Living With Maniacs
Chapter 7 - Next Time, Think Before You Hide Something…
Froggy is here to introduce the chapter, with his co-host, Yami Twilight::happy music: "I noticed chapter six got only six reviews. That was horribly sad. All the lovely happy new reviewers that were encouraged by Y. Twilight never showed their faces again. And I may have even missed a few faithful reviewers...people, people, it hurts you know." Yami Twilight hisses. "My threats begin to tire even me!" Froggy nods. "Yes. Please review. I won't even gripe anyone out. But just know, there are tears behind these pitiful amounts of reviews...and they aren't mine or Y. Twilights!"
----In the kitchen, trying to relax----
Mistaya sat in her stool, gulping at her Texas Coffee Cup - extra strong- and grumbling to herself. "Stupid tomb-robber…I sure showed him…piece of crap, teach him to scare me like that…" Ryou came into the room with a look of pure relief on his face.
"Oi, that was the longest tinkle I have ever taken!" he sighed.
"Tinkle?" Misty thought to herself.
Ryou saw the Texas Coffee Cup and stopped dead in his tracks. OoO "No! I can't…I- I shouldn't! You can't trick me again…I'm familiar with your alluring, kniving- dear God, it just winked at me! And now it's giggling! Stay awaaaaay!" He ran out of the kitchen yelling about willpower. He raced into his room, cranked up Beethoven, and shut the door.
Misty sighed. "I need to relax; I'm way too tense. Maybe drawing will help soothe me!" She sat down at the table, collected her drawing materials, and set to work.
----Twenty minutes later----
Misty sat slumped over the table, random drawings strewn around her. "This really isn't working!"
Ryou entered the room cautiously, so as not to be caught unawares by the Texas Coffee Cup. The coast was clear, so he stood up straight and approached the table. "Hey Mistaya, I- say, what're these?" Ryou picked up a few drawings and studied them: a girl beating a white-haired guy with a rolling pin, a tiger ripping a girl's arms off, and a car in the middle of a field with dead cows all around. O.o "Huh. They're uh…very nice." He set them back down. "Anyways, I was just wondering…where's my yami?"
Misty glared up at him. "I sent him to an asylum where he belongs," she said.
Ryou gasped, horrified. "You didn't!"
"And what if I did?"
"I'd..I'd…." He crumpled to the floor and started crying. "I'D MISS HIM!"
Misty frowned. "…but, dude! He's like, pure evil!"
"WAAAAAHH!"
Misty felt a tad guilty. "I…" -sniffle- "I'm sorry…I MISS HIM TOO!" She fell to the floor, put her arms around Ryou, and started crying along with him.
Ryou sniffled, holding Misty tightly. "R- really?"
Misty stopped crying. "Nah, I just wanted to hug you." She kept her grip on Ryou. "I didn't really send him away, you know."
Ryou smiled a big watery smile. "Really? Where is he?"
"I'll show you," Misty said. She led him into the hallway. "Now, you know he was being a nuisance, what with his obsession with revenge, and needed to be taught a lesson…"
Ryou nodded agreeably.
"Ok then…" She opened the door to the hallway closet. Sitting on the floor of the tiny closet was Bakura, tied hand and foot, mouth duck taped, and looking rather angry.
"Imf ll it imf rphng!" he mumbled through the duck tape.
"Uh, just a sec." Misty ripped the duck tape off his mouth.
"Ouch!" Bakura should his head. "Bleh. I said, I will get my revenge!"
Misty sighed. Unfortunately, I don't think he's learned any lessons yet."
Ryou appeared shocked.
Misty still felt a little guilty. "I- I know it may seem a little harsh…"
"Ha! Haha! Whoo!" Ryou celebrated. He turned around and started shaking his butt in Bakura's face. "Who's the pansy now, huh?"
Bakura growled. "Ryou, I swear…"
O.o "But…Ryou- I mean," Misty sputtered, feeling confused. "…but you were so worried about him!"
"Yeah, but now that I know he's ok, I can rub things in!" Ryou got in Bakura's face and poked his nosie. "You know what, you were right yami! Revenge is sweet!"
"Grrr…" -CHOMP-
"Ow, he bit me!" Ryou cried, pulling his finger back.
-.-; Misty taped Bakura's mouth shut again. "Sorry, visitation hours are over." She shut the door on Bakura's growling face.
"Ouch," Ryou whimpered, finger in his mouth. "So…how long does he have to stay in there?"
"Probly till Marik's better," Misty said.
Ryou chuckled evilly. "Sweet, tasty, revenge…"
O.O "I need more coffee," Misty sighed. She walked back towards the kitchen but stopped when she heard yelling coming from Marik's bedroom.
"PSHT Captain, the burritos are putting up a helluva fight! I don't think the ground squad can take 'em! PSHT Don't give up, air squad! The salads will prevail! …it's time to break out our most powerful missiles…PSHT Sir, you don't mean the cabbage heads, do you? PSHT I do. Now drop 'em! WAAAAAHOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"Master Marik, get off my back!" came Odion's yell.
Misty shook her head and kept walking. "How long is this gonna last?"
Ryou skipped up next to her. "Say, does Marik still have his Millennium Rod?"
"Of course not!" Misty assured him. "We'd all be banished by now if he did! I hid it."
"Oh good. …where'd you hide it?"
"Well, not really hidden, more like put out of sight," Misty said. "It's in the hallway closet."
Ryou stared at Misty, completely horrified.
"What?" Misty looked at him. …………………………OoO -sweat drop- "Uh oh." They both turned and raced back to the hallway closet and yanked the door open. There sat Bakura, laughing maniacally through the duck tape, the Millennium Rod sitting on his lap. "Nm phu shll phee!"
Misty rolled her eyes and ripped off the duck tape. "Say again?"
"Bleh. Now you shall pay!" The Millennium Rod began glowing, it's light reflected evilly in Bakura's eyes. Misty stared and tried to step back, but she lost all control of her body. Her face lost expression, her pupils disappeared, and she stood still in front of Bakura.
Ryou watched in shock. "Slowly back away….slowly…"
"Mind slave! Untie me this instant!" Bakura commanded.
"Yes master," Misty replied in a monotone. She leaned over and removed the ropes from his wrists and ankles.
"I can see why Marik likes this item so much," Bakura said to himself. He stood up and pointed the Millennium Rod at Misty. "Now, my mind slave, beat Ryou with the marble rolling pin!"
Mist pulled the cracked rolling pin from behind her back. "Yes sir, beat Ryou." She turned toward Ryou and lifted the rolling pin.
o.o "Meep!" Ryou turned and ran.
"After him, mind slave!" Bakura commanded.
Misty began running after Ryou. "Must…beat…Ryou!"
Ryou screamed-- in a very manly way-- "AAAAAAUUUGGH!" -SMACK- He ran into the wall at the end of the hallway.
Bakura watched gleefully. "Heheh, revenge on them both!"
Misty cornered Ryou. "Must…beat…"
"No!" Ryou cried. "Misty, it's me, Ryou! Your friend! Look inside your heart and you'll remember me!"
Misty dropped the rolling pin and begin shaking. "Must…remember…Aaah, it burns!"
Ryou turned to Bakura. "Ha! It looks like your forgot to take into account one thing… the strength of Misty's bond with her friends!"
In Misty's mind, Bakura started freaking out. "No! I command you to destroy Ryou!"
Misty held her head in her hands. "Noo! I won't destroy Ryou! He's too sexy! I mean- he's my friend! AAAAAHH!" She started glowing, then an explosion of light went flying out of her. The Bakura in her mind screamed.
"Ryou was right! Misty's will was too strong! Noooo!" Mental Bakura disintegrated. Misty's pupils reappeared. She blinked.
Bakura outside of Lego's mind sweat dropped. "This can't end well." He dropped the Millennium Rod and ran out the front door. "Freedom. Fresh air!"
Misty looked at the Millennium Rod on the floor, and realization dawned as Bakura raced out the door. She growled and began running after him. "Today, you DIE!"
Bakura saw Misty coming. "Eee!" He ran through the yard, into the street, down the block, into downtown Apache, and smack into a stop sign. Several blocks behind him, Mistaya had slowed to a jog.
"I might wanna consider exercising! Ah, forget it." She started walking. "He's out cold anyways."
Bakura slowly got to his feet, utterly disoriented. "I lost my little lamb…" he mumbled. Some random Apache dude sauntered up to Bakura.
"Hey baby, you need a hand?" he asked, helping Bakura to his feet.
Still a few blocks away, Misty was passed up by Ryou, racing to help his darker side. "I'm coming yamiiiiiiiiiii!"
The random dude put his arm around Bakura's waist. "Hey babe, why don't you come with me…"
Bakura was obviously out of it, or this guy would have been dead. "I hit my head…"
"Well I'll make it better, I promise," the guy said, leading Bakura to his car. Luckily, Ryou came running up at that moment.
"Bakura! I say, are you alright?"
The dude began salivating. "Twins!" He turned to Ryou. "Hey baby! You and your sister wanna come home with me tonight?"
Misty came walking up-- finally! "Hands off man, those two are mine!"
"…I'm confused," Ryou sighed.
The dude narrowed his eyes. "You know these two chics?"
O.o "Chics…um, yes, of course…" Misty tried to pull Bakura from the guy's grip.
"Sorry lady, but your friends are comin' over to my place tonight!" He turned to Ryou. "Right baby?"
"But you can't!" Misty stuttered. "They- they're not…I mean…but they-"
"We're lesbians!" Ryou said, finally having caught on.
Misty, Bakura, and the dude all stared at Ryou. o.o
"Yes," Ryou continued. "Very…er, extreme lesbians…with her!" He pointed at Misty.
"Me? I mean yes, me!" Misty said. "We really are…so I'm afraid she isn't interested…" She tried to take Bakura away from the dude again, but he pulled away.
"I don't believe you," the guy said. "You don't look like lesbians."
"But..but we are!" Ryou protested.
"Ha. Prove it!"
Ryou started. "Prove…..very well then!" He grabbed Misty and kissed her quickly on the lips. "There!"
The guy just laughed. "Come on. You call that a kiss?"
Ryou was turning steadily pink in the face. "Fine!" He grabbed Misty around the waist, leaned her over backwards, and kissed her. And kissed her. And… well, he gave all he got-- which turned out to be quite a bit. The guy holding Bakura just stood there and watched, seeming very intrigued. Ryou finally broke the kiss off-- he probably ran out of breath-- and dropped Misty. "There!" he said. "Now if you will kindly give me back my sister, I'll be on my way!"
"Hang on," the guy said. "That was an ok kiss, but I still don't believe you. Your hands weren't into it…why don't you touch her-" --THUD-- The breath was suddenly knocked out of him by a well-aimed kick from Ryou. Let's just say he aimed right where any angry girl would. The guy fell to his knees, gasping, and Ryou grabbed Bakura by the arm.
"I'm leaving now," he hissed. He pulled Bakura's arm around his shoulder and walked away, supporting his slightly disoriented yami.
Misty got up off the ground from where Ryou had dropped her. "Ouch.." she rubbed her head. "Hey Ryou, wait up!" She raced after him, then started skipping circles around him. "Wow, you know that was a really good kiss did you know you're a good kisser I mean the first one wasn't all that but the second one….whoo! Where'd you learn to do that, France?"
Ryou just growled.
"Can we stay lesbians?" Misty continued. "Cuz you'd make a really good chic; that kick was perfectly aimed and all…."
Ryou turned and glared at her. She stopped skipping. "Is that a no?" she asked. "Cuz that was pretty good kissing…" She started skipping and talking again. And skipped and talked all the way back to her house. When they got back, and as soon as Bakura regained his senses, Misty tied him back up and locked him back in the closet-- she still hadn't forgotten the whole mind control fiasco. The Millennium Rod was then "put out of sight" somewhere else-- Misty refused to say where. And in the silence that followed, a cell phone rang…
