So time to go on where we left off about a week ago. :)

Marik (from his place in the puddle): Yeah, people she just left us here for a WEEK!

Bakura: /splutter/

Esther: Yep! So let's take off! (and for those people who want disclaimers… check last chapter)

Marik: Ah finally, I'll be free!

Esther: /innocent look/

Bakura: What's with that look! o.O

Marik: Oh NO! O.o

Esther: /evil grin/

Marik + Bakura: O.O

Earth 3

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

Bakura was desperately trying to keep his head above the mud, looking everything but cool, psycho and tombrobber-like.

"Help! -Cough gulp- HELP! O.O"

Marik got sucked in completely except for his face and tried to sit up. Sadly that didn't work. His Goku-haircut got him anchored stuck in the mini-swamp and the only thing he did manage to do was putting his hand above the surface, leaving an even less threatening impression than his "friend".

Of course the hikaris couldn't watch all this misery and suffering, so they soon decided to kick in and help.

"We'll go fetch a rope! Please keep them from drowning while we're gone!" Ryou shouted while taking off.

"But…" Yami wanted to start a three-hour protest on the dangers of Yugi getting a rope on his 'own', but the hikariclub already left and was backstage, drinking a cappuccino.

Sighing and muttering about his unfortunate fate, Yami plumped down on his rock again, watching Marik and Bakura taking their mud bath.

"Bet you like it, pharaoh –gulp- we, as always getting hurt –cough- and you just sitting there to –blub- watch…" Bakura spluttered. He took his time to cough up a waterfall of mud, swallowed while talking. "Sadist!" he then added while seeing Yami's amused look.

"Oh, I must admit that this is quite the entertainment… But heads up high, guys… It can't possibly get any worse!" Yami said, smirking like an idiot.

"Oh that's what you think –cough-" Marik said. "But you've never been in –blub- situations –cough- like this. My experience tells me that –gulp- It probably won't take long, especially since –coughblubblub- your no-problem remark –cough- 'till it starts –blub- to…"

Dark clouds gathered over the park.

Yami quirked an eyebrow and looked up, holding out his hand. "Hey… rain… How unfortunate for you two!" He stood up and stationed himself under the famous, by fangirls adored tree where Marik stood at the beginning of this story.

He then threw another examining look ad the pool. "You know… It's about time to change my world-saving plans. The shadowrealm doesn't seem to restrain you that well, but this little splash of sticky mud…"

The two former psychos-on-the-loose unleashed a stereo –blub-.

"That's exactly what I was thinking," Yami sang happily.

Marik wanted to place a smart-ass comment on this, but at the last moment kept himself from that. It probably wouldn't do him any good in this situation, with all mud surrounding him. So instead of drowning himself, he used his free hand and gave Yami the finger.

Yami saw it and turned a dangerous shade of red. "How. Dare. You." He growled while clenching his fists and letting steam come from his ears.

Bakura had the greatest effort trying not to laugh and swallowing half the mudpool.

"How DARE you to insult me! IN ANY WAY!" Yami started to look explosive.

Bakura finally couldn't keep silent anymore. "BWAHAHAHHAHaha-ha-ha –a- coughcoughe-blub-cough-AHAHHAHAHHA-cough-YUGH-cough-blub-GROSS-blub-swallow- O.O AACK!"

"So you think it's funny he's making rude gestures to… to ME?"

Bakura was at last done coughing all mud from his systems.

"To be honest with you, dear pharaoh –cough-, I'm wondering –gulp- if you actually –blub- know what it means, he's making that –cough-dammit-cough- gesture to you!"

Yami started to glow in a dangerous, radioactive-like looking way. "I know very well what that means." He hissed between clenched teeth.

"Blub cough blub blub cough gulp blub." Marik spluttered.

"He says: Oh really? –cough- Show me!" Bakura translated with an evil, and I mean very evil glint in his eyes.

On top of his explosiveness, steam and radioactive glow, Yami turned an impressive kind of purple.

"WHAT?" He shrieked on the top of his lungs.

"Cough gulp blub cough cough blub blub cough?" Marik asked.

Bakura, or what of his face was above the mud, grinned a if he was a sheep on dope. "He –chuckle- asked: Not only stupid, but also deaf?"

Yami looked as if he was about to explode into tiny bits and take half the world down with him. "I'VE HAD IT!"

He pointed a dramatic, fatal index finger at the two spirits in the muck. "One more insult, One more WORD, One more MOVEMENT of you two… AND I'LL MINDCRUSH YOU IMMEADIATELY!"

Marik looked at him dryly. "Cough gulp blub blub –swallow- cough cough cough cough blub cough blub blub cough."

Bakura cast the evil look again. "What he –blub- said, and I must say I totally agree on that one, was: "May we point out the fact that the almighty pharaoh, insert sarcastic coughing, is not the only one holding a sennen item?"

Yami put his hand down and at once looked as calm as ever. "Oh, maybe I'm not, but… I'm also not the one about to be swallowed by a possessed puddle of mud, having no opportunity of reaching for that sennen item."

He struck a victory pose. "ADMIT!" he boomed with lots of echoes and special effects. "YOU'RE COMPLETELY HELPLESS THIS TIME!"

Marik and Bakura frowned at the word 'helpless', though it was almost impossible to see, due to all the mud and rain.

"You seem to like that, ne?" Bakura asked in a dangerous tone of voice.

Yami cast his evil I'm-about-to-win-this-game-look. "I don't like it, dear tombrobber… I love it! I'm always trying to convince people that two wild, murderous psychopaths on the run is the last thing this world needs! But who listens to me? Forgive and forget they say! And then they talk about how everything was an accident and then they just cover up all evidence and… Never! Never I have even one little piece of rest! –sob, sob- Because… I always have to look out that one of you doesn't "accidentally" hurt one of the hikaris and… You realize how –sob- stressful that is?
And just when I've finally defeated you, when I finally think I'm free from all that responsibility… -sob sob- then… -sob- y-you two just … stand there again, radammit!"

Yami stood there sobbing, sniffing and with two wide tracks of mascara and eyeliner streaming down his cheeks.

Marik looked at it, wide eyed, in more than one way unable to say anything. Bakura also wisely kept himself quiet. The fact of the surface of the mud rising with all added rainwater was one reason. The other reason was an interesting thought that just made his way into popping up in his head.

Since when did I went from psycho to psychiatrist?

Yami was still sobbing heavily and close to a total nerve breakdown.. "And now," he said, standing in a black pool of makeup mixed with tears, "I'm really done forgiving, forgetting and letting you ruin my and other people's lives!"

The sennen puzzle started glowing.

"I'm going to send you to the shadowrealm! TOGETHER WITH THAT DAMN MUDBATH!"

Marik and Bakura looked at him in the greatest horror possible, realizing way too late that he had really meant it. They then started, also way too late, with their fruitless attempts to break free.

Because… Let's be reasonable… The shadowrealm isn't the most cozy place to spend your Sunday afternoon. Maybe it once was for Marik and Bakura, but this time it was different. This time they were glued stuck in a puddle of mud, because of this had trouble breathing and… someone threatened to send the damned thing with them. Did we add that that pool also provided them with about zero percent chances on a successful escape?

Yami chuckled evilly, in a way only yamis can. "Now… say goodbye!" he whispered.

Marik and Bakura did a last desperate attempt on grabbing their sennen items, only noticing this mud had the same effect as a pool of concrete.

Giving up, they decided to have some interesting final thoughts.

Bakura rolled his eyes.

Niiice… I'm going to spend the rest of eternity lying on top of an, in more ways very suspicious person… in a pool of concrete, in the shadowrealm.

Marik growled in a typical Marik way.

Niiice… I'm going to spend the rest of eternity lying under a wannabe shemale… in a pool of concrete, in the shadowrealm.

They both sighed.

Life sucks

Dark shadows gathered over the park.

Esther: MWAHAHHAHAHAH! Evil! Evil! I'm sooo evil! Cliffhanger for you/evil look/

Marik & Bakura: /with virtually no enthusiasm/ Yay!

Esther: Oh, come on guys, what's with those faces:)

Marik: Oh you're about to send me to the shadowrealm with him /points at Bakura/ and think I'm happy?

Bakura: Idem ditto here.

Esther: /confuzzled look/ Erm… so… you don't want to go to the shadowrealm with yourself? o.O

Bakura: O.O Oh RA! Save me from this fic! O.O

Ra: Shut up!

Esther: Please review! XD

And All cheer for the reviewers! XP

AvengerRevengeVengeanceSisters: Oh no! -gasp- No don't faint /waves fan/ I already updated!

The Fall of the Spirited: Don't worry, I've got my ideas ready for fire… /evil look/ In fact… It's going to be the next element to face -chuckle- And my parents are also always telling me I'm insane when laughing, lol! XD