And welcome back my adoring fans! Thanks again for all the great reviews. I was planning to describe what happened to Bakura and Malik in the last chapter, but that didn't end up happening because of a certain friend of Yami's.

Yami: SO!?! You freaking killed him off!

Silverwitch07: What? I only did it because Malik and Bakura paid me to...whoops.

Yami: glares BAKURA!!!!!!!! MALIK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GET YOUR BUTTS OVER HERE THIS INSTANT!!!!!!!!!!!!

Bakura and Malik: currently at some coffee shop eating a bagel

Malik: Did you hear something?

Bakura: takes a sip of coffee Nope.

Yami: glares into the distance They are soooooooo dead!

Silverwitch: /actually it IS technically my fault, because I was angry that I wasted most of the previous chapter talking about some stupid fish, but Yami doesn't need to know that...does he?/

Yami: grabs a pitchfork and goes looking for Malik and Bakura

Silverwitch07: gulps Well, hopefully those two won't realize that I'm the one who told Yami that they're responsible for George's death...

Malik and Bakura: running from Yami, who found them at the coffee shop SILVERWITCH07!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I THOUGHT YOU LOVED US!!!!!!!!!!!!

Silverwitch07: I do...just not as much as someone else.

Malik and Bakura: WHO!?!

Silverwitch07: Pietro Maximoff. A.K.A. Quicksilver.

Malik and Bakura: stop running Who?

Silverwitch07: sighs Never mind...

Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnyway. On with the fic! (A/N: It is very true that I love Pietro! So all you other Pietro fans: BACK OFF cuz he's MINE!!!! Metallic07, that includes YOU!)

George's funeral

"GEORGE!" Yami continued sobbing on the ground. "WHY GEORGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"This is so embarrassing," Bakura sighed. "A 5000 year old pharaoh is sobbing over a fish."

Yami suddenly gasped. "Who told you my age!?!"

"Hello! Everyone already knows you're 5000 years old," Malik said matter-of-factly.

"How?" Yami had clearly forgotten about George for the moment.

"It's a little thing called the internet!" Malik snapped. "All people have to do is go to a Yu-Gi-Oh website and look it up!"

"Hey, not everyone knows how old you are," Kaiba began.

Yami looked at him hopefully. "Really?"

"Yeah, I'm sure George didn't because he didn't live long enough to find out."

Yami started to sniffle, and his eyes went back to George.

"George..." Yami started to cry again.

"KAIBA!" The gang shouted at the CEO again.

"What!?!" Kaiba screamed at them. "Why do you morons keep yelling at me!?!"

"Because, it's fun," Joey answered.

Yugi gave Joey a look. "Uh...I mean, because you keep making Yami cry, which is getting really annoying," Joey corrected himself.

"Exactly," Yugi nodded.

"Yugi," Yami whimpered.

"Yeah Yami?" Yugi walked up to his Yami, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Can we have a funeral for George?"

"WHAT!?!" Everyone but Yugi and Yami screamed in unison.

"Please Yugi," Yami begged. "It won't take too long."

"You've got to be out of your mind!" Bakura exclaimed.

"Seriously Yugi," Ryou began. "We can't waste time having a funeral for a stupid fish."

"GEORGE IS NOT STUPID!" Yami yelled, and inch away from Ryou's face.

"Hey, only I can yell at my hikari like that," Bakura snapped. "And besides, don't you mean George WAS not stupid, instead of he IS not stupid?"

Yami began to whimper again before bursting into tears.

"BAKURA!" The gang shouted at the ancient spirit.

"Ha! I didn't get yelled at and you did!" Kaiba began to taunt Bakura.

"Shut up Kaiba!" Everyone yelled at him.

"I hate you all!" Kaiba exclaimed, sitting down on a random log, and pouting like a three year old.

Everyone stared at him.

"So," Yami said, after a few moments of stunned silence. "Can we have a funeral for George?"

"Okay Yami, we'll have a funeral for George," Yugi gave in, much to the dislike of everyone else.

"Yugi, you've really got to stop hanging around the pharaoh," Marik told him. "His stupidity is starting to rub off on you."

"I know," Yugi sighed. "But hopefully after this, he'll spend the rest of the trip in mourning, and be silent."

"One can only hope," Marik sighed as he walked up to the rest of the group who were standing in a circle around George.

"Don't we need to dig a hole first?" Joey asked.

"Oh for Ra's sake!" Malik exclaimed as he started to dig a hole with his bare hands. "At this rate we'll be here all night!"

"Not if I can help it," Kaiba muttered.

After a few minutes, Malik stood up, revealing a small hole that he had dug.

"Are you sure it's going to be big enough?" Mokuba asked.

"Of course it is," Malik snapped. "I mean, sure, we might have to fold him a little, but he'll still fit."

"Don't we need a minister or a priest too? Serenity asked.

"We've already got one," Ryou answered, glancing sideways at Kaiba.

"What are you looking at me fo- wait a minute..." Kaiba's eyes went wide. "No way, I am NOT going to say anything about any accursed-."

"Oh come on Kaiba," Bakura snapped. "We need a priest, and you just happen to be the only one here who is indeed, a priest."

"Correction," Kaiba interrupted. "I believe what you mean is that I'm the only one here who WAS a priest. But that was back in Ancient Egypt, and even then I'm sure I didn't do funerals for dead fishes!"

"Please Seto," Mokuba begged. "I really want to get to the campsite."

"How about this," Yugi began. "If you agree to do this, I'll let you use Yami as a piñata when we get to the campsite."

"Deal," Kaiba said instantly.

"Shouldn't we all be wearing black?" Yami asked, sniffling.

"Hey, just be grateful that we agreed to even do this," Bakura snapped.

"Can we just get this over with already?" Tea asked, annoyed.

"Kaiba, just start talking," Malik snapped.

"Uh...okay," Kaiba stood at the top of the hole.

"Wait a minute, where's the fish?" Joey asked suddenly.

"I hhave hhim," Yami said through his tears.

"Alright, put him in the hole already so we can get this thing over with," Marik instructed.

Yami gently set George in the hole, but had to bend him a little because he wouldn't fit.

"Okay Kaiba, begin the so-called service," Tristan said.

"Whatever," Kaiba muttered. "Fore score and seven years ago..."

"Wrong speech Kaiba!" Everyone shouted.

"Well, how was I supposed to know?" Kaiba snapped back. "This is stupid anyway."

"Just say something about George," Ryou said.

"Fine," Kaiba snapped. "Uh, George was a fish..."

Kaiba only got that far before Yami started bawling on the ground. Everyone blinked.

"Well, I guess that ends my job," Kaiba shrugged, and walked over to get his and Mokuba's bags. "Just throw some dirt on the hole, and let's get going."

"Finally!" The gang grabbed a handful of dirt, and threw it, not even caring if it hit the hole or not. They grabbed their stuff, and continued to walk into the woods.

Everyone, that is, but Yami. He continued to sob over his friend.

Yugi had to come back and drag Yami by the collar, to get him to leave.

"I'll never forget you George!" Yami called. "Don't forget to write!"

"Why did I get stuck with the stupid yami?" Yugi asked himself.