Dreamy situations
Chapter 2:
The next day Mokuba was up bright and early. He was at the window, looking for the paperboy, 'Come on! You're late!'
Finally he heard those same bicycle tracks coming down the street, he leaned towards the window a little more and saw him close to their mansion.
He ran out the door and down the driveway, "Hey! Over here!" he waved his arms above his head and the paperboy pulled over to him.
"Yeah?"
"Where's our paper?!"
"Uh... right here." He pulled out a newspaper and handed it to him.
"Oh, thank you!" Mokuba ran back inside, and slammed the door.
He went over to the couch and threw down every section except the personals. He looked closely at it then in the middle he saw 'Seto Kaiba' in bold letters and all the things he told the lady were below it.
"Yes! Seto will be so happy! I think he shouldn't find out just yet though..."
"Seto will be happy about what?" Kaiba was right behind him.
Mokuba looked back, "Seto! You're supposed to be asleep!"
"And I can't wake up?"
He hide the newspaper behind his back, "Well, you weren't supposed to... Anyway I'll be going now." He started to walk off.
"Hold on," Seto snatched the paper. "What's this?"
"Seto! Give it back!" he tried to jump for it but his brother was too tall.
"This is a personal ad, what are you doing with this..." he saw the words 'Seto Kaiba' and everything Mokuba had put down. "MOKUBA!"
"Yes?"
"What in hell's name did you do?!"
"Well... you seemed lonely so I... um..."
"You put an ad in the personals column! Mokuba, only desperate people do that."
"You seemed desperate to me."
"Well, I'm not."
"Sorry..."
"What am I going to do now?"
"Wait for someone to reply! I know they will!"
"Yeah, of course they will. You put in here that I'm rich! That kind of thing drives all the weirdo's out."
"Please Seto. You seem so sad lately, I just want to help you recover. And the only way to do that is to get someone else. I know this'll work, will you do it?"
"..." he looked at Mokuba's big glossy eyes, "Well...okay... I guess."
"Great!"
"But couldn't you have put more of a direct description of the person I'm seeking?"
"I did."
"You said anyone without a criminal record! And everyone thinks they look good. What if I get someone obese? Or smelly?"
"I put they have to have good hygiene. And I think your being silly. No one in Domino is smelly, and fat people can show you a good time too."
"No they cant. Besides fat people creep me out. Like clowns..."
"You're ridiculous."
"No, I'm not. I'm being realistic. Do you know how many nutcases are out there?"
"No, but I'm sure you're gonna tell me."
"Well, like this one guy I interviewed to be my new assistant two weeks ago... he offered to 'wax my melons' and then there was that girl who asked to wash my hair..."
"HAHAHAHAHA!" Mokuba had broken out in laughter, "Seto... please, stop... you're killing me..."
"Not funny. My point being is that some sick people are out there and you want me to date them."
"Why don't you think of the positives? There could be nice, skinny, not weird people out there waiting for you."
"They can wait all they want, but I'm not interested."
"Aw, come on. You promised you would."
"I'll go on a couple... but if I don't like it, you'll give up. Okay?"
"Okay." His fingers were crossed behind his back.
"In the meanwhile I have to go to the office. Do you want to come?"
"No thanks, I have stuff to do here."
"Like what? Watch T.V and eat junk food."
Mokuba sat on the couch, "Hey, it's summer. What else am I supposed to do?"
It was the next day at around noon, the mail had come and guess what? Seto had gotten five letters. Two were from guys and the other three were from girls. Mokuba ran up to Kaiba's room with the letters in hand.
"Seto! Seto, open up!"
Kaiba opened the door, "What's with all the yelling?"
"Look!" he held the letters up so Seto could see, "You've got five letters from the personals ad already! Aren't you excited?"
"Yeah, and I just can't hide it..."
They sat down on Seto's bed and opened them, "Hey, Seto. They all came with pictures."
"Ugh... yeah, and I wish they hadn't."
"Aw, come on. Be open minded... This one isn't so bad." Held up a picture, "Her name is Rose."
"Rose, huh?" he looked at her closely, "...SHE HAS SIX CHINS!"
"No she doesn't... that's about four..."
"My point is that she's a hippo."
Mokuba started to giggle, "Let's just see what her letter says... 'Dear Kaiba, I've seen your picture before. You are very hot. I'm 27, and I am everything you're ad described, and I'd like you to call me back at this number: 567-1234.' That wasn't so bad."
"She is most certainly not everything my ad described," he picked another one. "This one is from Tommy, 'Hey Kaiba, I've been looking at your pictures in the business monthly magazines. Very nice. I'm 16, and I like leather and chains, call me at: 789-5678.' Yuck."
"You're picky."
"Am not, I just know what I want."
Mokuba picked up another one, "This one is from Cassie, she looks nice. 'Hello Seto Kaiba, I'm Cassie (17). I'd like to meet you in person; you seem great from your ad. If you're interested in a date... call this number: 456-4889.' She seems great."
Seto took a closer look at her picture, "Well, it's not bad... She's pretty at least."
"Great! So, you'll call her?"
"Well, I..."
Mokuba ran downstairs and was back up like a flash, "Here's the phone!" he held out the receiver. "Go ahead."
Kaiba mumbled something then dialed the number on the letter, Ring, Ring, Ring! "Hello?"
"Yes, is this Cassie?"
"It is, who is this?"
"Uh, Seto Kaiba... I was..."
"AHH! OH MY GOD! REALLY?" She shouted into the phone.
"Yes, really..."
Mokuba was trying to stifle a laugh.
"Wow, this is so cool!"
"Um, okay. Well, I wanted to know if you wanted to go to dinner with me?"
"YES! YES! YES!" She took a deep breath, "No one has ever asked me out before!"
"What? Why? What's wrong with you?!"
Mokuba elbowed him hard in his side, "Rudeness..."
Kaiba sighed, "Well, I'll pick you up at six tonight."
"OKEY-DOKEY!"
He hung up the phone, "Mokuba, I think that was a mistake."
"No it wasn't, you just made her day. Didn't you hear how happy she was?"
"She screeched in my ear! I'll probably go deaf at an early age if I hang around with her."
"Well, we better go over some rules before your big date tonight. We've got work to do."
"Rules? Work? What for?"
"Because Mr. Rudeness, you'll blow it if we don't do this. If you say mean things to her, it could ruin your whole dating career."
"Career? Ugh..."
"Yup, come on Seto. Time is of the essence."
Chapter 2:
The next day Mokuba was up bright and early. He was at the window, looking for the paperboy, 'Come on! You're late!'
Finally he heard those same bicycle tracks coming down the street, he leaned towards the window a little more and saw him close to their mansion.
He ran out the door and down the driveway, "Hey! Over here!" he waved his arms above his head and the paperboy pulled over to him.
"Yeah?"
"Where's our paper?!"
"Uh... right here." He pulled out a newspaper and handed it to him.
"Oh, thank you!" Mokuba ran back inside, and slammed the door.
He went over to the couch and threw down every section except the personals. He looked closely at it then in the middle he saw 'Seto Kaiba' in bold letters and all the things he told the lady were below it.
"Yes! Seto will be so happy! I think he shouldn't find out just yet though..."
"Seto will be happy about what?" Kaiba was right behind him.
Mokuba looked back, "Seto! You're supposed to be asleep!"
"And I can't wake up?"
He hide the newspaper behind his back, "Well, you weren't supposed to... Anyway I'll be going now." He started to walk off.
"Hold on," Seto snatched the paper. "What's this?"
"Seto! Give it back!" he tried to jump for it but his brother was too tall.
"This is a personal ad, what are you doing with this..." he saw the words 'Seto Kaiba' and everything Mokuba had put down. "MOKUBA!"
"Yes?"
"What in hell's name did you do?!"
"Well... you seemed lonely so I... um..."
"You put an ad in the personals column! Mokuba, only desperate people do that."
"You seemed desperate to me."
"Well, I'm not."
"Sorry..."
"What am I going to do now?"
"Wait for someone to reply! I know they will!"
"Yeah, of course they will. You put in here that I'm rich! That kind of thing drives all the weirdo's out."
"Please Seto. You seem so sad lately, I just want to help you recover. And the only way to do that is to get someone else. I know this'll work, will you do it?"
"..." he looked at Mokuba's big glossy eyes, "Well...okay... I guess."
"Great!"
"But couldn't you have put more of a direct description of the person I'm seeking?"
"I did."
"You said anyone without a criminal record! And everyone thinks they look good. What if I get someone obese? Or smelly?"
"I put they have to have good hygiene. And I think your being silly. No one in Domino is smelly, and fat people can show you a good time too."
"No they cant. Besides fat people creep me out. Like clowns..."
"You're ridiculous."
"No, I'm not. I'm being realistic. Do you know how many nutcases are out there?"
"No, but I'm sure you're gonna tell me."
"Well, like this one guy I interviewed to be my new assistant two weeks ago... he offered to 'wax my melons' and then there was that girl who asked to wash my hair..."
"HAHAHAHAHA!" Mokuba had broken out in laughter, "Seto... please, stop... you're killing me..."
"Not funny. My point being is that some sick people are out there and you want me to date them."
"Why don't you think of the positives? There could be nice, skinny, not weird people out there waiting for you."
"They can wait all they want, but I'm not interested."
"Aw, come on. You promised you would."
"I'll go on a couple... but if I don't like it, you'll give up. Okay?"
"Okay." His fingers were crossed behind his back.
"In the meanwhile I have to go to the office. Do you want to come?"
"No thanks, I have stuff to do here."
"Like what? Watch T.V and eat junk food."
Mokuba sat on the couch, "Hey, it's summer. What else am I supposed to do?"
It was the next day at around noon, the mail had come and guess what? Seto had gotten five letters. Two were from guys and the other three were from girls. Mokuba ran up to Kaiba's room with the letters in hand.
"Seto! Seto, open up!"
Kaiba opened the door, "What's with all the yelling?"
"Look!" he held the letters up so Seto could see, "You've got five letters from the personals ad already! Aren't you excited?"
"Yeah, and I just can't hide it..."
They sat down on Seto's bed and opened them, "Hey, Seto. They all came with pictures."
"Ugh... yeah, and I wish they hadn't."
"Aw, come on. Be open minded... This one isn't so bad." Held up a picture, "Her name is Rose."
"Rose, huh?" he looked at her closely, "...SHE HAS SIX CHINS!"
"No she doesn't... that's about four..."
"My point is that she's a hippo."
Mokuba started to giggle, "Let's just see what her letter says... 'Dear Kaiba, I've seen your picture before. You are very hot. I'm 27, and I am everything you're ad described, and I'd like you to call me back at this number: 567-1234.' That wasn't so bad."
"She is most certainly not everything my ad described," he picked another one. "This one is from Tommy, 'Hey Kaiba, I've been looking at your pictures in the business monthly magazines. Very nice. I'm 16, and I like leather and chains, call me at: 789-5678.' Yuck."
"You're picky."
"Am not, I just know what I want."
Mokuba picked up another one, "This one is from Cassie, she looks nice. 'Hello Seto Kaiba, I'm Cassie (17). I'd like to meet you in person; you seem great from your ad. If you're interested in a date... call this number: 456-4889.' She seems great."
Seto took a closer look at her picture, "Well, it's not bad... She's pretty at least."
"Great! So, you'll call her?"
"Well, I..."
Mokuba ran downstairs and was back up like a flash, "Here's the phone!" he held out the receiver. "Go ahead."
Kaiba mumbled something then dialed the number on the letter, Ring, Ring, Ring! "Hello?"
"Yes, is this Cassie?"
"It is, who is this?"
"Uh, Seto Kaiba... I was..."
"AHH! OH MY GOD! REALLY?" She shouted into the phone.
"Yes, really..."
Mokuba was trying to stifle a laugh.
"Wow, this is so cool!"
"Um, okay. Well, I wanted to know if you wanted to go to dinner with me?"
"YES! YES! YES!" She took a deep breath, "No one has ever asked me out before!"
"What? Why? What's wrong with you?!"
Mokuba elbowed him hard in his side, "Rudeness..."
Kaiba sighed, "Well, I'll pick you up at six tonight."
"OKEY-DOKEY!"
He hung up the phone, "Mokuba, I think that was a mistake."
"No it wasn't, you just made her day. Didn't you hear how happy she was?"
"She screeched in my ear! I'll probably go deaf at an early age if I hang around with her."
"Well, we better go over some rules before your big date tonight. We've got work to do."
"Rules? Work? What for?"
"Because Mr. Rudeness, you'll blow it if we don't do this. If you say mean things to her, it could ruin your whole dating career."
"Career? Ugh..."
"Yup, come on Seto. Time is of the essence."