Disclaimer: Not mine.
Warnings: Yaoi, more stupid insults and generally weird goings-on.
Author: Koneko Shido
A/N: Shopping!
Question Time 21
[Scene: Walking to the supermarket with Ryou, Bakura, Yugi, Malik, Yami, and Marik. For no apparent reason, Marik, Malik and Bakura are wearing camouflage army uniforms. Malik is also wheeling his black, shiny motorbike along the side of the road.]
Bakura: I'd like to see someone slap the pharaoh, just to see the look on his face. And I'd like to see someone tell Anzu that there are better things than friends. Like sex. Now there's a teenager with screwed up priorities. I'd also like to see someone get disembowled again, it's been a while.
Ryou: I'd like to see you shut up.
Yami: I'd like to see you comitted to an asylum.
Marik: I'd like to see a shotgun suicide.
Bakura: Yeah, me too.
Ryou: ...
Yami: ...
Yugi: ...
Malik: I like to see fire.
Yami: We all know that, Malik. You being an obsessive pyromaniac and all.
Malik: Hey, I'm not obsessive!
Yami: What about that motorbike thing?
Malik: It's a HARLEY, you ignorant PEASANT!!!! screech of indignation
Yami: Easy way to defeat Malik. scratches pointy bit of puzzle down side of shiny black motorbike paint, leaving a big, ugly scratch
Malik: ... faints
Marik: slings unconscious bishonen over his shoulder and carries him
Bakura: Well, that was amusing.
Yugi: I want cherries! Can I have cherries, Yami? Please? puppy eyes Pleasepleasepleaseplease??
Bakura: I want to kick Yugi! Can I kick Yugi, Ryou? Please? slightly eviler puppy eyes Pleasepleasepleaseplease??
Yami: Leave my hikari alone, you bipolar kleptomaniac.
Bakura: What in the what?
Yami: I said you're a bipolar kleptomaniac. And an idiot.
Bakura: Kill...pharaoh...
Ryou: glare Don't even think about it.
Bakura: Mutter Stupid stuck-up pharaoh... stupid hair... Grrrr...
Ryou: Don't you think you're perhaps overreacting a little?
Bakura: He called me a bipolar kleptomaniac!!
Ryou: And you know perfectly well that he's right.
Bakura: That's not the point!! Hmph, he thinks he's so tough. Let's see how cocky he is when I steal his puzzle and melt it down into a sennen spoon!
Ryou: As amusing as the idea of Yami being summoned from cutlery is, I don't really think you'd get away with that.
Bakura: seethe ...GrrrrRRrrrrRRRRRRRrrrrRRR....
Ryou: Stop that, you sound like a defective lawnmower.
Yami: smirk
Bakura: Can I kill him? Please? Just a little bit?
Ryou: No. And what on earth do you mean by 'just a little bit'??
Bakura: Erm... I'll put all the bits back together afterwards?
Ryou: Remember your diet.
Bakura: But I don't wanna be on a stupid diet!! whine
Yugi: Diet?
Ryou: Bakura is on a 'not killing things' diet.
Yugi: Confused.
Ryou: It basically means that instead of stomping on small, defenceless animals, he's now only allowed to stomp on jelly-filled donuts. You generally get the same result, just with less death.
Yugi: Ah. I'll bet it makes him look really stupid, though, huh?
Ryou: Shh, he hasn't figured that out yet.
Yugi: Oh, right. What were we talking about before this, again?
Yami: Things we like to see.
Ryou: I like to see... white roses. sweet smile
Bakura: I'd like to see you grow some testosterone, you girl.
Ryou: I'd also like to see Bakura get splattered by a bullet train.
Marik: snicker I like to see eyeballs. Eyeballs are nice. They're squishy.
Bakura: I like to see those really weird hallucinations you get if you eat the right bugs.
Yugi: Eww... You eat bugs??
Bakura: Not when I'm sober.
Ryou: Liar.
Bakura: That was a worm, not a bug.
Yugi: Eww! You ate a worm!?
Ryou: Don't get him started, he'll only want to list all the things he's eaten, which, by the way, you don't want to hear.
Marik: I like to see people's skin melting when they get radiation poisoning.
Yami: Does that actually happen?
Bakura: Hopefully.
Ryou: I live with that thing. Can you believe it?
Bakura: I like to see pensioners on fire.
Marik: Yeah, me too. Wanna go light some old people?
Bakura: Why the hell not? Shopping is boring anyway.
Ryou: Don't you dare, you evil pillock!!
Bakura: fingers in ears La la la, I can't hear you. sings
Yami: Want me to send him to the shadow realm? looks hopeful
Ryou: scowl Fat lot of good that ever does! He keeps getting thrown out and ending up back at my house! They're scared he'll take over!
Yami: Oh.
Yugi: Can I get some cherries now?
Ryou: sigh I want sane friends...
TBC
The army clothes had nothing to do with anything, really, it was just in a very strange dream I had... I have great dreams. grin Anyway, review! Yes!
Warnings: Yaoi, more stupid insults and generally weird goings-on.
Author: Koneko Shido
A/N: Shopping!
Question Time 21
[Scene: Walking to the supermarket with Ryou, Bakura, Yugi, Malik, Yami, and Marik. For no apparent reason, Marik, Malik and Bakura are wearing camouflage army uniforms. Malik is also wheeling his black, shiny motorbike along the side of the road.]
Bakura: I'd like to see someone slap the pharaoh, just to see the look on his face. And I'd like to see someone tell Anzu that there are better things than friends. Like sex. Now there's a teenager with screwed up priorities. I'd also like to see someone get disembowled again, it's been a while.
Ryou: I'd like to see you shut up.
Yami: I'd like to see you comitted to an asylum.
Marik: I'd like to see a shotgun suicide.
Bakura: Yeah, me too.
Ryou: ...
Yami: ...
Yugi: ...
Malik: I like to see fire.
Yami: We all know that, Malik. You being an obsessive pyromaniac and all.
Malik: Hey, I'm not obsessive!
Yami: What about that motorbike thing?
Malik: It's a HARLEY, you ignorant PEASANT!!!! screech of indignation
Yami: Easy way to defeat Malik. scratches pointy bit of puzzle down side of shiny black motorbike paint, leaving a big, ugly scratch
Malik: ... faints
Marik: slings unconscious bishonen over his shoulder and carries him
Bakura: Well, that was amusing.
Yugi: I want cherries! Can I have cherries, Yami? Please? puppy eyes Pleasepleasepleaseplease??
Bakura: I want to kick Yugi! Can I kick Yugi, Ryou? Please? slightly eviler puppy eyes Pleasepleasepleaseplease??
Yami: Leave my hikari alone, you bipolar kleptomaniac.
Bakura: What in the what?
Yami: I said you're a bipolar kleptomaniac. And an idiot.
Bakura: Kill...pharaoh...
Ryou: glare Don't even think about it.
Bakura: Mutter Stupid stuck-up pharaoh... stupid hair... Grrrr...
Ryou: Don't you think you're perhaps overreacting a little?
Bakura: He called me a bipolar kleptomaniac!!
Ryou: And you know perfectly well that he's right.
Bakura: That's not the point!! Hmph, he thinks he's so tough. Let's see how cocky he is when I steal his puzzle and melt it down into a sennen spoon!
Ryou: As amusing as the idea of Yami being summoned from cutlery is, I don't really think you'd get away with that.
Bakura: seethe ...GrrrrRRrrrrRRRRRRRrrrrRRR....
Ryou: Stop that, you sound like a defective lawnmower.
Yami: smirk
Bakura: Can I kill him? Please? Just a little bit?
Ryou: No. And what on earth do you mean by 'just a little bit'??
Bakura: Erm... I'll put all the bits back together afterwards?
Ryou: Remember your diet.
Bakura: But I don't wanna be on a stupid diet!! whine
Yugi: Diet?
Ryou: Bakura is on a 'not killing things' diet.
Yugi: Confused.
Ryou: It basically means that instead of stomping on small, defenceless animals, he's now only allowed to stomp on jelly-filled donuts. You generally get the same result, just with less death.
Yugi: Ah. I'll bet it makes him look really stupid, though, huh?
Ryou: Shh, he hasn't figured that out yet.
Yugi: Oh, right. What were we talking about before this, again?
Yami: Things we like to see.
Ryou: I like to see... white roses. sweet smile
Bakura: I'd like to see you grow some testosterone, you girl.
Ryou: I'd also like to see Bakura get splattered by a bullet train.
Marik: snicker I like to see eyeballs. Eyeballs are nice. They're squishy.
Bakura: I like to see those really weird hallucinations you get if you eat the right bugs.
Yugi: Eww... You eat bugs??
Bakura: Not when I'm sober.
Ryou: Liar.
Bakura: That was a worm, not a bug.
Yugi: Eww! You ate a worm!?
Ryou: Don't get him started, he'll only want to list all the things he's eaten, which, by the way, you don't want to hear.
Marik: I like to see people's skin melting when they get radiation poisoning.
Yami: Does that actually happen?
Bakura: Hopefully.
Ryou: I live with that thing. Can you believe it?
Bakura: I like to see pensioners on fire.
Marik: Yeah, me too. Wanna go light some old people?
Bakura: Why the hell not? Shopping is boring anyway.
Ryou: Don't you dare, you evil pillock!!
Bakura: fingers in ears La la la, I can't hear you. sings
Yami: Want me to send him to the shadow realm? looks hopeful
Ryou: scowl Fat lot of good that ever does! He keeps getting thrown out and ending up back at my house! They're scared he'll take over!
Yami: Oh.
Yugi: Can I get some cherries now?
Ryou: sigh I want sane friends...
TBC
The army clothes had nothing to do with anything, really, it was just in a very strange dream I had... I have great dreams. grin Anyway, review! Yes!