Shayken Destiny: The long wait is finally over . . . today Y. Bakura shall meet his match!
Y. Bakura: What?
Shayken Destiny: It's true . . . we'll all miss him greatly . . .
Yami: *no we won't*
Y. Bakura: HEY! What's going on? Where am I going?!
Shayken Destiny: Soon he shall meet his doom!
Y. Bakura: AAHHHH!!!!! WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO TO ME????!!!! THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE A HUMOR FIC!!!!!!!!!
Shayken Destiny: Nothing! ^_^ Did I scare you? Don't worry, Y. Bakura, you won't die . . .
Y. Bakura: Shayken Destiny does not own Yu-gi-oh! or me, and if anyone is listening, please save me from this crazed authoress!!!!!!
Chapter 6: Y. Bakura vs. The Evil Towel of Death
Y. Bakura: (bent over drying hair with towel, *muttering*) *stupid Tombkeeper* *stupid Ra-forsaken Pharaoh* Do they have any idea how long it takes to dry all this hair?! (tries to pull towel off hair)
Towel: (caught on lock picks behind Y. Bakura's ear)
Y. Bakura: STUPID TOWEL!!!! WHY WON'T YOU COME OFF???!!!!! (pulls harder, moves around wildly, trips on rug)
Living Room . . .
Y. Marik: (building "pyramid" of cards)
Yami: (sitting in corner, quietly singing) I'm a little pyramid, on the moon. Here is my trapdoor, here is my tomb. When I'm going to collapse, then I shout: Now you're going to meet your doom! (repeats continuously)
*THUMP*
Yami and Y. Marik: (look down hall towards bathroom, exchange glances, shrug and go back to their business)
Bathroom . . .
Y. Bakura: (in bathtub) AAHH!!! I CAN'T SEE!!!!!
Towel: (stuck over his eyes)
Y. Bakura: OH NO!!!!!! IT'S THE EVIL TOWEL OF DEATH!!!!!! GET IT OFF ME!!!! (goes to pull towel again, grabs shower curtain instead)
*CRASH*
Y. Bakura: (with broken shower rod and curtain on him) @_@
Evil Towel of Death: (still caught on lockpicks)
Living room . . .
Y. Marik: I'm hungry. What about you?
Yami: (still singing) I'm a little pyra – huh?
Y. Marik: Let's go into the kitchen and get something to eat.
Yami: Okay!
Y. Marik: Oooooooooo look at this! (runs over to stove)
Yami: Do you know how to use that?
Y. Marik: Of course! I've seen Marik make fried eggs a hundred times on one of these fire thingys.
Yami: Okay, make me one too! ^_^
Y. Marik: (cracks a dozen eggs onto stove burners.)
*RING*
Yami: Is that the phone again?! DOESN'T YUGI TRUST ME AT ALL?????!!!!! (picks up phone) Hello?
Yugi: Hello, Yami. How's everything going?
Yami: Yugi, you just called 2 hour glass turns ago.
Yugi: Yes, I know, but you seemed a little . . . preoccupied. Did anything happen?
Yami: Of course not. Yugi, I'm a pharaoh, I've ruled an entire empire, I can handle an evening at home with two other spirits.
Marik: (whispering to Ryou) He should be able to . . . but somehow, I don't think he can.
Yugi: Well, as long as everything's okay . . .
*FOOM*
Yugi: What was that?
Yami: Nothing important.
Y. Marik: (backing away from fire) AAAAHHH!!!!!!!!
Yugi: And that?
Yami: Just Y. Marik
Y. Bakura: ( screaming) GET IT OFF!!!!! GET IT OFF!!!!!!!!!!!
Yugi: Now what?!
Yami: Oh, it looks like Y. Bakura's back. Well, I gotta go now. Have fun, Yugi!
Yugi: YAMI! WHAT'S GOING O –
Yami: (hangs up, turns to face scene before him)
Y. Marik: (running around in circles by stove, all four of its burners on fire) AAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Y. Bakura: (running around kitchen, with towel still on his head) AAAAAUUUUUGGGGHHHHH!!!!! I CAN'T SEE!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'M BLIND!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS EVIL TOWEL OF DEATH HAS BLINDED ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yami: I must act quickly! What should I do? I know! (stretches out hand towards Y. Bakura) I BANISH YOU TO THE SHADOW REALM, YOU EVIL TOWEL OF DEATH!!!!!!!!!
Evil Towel of Death: *pop* (disappears, lands harmlessly in Shadow Realm)
Y. Bakura: Ooooh. I could've done that . . .
Yami: *sweat drop* (turns toward to stove) And now . . . TO THE SHADOW REALM WITH YOU, YOU EVIL . . . uh . . . EVIL FIRE THINGY!!!!!!!
Evil Fire Thingy (a.k.a. Stove): *pop* (disappears)
Shadow Realm . . .
*pop*
(still-burning stove appears in middle of the silent darkness)
*FOOM*
(Shadow Realm bursts into flames)
Kitchen . . . (minus the stove)
Yami: That wasn't hard. See? I've told Yugi before, sending evil things to the Shadow Realm is always the best solution to every problem!
Y. Marik: But I'm still hungry!
Y. Bakura: Me too!
Yami: Okay . . . let's check the fridge!
And so, the three insane yamis decided to raid the refrigerator for food. However, they were not aware of the ice cream which lay in the freezer, as their hikaris had never let them taste ice cream . . .
Shayken Destiny: Yay! Sugar-high yamis ought to be interesting . . . and since this is called "Crazy Cardplaying Yamis," they will definitely find more things to do with the cards . . . don't forget about the card pyramid Y. Marik was building . . . that should have an interesting effect later.
Y. Bakura: AAAAAAAUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
Shayken Destiny: Don't worry, Y. Bakura! The Evil Towel of Death is gone! Everything will be fine now!
Y. Bakura: How can you say that, WHEN YAMI SET THE SHADOW REALM ON FIRE!!!!!!!!!!!
Yami: Oops.
Y. Bakura: NOW WHERE AM I GOING TO GO WHEN I GET DEFEATED???????!!!!!!!!!!
Shayken Destiny: I'm sure you'll find somewhere else. Review, please!
Botan Mai Kai: Yay! Did your friends like it?
Female-Yami/Yugi: Oh no, not the flamethrower!!!!! We're had enough problems with fire and yamis already!!!!!!
MalletWielderofDoom: Hehehe. Oh, the poor inanimate objects in this chapter. As you can see, I managed to work the "I'm a Little Pyramid" song into this chapter too!
Sakurelle: Evil Towels of Death must be avoided at all costs!
Heidi Dracona: Of course! Weird is ALWAYS good!
Poke Actor: Consider it patented!
Paladin Dragoon: I wonder what an Egyptian Funeral Service would be like . . . Do you think it would involve sending the broken table down a river in a casket surrounded by candles?
Chibi-Chichan: Y. Bakura's hair is dry now, so hug away! (probably from the heat of the burning stove)
Dark Magician Girl / Hikaru: Did Hikaru like it?
Mokuba's Official Glomper: I never thought I'd see an insane hikari . . .
Jou, Y.Marik,Y.Bakura,YamiROX!: I'm glad you like it! I get the "*sweatdrop* uh . . ." reaction a lot, too.