Hey, only a little over a month for this one. It's a new record.

Disclaimer: Yugioh is not mine.

Claimer: Terra-chan and all the insanity she brings with her are mine!

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Pegasus had decided against staying in Otogi-boy's house while the owner wasn't there - he had a funny feeling that Otogi-boy would _eventually_ remember that he'd left guests there, but that could take days - so he had Croquet make arrangements to head for one of his private properties as soon as possible.

The soonest they could leave was the next day, around lunchtime. Pegasus felt guilty as he ate the food they found inside the boy's refrigerator…mostly. It was just leftover Chinese food, so that kind of took some of the guilt off.

Not entirely certain if he should leave a letter explaining things - in case Otogi _didn't_ remember he had been here - Pegasus came up with a brilliant solution. When Otogi came back, he'd find a short letter that had the phone number for the place he was going, but with the address of an entirely different place, and an invitation to call him up as soon as possible.

Not once did Terra appear during all of this. It was only when Pegasus was sitting back on a chair in his private jet, eye closed and completely relaxed, that he heard the soft 'pop' noise he had come to associate with Terra's arrivals, and felt a very heavy weight landed on him. Pegasus opened his eye and found himself face to face with a beaming Terra.

"Whee! I just LOVE airplane trips! You always travel the most FUN ways, Peggy-kun!"

"How nice of you to say so," Pegasus said, only being a _little_ sarcastic, "Now, can you please get off of me?"

"Yep."

When she didn't budge for another four minutes, Pegasus sighed, looking skywards in exasperation.

"_Will_ you please get off of me," he said.

"I'll have to think about it…well…nah, maybe later. Right now I'm really tired and you're really comfy."

And then she promptly fell asleep, snoring like a foghorn going off. If it was not for the fact that his arms were pinned, he would be tearing at his hair by now. Shoving her off of him did come to mind, but Pegasus had been raised too well to do anything like that to a lady - no matter how irritating she acted…no matter how mind-boggling she was…no matter how much she had started drooling on him -

"Croquet! Come in here at once!"

Croquet stepped out of the cockpit, where he had been watching the pilot, and took in the whole scene with barely a raised eyebrow.

"Yes, Master Pegasus? Is something the matter?"

Years of experience with Croquet told Pegasus that Croquet was trying not to laugh. It was the slight twitch of his shoulders that gave it away.

"Croquet, can you _please_ find a way to persuade her to get off of me?!," Pegasus demanded, wincing as his voice took on that slightly shrill pitch it always did whenever he was upset.

"I don't know, sir," Croquet said, "We should be arriving in half an hour, and she may wake up on her own before then."

Croquet excused himself before Pegasus could stammer any more demands for his intervention, but as the man's back retreated into the cockpit and a wealth of curses he wanted to use for this situation but couldn't passed through Pegasus's mind - so did something else.

~I wonder what his reaction would be if I brought back a blanket.~

The voice was so familiar, Pegasus had to think about it for a while before he realized that it was _Croquet's_.