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inconvenience.
SIDE NOTE: Sariah: BWAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!!! BWAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!!!!!
Dragaria: It's not THAT funny...
Sariah: ARE YOU KIDDING?! IT'S HILARIOUS!!! BWAHAHAHHAAAA!!!
Dragaria: It was a simple mistake! You have so many fanfics; how'm I supposed to know which one Rain of Love reads?????!!!!!
Sariah: It's just so funny! Rain of Love argues with you in THIS one, not Medieval Duel Monsters, you stooge! BWAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!!!
Dragaria: Oh, on with the fic!
"Joey... oh, Joey...," sigh. 'HEY, JOSEPH, WAKE UP!'
"YAAAAIIIII!" Joey leapt out of his bed and straight onto the floor. Jono invaded his mind with hysterical laughter. He growled in frustration. 'IT'S NOT FUNNY! AND DON'T YELL IN MY MIND! IT HURTS!'
Jono reeled back in his ghost- like form. "Yeesh, fine! Just trying to wake you up, lazy- butt. It's 10:00 in the morning!"
"So?" Joey yawned. "I usually don't even lift an eyelid until noon. What's your deal?"
"I wanna go out on the town!" Jono twirled around in the air. "I want to know ALL about Japan! I want to eat food, play games, see sights..."
"Alright, I get it!" Joey stretched and stood up. "Fine. I'll go get dressed. YOU stay here. Yeesh... Egyptian freak..."
As soon as Joey was dressed and out the door, he started walking towards the arcade. If Jono wanted to go out on the town, he'd do it his way!
'Whoa; what's THIS place?' Jono gazed in wonder at all the flashing lights and graphics of the arcade. Joey rolled his eyes at the ignorance of the blonde Egyptian.
'It's an arcade.'
'What're we doing here? What's it for? What's it do?'
'You wanted to see Japan, so we're doin' it my way. My style. This is where I go to hang out.'
'What's "hang out"?'
Joey sighed. 'Never mind. Just keep quiet and let me concentrate. We got some serious gamin' to do!'
"Hey, look who's back!" a group of guys near the DDR machine spotted Joey. Joey groaned in annoyance.
'Hey, who're they? Friends of yours?'
'No. I beat them at DDR five times each. They probably want a rematch.'
'Then let me take over!'
'What?! You?! No way!'
'Please? I want to have some fun!'
'You'll ruin my DDR winning streak!'
'I will not! PLEASE?'
Joey sighed. 'Aw, fine! But if you start losin' I'm takin' over!'
'Psh; whatever.'
The guys ran up just as Jono took over. His smile probably brightened up the room about ten times.
"Hey, have you gotten shorter, Joseph?" one guy sneered.
"I think he has! And skinnier, too!"
"Cut the jokes, guys; I want what he stole," another guy stepped up in front of the others. "Well, well, Wheeler; it seems you owe me a rematch from all those times you cheated me outta those DDR wins."
'Cheated?! I won fair and square!' Joey mentally said angrily.
"Cheated?! I won fair and square!" repeated Jono.
"So you say," the guy frowned. "I STILL want a rematch from you, Joseph. And you're gonna give me one. NOW."
Jono shrugged. "Okay. Let's do it, then."
'This is the end of my life,' Joey mentally groaned.
The two stepped up on the DDR platforms. Jono still smiled, looking terribly clueless. The other guy stood ready and determined, entirely focused on the screen. The game started.
Right off, Jono moved uncertainly, and with amateurish grace. He stumbled a couple times and tripped over his own feet once. The other guy looked over at him with a laugh.
"Lost your touch, eh, Wheeler?"
'You're totally losing! Let me take over!' Joey demanded.
'No,' Jono insisted. 'I know what I'm doing. I can handle it.'
'No you can't! You're messin' up!'
'It only LOOKS like I'm messing up, Joey. Look at the screen.'
Joey looked at the screen, and sure enough, Jono was the one winning. As soon as the other guy noticed this, his eyes bulged out in sheer surprise. When the game was over, he knew he'd lost.
"How in the world did I lose?! AGAIN?!"
"You can never beat be at DDR," Jono laughed. "I'm plainly just the best!"
'But I still don't get it,' Joey mentally said as they left the arcade. 'How did you do it?'
'How? That's easy,' Jono smiled. 'Me and Yami practically invented DDR.'
'You what?! No way!'
'We ran out of games to play when we were kids... so we started making up stuff. We came up with the idea to point in certain directions and we'd move our feet in the same directions. Hence the arrow system on the DDR screen.'
'Guess the word musta spread.'
'Yami printed the instructions of our game in my tomb. He told me so the other day,' Jono sighed. 'Yup. It's a great game, and I was so much better at it than him. I would always win. Why d'you think you're so good at it, Joey? You are my reincarnation after all!'
'Zip it! I bet I could beat you at! If we didn't have the same body, that is...'
'Oh, I highly doubt it, Joseph. I highly doubt it.'
SIDE NOTE: Sariah: Well, what'd you think?
Dragaria: YAMI- KUN BELONGS TO ME!!!! HEAR ME????????
Sariah: That's getting quite old. *sighs* Well, I updated. Yeah... well, for info on updates and new stories and such, look at my bio! Tootles!
SIDE NOTE: Sariah: BWAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!!! BWAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!!!!!
Dragaria: It's not THAT funny...
Sariah: ARE YOU KIDDING?! IT'S HILARIOUS!!! BWAHAHAHHAAAA!!!
Dragaria: It was a simple mistake! You have so many fanfics; how'm I supposed to know which one Rain of Love reads?????!!!!!
Sariah: It's just so funny! Rain of Love argues with you in THIS one, not Medieval Duel Monsters, you stooge! BWAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!!!
Dragaria: Oh, on with the fic!
"Joey... oh, Joey...," sigh. 'HEY, JOSEPH, WAKE UP!'
"YAAAAIIIII!" Joey leapt out of his bed and straight onto the floor. Jono invaded his mind with hysterical laughter. He growled in frustration. 'IT'S NOT FUNNY! AND DON'T YELL IN MY MIND! IT HURTS!'
Jono reeled back in his ghost- like form. "Yeesh, fine! Just trying to wake you up, lazy- butt. It's 10:00 in the morning!"
"So?" Joey yawned. "I usually don't even lift an eyelid until noon. What's your deal?"
"I wanna go out on the town!" Jono twirled around in the air. "I want to know ALL about Japan! I want to eat food, play games, see sights..."
"Alright, I get it!" Joey stretched and stood up. "Fine. I'll go get dressed. YOU stay here. Yeesh... Egyptian freak..."
As soon as Joey was dressed and out the door, he started walking towards the arcade. If Jono wanted to go out on the town, he'd do it his way!
'Whoa; what's THIS place?' Jono gazed in wonder at all the flashing lights and graphics of the arcade. Joey rolled his eyes at the ignorance of the blonde Egyptian.
'It's an arcade.'
'What're we doing here? What's it for? What's it do?'
'You wanted to see Japan, so we're doin' it my way. My style. This is where I go to hang out.'
'What's "hang out"?'
Joey sighed. 'Never mind. Just keep quiet and let me concentrate. We got some serious gamin' to do!'
"Hey, look who's back!" a group of guys near the DDR machine spotted Joey. Joey groaned in annoyance.
'Hey, who're they? Friends of yours?'
'No. I beat them at DDR five times each. They probably want a rematch.'
'Then let me take over!'
'What?! You?! No way!'
'Please? I want to have some fun!'
'You'll ruin my DDR winning streak!'
'I will not! PLEASE?'
Joey sighed. 'Aw, fine! But if you start losin' I'm takin' over!'
'Psh; whatever.'
The guys ran up just as Jono took over. His smile probably brightened up the room about ten times.
"Hey, have you gotten shorter, Joseph?" one guy sneered.
"I think he has! And skinnier, too!"
"Cut the jokes, guys; I want what he stole," another guy stepped up in front of the others. "Well, well, Wheeler; it seems you owe me a rematch from all those times you cheated me outta those DDR wins."
'Cheated?! I won fair and square!' Joey mentally said angrily.
"Cheated?! I won fair and square!" repeated Jono.
"So you say," the guy frowned. "I STILL want a rematch from you, Joseph. And you're gonna give me one. NOW."
Jono shrugged. "Okay. Let's do it, then."
'This is the end of my life,' Joey mentally groaned.
The two stepped up on the DDR platforms. Jono still smiled, looking terribly clueless. The other guy stood ready and determined, entirely focused on the screen. The game started.
Right off, Jono moved uncertainly, and with amateurish grace. He stumbled a couple times and tripped over his own feet once. The other guy looked over at him with a laugh.
"Lost your touch, eh, Wheeler?"
'You're totally losing! Let me take over!' Joey demanded.
'No,' Jono insisted. 'I know what I'm doing. I can handle it.'
'No you can't! You're messin' up!'
'It only LOOKS like I'm messing up, Joey. Look at the screen.'
Joey looked at the screen, and sure enough, Jono was the one winning. As soon as the other guy noticed this, his eyes bulged out in sheer surprise. When the game was over, he knew he'd lost.
"How in the world did I lose?! AGAIN?!"
"You can never beat be at DDR," Jono laughed. "I'm plainly just the best!"
'But I still don't get it,' Joey mentally said as they left the arcade. 'How did you do it?'
'How? That's easy,' Jono smiled. 'Me and Yami practically invented DDR.'
'You what?! No way!'
'We ran out of games to play when we were kids... so we started making up stuff. We came up with the idea to point in certain directions and we'd move our feet in the same directions. Hence the arrow system on the DDR screen.'
'Guess the word musta spread.'
'Yami printed the instructions of our game in my tomb. He told me so the other day,' Jono sighed. 'Yup. It's a great game, and I was so much better at it than him. I would always win. Why d'you think you're so good at it, Joey? You are my reincarnation after all!'
'Zip it! I bet I could beat you at! If we didn't have the same body, that is...'
'Oh, I highly doubt it, Joseph. I highly doubt it.'
SIDE NOTE: Sariah: Well, what'd you think?
Dragaria: YAMI- KUN BELONGS TO ME!!!! HEAR ME????????
Sariah: That's getting quite old. *sighs* Well, I updated. Yeah... well, for info on updates and new stories and such, look at my bio! Tootles!
