DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fanfiction produced for entertainment purposes only. Yu-Gi-Oh! and all related characters are the creations of Kazuki Takahashi.
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Part 7: Malik and Isis
By Shadow's Mirror
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"Isis, Odion's hidden the whipped cream again." Malik popped his head into Isis's bedroom.
"It is in the pantry, behind the box of cake mix." Isis didn't look up from the book she was reading.
"Isis, Odion's moved the chocolate sauce again." Malik was back a minute later.
"It is in the cupboard, behind the stack of plates." Isis still didn't look up from her book.
"Isis, I can't find my handcuffs." Malik reappeared several minutes later. Isis winced slightly.
"..." She silently pointed to the end of her bed, where a pair of fluffy pink handcuffs was sitting.
"What are they doing there?" Malik scooped them up happily, then his eyes went wide. "Isis! Eewwww!" He pulled a face. "I wish you'd get your own…" Isis sighed.
"I took them to be repaired this morning, remember?" She looked up, giving her brother a wry look.
"Oh yeah. I never did work out how they got broken." Malik shrugged and left the room again.
"It turns out that Shadi's Millennium Key works on everything except handcuffs," Isis muttered.
"Isis, have you seen my chain?" Malik poked his head into Isis's room again a few minutes later.
"It is in your wardrobe, hanging up between your belts and your whips." Isis sighed and made a mental note to try to talk Malik into cleaning his own room once in a while.
"Isis, do we have a bucket I can use?" A few minutes passed before Malik appeared again.
"There is one in the laundry cupboard." Isis actually had to think for a moment on that one.
"Isis, where's my rubber chicken?" Malik was confused. He usually kept it in his underwear drawer, but it wasn't there. He hoped his sister knew where it was. He needed it badly.
"Marik put it in the freezer last night. It is currently defrosting in the kitchen sink." Isis raised an eyebrow, silently asking Malik if he knew why Marik had done that. Malik shrugged. There were some things that were too weird for even him to ask Marik about. Malik left Isis alone again.
All was quiet for almost half an hour before the front door opened. "Isis, I am…" There was an odd sound, like the sound that a bucket of whipped cream and chocolate sauce would make if the chain suspending it above the doorway was suddenly released and it fell on top of someone's head.
Judging by the muttered oaths coming from the front hall, in this case that someone was Odion.
The oaths were accompanied by the giggling of a light and a yami and the snap of handcuffs.
"Isis…" The male voice at her doorway made Isis look up from her book. She stifled a laugh at the sight of Odion standing there, covered from head to toe in whipped cream and chocolate sauce and with one hand handcuffed to a rubber chicken, just because Malik and Marik had felt like it.
"Well I did warn you that they didn't like your hiding the whipped cream and chocolate sauce."
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