Althe: Thanks for the reviews! Just to let you know, this chapter was inspired by a true story that my Technology Education teacher told my sister who told me. The original story will be at the end^^

Please thank my no good sister, Ami and my hardworking teacher, Mrs. G.

Thanks Mrs. G!

Go to Hell Ami! (What did you expect? A thank you?)

BTW, 'cause Ami kept on bothering me, saying that I was taking all the credit, she's the one who thought up the idea of this fic. Happy now you ungrateful fool?

Ami: No, that wasn't good enough.

Was the last chapter disturbing? I found it quite amusing, if I say so myself. Just kidding Aya! But, I put great effort into making it as PG13 as possible. (Ami: *ahem* were Canadians? So it's "14A," not PG13!) I think I deserve more than, 'it's disturbing and you're younger than thirteen'.

Ami: Oh yea! Just to let you know, the "author" of these fics is just twelve years old! Doesn't that sound strange? A "14A" fic, written by a twelve-year-old girl..

I'm insulted! Of course I-er- LOOK thirteen. ^^

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Um..thank you to everyone who reviewed. ^^

*** Dedicated to Aya***

:::Let's Dare:::

5. Bakura's Finger Part I

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-Joey through gritted teeth: You bastard...

Bakura: Bring it on mortal. Bring it on.

Mokuba: Hold on Joey! I have some clothes I can lend you.

Joey: I'll kill you Bakura!!!!!!

As Joey prepared to pounce on Bakura, the gang lunge at him and Bakura and drag them both into the house.-

Duke: Joey! Come out of that washroom! You've been in there for half an hour already!

Joey: I look like a doormat! Forget it!

Aki: Jeez, what kind of clothes did you give him Mokuba?

Mokuba: I dunno. Aya and Ami picked them out.

Aki arched her eyebrow. This could only mean trouble.

Aki: Yo! Aya!

Aya: Yeah?

Aki: How dare you....

Ami: How dare she what?

Aki: Why wasn't I there to choose???

Ami: You're just too slow.

Yugi: Mokuba, who are they? Some friends of yours?

Mokuba: Yeah, I found them doing some dirty stuff with Seto.

Duke: You're joking...right?

Aki: Of course the kid's joking!

Ami: We would never do that!

Aya: We were just outside his front yard!

Aki: Besides, I'd rather eat dirt than see Kaiba with his pants-

Aya: Aki!

Aki: What?

Yami: But why were you outside his front yard?

Ami: Blackmail.

Aki: Blackmail.

Aya: Blackmail.

Duke: I see....

Ryou: Joey! Please come out!

Yugi: It can't be that bad...

Joey: I look like a shell less turtle!

Bakura: Come out or else I'll blast my way in!

Ryou: Come on Joey! I won't laugh at you!

Joey: Promise?

Ryou crossing his fingers: Promise.

Joey reluctantly steps out of the washroom. What everyone saw was not pretty, but hilarious.

He was in Kaiba's (season one) outfit. The blue trench coat was swingy all over (even though there was no WIND). For some reason his hair was gelled up (like Kaiba's hair style except he gave it the impression that a dog did it) and his pants fell to the ground from his shortness.

Naturally, everyone burst out laughing insanely.

Joey in pure embarrassment: Hey! You said you wouldn't laugh at me!

Aki: HAHAHA!!! R-R-Ryou said h-he *snicker* wouldn't l-l-HAHAHA-laugh at y- you!!!

Aya in a giggling voice: W-we never a-agreed! HAHAHA!!!

Joey in outrage: Oh the nerve!

Malik: You look so stupid in that thing!

Joey: Argh! Mokuba, don't you have anything else than this thing???

Mokuba: You won't fit in my clothing.

Joey: Is this all that Kaiba wears???

Ami: Hm, ya think?

Malik: Come on, let's go.

Yugi: Where to?

Joey: The kitchen, I'm starved.

Malik: I could use a bit of grub myself.

Ryou: Yes, that doggy pile sure tired me out.

Duke: What do ya mean??? You were sleeping!

Ryou: I was?

Bakura: For crying out loud!

Ami: What doggy pile?

Yami: It's a long story.

Joey: Yo, Mokuba. Where's the kitchen?

Mokuba: Down stairs. Come on! I'll show you!

And with that, Mokuba jumps onto the railing and slides down the banister with great ease. Everyone follows suit (what do you think we'd do? Tumble down headfirst? But I must admit, Bakura's worst than me at banister sliding. Oh look at him now; it looks as if flies could roll faster.)

::Kaiba Kitchen::

Joey: Holy smokes! You could probably fit ten people in that honking refrigerator!

Duke: No kiddin' either!

Mokuba: How about some baloney sandwiches?

Bakura: Argh. I spit on baloney.

Mokuba: Hmmm.... we have some beef strips.

Ami: I hate beef. It's too chewy.

Mokuba: Hot dogs?

Yugi: Sure.

Ami: No. I'm not in the mood.

Mokuba: Eggs?

Duke: I'll eat anything.

Yugi: Same here.

Ami: I had it in the morning.

Aki: You hate everything we try to put on your plate. Forget it. Grandma's right. No matter how little we give you, you'll always have huge leftovers. We might as well feed you nothing at all.

Ami: What? It's true. We had eggs in the morning and mom keeps on buying Smokies.

Aki: Be grateful I didn't throw you out long ago.

Aya: Guys, this isn't the time. Do it when we're not on fanfiction.

Mokuba: Rack of Lamb?

Yami: You don't have to be that fancy....but sure.

Joey: Rack of Lamb???

Ami: I don't really like the taste.....and it's kinda chewy for me.

Everyone groaned. A fine meal wasted.

Mokuba: Well, I have prime ribs, but....

Ami: I'll go for it.

Duke: What? Really?

Mokuba: But...

Aki: Mmmm...Prime ribs.

Mokuba: But...

Joey: Give them to me Mokuba! We'll roast them in the oven!

Bakura: Bleh! Prime ribs! You mortals are such pigs.

Malik: Hm? Bakura? Is that drool or do you have a saliva problem or something?

Bakura: Shut up.

Joey snatches the package of ribs from Mokuba's stringy little hands. He preheats the oven and rips the bag open.

Joey: Ew, why are they all stuck together?

Mokuba: Well, you see....

Malik: Never mind that. We'll just get Bakura to cut it apart.

Bakura: What? Why me?

Malik: I dunno. Maybe 'cause I can't cut!

Bakura: Then ask someone else.

Yami: Forget it. I'm not gonna lose a finger just for your safety.

Ryou: What's the big deal with a kitchen knife?

Yami: It's a long Egyptian story.

Aki: What? Tell me.

Duke: You don't want to know.

Aya: Hey.... How do you know?

Yami: Long story.

Malik: Don't ask.

Ami: Whatever...

Yami: Bakura! Get cutting with the ribs! We're all starved.

Bakura: I'll cut when I want to, your royal bastard.

Yami: What was that?

Bakura: I said you were a royal bastard! Idiot!

Bakura grabs the butcher knife that was set for him and looked at the frozen pile of meat. He steadied the knife down onto the cutting board with trembling hands and aimed.

Bakura muttering: No stupid curse is gonna mess with me...

He aims again and takes a deep breathe.

::Kaiba Living Room::

The rest of the gang decided to wait out the time in the living room next door to the kitchen.

Yugi: What'cha wanna do?

Yami: I can't decide.

Joey: I'm starved you guys.

Duke: You took the words right out of my mouth.

Ami: Not really, I just have nothing better to do.

Aki: For the love of god! Not once in your whole entire life have you said you were hungry.

Ami: And your point is?

Ryou: Any other suggestions?

Yugi: Well, we could d-

Malik: Forget it big shot. I still can't forgive you with what happened on the blimp.

Yugi: What did I do?

Yami: It was your own bloody fault Malik. You shouldn't have seen this world.

Malik: I have every right to dance on this land as you do... well, at least the people that are SUPPOSE to be ALIVE.

Yami: Excuse me?

Malik: My family has been guarding your damn tomb for how many generations? Not once have you jiggled out of that rotten box and started pissing off everyone you see. Instead, you decide to have us buried alive to guard the goddam thing when you had already possessed a body and didn't bother fucking telling us.

Yami: You bloody well deserved it because my tomb had been robbed twice when that family of yours wasn't looking.

Malik: I let them rob you!

Yami: And tell me again why they assigned YOU to guard MY TOMB???

Aki whispering to the other gang: Have they been drinking?

Yugi whispering to Aki: I tried to stop them.

Ami whispering to Yugi: You sure made an effort. (Their faces are all red....)

Aya whispering to gang: What are they jabbering about?

Ryou whispering to Aya: It's a long story.

Yami: Silence! Or I'll have your head!

Malik stops dead and stares at Yami. After awhile he stares at his surroundings, looking as if he'd just arrived to a foreign land by magic and was confused all over.

The booze had finally kicked in and Malik and Yami's speak was a bit inadequate.

Malik: ....Huh? Who the hell are you? Where's dat goddam pharaoh???

Yami: What?...Who's this pharaoh?

Malik: Oh, It's this ab-bolutely stubid man with stubid hair and wear's nothing, but bhuckles.

Yami: He sounds like a stupid man. I want to kill him!

Malik: Back off you son of an byatch! Dat no good dirty foul pig is mine!

Yami: I want a piece of dat dirty rotten buckle boy pharaoh! When I see 'im, I'll slap 'im to phieces an' cut of his dick!

Yami makes swishing movement as if chopping off something. Malik rubbed his chin, hard in thought.

Malik: Mmmmm.... Okay! Let's join forces to find dat no good pha- phar...what's his name!

Yami: Yes! Let us join forces!

Malik: An' let's cut off his dick together!

Yami: HAHAHA!!! Pharaoh! What a stupid name! HAHAHA!!!

Malik: Dat pharobe 'as two names.

Yami: Two names? What a stubid man!

Malik: One's Pharaoh an' the other's Yami!

Yami: Pharaoh Yami! What a stubid name! I spit on it!

Malik: Off! We must find that no good bastard!

Yami: Yes! And when we do, we'll cut off his...his....

Aki: Dick?

Aya hits Aki: Aki!

Aki in an annoyed voice: What?

Yami: Yes! We'll cut off his dick! *Makes swishing movement in the process*

Ami: Oh boy, they'll be searching for a long time to come.

Aya: No kidding. And the man's right in front of their faces.

Yugi: Yami! Stop it! That's enough already!

The two yamis ignore Yugi and start looking under cushions, shelves, plants, and shoes.

Yami: Where's dat no good pharaoh?

Malik: He's a cunning man.

Yugi: Yami!

Yami: What? What???

Yami looks around him as if he couldn't see Yugi (don't blame him. The guy's too short for average height people to see).

Yugi: Stop it Yami!

Malik looks down at Yugi and gasps. Yami turns towards him and looks at him with a confused expression.

Yami: What's wrong?

Malik: Dat's the pharaoh!

Yami: Where???

Malik: Dhere!!!

Yami: Where??? I can't see!

Malik: Dhere!!! Dhere!!!

Yami: WHERE???

Malik: IN FRONT OF YOU!!!

Yami: DHERE'S NO ONE IN FRONT OF ME!!!

Malik: LOOK DOWN!!!

Yami did. He spots Yugi and stares with great shock.

Yami: Dat's 'im?

Malik in a proud voice: Yep.

Yami: The goddam no good bastard we've been looking for is a midget?

Malik through suppressed giggles: Yep.

The two look at each other and burst into fits of laughter. Yugi stares at them with a hurtful look on his face.

Yugi: Hey!

Yami inspects in more interest as tears ran down his cheeks. He stops abruptly at looks at Yugi more carefully with his toxic drunk face.

Yami: What am I doing here?

Malik: We're looking for the pharaoh.

Yami: ...We were?

Malik: Yes, and now we've found 'im.

Yami: I-I don't remember....

Malik: Here, maybe this will hwelp.

Malik shuffles through his pockets and pops out a bottle of Whiskey. He hands it to Yami and Yami takes a gulp at it.

Aki: Where the hell did they get all that alcohol?

Joey: Can't be from Yug's place. None of them drink.

Duke: We just found some in the attic.

Ami: That must've been really healthy.

Ryou: I didn't try any.

Aya in a dull voice: What a surprise Ryou.

Mokuba: Oh no!

Aya: What?

Mokuba scurries towards a dark oak cupboard in the far corner of the right wall. He opens it and nearly yelps in horror.

Ami: What's wrong?

Mokuba: Big brother's brand of whiskey is gone!

Everyone looks at each other.

Aki in a sarcastic voice: Who do ya think took it?

Mokuba in the verge of tears: I don't know!

Aya: Shouldn't we stop them?

Ami: Nah. It's kinda funny if ya think about it.

Aya: All right....

::Kaiba's Office::

There was bashing everywhere from down on the first floor. Kaiba sighed and sat back on his big overstuffed leather chair. He sighed again and began rubbing his temples.

Kaiba in a muttering voice: Quiet my ass.

He picked up a pencil and began scribbling down some notes. All of a sudden he heard this loud scream that made him tear his paper in half. He twitched his eye.

"OH MY GOD, MY FINGER!!!"

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Althe: Done part one! I'll do the other stuff on part two! Review me! I spent a lot of work on this chapter! I deserve some credit!

R+R~!...and I mean it!

Ja ne!