ODION DOES NOT EXIST IN THIS DREAM!

And neither does Rebecca. (actually come to think of it she can join the teapots. Her and that evil teddy of hers! DOMN YOU YUGI! YOU SOFT HEARTED PERSON YOU!) throws an encyclopaedia at him I am making a pin cushion that looks like a teapot AND I AM GONNA USE IT AS A VOODOO THINGO!

Sorry, I only got 3 hours of sleep last night. HA! THESE COOL LITTLE ACCENTS ON TOP OF WORDS! LOOK! Ééáée

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Téa was sitting in the control room of the virtual reality dream world. Standing (or sitting) next to her was the teapot king. His name was Spout.

"ah, unfortunately that Ishizu knows more zan we wish her to know" said spout.

"yes but that can easily be fixed." Téa said with ease.

"REMODIFY THERE MINDS!" Téa shouted.

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Ishizu looked up in alarm. She had heard something.

She then looked around at the people around her.

Who the hell are these people? She thought.

"um Ishizu, are you all right?" one of them asked.

OOHH! LOOK AT HIS HAIR!

She poked it.

"um, Ishizu?" he asked again.

Who the hell is Ishizu?

She poked his hair again.

And then she saw a miniature colourful haired person.

She poked his hair too.

"YAY! FUN!" she said happily poking both heads at once.

"dooodooodooodooodoooo!" she was singing as she was poking there hair.

"well I think it's safe to say that Ishizu has officially lost it" said one of the people with long black hair.

Ishizu was having difficulty in telling whether it was a male or female.

"I shall call you SHEMAN!" said Ishizu to the little sheman.

"don't look at me Malik! It's your sister!" said one of them with evil wild hair and a tan. Talking to another look alike. Except his hair wasn't as wacko.

"I am feeling faint" she said.

And she fainted.

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Joey was staring at Ishizu.

He decided that she was nuts.

mmmmm…. Peanuts…..

he took a bite of his spaghetti bolognaise. (YAY! I SPELT IT RIGHT!)

and realised that it tasted like cardboard!

Yes, he knew what cardboard tastes like.

From experience.

That was the day that he actually learnt something at school.

And he learnt that not everything was edible.

BACK TO THE STORY!

He was eating peanuts.

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A/N: the end of another brilliant chapter. Now I'm going back to my hole!

R/R people! R/R.