Author's Note: Look, I'm sorry if they own a game shop and they did not
have a garage. But for Ra's sake, it's just a fanfic! A fanfic!
Yami Bakura: whispering to himself That mage is finally cracking up....
Silverdragon: I heard that! points an accusing finger at Yami Bakura and turns his hair green
Yami Bakura: AAHH! My hair!
Disclaimer: Must I? sighs ok, Yu-Gi-Oh isn't mine. All done.
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Yugi screamed. Like, really loud. Like, really loud in Yami's ear. He winced from the onslaught.
"Yami!!" he yelled. "What did you DO to yourself!"
"Quite becoming, isn't it," said Yami, a bit vainly.
"It is NOT!" screamed his aibou. "You.... you.... go and wash it off right now! In the garage! Grandpa's going to freak if you smear the stuff all over my sink!"
Grudgingly, Yami complied and strolled down to the garage.
There, as he looked into the mirror, out of the corner of his eye he noticed a wagon.
"That could be my chariot!" he said, pleased. "Now I shall be a warrior- king.... in style!"
The Dark Magician brought the wagon over for Yami to inspect.
"Excellent," said Yami approvingly, "but who should draw the chariot? Not you, Dark Magician," he added hastily, for the Dark Magician looked horrified at the idea.
"Who...?"
Who indeed.
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Author's Note: Short chapter... but THAT'S PROBABLY BECAUSE I WAS DOING A MILLION OTHER THINGS AT ONCE.... ahem. Read and review! Thank you all for the support! I got about 20 reviews like last night....
Yami Bakura: whispering to himself That mage is finally cracking up....
Silverdragon: I heard that! points an accusing finger at Yami Bakura and turns his hair green
Yami Bakura: AAHH! My hair!
Disclaimer: Must I? sighs ok, Yu-Gi-Oh isn't mine. All done.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yugi screamed. Like, really loud. Like, really loud in Yami's ear. He winced from the onslaught.
"Yami!!" he yelled. "What did you DO to yourself!"
"Quite becoming, isn't it," said Yami, a bit vainly.
"It is NOT!" screamed his aibou. "You.... you.... go and wash it off right now! In the garage! Grandpa's going to freak if you smear the stuff all over my sink!"
Grudgingly, Yami complied and strolled down to the garage.
There, as he looked into the mirror, out of the corner of his eye he noticed a wagon.
"That could be my chariot!" he said, pleased. "Now I shall be a warrior- king.... in style!"
The Dark Magician brought the wagon over for Yami to inspect.
"Excellent," said Yami approvingly, "but who should draw the chariot? Not you, Dark Magician," he added hastily, for the Dark Magician looked horrified at the idea.
"Who...?"
Who indeed.
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Author's Note: Short chapter... but THAT'S PROBABLY BECAUSE I WAS DOING A MILLION OTHER THINGS AT ONCE.... ahem. Read and review! Thank you all for the support! I got about 20 reviews like last night....