Mwahahah! Part two of Facing the Elements is here! Please enjoy! Not much more to say. This site's named fanfiction… Fanfiction is something you write when you don't own something. Go figure… I'm not going to keep on saying I don't own yugioh… That's pure sadism, invented by people who like to torture us by letting us say this over and over! I don't own and won't say that again!

Earth 2

Marik still sat where Malik had dropped him, with his butt in the mud, and was getting a little grumpy. That basically meant: more grumpy than usual, since we're talking about Marik here. Grumpy would be just too much of an understatement.

"You stupid idiot!" he shouted. "Drag me out of this fucking junk before it completely sucks me in!"

Yami pulled up an eyebrow. "You know? Why won't we just leave the guy there. That would certainly be healthier for more than one future victim." He threw Marik a frigid look.

"Yeah, and then build a tent around me and sell tickets. Great idea!" the yami's annoyed, sarcastic voice shouted. "GET ME OUT OF THIS!"

"You really can't get up?" Ryou asked, concerned as always.

"Of course I can! It's just that I like to sit in the park on the ice cold ground with this slimy mud flopping through my pants! IT'S SO GREAT!" Several veins began popping up and Marik's face slowly started to teleport itself again.

"In that case, it's best to leave." Yami turned around and started to walk away.

He was stopped by today's second outburst of hikari-power. Namely a little, multicolored garden gnome hanging from his arm.

"No! Wait!" The garden gnome screeched. "You have to help all humans in need! Even if they aren't actually humans, but the psychopathic second personalities of from schizophrenia suffering former wannabe worldovertakers with a bad, I mean unique stile of clothing that are glued stuck in some gross pool of polluted mud, which the authoress has written down there for that one and only purpose."

Yami tried to shake the tiny being named Yugi off his arm, without much success.

"But I'm doing this for the sake of all humans, spirits, animals, mudpools and the world!" he sighed.

Yugi finally let go and suddenly dropped another two feet in height when he landed back on the ground.

"Yami! The fact that you have to miss your poker evening with the Anonymous Elderly Widows is no reason to torture Marik!"

Malik, Marik, Bakura and Ryou jumped up. Well, except for Marik, but if he wasn't stuck he would probably take a trip to stratosphere.

"WHAT?"

Malik rewinded his tape recorder.

"Kgg… poker evening… kggg with kgg thee Anonymous kggg Elderly kggg …Widows" it said.

"I knew it!" Bakura shouted with sparkling eyes.

"…knew what?" Yami asked, flipping himself to tomato mode.

Bakura showed him his most devilish smirk. "That those pink, flowery dresses in your wardrobe lay there for a reason."

"What? How do you know what's in my…"

"HEY!" Marik shouted, "Isn't it about time we return to the actual problem, for example… my situation here?"

He folded his arms in front of his chest. "It's getting damn cold down here."

Malik looked up in concern. "Ow yeah! O.O Don't worry, Marik! We'll come to the rescue!"

He turned to his friends.

"Good! Who's going to volunteer to hike his way through that muck over there to drag Marik from the mudpool, facing all opposing forces in the process, like his soaked cloak, the sucking powers of this mysterious mud and, how can we forget, my dear yami's bodyweight?"

A flock of hay hovers through the landscape, accompanied by the sweet tones of a crickets choir and a gust of wind.

"Nice that you're all so worried about me…" Marik said, sweat dropping.

"You're welcome," Bakura said, smirking as always. "The remark about your bodyweight made that decision very easy."

"I'm not fat!" Marik growled. "Just well built!"

Yugi threw a serious look at Marik. "I don't know what you think, guys… But If I look at all those opposing forces and compare them to my own bodyweight, length and strength…"

All looks moved to Bakura.

"OH NO!" he yelped. "I can already see myself sinking in up to my neck."

"Don't worry, just one more psycho less," Yami smirked.

Bakura gave him that look of ultimate death and destruction. "Why don't you and your little gnome friend go together? With the combined powers of your friendship and your almost non existent weight with which you can't impossible sink down… not mentioned that if you do get sucked in, your immense length can't save you from drowning in that five inches of mud…"

Ryou twitched.

"YAMI!"

"Icky, stupid, Radamned shit!" Bakura pulled his foot out of the mud, producing a very suspicious sound. "Stupid, blackmailing, baka!" He put his foot down again and immediately sunk in down to his ankle. "AARG! Gross, rotting, fucking…"

"You're okay, Tombrobber?" Yami cast him an amused look from the stone he had positioned himself on.

"Aye, aye cap'n everything's fine!" Bakura shouted, boiling with rage. He wanted to say a lot more, but lost his balance and almost fell backwards.

Yugi looked worried, like all hikaris are supposed to do in cases like this. "Are you sure you're all right?"

Bakura wanted to jump at Yugi to choke him, but couldn't because the mud had sucked his shoes in. Desperate and furious as he was, he chose for a verbal attack instead.

"YES! You minisized midget! Now do the world a favor and go kill yourself!"

Yugi, unable to handle anything other than friendship rants, turned pale and shaky.

Yami saw it and turned red with anger.

"I'm WARNING you, Bakura!" Ryou said. "One more time and I'm really going to do this!"

He held Bakura's favorite dagger in his right hand and a can of permanent pink graffiti in the left.

"I'm going! I'M GOING!" Bakura used all his strength to pull his other foot free and take a step.

"And if you don't mind… WHILE IT'S STILL TODAY!" Marik shouted, on the last bit of his, already small, amount of patience.

Malik, in the meantime, was capturing everything with a digital camera.

Bakura saw it.

"Hey! Stop that!" he squeaked.

Marik heard the tone of voice and started to panic too. He did several failed attempts to look back and see what was going on.

"Stop? You want me to stop?" Malik chuckled. "NEVER! This is going straight to the BBC! 'Deranged spirits stuck in the muck!'"

Bakura turned even paler, which was quite an impressive accomplishment. "You wouldn't dare!"

"Wanna bet?" Malik smirked evilly.

"NOOOOO!"

At the end of his nerves, Bakura jumped at Malik, ready for the kill. Too bad he forgot about the mud's magical sticky powers.

/SPLASH/

He landed head first in the pool, lying half over Marik, who, on his turn, had been thrown back and now was parked there on his back.

"I asked you to help me! Not the get me even deeper in this crap." Marik spluttered.

Bakura could only cough up a gulp of mud.

Malik kept on zooming in and out and jumping up and down. "WOW! What a shots! This is heaven! WOOT! I'm going to be rich! FILTHY RICH!"

Ryou grinned and pulled a photo camera from his pocket.

Bakura's almighty eyesight saw it..

"Hey, you're the hikari!" he screamed in a scary, high pitched way. "You're supposed to pity me and come to the rescue… put the… PUT THE CAMERA DOWN!"

/flash/

"shit"

Yami had fallen off the stone and was now rolling on the floor, laughing his ass of.

Yugi looked half worried/half concerned.

Marik slowly started to sink in even further and was getting quite claustrophobic.

"Help! Help, Malik! I'm drowning!"

Malik still jumped up and down like a skippy on speed. "Rich, rich, rich! I'm going to beeee…. RICH!"

Hehe… That's the end of part 2. (dah)

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How can I improve the writing?

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