I know...This is a short chapter, considering it took me almost a month to finish it...;

Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh or The Apprentice.

((Board Room))

"Alright! I've called you all here today to give you your next job! Teams, select another leader, and head to the front hall!" Kaiba stood in front everyone wearily. "Great." Kaiba thought. "Another day with these idiots!"

"I didn't know there was a front hall..." Joey shrugged at Yami.

"JUST GO!!!" Kaiba snapped his briefcase shut and marched out of the board room with out another word.

((Front Hall))

"Who should our leader be this week?" Ishizu looked around at her team mates. Then sighed. A teen who didn't know that there were 30 seconds in a minute and a man that talked to socks. Great.

Pegasus grinned and pulled out his sock puppet. "I think I should! With my leadership skills, and Funny Bunny's humor, we're sure to be the perfect leaders for this team!"

"...No."

"You freaky-Egyptian people spoil all the fun..."

"WE'RE NOT FREAKY!!!!!!!!"

Ishizu grabbed a paper bag from her pocket and began to breathe into in.

"Do you always carry that with you?" Joey asked.

"Living with Marik....wouldn't you?"

"...Good point."

Ishizu stopped hyperventilating and put the bag back in her pocket. "Since Joey was leader last week, I'll be leader this week."

"Fine with me."

((Team One))

"I should be leader!"

Marik snorted. "I should!"

"That would be like handing over the world on a silver plate!"

"Its platter, you idiot! Silver platter!!"

"I can say whatever I want to because I rule Egypt! And I say I should be leader!"

"Correction, you idiot-used to rule Egypt. And no! I should!"

"I have an idea! We'll both do rock, paper, scissors to see who should be leader!"

"Fine! One..."

"Two..."

"Three!"

Both of them held out their hand. Yami had scissors, while Marik had selected paper.

Yami stuck out his tongue at Marik. "Aha! I win!!"

"Um...no you don't!"

Yami's expression is better described with keyboard characters: (:/) "Yes I do! Scissors beats paper!...right?"

"Um....no it doesn't."

"Scissors cut paper!"

"Yea, but then the two halves of paper come back and wrap around the scissors, making it unusable!"

Yami's blank stare said it all. "What are you talking about?!?"

Marik nodded. "It's true! It's in the rule book!" He held up a book, or better described as what looked like a 'book report'. It was a couple of pieces of loose-leaf paper held together by two sheets of colored construction paper.

"Let me see that." Yami grabbed the book out of Marik's hands and opened it.

The title of the book was: 'Rock, Paper, Scissors...How to Beat Your Friends Every Time'! By Marik Ishtar. It was scribbled on the cover of the book in purple crayon.

Yami opened the book and began to read it. Once he finished, he closed the book, oblivious to the fact that the book was a fake.

Marik beamed happily. "It's all in there!"

"Well...if it's in the rules..."

"So I win?" Marik twiddled his thumbs, his voice drowning in innocence.

"I guess so..."

Marik clasped his hand together in glee. "Yes!" He coughed. "Idiot!"

"Bless you."

Marik frowned. "Wha...oh yea! Right! I sneezed....you idiot."

Kaiba entered the front hall, carrying his trademark briefcase. "All right! Now that we're all here, I'll give you your next assignment."

"Why couldn't you just give it to us when we were in the board-" Joey started.

"BECAUSE I'M IN CHARGE AND I SAID SO!!!!"

"...um...okay..." Everyone took a step back, away from Kaiba.

Kaiba cleared his throat. "Anyways...your assignment this week...You have to go door-to-door selling boxes of cookies. Team that sells the most in 1 hour wins. GO!!"

Everyone was silent for a moment, then the room broke out into shrieks of protest.

"Are you serious?!?"

"How old do you think we are?!?"

"What does this have to do with anything?!?"

"Who ate my doughnut?!?"

Everyone was quiet after the last statement, and turned to the person who it came from.

Joey shrugged innocently. "What? Somebody ate my doughnut and you were all asking questions and stuff so..."

Kaiba shook his head. "Whatever! Go!"

"No!" Everyone objected.

"Yes!" Kaiba

"No!!!!"

Kaiba grinned evilly. "GUARDS?!?"

"Alright! We're going, we're going!" Joey put his hands up defensively.

Yami slid off his chair, ready to run from the guards, if necessary. "Just don't throw us outside again!"

Marik jumped up so suddenly that his chair toppled backwards, right onto Yami's foot. "I still have a bruise on my arm that looks like Noah Kaiba!"

Everyone turned to look at Marik. "What?!?"

Marik: "What? I do! See?" He rolled up a sleeve, revealing a nasty purple bruise just below his elbow.

"Eww..." Everyone groaned.

"Looks more like Tristan to me-" Pegasus said through his sock puppet.

Kaiba's face looked as green as Noah's hair. "Okay! Okay! Just get out!"

((Outside))

((Team One)) Time remaining: 58 min. Cookies sold: 0 boxes

Marik and Yami walked down the street, wondering where they should go first.

"Where should we go first?" Yami asked his partner.

"I don't know." Came the response. "First house we see, I guess."

They continued on in silence for a few moments, before spotting a house.

"I'll ring the doorbell!" Yami raced up the front steps and Marik followed after.

Ding –Dong!

After a few seconds, the door swung open, revealing a very surprised teen. Tristan Taylor. But before he could say anything to the two, Marik beat him to it.

"Tristan? You live here?" Marik sputtered.

"I think so..."Tristan stepped outside to look at the address, and a look of relief crossed his face. "Phew! I was afraid I went into the wrong house again!"

"What do you mean 'again'?" Marik frowned. "Tristan, how can go into the wrong house?"

"Well, the old man who lived in that house was so nice...she reminded me of my mom..."

"You thought that an old man was your mother?" Yami interrupted.

"Well...It was an easy mistake! Anyone would have made it!"

"...I-" Marik started.

"Hey Marik, that bruise on your arm looks just like me!" Tristan grinned, pointing at the spirit's bruise.

Marik squinted. "I thought it looked like Noah Kaiba..."

Tristan turned his head to one side, and stared at the bruise for a long time. "...Yea! It does, actually!"

"I thought so!" Marik grinned.

Yami's vein popped. "Marik! Stay on topic!" Turning to Tristan, he frowned. "Do you want to buy some cookies?" He asked bitterly.

Tristan scratched his head. "Actually, I'm on a diet and-"

"BUY THE DAMN COOKIES!!!!!!!" Yami exploded.

"Um...I'll take 5 boxes..." He slowly inched away from the explosive Egyptian.

"JUST 5?!?!?"

"10! I'll take 10 boxes!!"

"THAT'S MORE LIKE IT!!!!" Yami screeched. Then, he returned to normal. "Now, will that be cash or charge?"

Tristan fell over.

((Team Two)) Time remaining: 30 min. Cookies sold: 3 boxes

Ishizu looked up from the calculator she was working with and frowned. "We only have a half an hour left!"

"And we only sold 3 boxes of cookies!!" Pegasus whined.

Joey frowned. "Not really. We only sold two. One was stolen and the other one...well, the only reason we sold that one was because we sold it to a bald guy and we told him the cookies would make his hair grow back."

Ishizu scratched her head. "Still, he counts."

"Fine. 2 boxes sold."

Pegasus pulled out his sock puppet. "I still never found that four-leaf clover..." He walked over to nearby tree and began searching.

Ishizu sighed. "Okay Joey. I guess it's up to you and me!"

Joey stood in the middle of the sidewalk, balancing one of the cookie boxes on his head. "Hey Ishizu look what I can do!" The box fell off his head, smashing its contents. "Oops..."

"Okay...I guess I'll do it myself..."

((Team one)) Time remaining: 20 min. Boxes sold: 10

((House #2))

Marik rang the door bell on their second house.

Ryou Bakura frowned when he opened the door and saw Marik standing there. "Um...Hello Marik...what do you want?"

Marik cleared his throat and read from an index card that Yami had given him. "Hello Sir or Madam, would you like to buy some cookies? Hold out box. Hold out box? Oh!" He held out the box he carried in his other hand.

Yami smacked his forehead. "Argh! Idiot!!"

Ryou turned to Yami, grinning. "Hi Yami. What are you doing here?"

"We're all competing in a game show for a spot as Kaiba's apprentice."

"...Why would you wanna work for Kaiba?"

Yami paused, thinking. "I have no idea. I'm out of here!" He turned around and started to walk down the front stairs.

Three Kaiba Corporation guards suddenly appeared. They stood in front of Yami, blocking his path. "No you're not!" They said.

"And why not?!?" Yami protested.

The Guards whispered something into Yami's ear, and then pushed him in the direction of the stairs. Yami's face was all red as he walked back up the stairs to Ryou's stairs. The Kaiba Corp. guards then turned and left, talking into their walkie-talkies.

Marik and Ryou looked at each other.

"What was that all about, Yami?" His partner said.

Yami shook his head. "Two words: Blackmail"

Ryou frowned. "Isn't that one word?"

Yami thought for a moment. "I dunno..." He turned to Ryou. "So you wanna buy some cookies or not?"

Ryou shrugged. "Sure. I'll take 2 boxes."

"Thanks!"

((Team Two)) Time remaining: 10 min. Boxes sold: 2

Ishizu groaned. "It's been 20 minutes and we haven't sold anymore boxes!"

Joey agreed. "I know. Kaiba should have given us something easier to sell to people."

"Like what?"

"Glow-in-the-dark underwear."

"Glow-in-the-dark underwear?!" Ishizu shrieked, her eyes wide.

Joey smiled. "Yea! Some people might not like cookies, or they can be allergic. But who doesn't use glow-in-the-dark underwear?"

"Joey, I don't use-" Her voice trailed off. Then, thinking better of it, continued her sentence. "You're right. Who doesn't like glowing underwear?"

"Told ya."

Pegasus the came out from behind a tree wearing a crown made of four-leaf clovers. "Hey guys! Look what I found! There's a whole bunch of clovers behind that tree!"

Ishizu slapped her hand on her forehead. "I hope Kaiba fires me..."

Yami and Marik turned the corner, approaching the Kaiba Corp. front entrance. Spotting Ishizu, Marik walked up to her, but before he could say anything, she did.

"How many boxes did you sell, Marik?"

"12." He said, shrugging. "How about you?"

Before she could answer, Kaiba opened his office window and shouted down the street, "TIMES UP!!!!!!!!"

"Kaiba! We're right here!" Joey said looking up, shielding his eyes against the sun with his hand. "Why are you yelling?!?"

Kaiba looked down. "What? Oh. Well, times up." He slammed the window shut, the after a few seconds, opened it again. "Did you guys see that? I didn't close the window on my finger this time!" He slammed the window shut, crushing his finger as he did so. Even through the closed window, his curses and screaming could still be heard.

Marik rolled his eyes. "So? How many Ishizu?"

Kaiba opened the window one last time. He stuck his head out; his finger lodged in his mouth. "Boardroom! NOW!!!"

((Boardroom))

Kaiba slammed his briefcase on the desk and turned to Yami. "Alright Team one! How many boxes did you sell?"

"What the Hell does he keep in that damn suitcase?!?!" Joey whispered to Yami. "He carries it around like he super-glued his hand to it!"

Yami shrugged and frowned. "He probably locked his kindness inside-"

"I SAID- 'TEAM ONE! HOM MANY BOXES DID YOU SELL?!?!'" Kaiba wasn't in a good mood, but then again when was he ever?

"12, Kaiba." Yami retorted.

"And Team two?"

Ishizu coughed. "2."

"Then Team One wins."

Yami jumped up. "We won!!"

"And it was all thanks to my leader ship skills!" Marik boasted.

Yami shook his head. "I'm gonna save my energy and not answer that one."

Kaiba: "So team two loses...which means one of you is going home. Pegasus, you're fired."

Pegasus: "What? Me?!?!"

"Yes you! Now get out!" Kaiba said, booting up his laptop.

Ishizu rolled her head to one side. "You're not even gonna call a boardroom meeting for us?"

"No. I wanted Pegasus out from the start. But then team one lost last week...so I couldn't fire him."

"So Pegasus being fired has nothing to do with how he sold cookies?" Joey queried.

"Not really."

"...Works for me!"

Ishizu smacked her forehead. "Why did Pegasus have to go? WHY?!?"

"Why Ishizu? You wanted him to stay?" Marik smirked.

Ishizu gagged. "No! I wanted to be fired! I'm sick of this game!"

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That's all for this chapter. Please R&R! And you can you can also tell me who'd like voted out next, if you'd like.