Chapter Twelve- Personality Changes
"Marik," began Bakura, "You don't just stuff people into backpacks. They will suffocate. Get him out of there!" he tried to get the bag from Marik but Marik pulled the bag out of Bakura's reach and started playing a game of keep-away-from-Bakura.
"But he knows, Kura-chan!"
"Don't call me Kura-chan!!"
Marik paused for a second. "You look like a 'Kura-chan'," he observed.
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
'Quit your senseless bickering!' yelled the boy from the bag.
"Shut up!" Bakura yelled, and whacked the boy in the bag.
"Don't hit him!" Marik yelled, and hit Bakura in the face with the bag with the boy in it, because Bakura hit the boy in the bag.
'Don't hurt me!' yelled the boy in the bag, and he kicked Marik in the gut, for hitting Bakura in the face with the bag he was in, because Bakura had hit the boy in the bag.
"I'm on your side!" Marik yelled back, and slammed the bag with the boy in it on the sidewalk, where Bakura was standing, but he leapt to the side, which made him fall into the street where it had just rained, so he got all wet, and the bag got splashed that had the boy in it, along with the M-squared negative 3000 which also got wet, and all these things were happening simultaniously, in other words: at the same time, and they happened because the boy in the bag kicked Marik in the gut, because Marik hit Bakura in the face with the bag with the boy in it, because Bakura whacked the boy in the bag.
Marik, Bakura, and the boy in the bag all froze for like ten seconds after they heard the sound of electricity whirring slightly when the water hit. Bakura stared at Marik, and Marik stared at Bakura, before diving into the backpack and getting the computerish-thing.
"Oh, please, oh, please, oh, please, oh, please, oh, please," Marik repeated over and over again, like he was praying as he set up the machine. "Don't die, please, oh, please, don't die on me. Ishizu will kill me!" the computer kept making ewwy pukey noises.
Bakura ran around like an idiot, "It's okay, right?! It did those things before right?! It will survive right?!?!?!" he practically shook Marik's head off as he quickly lost his mind.
Marik finished typing, his arms drooping to his sides.
"Mawik?" whined Bakura.
Marik dramatically shook his head, "We lost it."
"NNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!" Bakura screeched, "IT CAN'T BEEEEEEEE!!!!!" he kept running around, oceans of tears running down his face.
The Egyptian blonde grabbed Bakura and shook his shoulders hard, "GET A GRIP! WE CAN GET THROUGH THIS, BUT YOU HAVE TO KEEP YOUR HEAD!!!" Clearly Marik's head had finally cleared from the previous falls, and Bakura had reverted back to insanity.
Bakura stopped crying and nodded his head with big chibi eyes, "Mm-hmm."
Marik looked toward the backpack, which still had the boy in it, and shook his head, "I can't believe this. We let this," he kicked the bag, "get in the way of our friendship." Maybe Marik wasn't exactly back to himself, "From now on, let's promise that we won't fight, even though some things get in the way."
Bakura cried, "Of course! I'm so glad you're still my friend!" he hugged his best friend and it was a very touching moment, until the M-squared negative 3000 whirred back to life.
Bakura gasped, "It's… it's ALIVE!!" he happily leapt in the air.
Marik hopped down to where the computer was, "I think it'll work perfectly again! All we have to do is go to an electronic store!" he picked up the machiny-thingy along with the backpack, "Let's go!"
oi, that was a lot of run-on sentences. didn't ya just love 'em?
hiei: no. i wasn't in them.
me: yeah. right. to the reviewers: Theif King Bakura Sama Lover: bakura in a dress was an oppurtunity that i just couldn't pass up. glad you love it! Eve-Of-Misery: (is tied up to a chair) you shall never get it out of me!! i'll never tell who the stalker is!!
so what i'm saying is... review!! i know you want to!!