Dreams of power
Chapter 8:
Once Marik and Malik got back to the T.V station they were tired, but at least they didn't come back empty handed.
"Hey you guys." Malik sat down next to Kaiba, "What's up?"
"Where have you been?!"
Marik yawned, "We were out getting what we needed for the commercial. We got the sweetest footage you've ever seen of George Bush and his new sweetheart. Pop it in, Malik." He pointed to the VCR.
Malik went over to the T.V and put the little videotape inside, "Here we go."
The video started and everyone saw George Bush on the bed then the mysterious woman walk onto the scene in a red silk bathrobe. They started to kiss but then Malik used the zoom button and the woman's true identity was revealed as Michael Jackson.
"Whoa!" Kaiba stopped the tape, "I've seen a lot in my day, but that... that just wasn't right."
"You're telling me." One of the men at the table said, "But it's great stuff. We can definitely use that in your commercial. Congrats."
"Yay!" Malik jumped up and down. "Uh... What's your name?"
He sighed, "Just call me Sanders. Well, if you boys aren't to tired we can get started now, if you want."
"Ooh! We want!" Marik got the tape from the VCR.
"Okay, then. Follow me." He walked out the door and they (Marik, Malik, and Kaiba) followed.
Sanders led them to another room down the hall. When they got inside it was a room with a bunch of T.V monitors and pretty buttons. Sanders sat down to one of the chairs and put the videotape in one of the VCRs. He rewound it to the beginning, and then turned around. "Okay, now. What I need you two to do is stand over there." He pointed to another part of the room.
"What for?" Marik asked.
"I need to put a little bit of you in this thing for people to know who they need to be voting for. When it comes to these kind of things America isn't always smart."
"Tell me about it..." Marik and Malik went over in front of the camera and starred back at Sanders. "What now?"
"Oh, yeah." He handed something to Kaiba, "Give these to Marik and Malik, will ya?"
Kaiba came over and handed them the papers, "Here." He walked back next to Sanders.
"Okay," he started, "Those will be your scripts. Just follow them exactly and you'll be fine. We'll do a run through off camera then do the real thing, so let's try and get it right the first time."
Marik sighed, "Uh, okay."
"Good. And... ACTION!"
Marik looked at his script really quick, "Bush has been in office for the past four years."
Then Marik, "And this is what's been going on behind America's back..."
This was supposedly where the footage would go in the commercial. After a little pause Marik finished his lines.
"Do you want that in the White House?"
"Vote for us. Because we're not Michael Jackson fans."
"And CUT! That was great boys. We'll do it for real this time, only have a little more enthusiasm. Okay?"
"Well," Marik spoke up, "Do you mind if we make a few tweaks to the script? It seems a little flat."
"Yeah, only a little." Malik promised.
"Um. Okay, whatever."
After they made a few 'tweaks' to their lines, they redid it and Sanders edited it all together. They took the tape into the other room and then got the exact time it would be on air. Sanders said it would be on the next day, at around noon. And then after that it would become a frequent advertisement just like any other. In a while Marik and Malik went back to the hotel and went to sleep.
The next morning they woke up, bright eyed and bushy-tailed. Ready for anything and everything that the world of politics could dish out. Once they got out of bed and their uncomfortable business suits were on, they were out the door and on their way to the T.V station. Kaiba had told them to meet him there a little before the airing of the commercial.
When they arrived, Marik and Malik went up to the same room where Kaiba and Sanders were waiting for them.
"You're late." Kaiba was sitting next to Sanders.
Marik sat down, "Well, sorry. Jeez, haven't you ever heard of traffic?"
Malik sat next to him and looked up at the gigantic screen. "When is it coming on?"
"In about a minute," Sanders turned up the volume. "Ooh, ooh! Here it is!"
On the screen was George Bush sitting on the hotel bed. In less than a second a dark haired albino figure came on the scene, sat next to him, and they started to kiss. The zoom effect was then used and the pale figure was revealed once again as Michael Jackson.
Then Marik and Malik came on screen, "This is what's been going on behind America's back."
"Do you really want that in the White House?"
"Vote for us. Because, a vote for Marik is a vote against Michael."
The beginning scene ran again and then the commercial was off.
"Wow, that was better than I thought it would be!" Malik jumped up. "Did you see how good we were Kaiba?"
"I'm still stuck on that kissing scene."
Marik sat up, "Do you think Bush saw it?"
"Let's hope so." Sanders turned the volume down, "But you two have to tell me. Did you ever do anything that most people would disapprove of? Tell me now, so we can cover your tracks."
"Uh," Marik looked at his hikari, "Well... What's your definition of disapprove?"
"Oh, great! We'll be here all day!" Kaiba sat back down.
Just then Marik and Marik appeared on T.V again. Everyone turned their attention to the screen, and Sanders turned the volume up.
"Marik and Malik pretend to be innocent but this is what they do when they're not on T.V." It was John Kerry.
The next pictures that appeared were like a slideshow of snapshots taken from when Marik and Malik went on their little adventures. There was one of Marik shooting Yami with an arrow, another of them stealing a plane, and one more of Malik getting chased down the street by a naked old lady.
Then John Kerry and John Edwards took the screen again, "Would you want these two in office? Vote for John Kerry."
It went off and Sanders shot a look at the two Egyptians, "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!"
"Uh..." Malik looked at his yami.
"You said you've never done anything that America would disapprove of!"
"I didn't say anything like that!" Marik argued.
"Ugh." Kaiba sighed, "It's okay... we can fix it. We just have to do better. And no more stupid escapades!"
Marik and Malik looked disappointed, but nodded anyway. "Okay..."
Later on that day, George Bush held a press conference about the commercial that Marik and Malik aired and if it was true.
The room was packed full of reporters and photographers flashing cameras and getting there questions ready for when the president took the podium. Civilians were allowed in, but only in the back. Marik and Malik were there only out of curiosity.
Soon, Mr. Bush walked in with two bodyguards on either side of him. He made his way to the stand and started to speak, anyone with eyes could see he was nervous.
"Hello, fellow Americans." He paused, "I'm not going to beat around the bush. I know there have been some rumors about me lately. Commercials and video's have been shown and I have just one thing to say-"
He was cut off by an impatient reporter, "Sir! Did you have an affair with Michael Jackson at the Hilton Hotel, yes or no?!"
He sighed, "No."
Michael stood up out of the audience, "You liar! How could you deny all those nights of passion!? What about that 'I love you' line you used last night, was that a lie as well?!"
"Uh..."
"George! If you choose your reputation over me... than I just don't know what to say to you!" with that, they left the now silent room.
Laura (Bush's wife) was behind him astounded by what she'd just heard, "Oh my god..." she fainted and two men had two carry her away.
Marik and Malik had been silent throughout the whole thing but they couldn't withhold their laughter anymore, "HAHAHAHAHA!"
The room looked back at them then up to George Bush who was now escaping out the back door with a suitcase in hand and a sombrero on his head.
In a while the security told everyone to leave the conference room, including Marik and Malik. They went back to the hotel with smiles on their faces, knowing that they had sent Bush to Mexico and saved the world from yet another republican.
Chapter 8:
Once Marik and Malik got back to the T.V station they were tired, but at least they didn't come back empty handed.
"Hey you guys." Malik sat down next to Kaiba, "What's up?"
"Where have you been?!"
Marik yawned, "We were out getting what we needed for the commercial. We got the sweetest footage you've ever seen of George Bush and his new sweetheart. Pop it in, Malik." He pointed to the VCR.
Malik went over to the T.V and put the little videotape inside, "Here we go."
The video started and everyone saw George Bush on the bed then the mysterious woman walk onto the scene in a red silk bathrobe. They started to kiss but then Malik used the zoom button and the woman's true identity was revealed as Michael Jackson.
"Whoa!" Kaiba stopped the tape, "I've seen a lot in my day, but that... that just wasn't right."
"You're telling me." One of the men at the table said, "But it's great stuff. We can definitely use that in your commercial. Congrats."
"Yay!" Malik jumped up and down. "Uh... What's your name?"
He sighed, "Just call me Sanders. Well, if you boys aren't to tired we can get started now, if you want."
"Ooh! We want!" Marik got the tape from the VCR.
"Okay, then. Follow me." He walked out the door and they (Marik, Malik, and Kaiba) followed.
Sanders led them to another room down the hall. When they got inside it was a room with a bunch of T.V monitors and pretty buttons. Sanders sat down to one of the chairs and put the videotape in one of the VCRs. He rewound it to the beginning, and then turned around. "Okay, now. What I need you two to do is stand over there." He pointed to another part of the room.
"What for?" Marik asked.
"I need to put a little bit of you in this thing for people to know who they need to be voting for. When it comes to these kind of things America isn't always smart."
"Tell me about it..." Marik and Malik went over in front of the camera and starred back at Sanders. "What now?"
"Oh, yeah." He handed something to Kaiba, "Give these to Marik and Malik, will ya?"
Kaiba came over and handed them the papers, "Here." He walked back next to Sanders.
"Okay," he started, "Those will be your scripts. Just follow them exactly and you'll be fine. We'll do a run through off camera then do the real thing, so let's try and get it right the first time."
Marik sighed, "Uh, okay."
"Good. And... ACTION!"
Marik looked at his script really quick, "Bush has been in office for the past four years."
Then Marik, "And this is what's been going on behind America's back..."
This was supposedly where the footage would go in the commercial. After a little pause Marik finished his lines.
"Do you want that in the White House?"
"Vote for us. Because we're not Michael Jackson fans."
"And CUT! That was great boys. We'll do it for real this time, only have a little more enthusiasm. Okay?"
"Well," Marik spoke up, "Do you mind if we make a few tweaks to the script? It seems a little flat."
"Yeah, only a little." Malik promised.
"Um. Okay, whatever."
After they made a few 'tweaks' to their lines, they redid it and Sanders edited it all together. They took the tape into the other room and then got the exact time it would be on air. Sanders said it would be on the next day, at around noon. And then after that it would become a frequent advertisement just like any other. In a while Marik and Malik went back to the hotel and went to sleep.
The next morning they woke up, bright eyed and bushy-tailed. Ready for anything and everything that the world of politics could dish out. Once they got out of bed and their uncomfortable business suits were on, they were out the door and on their way to the T.V station. Kaiba had told them to meet him there a little before the airing of the commercial.
When they arrived, Marik and Malik went up to the same room where Kaiba and Sanders were waiting for them.
"You're late." Kaiba was sitting next to Sanders.
Marik sat down, "Well, sorry. Jeez, haven't you ever heard of traffic?"
Malik sat next to him and looked up at the gigantic screen. "When is it coming on?"
"In about a minute," Sanders turned up the volume. "Ooh, ooh! Here it is!"
On the screen was George Bush sitting on the hotel bed. In less than a second a dark haired albino figure came on the scene, sat next to him, and they started to kiss. The zoom effect was then used and the pale figure was revealed once again as Michael Jackson.
Then Marik and Malik came on screen, "This is what's been going on behind America's back."
"Do you really want that in the White House?"
"Vote for us. Because, a vote for Marik is a vote against Michael."
The beginning scene ran again and then the commercial was off.
"Wow, that was better than I thought it would be!" Malik jumped up. "Did you see how good we were Kaiba?"
"I'm still stuck on that kissing scene."
Marik sat up, "Do you think Bush saw it?"
"Let's hope so." Sanders turned the volume down, "But you two have to tell me. Did you ever do anything that most people would disapprove of? Tell me now, so we can cover your tracks."
"Uh," Marik looked at his hikari, "Well... What's your definition of disapprove?"
"Oh, great! We'll be here all day!" Kaiba sat back down.
Just then Marik and Marik appeared on T.V again. Everyone turned their attention to the screen, and Sanders turned the volume up.
"Marik and Malik pretend to be innocent but this is what they do when they're not on T.V." It was John Kerry.
The next pictures that appeared were like a slideshow of snapshots taken from when Marik and Malik went on their little adventures. There was one of Marik shooting Yami with an arrow, another of them stealing a plane, and one more of Malik getting chased down the street by a naked old lady.
Then John Kerry and John Edwards took the screen again, "Would you want these two in office? Vote for John Kerry."
It went off and Sanders shot a look at the two Egyptians, "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!"
"Uh..." Malik looked at his yami.
"You said you've never done anything that America would disapprove of!"
"I didn't say anything like that!" Marik argued.
"Ugh." Kaiba sighed, "It's okay... we can fix it. We just have to do better. And no more stupid escapades!"
Marik and Malik looked disappointed, but nodded anyway. "Okay..."
Later on that day, George Bush held a press conference about the commercial that Marik and Malik aired and if it was true.
The room was packed full of reporters and photographers flashing cameras and getting there questions ready for when the president took the podium. Civilians were allowed in, but only in the back. Marik and Malik were there only out of curiosity.
Soon, Mr. Bush walked in with two bodyguards on either side of him. He made his way to the stand and started to speak, anyone with eyes could see he was nervous.
"Hello, fellow Americans." He paused, "I'm not going to beat around the bush. I know there have been some rumors about me lately. Commercials and video's have been shown and I have just one thing to say-"
He was cut off by an impatient reporter, "Sir! Did you have an affair with Michael Jackson at the Hilton Hotel, yes or no?!"
He sighed, "No."
Michael stood up out of the audience, "You liar! How could you deny all those nights of passion!? What about that 'I love you' line you used last night, was that a lie as well?!"
"Uh..."
"George! If you choose your reputation over me... than I just don't know what to say to you!" with that, they left the now silent room.
Laura (Bush's wife) was behind him astounded by what she'd just heard, "Oh my god..." she fainted and two men had two carry her away.
Marik and Malik had been silent throughout the whole thing but they couldn't withhold their laughter anymore, "HAHAHAHAHA!"
The room looked back at them then up to George Bush who was now escaping out the back door with a suitcase in hand and a sombrero on his head.
In a while the security told everyone to leave the conference room, including Marik and Malik. They went back to the hotel with smiles on their faces, knowing that they had sent Bush to Mexico and saved the world from yet another republican.