A/N: Here I am again with more insanity. I really should be working on that Pirates of the Caribbean story, but what the hey. Here I am writing this one. Oh well, this will be a short one anyway . . . about 5 or 6 chapters.

My thanks to Yami Silverdragon for your continual support, and I will be getting to reading your stuff along with everyone else's real soon. As for the Purple Unicorn. The story that Galen and Kel are from is called "The Quest for the Purple Unicorn". The Purple Unicorn is a tavern in which Kel plays at. The story is an original piece by James and me . . . mostly me. He made up the characters, and I twisted them a bit . . . quite a bit.

Anyway, folks be patient with me. I know that there is some story differences between what I am writing ant the series. When I came up with this idea, I had not seen all of the "Battle City Tournament" and I could not find a program guide. Cartoon Network has changed the time on the show, so I don't get to see it anymore, but I have found a program guide. I now know that Bakura attacked grandpa Mutou at the hospital, but we are going to pretend that it never happened for the sake of this story. Let's just say grandpa dropped Bakura off at the hospital and promptly left. And Bakura is going to discuss his cards at Burger World instead of on the plane to the finals.

Final note and disclaimer, Pikachu belongs in the Pokemon universe and nowhere near the Yu-Gi-Oh universe, but he is there anyway, and I don't own any of this, except for Kel and Galen, and Kel is a co-ownership. The titles of the chapters are still coming from Helloween songs, and there is no connection whatsoever with the story, except the titles, what the author is listening to, and the Japanese rather like them. There are various other song references in this story that aren't mine either, but hey, I'm writing this for pure pleasure, and I ain't getting a wooden nickle out of it. . . . And talking about money, just in case you don't know, a yen is worth about one or two cents.

Finally, on with the chapter . . .

Chapter 3: Kings Will Be Kings, Boys Will Be Boys

Having spent most of his life unconscious, or, at least, not in the same state of consciousness as everyone else, Kel was the first to wake from this shocking experience. Oh well, it wasn't the first time he had had an electrical shock. The tuning fork in the outlet at Nikodemus' tower didn't go over too well, and the wizard was none too happy about the situation, because not only did he miss his favorite show, but the back lash of the power surge fried its fair share of the gerbils powering the place, but that was a completely different story altogether. The Pikachu was happily sitting in the midst of the strewn bodies, and he was contentedly munching on a bag of jelly babies, that he filched from one of Galen's many pouches. Kel looked over at the yellow and black rodent, and a brilliant light bulb lit over his head. The illumination was too much for this little used utility, and the bulb burst, shattering shards of glass cascading around the blue haired hippie. He unslung his guitar (A gift from the drow who follow the Great Black Bard), took the plug, and shoved it into the Pikachu's mouth. The Pokemon sputtered and spewed some more of its famous vocabulary then sent an electrical current up the cord. Just what Kel wanted. He strummed the instrument that whined out its protest. Satisfied with the effect, the amazing bard began to jam in his discordant way.

"Wow! Do It Here

Do It there

And I have my specify

Do It Disc

And I am a real

Do It ist

Who needs Janis anyway!"

Several windows of the skyscrapers cracked and shattered. Many people in the streets covered their ears, screamed, and ran for cover. Four people collapsed on the spot and had to be rushed to the hospital. Some passing teens threw (or threw up) their lunches at him. Some six teens were found in dark alleys staring blankly and twiddling their lips. Some electrically animated monsters in a fierce duel battle instantly fell over and died. Pikachu screamed out in pain, and the plug fell from his mouth. This ceased the electrical noise, but Kel kept jamming away on the guitar. Most of the time he didn't have the electric for the instrument, and he sang to the music in his head. Besides, this society seemed to appreciate his brand of music.

The horrible wailing and discord woke the rest of the unconscious group, that no one seemed to feel inclined to call an ambulance for, much less notice a large group of bodies sprawled out on the concrete. When they woke, they wished that they hadn't, and they were ready to hurl their lunches, but Kel's song abruptly ended without rhyme or reason. The Pikachu uttered one of those non-Pokemon type of words, and the men turned pale, the women turned red, and Kel whipped out his notebook to write it down.

"Kel," Galen spoke, as he suddenly remembered the hate in the men's eyes, and that hatred was quickly returning to the tall blonde's deep brown eyes. "Are you sure that dueling with these folks is such a good idea?"

"The blonde growled something, that was a bit cleaner than the Pikachu's comment, but the idea was similar, and he grabbed Galen by the collars with intent of beating the stuffing out of the timid youth. "You damn Rare Hunter! I will show you and your master what for! No one messes with Joey Wheeler's mind and gets away with it!"

An equally tall lanky youth, with brown hair that hung in his face between shaded deep set piercing blue eyes, who looked enough like the blonde to be his brother, gracefully walked by the group. His long white coat flowed out dramatically, as if there was a breeze to blow it out like a cloak, even if the air was still around him, or whether he walked or stood still. That's what too much starch will do for you. A younger boy with a great mane of long shaggy black hair followed in his footsteps like a faithful dog.

"Hmpf! Granted they can find a mind in that trash," he sneered.

"Shut up, Kaiba. You'll get yours next," Joey growled back, "Can't you see that this is one of those scumbags that kidnapped Tea and me and your brother!"

Kel came between the apprentice and the irate bloodthirsty duelist, soon to be even more irate bloodthirsty duelists. He pried Joey's hands from Galen's collar, and he stepped on the hem of the apprentice's robes to keep him from fleeing to some dark unknown corner to hide. Galen held up his arms and cringed down to try and protect himself from an oncoming rather nasty onslaught.

"This ain't cool at all!" The bard announced, "He ain't no Rare Hunter. He's just a Sorcerer's Apprentice."

"Uh, but, Kel, sir," he complained nervously, "I do have some rare things on me, and master does encourage me to seek out the rare."

The shaggy haired youth, who followed Kaiba, came between the quarrel with Kel. He also looked Galen over and shook his black mane.

"Seto," he said to the tall brown haired youth with the amazing coat, "He's not one of the men who took me. The Rare Hunters wear purple robes and have the symbol of the eye on the hood."

Galen stopped pulling at the foot of his robe, that Kel's determined foot made sure would stay in place. He looked down at the child then up at the tall youth. "I saw some fellows like that when we came upon the street."

"They're all over the place," remarked the brown haired girl with the vast tracks of land.

"Kel and me, we aren't with them. We're new here."

"Yeah, like we're from way out there!" Kel exclaimed, as he whipped out his guitar and prepared to do another special new song.

The blonde girl tackled him and remarked, "You're way out there all right!", as she pulled the guitar away from him and threatened to smash the anti bard over the head with it. He, being a bit shorter than her, got a good view of certain parts of her anatomy, and other odes came to mind.

Galen, now being free, moved to make his escape, but the small teen boy with the wild tri-colored hair and the interesting oversized pendant stopped him. He held up his hands and looked up at the frightened apprentice with those large friendly lavender eyes.

"Hi there!" he exclaimed cheerfully, "I'm Yugi Mutou. I think Mokuba's right. You're no Rare Hunter. You seem too nice to be one of Marik's slaves."

"Uh, thank you, I think," he answered with a broad smile, "My name's Galen. My friend and I are dimensional travelers."

"Hey! I say we all introduce ourselves and go get a bit to eat."

So, after a few more acts of minor violence against the overly amorous bard, everyone made their peace and introduced themselves. Kaiba and his brother pooed the bunch of them and went on their way. They had bigger fish to fry and there was still that third Egyptian God Card out there.

The tall blonde was Joey Wheeler, and the younger girl was his baby sister Serenity, who had just been released from the hospital after her eye surgery. The older man was Solomon Mutou, and he was Yugi's grandpa, and most of the kids called him Mr. Mutou, but Yugi called him Grandpa, and Joey just called him gramps. The other boy was introduced as Tristain Taylor. The other girls were Tea Gardner and Mai Valentine. When the blonde introduced herself, Kel exclaimed a hearty, "My Mai My! Will you be My Valentine?" She decked him.

The Pikachu reclaimed his position on top of Galen's head. He gave a hearty trill of "Pikachu!" When the conversation turned to food. The guys wanted hamburgers. Tea wanted to take these strangers to some place more Japanese. The guys won out and gave a hearty "Hoorah!" Tea groaned. She had spent enough time at Burger World when she worked there.

So, the nine people and the Pokemon of this large party picked the biggest baddest table in the place, and once they did some furniture rearrangement, they were able to seat all of them. They all ordered burger meals of some sorts. Tea and Serenity ordered a normal adult hamburger, drink and fries. Everyone else ordered kid's meals, so that they could get a toy, and Joey ordered two. Kel asked for his burger to be smothered in mushrooms.

When the meals arrived, all the guys, Pikachu, and Mai tore into their toy packages. The toys of the month were Nintendo characters. Yugi got a Mario; Joey got a Luigi and a Donkey Kong toy. Mai got Princess Toadstool, and Kel got a magic Mushroom man to flirt with her. Grandpa got a Yoshi toy. Galen got a Link toy from the Zelda games, and Pikachu got a Kirby toy, that made him trill his name in strange ways. Tea just rolled her eyes, and Serenity only smiled.

They all sat around and made conversation and played with their toys. Kel made animated conversation with the mushrooms on his sandwich, and Galen asked Yugi about his interesting pendant. The young apprentice took his charm off, and Yugi, being the naive twit, that he was and not learning his lesson with the Rare Hunter at the beginning of the season, cheerfully handed the Millennium Puzzle over.

Yugi sneezed and sneezed from the peculiar mixed scents of asundrious herbs in the charm. "My pendant is the Millennium Puzzle," he told his companion between sneezes, "There's a spirit of a pharaoh that lives in it."

"Wow!" he cried out rather impressed, as he held the heavy golden piece up and examined it in the light, "What's a pharaoh?"

"An Egyptian king," Tea pointed out smartly, "They were thought of like gods."

"Wow! Indeed!" he exclaimed, as they exchanged their necklaces back.

Yugi broke the puzzle into pieces, and he and Galen enjoyed themselves putting it back together. Somewhere in his home dimension, Yami Yugi rolled his eyes and groaned, "Oh no, not again!"
A white haired brown eyes boy walked into the restaurant quietly. Yugi perked up perkier than usual and called out happily, "Hey, Bakura! Come and join the party!"

"Uh . . ." the boy said shyly, as he took a step back. His eyes strayed to the large table of the burger party. He had hoped to come to Burger World at this odd hour of the afternoon to sit quietly in a corner booth and argue with his not so nice alter ego in peace.

Yugi hopped out of his chair and took the other boy's hand. "Come on. I want you to meet my new friends," he exclaimed with more bubble than any young boy should ever have. Bakura blushed fiercely, as Yugi introduced him to his new friends. "This is Ryo Bakura. He's a transfer student to my school," he announced, and with a knowing wink, he added, "He lives by himself in an apartment in Domino City."

"Way out groovy, man," Kel remarked, since he lost the argument with his mushroom burger and ate it. So, his attentions were back with the present party. "Can we invite all the cool chicks over, and I'll bring the mushrooms!"
The white haired boy turned a bright shade of red and turned away from the bard. The quiet Galen came into his sights . . . well, more specifically, the book at the one eyed youth's side. He took a seat softly next to the brown haired youth. Galen was more than happy to share his great find with Bakura. It was not often one found someone interested in necromancy, who didn't want to skewer, sacrifice, or do other unseemly nasty things to a person. Bakura only smile. He hid his true intent well. Yugi happily ordered a kid's meal for his friend, and the white haired teen got a King Koopa toy. After some interesting little duels with all of their toys, the guys talked Galen into taking off his eye patch to see his real battle wounds. The youth blushed deeply, but the guys won out. The teen boys found the smooth flesh that covered the empty eye socket quite intriguing. The girls were just appropriately grossed out. That made Joey, Yugi, and Tristain quite pleased with themselves. When the entire hubbub settled down, Bakura became all the more interested in that special book that Galen carried, and the two of them perused the book. Pikachu became interested in Galen's fries and began to peruse them. Kel was more than a little interested in Mai, and he tried to peruse her, but he ended up unconscious under the table again.

"Necromancy is a truly fascinating science," Bakura pointed out in his soft-spoken voice.

"Master says necromancy is not a science, but it is one of the true magicks. He doesn't care much for science."

"Is your deck necromantic, too?" he requested.

"I don't play cards. Master says that cards are a load of crock. Kel is the card player between us. He brought me here to show me how it is done."

"Oh, I see," he answered with a most wicked gleam in his dark eyes that suggested a darker personality underneath.

The conversation turned to their respective decks and great duels fought. So, that left about half of the party out. So, Tristain proceeded to flirt with Serenity, and he soon found himself unconscious under the table with Kel. Serenity may not have got his advances, but her older brother understood them well enough. he had used many of those lines for less than honorable intents. Tea just sat back with her arms crossed and a pout on her face. This could have been due to the lack of knowledge about Duel Monsters or more likely the 6500-yen bill she received for their meals. No one had a real job, and, therefore, no one had any money. Grandpa ran a game shop, but it had been closed for most of the week, so that he could watch his grandson play in the tournament. Besides, he didn't make much money anyway. Yugi's mom paid for most of the expenses of the household. So, Tea, who had a part time job to pay for dance school, got stuck with the bill. Galen, strangely enough, was able to participate in the conversation. He didn't know diddlysquat about Duel Masters, but when Bakura revealed some of his cards, he recognized some of the critters. Most of the audience felt a bit queasy, and hamburgers and fries came up for protest. Galen just cheerfully pointed out how many of these nasty undead critters he had actually seen. Some of the spells, he not only recognized, but also he actually knew the incantations for. Pikachu just helped himself to Tristain's unattended plate of food.

Kel stood up big and proud and banged his head on the table. Oh well, he had been hit with harder things in the last hour. So, he did it again and surfaced among the throng of people. "And I have come with my super duper deck to challenge the biggest and baddest competitor!"