Bijoux: Okay, a quick note, I'm not proud of the last chapter...but it kinda resulted in Corad sending some offensive email to some innocent person...(shudders)...I don't know why she didn't let me deal with my own troubles...not that I cared all that much about it...anyway...she better not have put that email under my name...(shakes fist at Corad's bedroom door) so I'm sorry to that person...anyway...I don't own Yugioh....never have....never will....
Chapter 9- YOU DID WHAT?!!!
Marik awoke to the smell of something cooking downstairs. He climbed out of bed and slumped down the stairs toward the kitchen. Once he reached the kitchen he began to panic at the sight of Yami back in the house trying to make breakfast for Tristan, Duke and Joey.
"PHARAOH!!! NOOOO!" Marik screamed as something that resembled bacon and eggs flew out the waffle iron and splattered on the ceiling right next to other numerus attempts of breakfast, such as scrambled eggs, pancakes, toast, a stick of butter and things that Marik couldn't even make out…
"What…?" Yami asked in a plain tone as something in the microwave blew up behind him.
"Awww…there goes the coffee…." Duke moaned as he opened the microwave door and pulled out something that slightly resembled Kaiba's prized coffee machine.
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?!!!" Marik screamed as he scampered over to Duke and snatched coffee machine away. "YOU MORON!!!"
Duke cowered back to the breakfast table with Joey and Tristan sitting at it.
"Hey man, we're only tryin ta make ya some breakfast…den you come and get angry with dus…" Joey complained. Marik slowly turned his head to face Joey and death glared him.
"Shut up man…Marik is obviously not a morning person…" Tristan whispered at Joey, Marik however heard this comment.
"In fact he could get real angry at us for no reason…you know what he's like man…even worse than when Tea get's angry…" Tristan whispered.
"Yeah Tristan maybe your right…Marik is pretty women like to get angry at everything…" Duke whispered. Marik was hearing the whole conversation; even over the racket Yami was making while he was trying to make coffee in the blender, on top of the stove.
"WOMEN?!!!" Marik screamed as he picked up Duke and threw him out the window. Marik stood hunched over the breakfast bar trying to catch his breathe and to calm down. That however didn't come very successful, due to the fact that Yami was screaming on the count of the bottom of the blender was beginning to melt from the hot plate underneath it.
"Pharaoh…." Marik groaned as he turned the stove down and shooed Yami away. Yami whimpered over to the table and sat down.
Marik sighed then told Joey, Yami and Tristan to get out of the kitchen so he could clean up with peace. He felt kinda bad kicking Tristan out, because he, for once, seemed to be the intelligent one and didn't irritate him as much as the others.
Mokuba soon emerged out of bed and had appeared at Marik's side as he tried to mop the roof clean again.
"Um…Mr. Marik…what happened to my brother's, once clean, kitchen…?" Mokuba asked trying hard not to upset Marik.
"Little girl…" Marik began.
"Boy…" Mokuba corrected him.
"Whatever…" Marik moaned.
"Little boy…there comes a time in your kitchen's days, when it's attacked by a bunch of moochers….Moochers who think they can cook…" Marik hissed, eyeing the lounge room every now and then to make sure Yami and co. were still there, hopefully feeling sorry for themselves for thinking they could cooked like a decent human being…
"Oh…okay…" Mokuba sighed as he slumped into the lounge room to watch the hoobs. Tristan, Joey and Yami were all fairly happy when they saw their fuzzy TV friends; they clapped and cheered at them for their adventures but booed and threw tomatoes at the screen when they had to end to the telly Tubbies could go on air instead. Many tomatoes and rude insults were thrown at the TV when the Telly Tubbies came one. Tinky Winkie and La la were the main attraction of being payed out…due to…well….yeah….
Bijoux: Neh....you people know the drill....(falls asleep...)....