Hey! Thank you all for the reviews you gave me! I was so surprised when I
got, like, three reviews within the hour I put my story up (all good, thank
you ). I mean, my other story (coughreaditcough) The Yu-Gi-Oh Cast Goes
Camping, only has 8 reviews, and it's been up for....(counts) going on 9
months now. And yes, it's just as funny. So, anyway, here's the usual,
I don't own anything with copyrights (well, I own YB, but ya know -).
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Chapter 3: Playstations and Nine Irons.
((Well, it's later on that day. Yami Bakura has been watching Butterfly play DDR because, quite frankly, he doesn't want to. Unfortunately for him, though, his little world is going to change.))
Butterfly: (sweating; goes to the fridge) Whew! That kinda tires you out! Now, time for a-(opens the fridge to find-GASP! NO SODA!; faints)
YB: (blinks; looks backwards)....Butterfly?
Butterfly: (gets up) I'm good now! But, I need soda! So, I'll have to go to the store. YB, you practice while I'm gone. (grabs car keys)
YB: What?!? But I don't-
Butterfly: I EXPECT you to be the Dancing Queen by the time I get back. Bye hun! (blows him a kiss; leaves)
YB: Dancing QUEEN?!? Grr.....Damn females........(turns on the game) Now, how does this thing work.......?
About 20 minutes later.......
Butterfly: (comes back in) I'm ba-ack! So, how are you doi-
YB: (pushes her back out the door; holding the PS2 box) Back to the car. Your precious little Playstation doesn't work.
Butterfly: But it was working just a little while ago, before I le-
YB: Well it's not working NOW! Take me to the store, I want a refund!!
Butterfly: (sigh) Alright......
At Wal-Mart, in the Electronics Department.......
YB: (to the clerk) You!! Acne-covered insignificant work monkey! (slams the PS2 on the desk) I DEMAND a refund!!
Butterfly: (running to keep up with him; yells) I'm sorry! (arrives at the desk) He didn't mean that, I swear!
Clerk: It's okay, I've been called worse. Now, why do you want a refund?
YB: Why ELSE? The damn thing doesn't WORK!
Clerk: Well, let me look at it, and we'll try and see if we can figure out what went wrong.
YB: NO!
Clerk: (raise eyebrow suspiciously)...Why?
Butterfly: (same) Yes, why?
YB: Just....give me the refund or a new PS2 and I'll be on my way!
Clerk: (proceeds to look in the box; raises eyebrow again; closes box) Um, Mr., we have a problem.
YB: ExCUSE me?
Clerk: Um, yes. We can only give refunds if products don't work and damage is NOT human inflicted, and (sarcastically) now, I MAY be wrong, but I THINK this might be self-inflicted.
Butterfly: (getting VERY curious as to the state of the PS2)...YB?
YB: (glares at the clerk) Listen you insolent waste of my space and time! I DEMAND you go and get me my Playstation 2 or I SWEAR by ALL of the gods I will whack you upside the head with a 9-iron and then send you to the Shadow Realm!!!!
Butterfly: (thinks).....9-iron...? Uh oh.......
Clerk:......Um, no?
Butterfly: (embarrassed) Um, we'll just buy another one, okay? YB, go wait in the car. I'll deal with you later.
YB: But-
Butterfly: Want me to get my mallet?!?
YB: Fine!! I'm going!!! (walks off) Damn them....they're all wankers....
((Butterfly pays for the third PS2 of the day, then makes her way to the car, where YB is still swearing under his breath at....well, just about everything.))
Butterfly: (gets into the car) Now. Yami Bakura. Would you like to explain to me what happened to our PS2?
YB: Actually, no.
Butterfly: Um, okay, let me restate this. (glare) TELL ME WHAT YOU DID!!
YB: FINE! (snarl) Besides, it wasn't my fault!!
Butterfly: Oh lord, here we go.....
YB: It was a sunny afternoon. I was calmly trying to dance on your pathetic little dancing pad.....
YB's Flashback
YB: What the- I don't get this!!! Let me try ONE more time.....
YB: (voiceover) I decided to try again, considering they say practice makes perfect.
Butterfly: (voiceover) That doesn't sound like you.
YB: (voiceover) Shut up.
YB: (sees 'FAILED'! come across the screen) Damn it! I'm just NOT getting this! I should take a break...(walks forward; accidentally steps on PS2) Oh no!
End Flashback
YB:....And that's the story.
Butterfly:.....(raises eyebrow)
YB: What?
Butterfly: You wanna tell me what REALLY happened, YB?
YB: That IS what-
Butterfly: YB!!!
YB: Grrr.....Damn it all to HELL!!! Fine!!!
What REALLY Happened Flashback
YB: (slips on the DDR pad) DAMN YOU SLIPPERY PAD OF DOOM!!!! I CONDEMN YOU TO THE SHADOW REALM FOR ALL OF ETERNITY!!!!!!!
Butterfly: (voiceover) Ah, now we're getting somewhere.......
YB: (tries to dance again; misses almost every one; yells at machine) I DIDN'T MISS THAT!! DAMN YOU INFERNAL GAMING SYSTEM FROM HELL!!!!! (tries again; misses again) OH YEAH? (picks up a random 9-iron golf club) MISS THIS, YOU BASTARD!!!!!! (starts slamming the machine until there's a nice little indent in the middle and the wires are popping out)
Butterfly: (voiceover) Poor Playstation......
YB:.......Uh oh..........Butterfly's gonna KILL me......(somehow shoves it back into the box) There!! I'll just get a refund or a new one!!
End Flashback
YB: So that's what happened.
Butterfly: (head in hands; trying to decide whether to laugh or slap him)........Did you actually think that was going to WORK?
YB: I didn't know the wanker would look in the BOX!
Butterfly: (sighs; starts up the car) C'mon. Let's go home and I'll teach you how to play.
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If you want Chapter 4, I need REVIEWS people! Yes, I AM bribing you! (giggle) Review please, I like your comments (usually)!
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Chapter 3: Playstations and Nine Irons.
((Well, it's later on that day. Yami Bakura has been watching Butterfly play DDR because, quite frankly, he doesn't want to. Unfortunately for him, though, his little world is going to change.))
Butterfly: (sweating; goes to the fridge) Whew! That kinda tires you out! Now, time for a-(opens the fridge to find-GASP! NO SODA!; faints)
YB: (blinks; looks backwards)....Butterfly?
Butterfly: (gets up) I'm good now! But, I need soda! So, I'll have to go to the store. YB, you practice while I'm gone. (grabs car keys)
YB: What?!? But I don't-
Butterfly: I EXPECT you to be the Dancing Queen by the time I get back. Bye hun! (blows him a kiss; leaves)
YB: Dancing QUEEN?!? Grr.....Damn females........(turns on the game) Now, how does this thing work.......?
About 20 minutes later.......
Butterfly: (comes back in) I'm ba-ack! So, how are you doi-
YB: (pushes her back out the door; holding the PS2 box) Back to the car. Your precious little Playstation doesn't work.
Butterfly: But it was working just a little while ago, before I le-
YB: Well it's not working NOW! Take me to the store, I want a refund!!
Butterfly: (sigh) Alright......
At Wal-Mart, in the Electronics Department.......
YB: (to the clerk) You!! Acne-covered insignificant work monkey! (slams the PS2 on the desk) I DEMAND a refund!!
Butterfly: (running to keep up with him; yells) I'm sorry! (arrives at the desk) He didn't mean that, I swear!
Clerk: It's okay, I've been called worse. Now, why do you want a refund?
YB: Why ELSE? The damn thing doesn't WORK!
Clerk: Well, let me look at it, and we'll try and see if we can figure out what went wrong.
YB: NO!
Clerk: (raise eyebrow suspiciously)...Why?
Butterfly: (same) Yes, why?
YB: Just....give me the refund or a new PS2 and I'll be on my way!
Clerk: (proceeds to look in the box; raises eyebrow again; closes box) Um, Mr., we have a problem.
YB: ExCUSE me?
Clerk: Um, yes. We can only give refunds if products don't work and damage is NOT human inflicted, and (sarcastically) now, I MAY be wrong, but I THINK this might be self-inflicted.
Butterfly: (getting VERY curious as to the state of the PS2)...YB?
YB: (glares at the clerk) Listen you insolent waste of my space and time! I DEMAND you go and get me my Playstation 2 or I SWEAR by ALL of the gods I will whack you upside the head with a 9-iron and then send you to the Shadow Realm!!!!
Butterfly: (thinks).....9-iron...? Uh oh.......
Clerk:......Um, no?
Butterfly: (embarrassed) Um, we'll just buy another one, okay? YB, go wait in the car. I'll deal with you later.
YB: But-
Butterfly: Want me to get my mallet?!?
YB: Fine!! I'm going!!! (walks off) Damn them....they're all wankers....
((Butterfly pays for the third PS2 of the day, then makes her way to the car, where YB is still swearing under his breath at....well, just about everything.))
Butterfly: (gets into the car) Now. Yami Bakura. Would you like to explain to me what happened to our PS2?
YB: Actually, no.
Butterfly: Um, okay, let me restate this. (glare) TELL ME WHAT YOU DID!!
YB: FINE! (snarl) Besides, it wasn't my fault!!
Butterfly: Oh lord, here we go.....
YB: It was a sunny afternoon. I was calmly trying to dance on your pathetic little dancing pad.....
YB's Flashback
YB: What the- I don't get this!!! Let me try ONE more time.....
YB: (voiceover) I decided to try again, considering they say practice makes perfect.
Butterfly: (voiceover) That doesn't sound like you.
YB: (voiceover) Shut up.
YB: (sees 'FAILED'! come across the screen) Damn it! I'm just NOT getting this! I should take a break...(walks forward; accidentally steps on PS2) Oh no!
End Flashback
YB:....And that's the story.
Butterfly:.....(raises eyebrow)
YB: What?
Butterfly: You wanna tell me what REALLY happened, YB?
YB: That IS what-
Butterfly: YB!!!
YB: Grrr.....Damn it all to HELL!!! Fine!!!
What REALLY Happened Flashback
YB: (slips on the DDR pad) DAMN YOU SLIPPERY PAD OF DOOM!!!! I CONDEMN YOU TO THE SHADOW REALM FOR ALL OF ETERNITY!!!!!!!
Butterfly: (voiceover) Ah, now we're getting somewhere.......
YB: (tries to dance again; misses almost every one; yells at machine) I DIDN'T MISS THAT!! DAMN YOU INFERNAL GAMING SYSTEM FROM HELL!!!!! (tries again; misses again) OH YEAH? (picks up a random 9-iron golf club) MISS THIS, YOU BASTARD!!!!!! (starts slamming the machine until there's a nice little indent in the middle and the wires are popping out)
Butterfly: (voiceover) Poor Playstation......
YB:.......Uh oh..........Butterfly's gonna KILL me......(somehow shoves it back into the box) There!! I'll just get a refund or a new one!!
End Flashback
YB: So that's what happened.
Butterfly: (head in hands; trying to decide whether to laugh or slap him)........Did you actually think that was going to WORK?
YB: I didn't know the wanker would look in the BOX!
Butterfly: (sighs; starts up the car) C'mon. Let's go home and I'll teach you how to play.
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If you want Chapter 4, I need REVIEWS people! Yes, I AM bribing you! (giggle) Review please, I like your comments (usually)!
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