrassed... woah, Malik did a good job) guests.
"Hmm... Did a good job, didn't we, Malik?" Bakura asked.
"Yep. Very good job. I like the penguin!"
"Thank you, Malik."
"Bakura. How do we get this off?"
"It comes off. After about a week. It's permanent marker, you idiot, you can't just take it off."
"Why. the. hell. did. you. use. PERMANENT. MARKER?!"
"Isn't it obvious?" Bakura laughed. "To make you suffer. You've been so mean to your poor Yami lately. I've been feeling neglected and abused." Bakura frowned. Ryou was stupider than he thought. Did nobody understand (except Malik... well, Malik doesn't count, because we're not really sure if he DOES understand)?
"And why the hell do you think I've been mean to you? You've been late to school, causing ME to be late with you, since I get my ride from you, you've put a dead squirrel in my cup of coffee last week, and I didn't notice until I was DONE, and THEN you put a dead MOUSE in my CHAIR. Why. The. Fuck. Do. You. Think. I've. Been. MEAN TO YOU?!"
"Because you're a cold-hearted, stupid little boy with no respect for anyone else?"
"That's it, Bakura. I'm getting you a shrink. I can't take it any longer, I don't know what to do with you, I can't handle you anymore! ARGH! I think I'LL need a shrink after this." Bakura gasped.
"WHAT?! No... not... I... heh. Is it gonna be a girl?" Bakura winked and smiled.
"Shut up."
**Sunday, because the day previous had been Saturday**
Ryou had gotten the markings off of his guests' faces (somehow) and his own, and had scheduled a meeting with a shrink for Bakura on Tuesday. Ryou knew it was going to be a long day of torturing from Bakura, but it would be worth it, that meeting on Tuesday was all worth it... Bakura seemed to be lonely and angry lately (*AHEM* SEEMED to be. Someone who is constantly plotting things with his stuffed animals and crayons can't be TOO lonely, y'know? He's got SOME company, afterall, and NO, his imaginary friend Bob doesn't count)... Ryou wondered if he was going too hard on Bakura... then he laughed. 'Yeah. Right. That's what he WANTS me to think, the scheming little bastard.' Ryou walked into his room to rest, because he had gotten hardly any sleep last night, seeing as how Bakura wouldn't let him sleep, because EACH time he had ALMOST fallen asleep, Bakura would come and tickle his nose with a feather. A really BIG feather. Bakura smirked (he does that a lot, doesn't he? I need a thesaurus) once Ryou had left the room, and continued on with his plot.
**WHOO. End of chapter... NO, I won't tell you what his plot is. Not until he's finished with it. I need to add an element of surprise and mystery and suspense into this story... or some really annoyed people, whichever, doesn't matter to me. :D Read and Review, and give me ideas for upcoming chapters. It may seem hard to believe, but I'm running out of ideas. Maybe school (which is coming up THIS Tuesday, by the way, which means I will be able to write less than three chapters in one day) will give me some inspiration. Or something. Hah. Yeah right. Keep wishin', girly (talking about self). :P ANYWAY, I know this chapter SUCKED, but I needed to introduce the shrink SOMEWHERE... and sorry for all you Malik fans for making him seem stupid. The story would've been so boring without him, your dearest bishounen's brain is a small cost for a decent (well, this is more like a borderline pathetic) fanfic. :D I promise I'll make up for it in one of the next chapters. ^.~
Chapter Three: Permanent Marker!
The group was sleeping, all except for the evil Malik and Bakura...
"Heh... now, Malik, let us put plan A into action!" Bakura whispered, cackling softly as he did so (wow, Bakura can cackle and talk at the SAME time! Talk about talented).
"And if plan A fails?" Malik whispered inquiringly.
"It won't. Now shut up and grab a marker."
"Which one?"
"Any one. I don't care. But the red one is mine."
"I thought you said you didn't care which one I picked. I want the red one."
"No. I claimed it. The red one is MINE."
"But--"
"Shut up. Take the blue one, Malik."
"I don't like blue. I want the purple one."
"Then take the PURPLE one. Sheesh."
"But what if the purple one doesn't work correctly?" Bakura stared at Malik for a while, then changed his tone to that of a caring mother's, sickeningly sweet, yet firm.
"Then, my dear Malik, you will use the black one, and if THAT one doesn't work, you will sit in the corner and finish my mural."
"Okay!" said Malik, grabbing a purple marker. "Uh... Bakura?"
"Yes, Malik?"
"What do we do now?"
"We... wha... what do you mean 'what do we do now'? I've TOLD you, TWICE."
"I mean... which people am I assigned to?"
"The easy ones."
"Who are they?"
"Oh shut up and just draw on whoever you want to."
"What do I draw?" Bakura was REALLY irritated at Malik's stupidity, and he would hit him, if it wasn't so crucial that they finish this task perfectly... and to do so, they would need ultimate silence. Well, enough silence not to wake their victims. Bakura sighed, and decided to explain it all slowly to Malik again, since he was stupid and all.
"Alright. You take the marker, and you take the cap--"
"I know that part."
"Shut up and let me finish."
"Okay."
"You take the marker, take the cap off, and scribble on your victims' face. YOUR first victim will be Yugi, and mine will be Yami, then I'll go to Honda, and you'll go to Jounouchi, and then you draw on ANZU'S face, and then I'll do Ryou while you do that. Kay?
"Okay!"
"So you understand that?"
"Not really but I'll try my best not to screw anything up!"
"Ugh. Alright." Bakura rolled his eyes and uncapped his marker, tip-toeing up to Yami, while Malik casually skipped up to Yugi and started drawing purple flowers on his cheeks. Bakura grinned as he did his work. As much fun as he was having now, he couldn't wait until it was time to get Ryou. About halfway through Honda and Jounouchi, Malik felt the urge to sneeze, and Bakura sensed something was wrong. He looked over at Malik, who was trying his best not to let the urge get the better of him. Bakura decided that now would be a good time to abandon his idea and let Malik take all the blame when everyone woke up. "Well, that was fun Malik, have fun with your little sneeze. I'm feeling tired now. Goodnight!" Bakura smiled and went into Ryou's room to work on him, because Ryou wasn't able to hear Malik sneeze over his snoring. His really LOUD snoring.
"My gosh. Who would've ever thought... my Ryou." Bakura snickered. Malik had sneezed by now, and Bakura wondered why nobody was awakened. He had heard it, even over Ryou's snores (is that even possible?). He was now done with his masterpiece. Bakura drew pretty red dots (that were SUPPOSED to be eyes, but looked more like... well... I don't know) under Ryou's eyes, and a gigantic penguin (with a bunny tail) on his forehead, with the addition of what, in Bakura's opinion, was an absolutely amazing picture of a cat on his left cheek. With its head cut off... and a chainsaw in its hand. Bakura was finally satisfied with his picture, and decided not to go back out and check on Malik (who was now sleeping), but to go straight to bed. He didn't get much sleep, though, considering it was around 6 AM when he finished, and the markers he used were permanent, aaaand that Ryou was VERY unhappy with him.
"BAKURA!! GET. OUT. HERE!" Ryou yelled from the livingroom, trying to get the marks off of his face. Bakura woke up (very irritatedly, might I add), and stomped out to where Ryou was calling him.
"What."
"WHAT THE HELL?" Ryou yelled again, pointing to his (highly embarrassed... woah, Malik did a good job) guests.
"Hmm... Did a good job, didn't we, Malik?" Bakura asked.
"Yep. Very good job. I like the penguin!"
"Thank you, Malik."
"Bakura. How do we get this off?"
"It comes off. After about a week. It's permanent marker, you idiot, you can't just take it off."
"Why. the. hell. did. you. use. PERMANENT. MARKER?!"
"Isn't it obvious?" Bakura laughed. "To make you suffer. You've been so mean to your poor Yami lately. I've been feeling neglected and abused." Bakura frowned. Ryou was stupider than he thought. Did nobody understand (except Malik... well, Malik doesn't count, because we're not really sure if he DOES understand)?
"And why the hell do you think I've been mean to you? You've been late to school, causing ME to be late with you, since I get my ride from you, you've put a dead squirrel in my cup of coffee last week, and I didn't notice until I was DONE, and THEN you put a dead MOUSE in my CHAIR. Why. The. Fuck. Do. You. Think. I've. Been. MEAN TO YOU?!"
"Because you're a cold-hearted, stupid little boy with no respect for anyone else?"
"That's it, Bakura. I'm getting you a shrink. I can't take it any longer, I don't know what to do with you, I can't handle you anymore! ARGH! I think I'LL need a shrink after this." Bakura gasped.
"WHAT?! No... not... I... heh. Is it gonna be a girl?" Bakura winked and smiled.
"Shut up."
**Sunday, because the day previous had been Saturday**
Ryou had gotten the markings off of his guests' faces (somehow) and his own, and had scheduled a meeting with a shrink for Bakura on Tuesday. Ryou knew it was going to be a long day of torturing from Bakura, but it would be worth it, that meeting on Tuesday was all worth it... Bakura seemed to be lonely and angry lately (*AHEM* SEEMED to be. Someone who is constantly plotting things with his stuffed animals and crayons can't be TOO lonely, y'know? He's got SOME company, afterall, and NO, his imaginary friend Bob doesn't count)... Ryou wondered if he was going too hard on Bakura... then he laughed. 'Yeah. Right. That's what he WANTS me to think, the scheming little bastard.' Ryou walked into his room to rest, because he had gotten hardly any sleep last night, seeing as how Bakura wouldn't let him sleep, because EACH time he had ALMOST fallen asleep, Bakura would come and tickle his nose with a feather. A really BIG feather. Bakura smirked (he does that a lot, doesn't he? I need a thesaurus) once Ryou had left the room, and continued on with his plot.
**WHOO. End of chapter... NO, I won't tell you what his plot is. Not until he's finished with it. I need to add an element of surprise and mystery and suspense into this story... or some really annoyed people, whichever, doesn't matter to me. :D Read and Review, and give me ideas for upcoming chapters. It may seem hard to believe, but I'm running out of ideas. Maybe school (which is coming up THIS Tuesday, by the way, which means I will be able to write less than three chapters in one day) will give me some inspiration. Or something. Hah. Yeah right. Keep wishin', girly (talking about self). :P ANYWAY, I know this chapter SUCKED, but I needed to introduce the shrink SOMEWHERE... and sorry for all you Malik fans for making him seem stupid. The story would've been so boring without him, your dearest bishounen's brain is a small cost for a decent (well, this is more like a borderline pathetic) fanfic. :D I promise I'll make up for it in one of the next chapters. ^.~