Okay so here's the third chapter of Psychotic double! Next chapter is my turn!

Psychotic Double has been turned into a joint fic between Flower Petals and I know so this chaptyer is by her! You should be able to tell coz her writing's better!

I kacked reading this, it was so damn funny! I guarantee you'll like it! ^^

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"Let me drive!" growled a dangerous voice.

The reply was short and definitive. "No, Marik. Remember what happened last time?"

"What happened 'last time'?" Ayera asked curiously, as she diligently brushed strands of her long hair.

Mumbling ensued from the back seat of the convertible, and an almost guilty voice answered, "I kind of ran over an old hag."

"And?" Malik asked, peering at the yami from the rear view mirror.

"And all her groceries. . ." Marik admitted.

"And?"

"A kid or two. . ."

"And?"

Ayera stopped brushing her hair. "And?" she asked Marik.

"A dog," said Marik. His guilty face was overcome by an evil pleasureful look a moment, before he shook his head, dismissing his thoughts and gave Marik a few pokes to the shoulder blades. "Please?"

"No."

The poking became more persistent.

"Ouch! Cut that out! Besides, it looks like we're here."

Malik pulled into a crowded parking lot in front of a dark building that shook from the vibrations of the loud music being played inside. Many people were gathered outside, some standing in dark corners smoking, others speaking animatedly with their friends. But most were standing in a long line outside the entrance.

Ayera immediately recognized three of the partiers, and hopped out of the convertible to greet them. "Hi Tea! Ready to party?"

"Hell yeah!" Tea said, placing her hands on her hips over her low-rise dull pink skirt.

Beside her, Bakura was sniffing the palms of his hand.

"What the hell are you doing?" Marik asked, as he came to stand beside Ayera.

"It's his hormone fragranced cologne," Bakura replied, taking a big whiff from his armpits. "Supposed to attract the ladies." He rose his eyebrows suggestively at Marik.

"Damn, go try it out!" Marik suggested.

Ayera rolled her eyes and turned to Seto Kaiba who looked as though he was being forced to eat worms in a dress. "What's your problem?"

"Oh, he said he had to come along," Tea said, unenthusiastically. "Besides. Ryou wasn't with Bakura, so there was room in the jeep."

"I hate clubs," Kaiba announced, glaring down at everybody with his evil, narrow stare.

"Uh-huh," Ayera mumbled. "Whatever. The point is, we came here to have a good time right? So lets party!"

"Agreed!" shouted everyone, except Kaiba who had muttered at the same time, "I hate parties," and Bakura who was busy being bitch-slapped by a whole bunch of women he had asked to smell his armpits.

Once inside, the gang mused over all the people dancing to the unbelievably loud music. Kaiba left them then, rattling off a list of reasons he hated music. Tea grabbed Ayera's hand and dragged her to the dance floor to find a partner.

Marik was glancing down at his skin tight white T-shirt, with a look of concern. "Does this outfit make me look fat?"

"It's not the outfit," Malik sighed, and walked off somewhere to find a quiet place.

"Oh," Marik said, sounding relieved. Then it dawned on him. "Er, hey! You better get back here or else I'll-"

"What?" asked a sexy voice.

Turning, Marik found a chick in a form-fitting black dress, dark hair piled high above her head.

"Wanna dance?"

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Sitting in a circle in a room of the abandoned English mansion, were Ryou, Joey, and Yugi each holding a hand of cards.

"Ya got a 7, Ryou?" queried Joey.

"Go fish," the white-haired teenager replied, chocolately brown eyes looking over the cards he held in his hands.

"Ya got a 7, Yug?" Joey asked.

"Hey, it's my turn!" Yugi snapped. "And I think I'll ask you. . .do you have a 7?"

"Go fish."

Yugi sprang to his feet. "I know you have a 7 because when you went out of turn, you asked me if I had a 7!"

Joey was about to retort something back, when thunder suddenly sounded in the deep, and lightning illuminated the sky.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!" shrieked Yugi, and dashed off.

Ryou blinked. "I wonder-"

"Ya got a 7, Ryou?" Joey interrupted.

The poor albino shook his head helplessly. "This is going to be a long night. . ."

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After dancing with a few guys who she felt were nowhere near as good as she was, Ayera mouthed to Tea she was going to get a drink, and strutted off towards the bar.

"How may I help-" began the bar tender, but one look at the mini around her hips, and he fainted.

"Ug!" Ayera whined. "It's not that short." She sighed. "I guess I'll get my own drink."

A few minutes later, she sat on a stool, legs crossed, as she watched everyone dancing. Her eyes scanned across the room until she found Bakura, who she noted with amusement, was dancing with himself, then searched for her cousin, or Marik.

Marik, she found, was dancing with a number of girls. As she watched, she slowly became aware of a horrible, tight feeling in her stomach and suddenly, she couldn't watch any more.

What's gotten into me? Am I actually sort of. . .jealous? Impossible!

Turning away, she noticed Seto Kaiba scowling at the ground.

"Want some?" she asked, gesturing towards her drink.

"No. I hate red plastic cups."

"Oh, that's it!" Ayera exclaimed, and dashed off in search of her cousin, who she found observing the dancing from a corner. "Take me home."

"What? What about-"

Ayera jerked her head towards the dance floor where everyone was busy dancing with their partners, (Marik having more then one, and Bakura still dancing with himself).

"Take me home."

"Fine."

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Yugi returned to find that Joey had pounced on Ryou, accusing him of hiding his 7's. The fight stopped, however, when they both noticed that Yugi was covered in something shiny.

"What the-"

"I covered myself in rubber so the lightning can't get me!" Yugi explained.

"Uh, Yugi," said Ryou, "that's plastic."

"No it's not. It's rubber!"

"Read the letters, buddy," Joey suggested.

"Plastic bags," Yugi read from the shiny material adorning his front. "Made in China. . .Oh. . ."

Lightning flashed again.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!" Yugi cried, and frantically ran about in circles. "It's going to eat me!"

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"What's troubling you?" Malik asked, shooting curious glances at his cousin every once in awhile. He pulled onto the highway.

Ayera was brushing her hair furiously in the passenger seat.

"Tell me what's troubling you."

"No!"

"Tell me."

"No."

"Come on-"

"No."

"Look-"

"Tree!" Ayera suddenly shrieked.

"What!"

"Malik, look out for that tree!"

"Oh, come on, who do you take me for? George?"

"No Malik, TREE!"

"What the-" Then came a scream that was impossibly high-pitched for any woman, let alone any man. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Crash!

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Well I don't know about you guys but that was awesome! My fave chapter of this story, bummwer it wasn't ME who wrote it! Oh well!

Luv Sapphire Rains and Flower Petals!

Ciao Bella!