And heerrrrrrrrrre's Johnny! crickets begin to chirp in the background. What a wonderful audience...anyway, I'd like to thank everyone for their reviews. They inspire me to continue writing. eyes well up with tears
Anyway, I hope you all enjoy what's to come, because I'm sure that the YGO characters won't. YGO gang casts nervous glances around the room Oh yes... grins manically MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA- coughs uncontrollably-HAHAHAHA- wheezes and begins to choke -HAHAHA- coughs some more OH FORGET IT! Now to get on with the fan fic. BEWARE! A/N: I wanted to add that I'm not going to write out what happened to Bakura and Malik when it happened, but I will explain most of it through flashback, in the next chapter. Also, I'd like to add that it's not just Bakura's fault that this is rated PG. In this chapter, it's mostly Malik's fault. And because of it, this chapter might borderline of a PG-13 rating. You have been warned.
Our Friend George...
After several hours of tromping through the forest, Bakura and Malik finally located the rest of the gang; who had stopped to rest in a small clearing.
"How...much...farther..." A certain CEO gasped, grabbing onto a tree for support. You could clearly tell that he wasn't used to the great outdoors. In fact, the gang couldn't tell if he was more angry or tired. The hoped it was the second option.
"Really Yugi, we've been walking forever," Tristan snapped, sitting down on a tree stump.
"WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT TRISTAN TAYLOR!?!" Serenity began shouting in his face. "IF I'M NOT MISTAKEN, I'VE BEEN THE ONE WHO'S HAD TO CARRY YOU ON MY BACK FOR THE PAST HOUR, SO DON'T YOU DARE SAY ANYTHING ABOUT WALKING FOREVER!!!"
Tristan just stood there, paralyzed with fear. "Meep..."
"Don't you "meep" me!" Serenity snapped, getting an inch away from his face.
"Ahhhhh!" Tristan fell off the tree stump and hit his head on a nearby log.
"Serves you right," Serenity muttered, sulking off to go sit by Joey.
Or, what she thought was Joey.
"Uh...Joey?" She asked hesitantly. "Why are you wearing that Davy Crocket outfit?"
"Why? WHY? I'll tell ya why," Joey stood up on the tree stump that Tristan had fallen off of just minutes before. "Because...I AM THE ALL MIGHTY DAVY CROCKET!!!"
He began to strike several different poses.
Everyone just blinked.
That is, until they heard two all-to familiar voices scream, "THERE YOU BLOODY A HOLES ARE!"
Everyone, including Joey/Davy turned around just in time to see their favorite Tomb Keeper and Tomb Robber come walking...well, storming up to the gang.
"Holy pineapples!" Tea exclaimed. "What happened to you guys?"
They were both looking pretty worse for the ware.
Bakura's once long pants were now shorts, his shirt had several holes, and he had a small part of a tree branch sticking out of his hair. He was also covered in pine needles, and was missing his left shoe.
Marik on the other hand had looked like he had just jumped into a swimming pool with his clothes on. Water was dripping off of his black pants; that were now cut into long ribbon like sections from his knees down. The entire bottom half of his shirt was gone, and his hair had a fish stuck in it.
Both of them were covered in scratches, bruises, and small cuts.
"Hikari, why do you have a fish in your hair?" Marik asked, confused.
Malik's eyes narrowed into slits as he reached up and grabbed the fish that was still squirming around. Angrily, he threw it aside.
"Fishy!" Yami ran after the fish, and knelt down next to it. "Poor fishy." He picked it up and began to stroke it.
Then he turned to Malik, glaring. "What'd George ever do to you?"
Malik was so surprised by the question that he stopped glaring long enough to blink.
Bakura and the rest of the gang did so as well.
"George?" Malik asked, confused. "Who the hell is George!?!"
"He's my friend you meany!" Yami exclaimed, and began to whisper soothing words to the fish.
"The fish?" Malik stared at Yami. "You've made friends with THE FISH!?"
"Yeah, I did," Yami said firmly. "You got a problem with that?"
"You named the fish George?" Kaiba asked in disbelief.
"You've only known the fish for five minutes!" Malik exclaimed in exasperation.
"You named the fish George?" Kaiba asked again.
"Well, we have a lot in common," Yami held "George" closer to him.
"You named the fish GEORGE?" Kaiba continued to ask in shock.
"What could you possibly have in common with a fish!?!" Malik screamed.
"YOU NAMED THE FISH GEORGE!?!"
"YES KAIBA, HE NAMED THE STUPID FISH GEORGE!" Bakura finally shouted at him. "NOW GET THAT THROUGH YOUR THICK SKULL, AND SHUT THE HELL UP SO THE REST OF US CAN LISTEN TO MALIK AND YAMI ARGUE!"
Everyone stared at Bakura in shock. Well, everyone except for Malik and Yami that is, who were still arguing about "George".
"Uh...yami," Ryou began. "Why don't you sit down somewhere and let me get those pine needles out of your hair?"
Bakura muttered something before finally agreeing to. "But I'm warning you," The ancient spirit threatened. "If you pull my hair out instead of those needles, you're going to go through what Malik and I just did, only ten times worse."
"Speaking of which, what DID you and Malik go through?" Yugi asked.
Bakura was about to answer, when Joey suddenly said, "Gross! What the heck is that smell?"
Everyone suddenly stopped what they were doing, and began to sniff the air.
"Ewwwwwwwwww, what is that, Seto?" Mokuba asked his older sibling.
"I'm not sure," Kaiba replied, pulling the collar of his trench coat over his nose and mouth. "But I don't think I want to know."
Suddenly, they all glared at Joey.
"What'd I do?" Joey asked, puzzled.
"Whoever smelt it, dealt it, Joey," Tristan smirked, fanning the air at the blonde.
"Very funny Tristan," Joey glared.
"I don't think its Joey," Marik said, walking over to his hikari and Yami. "But another friend of the pharaoh's."
He glanced at the now obviously dead fish.
"Sick!" Serenity squirmed, and ran behind Joey.
"Uh Yami," Yugi tapped him on the shoulder. "I think there might just possibly be something wrong with George."
"What?" Yami blinked in confusion.
"Yeah, I think he forgot to put on deodorant this morning," Malik gagged, and went behind a tree to puke.
"George," Yami scolded, shaking his finger at the dead fish. "You know you were supposed to wear deodorant this morning. Bad fishy!"
The fish lay motionless.
"George, go put deodorant on now!" Yami ordered.
George still didn't move.
"I don't believe it," Yami said, a look of sudden shock on his face.
"Yami," Yugi began, thinking the fact that George was dead had finally sank in.
"You fell asleep on me!" Yami shouted, and shook the fish in the air. "Now apologize."
George remained motionless.
"That does it mister; you've just earned yourself a time out!" Yami started to walk over to a log to set George on it, when Yugi stopped him.
"Uh, Yami, I don't think that George is sleeping."
"What are you talking about, of course he's sleeping," Yami held up the fish to Yugi's face. "See?"
Gagging, Yugi turned away.
"Yugi, what's wrong?" Yami asked cluelessly.
"You see Yami," Yugi began, but got interrupted by Kaiba, who was getting extremely agitated with the time that was wasted because of a fish.
"Yami, the stupid fish is dead."
"What?" Yami's eyes got all wide and watery, and he knelt down on the ground next to George.
"Nice going Kaiba!" Joey snapped.
"What?" Kaiba snapped back. "I was getting sick of the smell, and sick of just standing here. I mean, we all knew that the fish had been dead for the past half hour."
"Kaiba!" Everyone else shouted.
"It's true!" Kaiba argued back.
"OH MY PRECIOUS GEORGE!!!!!!" Yami began wailing. "WHY YOU? OH THE HUMANITY!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Oh give me a break," Kaiba muttered.
"OUCH!" Bakura suddenly screamed. While everyone else was occupied with George, Ryou had been trying to get the pine needles out of his yami's hair; without much success.
"Sorry yami," Ryou apologized. "The good news is, that was the last needle."
"Good," Bakura snapped. "Does that mean that my hair looks somewhat normal again?"
"No, not really," Ryou answered. "It still looks like a train wreck."