I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! or 10 Things I Hate About You.
Mai sits at her computer screen, typing. Undulating with desire, Adrienne removes her crimson cape, revealing her creamy – Mai stops typing, just as her father walks in the door.
"I hope dinner'r ready because I only have ten minutes until Mrs. Johnson squirts out a screamer."
"It's in the mircrowave."
Her father flips through the mail, then turns to her.
"Make anyone cry today?"
"No, but it's only 4:30."
Just then, Serenity walks in the room. Mai pounces.
"Where've you been?"
"Nowhere..." Serenity says, seeing that her father is in the room. "Hi daddy."
"Hello precious," he says, kissing her on the cheek.
"How touching," remarks Mai as she heads up the stairs. Just then, her dad stops her.
"What's this?" he asks, holding up a piece of mail. "It says Sarah Lawrence."
"I guess I got in," Mai says casually, snatching it away from her father.
"Sarah Lawrence is in a different country."
"I know."
"I thought we decided that we were going to go to school here. At the University of Tokyo."
"No. You decided."
"Is there even a question that we want her to stay?" Serenity pipes in, smiling innocently.
"Ask Serenity who drove her home."
"Who drove you home?" he asks Serenity.
"Now, daddy, don't get mad. But there's this boy...and I think he might ask...
"No! You're not dating until your sister starts dating. End of discussion."
This answer clearly does not satisfy Serenity. "What if she never starts dating?"
"Then neither will you and I'll get to sleep at night."
"But it's not fair- she's a mutant, daddy!"
"This is from someone whose diary is devoted to favorite grooming tips?" Mai butts in.
"Enough!" says their father, reaching into his bag and pulling out a tape recorder. "Do you know what this is?"
"The sounds of a fifteen year old girl in labor..." the two sisters drone together as shrieks of pain emanate from the object.
"This is exactly why you're not dating until your sister does."
"But she doesn't want to date!" Serenity protests.
"Exactly my point." Just then, his beeper goes off and he grabs his bag.
"Jesus! Can a man even grab a sandwich before you women start dilating?" he mutters to himself as he walks out the door.
