Next chapter, please? Thanks to my one good reviewer. This is CHAOS- CHICK3's idea. Thank you very much!!! RRE . . .
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Ryou stopped. He wiped the sweat from his brow and grunted with annoyance. /Get back to work!/ someone yelled from across the yard. Ryou sighed and pushed his lawn mower onwards. Everyone who was wondering around on the grass was exhausted. Jounouchi nearby was on his knees as he tried to move his machine. Seto had made the whole gang mow his lawn. Plus, stationed at the hedges, Malik angrily cut its branches with a pair of oversized sheers. Seto had promised to permanently keep everybody out his mansion if they did not work. So, he sat of his porch drinking as usual.
Jouno was fed up. He would make an attempt to escape. Sluggishly, he trudged up to Seto and announced, /The grass has been decapitated and the rebellious hedges have been brought into submission (AN : he he . . . Fairly Oddparents)./ Seto looked down at him.
/No, Jounouchi. You must help or no mansion./ Jouno grumbled and slowly turned around. Then, he gathered up all of his energy and made a sprint for the front fence. He reached it, and with one mighty move, pulled himself to the top. Jouno suddenly began to violently twitch and fell backwards off of the bars. Seto chuckled. /I knew it was a good idea to install that invisible fence chip in Jouno./
Yuugi was sitting on the lawn next to his lawn mower. He was sneezing very hard. Ryou noticed and came over. /Oh, Yuugi. Why are you sneezing so much?/ Ryou asked with sympathy.
"Allergies . . . achoo!"
/Are you allergic to pollen or something?/
"No . . . achoo! Yami is allergic to – to – to . . . achoo! . . . grass," Yuugi muttered between sneezes. He held his forehead as if he had a headache. "They didn't have grass in ancient Egypt."
/Well, cheer up old boy! You can come with Malik, Honda, and I to cut down the small jungle that's growing by Seto's mailbox. Hey, where is Honda?/ Ryou looked around. A small huddle mass was quivering by a bush. It was Honda. He was shaking because of all the lawn mowers. You see, he once had a dream where he was attacked by a rake. It chased him around the park and finally caught him. It scratched his eyes out. With a start, he awoke in his kitchen trying to fight off a broom that had got caught in his sheets. Now, anything associated with rakes scared him. That is why he feared coconut cream pies and lawn movers so much.
Malik had finally gotten a riding mower after finishing with his job. Yami Malik had an idea. He turned its key and revved the engine. The green machine roared with the mighty power of a John Deere. Yami Malik swung his leg over the seat and called to Ryou. Hey, Bakura! Wanna race? Why don't you come on out and play? he said with a literal tone. In a blink of an eye, Bakura was in the seat of the mower next to Malik. He cackled evilly and hit the gas. And they were off!
Bakura raced around the corner of the mansion with Yami Malik close behind. Mokuba purple pansies were mulched as the two passed over his garden. The ceramic gnome had no chance. Bakura hit it head on and Yami Malik rolled over its remains. But then, a patch of crab grass came out of nowhere. Yami Malik tried to miss it but spun out. He jumped off his seat and the mower flipped away into a bush. Bakura, who was distracted, continued on and ran into a tree. He flopped off. The riding mower crashed and set on fire. Soon, the whole tree was ablaze. Yami Malik and Bakura stared in wonder at the massive flame. So, I win.
No, Yami Malik protested. I did. I crashed first. Anyway, I think our hikaris had some menial task to take of.
Yami Malik and Bakura walked up to a red-nosed Yuugi. Squirt. Go get the stick, or whatever, that Seto wants Malik and Ryou to use to take down the jungle, Yami Malik commanded. Yuugi sneezed and sniffed pathetically. He then smiled and walked towards the porch. After a few moments, he returned with two giant swords.
"Seto . . . sniff . . . gave these to me. He said we would . . . sniff . . . need them." Yami Malik and Bakura reached forward and snatched the blades. They carefully inspected the swords with mouths wide open. Then, they simultaneously looked up at each other and said, Let's start chopping. They ran over the lawn towards the mailbox with the swords slashing wildly through the air. Bakura sliced through the mailbox's post. Together, they started cutting through the thick foliage. It was pure delight.
The minutes flew by at the two kept on hacking. A long path of severed plants lay behind them. Occasionally, they could swear they heard a lion roar or a wolf howl. This would be weird because they were still technically in suburbia. Although, they had been walking for several miles. Hmmm . . . Finally, they became tired and slowed to a staggering walk with the blades dragging behind them. Are we there yet? Yami Malik panted.
No, Bakura answered with a touch of annoyance.
I think we're on a nature walk, now.
Shut up . . . wait, did you hear that? Bakura wondered. A small rabbit jumped out from behind a tree. Yami Malik and Bakura chased after it swinging the swords above their heads. They wanted to kill the bunny. It would be fun. Pass bushes and tree trunks they dashed. The rabbit tired and tried to hide under a pile of leaves. The two approached the disguise and raised their weapons. Suddenly, two hands feebly grabbed their ankles. They turned around to find what had stopped their onslaught. It was Yuugi.
"Don't attack the innocent animals! Save the fuzzy creatures!"
Bakura and Yami Malik sighed. But, we were having fun killing various green life forms and then this thing, Bakura gestured to the bunny, came along and begged to be slayed, he half-whined.
"Don't you dare," Yuugi demanded. "Or, I'll sick Seto on you." The two yamis looked at each other. Could Seto attack someone? They shook off the thought. Giving in, all three turned around and headed back to the mansion. Besides, the rabbit had escaped anyway.
The three walked onto Seto's porch and dropped the swords at his feet. Seto glanced up at them. /So . . . did you finish cutting down all those plants?/ The two yamis became confused.
Wait, Bakura said, you gave those swords to us for a reason?
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Done, I have 8 more chapters left (in prewrite form). But, I don't like most of them so would like some more ideas, PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Review.
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Ryou stopped. He wiped the sweat from his brow and grunted with annoyance. /Get back to work!/ someone yelled from across the yard. Ryou sighed and pushed his lawn mower onwards. Everyone who was wondering around on the grass was exhausted. Jounouchi nearby was on his knees as he tried to move his machine. Seto had made the whole gang mow his lawn. Plus, stationed at the hedges, Malik angrily cut its branches with a pair of oversized sheers. Seto had promised to permanently keep everybody out his mansion if they did not work. So, he sat of his porch drinking as usual.
Jouno was fed up. He would make an attempt to escape. Sluggishly, he trudged up to Seto and announced, /The grass has been decapitated and the rebellious hedges have been brought into submission (AN : he he . . . Fairly Oddparents)./ Seto looked down at him.
/No, Jounouchi. You must help or no mansion./ Jouno grumbled and slowly turned around. Then, he gathered up all of his energy and made a sprint for the front fence. He reached it, and with one mighty move, pulled himself to the top. Jouno suddenly began to violently twitch and fell backwards off of the bars. Seto chuckled. /I knew it was a good idea to install that invisible fence chip in Jouno./
Yuugi was sitting on the lawn next to his lawn mower. He was sneezing very hard. Ryou noticed and came over. /Oh, Yuugi. Why are you sneezing so much?/ Ryou asked with sympathy.
"Allergies . . . achoo!"
/Are you allergic to pollen or something?/
"No . . . achoo! Yami is allergic to – to – to . . . achoo! . . . grass," Yuugi muttered between sneezes. He held his forehead as if he had a headache. "They didn't have grass in ancient Egypt."
/Well, cheer up old boy! You can come with Malik, Honda, and I to cut down the small jungle that's growing by Seto's mailbox. Hey, where is Honda?/ Ryou looked around. A small huddle mass was quivering by a bush. It was Honda. He was shaking because of all the lawn mowers. You see, he once had a dream where he was attacked by a rake. It chased him around the park and finally caught him. It scratched his eyes out. With a start, he awoke in his kitchen trying to fight off a broom that had got caught in his sheets. Now, anything associated with rakes scared him. That is why he feared coconut cream pies and lawn movers so much.
Malik had finally gotten a riding mower after finishing with his job. Yami Malik had an idea. He turned its key and revved the engine. The green machine roared with the mighty power of a John Deere. Yami Malik swung his leg over the seat and called to Ryou. Hey, Bakura! Wanna race? Why don't you come on out and play? he said with a literal tone. In a blink of an eye, Bakura was in the seat of the mower next to Malik. He cackled evilly and hit the gas. And they were off!
Bakura raced around the corner of the mansion with Yami Malik close behind. Mokuba purple pansies were mulched as the two passed over his garden. The ceramic gnome had no chance. Bakura hit it head on and Yami Malik rolled over its remains. But then, a patch of crab grass came out of nowhere. Yami Malik tried to miss it but spun out. He jumped off his seat and the mower flipped away into a bush. Bakura, who was distracted, continued on and ran into a tree. He flopped off. The riding mower crashed and set on fire. Soon, the whole tree was ablaze. Yami Malik and Bakura stared in wonder at the massive flame. So, I win.
No, Yami Malik protested. I did. I crashed first. Anyway, I think our hikaris had some menial task to take of.
Yami Malik and Bakura walked up to a red-nosed Yuugi. Squirt. Go get the stick, or whatever, that Seto wants Malik and Ryou to use to take down the jungle, Yami Malik commanded. Yuugi sneezed and sniffed pathetically. He then smiled and walked towards the porch. After a few moments, he returned with two giant swords.
"Seto . . . sniff . . . gave these to me. He said we would . . . sniff . . . need them." Yami Malik and Bakura reached forward and snatched the blades. They carefully inspected the swords with mouths wide open. Then, they simultaneously looked up at each other and said, Let's start chopping. They ran over the lawn towards the mailbox with the swords slashing wildly through the air. Bakura sliced through the mailbox's post. Together, they started cutting through the thick foliage. It was pure delight.
The minutes flew by at the two kept on hacking. A long path of severed plants lay behind them. Occasionally, they could swear they heard a lion roar or a wolf howl. This would be weird because they were still technically in suburbia. Although, they had been walking for several miles. Hmmm . . . Finally, they became tired and slowed to a staggering walk with the blades dragging behind them. Are we there yet? Yami Malik panted.
No, Bakura answered with a touch of annoyance.
I think we're on a nature walk, now.
Shut up . . . wait, did you hear that? Bakura wondered. A small rabbit jumped out from behind a tree. Yami Malik and Bakura chased after it swinging the swords above their heads. They wanted to kill the bunny. It would be fun. Pass bushes and tree trunks they dashed. The rabbit tired and tried to hide under a pile of leaves. The two approached the disguise and raised their weapons. Suddenly, two hands feebly grabbed their ankles. They turned around to find what had stopped their onslaught. It was Yuugi.
"Don't attack the innocent animals! Save the fuzzy creatures!"
Bakura and Yami Malik sighed. But, we were having fun killing various green life forms and then this thing, Bakura gestured to the bunny, came along and begged to be slayed, he half-whined.
"Don't you dare," Yuugi demanded. "Or, I'll sick Seto on you." The two yamis looked at each other. Could Seto attack someone? They shook off the thought. Giving in, all three turned around and headed back to the mansion. Besides, the rabbit had escaped anyway.
The three walked onto Seto's porch and dropped the swords at his feet. Seto glanced up at them. /So . . . did you finish cutting down all those plants?/ The two yamis became confused.
Wait, Bakura said, you gave those swords to us for a reason?
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Done, I have 8 more chapters left (in prewrite form). But, I don't like most of them so would like some more ideas, PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Review.