Whoa…long time, eh? . ;; I know…no excuse but-well there is one actually…twas movin'. Eh heh..

Rabbit: Indeed she was. So here's the long awaited chapter.

PCU: Enjoy my duckies! n-n

NANANANANANANANANAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!...DEER! XD

The puppy grinned at Mariku. "Excellent," he said. Mariku got up from the closet, and followed the puppy downstairs, where Solomon Motou was on the couch, reading a book. The puppy motioned for Mariku to follow him, very quietly, behind the couch. He had already told Mariku what they were to do with the 'old fool'. Mariku pulled out duct tape and some rope as soon as they were behind the couch. The puppy quietly snuck around to the front of the couch, and jumped on Mr. Motou.

"Gah! Oh, it's only you," he said patting the puppy on the head. "I wonder if Yuugi has named you yet." The puppy grinned.

"Nope! And he soon won't have time to!" the puppy said.

As soon as he had, Mr. Motou gaped at him…then, "AAAAAAAAHHHHHH! YUUGI! HELP! THIS DOG'S POSSESSED!" And then he fell to the floor, foaming at the mouth. Mariku and the puppy just stared at him. And stared. And stared some more.

Finally breaking the silence, the puppy said, "Is he dead?" Mariku poked Mr. Motou with the Millennium Rod.

"I don't know," he said after thoroughly poking him. The puppy rolled his eyes and jumped off the couch.
"Come on you fool," he said. "Tie him up!"

Mariku did as he was told. He duct taped Mr. Motou's mouth and tied him up with the rope. "Now what?" he asked.

The puppy just gave him a blank stare. He motioned for Mariku to crouch down even further than he already was, towards the puppy's face. As soon as he was eye level with the puppy, it grabbed Mariku's Millennium Rod and konked him on the head with it. "OUCH! What was that for!" Mariku yelped.

"For bein' an idiot! Take him down to the basement, you idiot!" the puppy shouted at him.

Mariku glared at the dog, snatched the Millennium Rod away from him, slung Mr. Motou over his shoulder and trudged downstairs into the game shop part of the house towards the basement. 'Nobody gets away with taking my rod away and calling me an idiot…' he scowled as he practically threw Mr. Motou down the stairs into the basement and slammed the door.

Upstairs…-

Yuugi turned in his sleep.

; back downstairs…-

The puppy was tearing the kitchen apart, looking for all of the sharp knives. "Where are all the stupid knives?" he nearly screamed as heslammed a drawer shut. Mariku leaned on the doorway of the kitchen. "The deed is done," he said. The puppy whipped around to face him, with a look of enragement all over his face. Mariku's eyes widened a little as he backed away. The puppy slowly walked towards him, and pounced on Mariku, knocking him down.
"WHERE ARE ALL THE KNIVES?" the puppy screamed, spitting in Mariku's face. Mariku stared at him with a blank expression, almost bored-looking, and calmly picked the puppy up off of him and wiped the spit off of his face.

"There aren't any knives in this house." Mariku said, as calm as ever.

The puppy stared…and his left eye twitched. "What..do you…mean?"

Mariku rolled his eyes. "There. Aren't. Any. Knives. In this. House."

The puppy glared at him, and started pacing around the kitchen floor. "Why is that?" he said, still pacing.

Mariku crossed his arms and leaned against the doorway of the kitchen. "Cuz they're afraid that I'll get ahold of 'em and start terrorizing…again…" He started to twirl the Millennium Rod in his fingers. He gave the puppy a wicked grin. The puppy cocked an eyebrow. "Again?" Mariku nodded. "Indeed…but now I'm, quote-unquote, saaaaaanne…" He rolled his eyes and kept twirling the Millennium Rod between his fingers. The puppy put a paw to his chin, and started pacing again. "So…what're we gonna do with spike-head?" The puppy stopped pacing and looked up at Mariku. "I don't think you should be calling him 'spike-head' since…well…" the dog snickered and Mariku's stupidity. Mariku just gave him an innocent-blank stare. "What?" The puppy rolled his eyes in annoyance. "We won't worry about him for the moment…didn't you say he had some friends?" Mariku's face broke out into the most evil, wicked-looking grin ever. "The Pharaoh! Oh, can we go after him? Please? Please? Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaassssse?" The puppy cocked his head to one side. "What are you talking about! Whaddya mean there's a pharaoh around here! This ain't Egypt you idiot, it's Japan! We're quite a few ways from Egypt, stupid…" Mariku rolled his eyes, "Yes I know that…but..well it's complicated…" Mariku sweat-dropped. He had totally forgotten about the Millennium Item…thingies. Oh well. Didn't matter. Then Mariku was struck with a brilliant idea. And his grin went even more wicked and twisted. Well, what the dog didn't know couldn't hurt him, right?

TBC…

BADDUM DUM DUMMMMMMMMMMM!

Rabbit: Oh no!
PCU: I know…poor Mariku, having to work with that stupid, evil dog!
Rabbit: no..stupid..I meant poor Yuugi…he has no idea what's gonna happen! AND POOR YAMIIIIII :sob sob sob:

PCU: e.e…Brenden…say it…

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