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That Saturday
Part Two: Getting There
"Bakura! You put me down this instant! You know how I hate doing things without notice!" I squealed at the top of my lungs. Maybe one of the neighbors would hear me and call the police. Or maybe that man who just opened his blinds (whom now which is giving me death glares) will be kind enough to come out here and uh... yell or something. Nope still death- glaring... Oh well.
"Whoopie-ding, Fluffy, I'm sure your parents are very proud of you. Besides," he smirks, "Did it ever occur to you that this is exactly why I do shit like this to you all of the time?" Did he just call me Fluffy? What is with the name-calling today?!
As I shut up long enough to ponder this statement, Bakura thought this precisely the opportune time to slap a gag on me and toss me in the back seat. Malik and Mariku could be heard snickering madly from the front seat area quarters thingy. Grr, I wanted to tear off their heads and make ramen out of their brains. Well, not really, that would be pretty sick. Sometimes I scare myself.
As soon as Mariku revved up the engine and sped out of my driveway quite dangerously, I became very scared. I mean like, 'terrified-I'm-going- to-wet-myself-any-minute-if-you-do-not-stop-this-demon-car' scared. And that's pretty scary if you've never had the feeling. At least I'm pretty sure that's just how scared I was. But how would I know? Bakura had just put a blindfold on me. I feel like a ransom. How weird is that? It's like I'm a piece of paper that's—
Ryou! Shut up! Did anyone ever tell you that you think with your mouth open?!
/How could I?! I've been gagged! Stop reading my thoughts, Bakura, you dirty monkey!/
What does that have to do with anything?! And why are you so obsessed with monkeys?!
/Monkeys are soft you nutter-butter!/
.......You are a very disturbed young...thingy.
Mind Connection Has Been Severed
Praise the Lord. Bakura can be so nosy at times. He's like a really annoying beepy thingy. You know... like a wristwatch that beeps for a WHOLE MINUTE every HALF HOUR! Ever had one of those? Well, I did once and it didn't last very long. No, I didn't throw it out... Bakura smashed it with a hammer... Ironic that I'm comparing him to something that he caused bodily harm to then scattered quite readily over a swamp in a stolen chopper. Actually it was Kaiba's. But when I asked Bakura about it he simply said, 'Moneybags is doing me a favor.' Yeah, real big favor. Thanks for aiding me in losing more track of time then I usually do.
The car was swerving all over the place and I was having a hard time keeping comfortable. Considering I couldn't see anything, I was basically clueless on just where exactly we were at the moment. That was slightly disturbing.
"WOOT! LET'S LISTEN TO PEOPLE BEING CRAZY!" Malik hollered from up front. I rolled my eyes, but they couldn't see me, nyah nyah.
'I've had quite enough of that just listening to you people,' I thought to myself. Malik turned on the radio, but it seemed as if someone had broken into their car and turned every station into the "Friendship Channel"...
"HELLO HAPPY FOLKS FROM NEAR AND FAR! MY NAME IS CUTSY WOOTSY ANZU MAZAKI! EEEEEEEEE! I'M HERE TO TELL YOU ALL HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU AND HOW HAPPY THE WORLD IS! BUT TODAYS SPECIAL MESSAGE IS HOW HIPPITY HAPPITY HOPPITY BUNNIES MAKE ME! THEY ARE SOOOOOOOOO CUTE! IT'S LIKE A BUBBLY FEELING THAT YOU FEEL THAT MAKES YOU SNUGGLE IN YOUR SKIN! OUCH! SOMEONE JUST SHOT ME! MY BLOOD IS OOZING OUT OF MY ARM IN A WAY THAT MAKES ME FEEL ALL WARM AND FUZZY IN MY BRAIN! I'M SO—"CRASH!
"We're sorry. Anzu has just died." Static
That sounded suspiciously like the Pharaoh. I'll have to give him a very large sum of money the next time I see him.
"Arghh! My ears are bleeding!" Mariku screamed. Bakura just fainted I think. I don't know what Malik is doing. But he seems quite silent.
Yep, I'm feeling pretty out of place right now. Of course after hearing a radio program like that, who wouldn't? In any case, I'm thinking that this is going to be a long car trip...
To Be Continued...
Next Chapter: Continuing To Get There and Gaining Entry
That Saturday
Part Two: Getting There
"Bakura! You put me down this instant! You know how I hate doing things without notice!" I squealed at the top of my lungs. Maybe one of the neighbors would hear me and call the police. Or maybe that man who just opened his blinds (whom now which is giving me death glares) will be kind enough to come out here and uh... yell or something. Nope still death- glaring... Oh well.
"Whoopie-ding, Fluffy, I'm sure your parents are very proud of you. Besides," he smirks, "Did it ever occur to you that this is exactly why I do shit like this to you all of the time?" Did he just call me Fluffy? What is with the name-calling today?!
As I shut up long enough to ponder this statement, Bakura thought this precisely the opportune time to slap a gag on me and toss me in the back seat. Malik and Mariku could be heard snickering madly from the front seat area quarters thingy. Grr, I wanted to tear off their heads and make ramen out of their brains. Well, not really, that would be pretty sick. Sometimes I scare myself.
As soon as Mariku revved up the engine and sped out of my driveway quite dangerously, I became very scared. I mean like, 'terrified-I'm-going- to-wet-myself-any-minute-if-you-do-not-stop-this-demon-car' scared. And that's pretty scary if you've never had the feeling. At least I'm pretty sure that's just how scared I was. But how would I know? Bakura had just put a blindfold on me. I feel like a ransom. How weird is that? It's like I'm a piece of paper that's—
Ryou! Shut up! Did anyone ever tell you that you think with your mouth open?!
/How could I?! I've been gagged! Stop reading my thoughts, Bakura, you dirty monkey!/
What does that have to do with anything?! And why are you so obsessed with monkeys?!
/Monkeys are soft you nutter-butter!/
.......You are a very disturbed young...thingy.
Mind Connection Has Been Severed
Praise the Lord. Bakura can be so nosy at times. He's like a really annoying beepy thingy. You know... like a wristwatch that beeps for a WHOLE MINUTE every HALF HOUR! Ever had one of those? Well, I did once and it didn't last very long. No, I didn't throw it out... Bakura smashed it with a hammer... Ironic that I'm comparing him to something that he caused bodily harm to then scattered quite readily over a swamp in a stolen chopper. Actually it was Kaiba's. But when I asked Bakura about it he simply said, 'Moneybags is doing me a favor.' Yeah, real big favor. Thanks for aiding me in losing more track of time then I usually do.
The car was swerving all over the place and I was having a hard time keeping comfortable. Considering I couldn't see anything, I was basically clueless on just where exactly we were at the moment. That was slightly disturbing.
"WOOT! LET'S LISTEN TO PEOPLE BEING CRAZY!" Malik hollered from up front. I rolled my eyes, but they couldn't see me, nyah nyah.
'I've had quite enough of that just listening to you people,' I thought to myself. Malik turned on the radio, but it seemed as if someone had broken into their car and turned every station into the "Friendship Channel"...
"HELLO HAPPY FOLKS FROM NEAR AND FAR! MY NAME IS CUTSY WOOTSY ANZU MAZAKI! EEEEEEEEE! I'M HERE TO TELL YOU ALL HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU AND HOW HAPPY THE WORLD IS! BUT TODAYS SPECIAL MESSAGE IS HOW HIPPITY HAPPITY HOPPITY BUNNIES MAKE ME! THEY ARE SOOOOOOOOO CUTE! IT'S LIKE A BUBBLY FEELING THAT YOU FEEL THAT MAKES YOU SNUGGLE IN YOUR SKIN! OUCH! SOMEONE JUST SHOT ME! MY BLOOD IS OOZING OUT OF MY ARM IN A WAY THAT MAKES ME FEEL ALL WARM AND FUZZY IN MY BRAIN! I'M SO—"CRASH!
"We're sorry. Anzu has just died." Static
That sounded suspiciously like the Pharaoh. I'll have to give him a very large sum of money the next time I see him.
"Arghh! My ears are bleeding!" Mariku screamed. Bakura just fainted I think. I don't know what Malik is doing. But he seems quite silent.
Yep, I'm feeling pretty out of place right now. Of course after hearing a radio program like that, who wouldn't? In any case, I'm thinking that this is going to be a long car trip...
To Be Continued...
Next Chapter: Continuing To Get There and Gaining Entry