Fifth Champion: Thanks so much for the review and continuing to read my story! I am glad I can still be slightly amusing even though we are off the ship...that still depresses me. But we are coming to my next favorite part soon. You're really making me quite excited to continue writing, which unfortunately...well, I have stopped working on this story for awhile. But I have a number of chapters to put up before you catch up. And by then, I'd better be working on it again!
Garowyn: Well, sorry, Sama-san-dono just can't give you two million reviewers (neither can I), but at least, all together, you might have two thousand reviews? Well, maybe not. Guess you have to write more. Okay, Kiaba can be thought of as the evil part of Seto, but I was just really splitting up Kaiba into two characters Kaiba and Seto. Thanks for comparing me to Put'oh. I'm sure he's a lot better than I am!
Tawnykit: Thanks for telling me I am funny! I try to be, but I just don't know how successful I am. I'm lazy too, so don't worry about it. But really, the button is right up there! -points- If you're not too lazy to sign in...Just teasing you. Thanks for the great review! And no, nothing is wrong with you, but something is definitely wrong with Blaydelot. Look at the title of the chapter just for starters...
Chapter 15 Blaydelot Asks for Death
Now, the guards in the tower of the sorcerer were far from inept. The only reason, as noted previously, they had not ensnared Blaydelot with the rest of the troupe was because Blaydelot had broken the number one rule of Relationships between Characters: Good and Bad—Fightingby kicking the guards with his booted feet right where it hurts most. What a cowardly thing to do.
But, they were aware the knight was still around. And they were still searching for him. There had been some encouragement about ten minutes ago when they had discovered the knight's small armor in the bushes. But, of course, the armor was empty.
Now, one guard was staring as he saw a cloaked figure walking down the hall behind Mugguba Gruff. So close to ensnaring the young man…and then the Gruff had to be with him and thereby protecting him! Minor characters had such difficult roles.
So, trailing behind, worried they knew where the two were headed and worried how Kiaba would be killing them, the clone-guards began to contemplate whether or not they had a soul. For once, they agreed with Put'oh's opinion that no one should have been cloned until a lot more research had been done. It certainly would have been better never to existed than face Kiaba's wrath…
"Why do you want to see my brother?" Muggy tried to sound nonchalant, but he was failing. If anything, he was just making his nerves more obvious by posing the question at all.
"I have to ask him a question." Discerning his new squire beginning to trip, the knight shot an arm out to try to stable him. Then, once the boy was righted, Sir Balydelot quickly pulled his arm back under the cloak.
So, intrigued yet? He's definitely hiding something…
Gazing up at the knight…DANGER! Mugguba Gruff is beginning to look at Blaydelot the same way he looks at his older brothers! A look of complete trust, fondness and pride…all muddled together to make one heck of cute face. But at HIM? Muggy, how could you betray your brothers…?
Fortunately, Sir Blaydelot did not look down, or else, he for sure would have been ensnared by a sudden brotherly love for the youngest Gruff. Yes, the Beam.
Now why would he get all sorts of skills and come close to being a too perfect character? Well, it was his brother's flaw that turned out to be his own perfecting unit. In order to be safe in all situations, Muggy knew a variety of skills. And Takahashi never gives the poor boy enough of a role, so I decided to do it. Muggy's Beams…you know, the absolutely adorable face that happened in the Noah Arc during Yami Yugi's duel versus Gansely and the Kaibas were walking in the woods…(zone out seeing his utterly cute face…can he really be 12?)
Sigh.
Let's look at that face again: Face upturned, eyes shining in absolute love, a single blink, and then excitement as he runs down the path to be of help to his brother. Yep, that's the Beam.
If you don't know what I am talking about, tell me, and I will direct you to a place where you can view his beloved face at your leisure! No one should go through life without seeing that face looking out at…you! But, sorry, back to the story.
In some ways, such a trait was related to Sirens, but it is just rude to compare an innocent look that draws people in to an evil singing to bring sailors crashing on the rocks.
So, safety in ignorance, Sir Blaydelot walked on, oblivious that something irredeemable happened under his nose.
It didn't work, Sama-san-dono.
That's because you did it wrong! I'm not a genie, I'm a djinni!
Can you imagine the confusion? The words are pronounced exactly the same way.
Well, if you're going to be so rude about it, I'll just let you stay there. Kun turned his attention back to his newly-quieted friends, Clothier having pulled the other two apart.
Oh, no, you won't! I have important work to do, and I will take over whether you want me to or not!
Now that piqued little Kun's interest. As far as he knew, which could be very wrong, considering he forgot what happened when this other self took over, Sama-san-dono had never taken over without his permission before.
I don't think you can. Still, Kun was worried. So, he continued, What if you give me another clue on how to summon you as a djinni?
I told you, it's against the rules.
This was frustrating. And frightening. Kun surely didn't want this other self to take over. After all, it might get them into more trouble in this dungeon. The guards might think he escaped or something. So, he did the only thing that he could think of to ensure that no other self would grab his control: he snatched the hat off his head and put it on the ground. Then, just for good measure, he whacked it once, as if it would help teach the being within to be nicer.
Well, that whack was just what had been needed to summon the djinni from the hat. There, coming forth in a small version, though the same appearance, of the giant, a shimmery, see-through person who clearly resembled Kun joined them in the cell.
"Ahhh! A ghost!" Axel, the once so brave knight, was scooting backward in the cell in a panic. No doubt, it was because his bravery was leaving him as his adventuring spirit had been leaving him as soon has he had turned into a prince.
"I'm not a ghost," Sama-san-dono said irritably. "I'm a djinni."
Now that got quite a different response out of the crowd.
"A genie, really?"
"Wow! So that's why you asked me the question, Kun." Barleyo's eyes took a rather indescribable glint.
But, the one who had been the most afraid was now completely in control of himself once again. "That means you have to give me three wishes!" About to start rattling off his wishes, the djinni stopped Axel.
"I don't answer wishes. I am a djinni, not a genie."
Earl looked at Tanner who looked at Barleyo who looked at Axel who stared aghast at Kun, who shrugged.
"Then what good are you?" Axel asked, as if he understood the two words were different.
"I'm here to save the world," Sama-san-dono began, and as his eyes looked around the room, he sensed something odd when gazing at Barleyo. It reminded him of that pirate. "You again! I'll put a final stop to your ways!"
Hesitantly, Muggy's trod slowed and halted. "This is his study, but he really doesn't like people to interrupt him, you know. At all."
"It's all right; I'll go in alone," Blaydelot said with a small smile. "I'm not intimidated by Kiaba Gruff."
A low chuckle and a scoff came from behind the two. "Maybe you should be."
Whirling, Blaydelot focused on the shadows, seeing one slightly detached as it took one step closer. A glowing residue remained on his fingers from his work with the scrolls, making the sorcerer look like he was about to cast fireball into their midst.
"We were just looking for you," Sir Blaydelot said after a pause.
"I'm well aware of that. In fact, I would fathom I know more about you than you could possibly know about me. Otherwise, you wouldn't be attempting to bother me when I am trying to work."
Muggy gulped. His brother did hate being disturbed. Still, if he urged Blaydelot along right now, maybe everything would be fine…but the knight wouldn't budge. Standing strong, he kept his gaze on the sorcerer's face, just as dumb as Axel, it seemed, when he was seconds from death.
"Brother Kiaba!" Muggy cried, jumping in front of the knight, but not like that was an issue. Kiaba could easily just Glare above him and still slaughter the idiot. "Can't you at least listen?"
"Listening will be wasting my time, and you know my schedule is tight." But, fortunately for Blaydelot, taking the time to Glare him was also too may wasted seconds. The only reason he had been able to speak so much and wait there was because he had been going to the dungeon anyway, and his studies were mostly ahead of schedule.
As he had been speaking, Kiaba had been heading down the circular stairs to the dungeon. The others had to follow him to hear the end of his words.
"I don't think you should bother him…" Muggy trailed off as the knight promptly ignored his words and walked along after his elder brother. Then, the boy sighed, not even realizing how much he sounded like Put'oh and how much Blaydelot was acting like him.
