Before I can thank the reviewers and start with this story, there's something you guys should know. Recently, I got an email from Bijoux (you know from the stories by Corad and Bijoux), saying that someone's has stolen my poem 'Blizzard Winds' and posted it on Quizilla, without my permission and without giving me any credit! She also stole four of Corad and Bijoux's stories as well. So then I (along with Bijoux and Corad) emailed the person who runs Quizilla and am now waiting for their response. (I'll think I'll email them again, but if you guys have other suggestions, then….)
So if you're looking in my profile and you see: 'DO NOT STEAL ANY OF THESE STORIES WITHOUT MY PERMISSION OR WITHOUT GIVING ME ANY CREDIT! YOU WILL BE FOUND OUT!' and the person who's responsible for stealing my poem on it, then I suggest you not steal my stories/poems, including the one you're reading now. That goes for any of these other stories on this website!
If you're reading this and have stolen someone else's poem/story and posted it on another website (and I'm not accusing anyone!), then I suggest you give them credit or delete it, before other people find out about this.
I haven't forgotten about you guys! So now I would like to thank a certain anonymous reviewer, Whuh? (even though the person should've given me his/her screen name, since it's weird that that's the only name I found of him/her, no offense) for the idea of a fight scene. And I would like to thank the other reviewers as well: MartyrsSoul, DevilDucky1304, Jennchow, cherry-star-aus, tcg/animefan, Kaily, Heather, Sugacoated-Cherries, and Raberba girl
Entry Three Part Two: Unexpected Guests: Noa and Alistair (Amelda)
9:15 P.M.
I felt like I was in a bar fight; only I was in my bedroom, kicking Alistair's ass. He (as in Alistair) wanted to take Mokuha away, since the whore hasn't found his little brother (yet) and since Mokuba reminded him of his lost brother, but he would have to fight me. To sum up our first fight without duel monsters, I've decided to write a poem about it. Whatever you do, don't laugh!
Throwing his body at the wall opposite me,
I am kicking Alistair's ass!
He fights like a girl
Only throwing weak punches
That go into the palms of my hands.
I punch his nose
Making it real bloody.
Blood drips on my hard wooden floor.
His body lies frail,
Helpless,
Unconscious.
And I thought that poetry was only for girls or sissies like Pegasus.
9:20 P.M.
I stare at Alistair's unconscious body for a while. I don't know if I should be generous like last time and send him to the hospital. WHAT WAS I THINKING? The whore's always blaming me, saying that I'm like that bastard who I call a stepfather. Isn't there one single person I've met who hasn't said that I'm the one to blame?
Hmmm, there's Yugi and his gang. No, they said it was my fault that Noa trapped us all in the virtual world.
Mokuba? I sighed. I remember us wandering around in the virtual world and Noa showing us images from our past, but all it did was turn us against each other. Mokuba said that I don't smile as often as I used to and that he wanted things back to the way they were before we met Gozaboro. Then things turned ugly when Noa brainwashed him.
Who could blame him? To passersby, I looked like a kid who acted too old for his age, a kid who seemed powerful, a kid who will one day become the GREATEST DUELIST IN THE WORLD!
Just then, I feel my Blue Eyes White Dragon diary shaking. What's wrong, my diary? I realized that you are shaking because you are laughing at me, laughing at my misfortune!
WHY YOU! HOW DARE YOU LAUGH AT THE SOON-TO-BE GREATEST DUELIST OF THE WORLD! IF YOU DON'T STOP LAUGHING, I'M GOING TO FLUSH YOU DOWN THE TOILET! It continues laughing. I MEAN IT! It doesn't seem to take my threat seriously. It's flush time!
9:35 P.M.
I've tried to flush you down the toilet, but all it did was make you wet and almost started to flood the whole bathroom. I have already used Mokuba's hairdryer to dry you, but will Mokuba be surprised when he goes there later on in the night.
Heh, if he asks me who's responsible for this, I could say that it was Alistair's fault and that he tried to flush you down the toilet, but I fought with him. He'll believe me. Besides, haven't I had enough of being the scapegoat?
12:00 A.M.
Mokuba actually believed me! Ha ha! In your face, Alistair!
I woke up to Mokuba's whining about the toilet being flooded and that he needed to go real badly. He's now scolding Alistair who's also in the same with me as I write. I try to ignore their squabbles as I continue writing, but it doesn't seem to work. "SHUP UP!"
They both looked to me. "IF YOU GUYS WANT TO FIGHT, TAKE IT OUTSIDE! I CAN'T HEAR MYSELF THINK!" In response to my outburst, Mokuba takes out a card that I've recognized as the Seal of Oricalcos and says, "Okay, big brother. Alistair, let's duel!"
"Are you mad? That mine!" Alistair tries in a feeble attempt to take the card away from Mokuba, but fails. "You'll have to duel me for it!"
After a moment's hesitation, Alistair shouts, "You're on!"
They soon walk out the door, leaving me alone. I don't think too much about the change I've seen in Mokuba just then, because right now I'm tired. But I can't help but wonder that if Mokuba was this aggressive all this time, why was he holding out? At least nobody would want to underestimate him and kidnap him now.
THIS IS NOT THE END!
I don't think this diary will ever end. For now, please review!
Song:
This is the diary that never ends
It goes on and on, my friends
Someone started writing it not knowing what it was
And they'll continue writing it forever just because….
This is the diary that never ends
It goes on and on, my friends
Someone started writing it not knowing what it was
And they'll continue writing it forever just because….
This is the diary that never ends
It goes on and on, my friends
Someone started writing it not knowing what it was
And they'll continue writing it forever just because….
(The song continues)
