Disclaimer: I still own nothing. Sadly………
Mokuba has yet to succeed reaching the cabinet for some good ol' cheese crackers. Joey has yet to help him since he's too fascinated with the Japanese fighter fish (because he put them both in the same tank to watch them kill each other).
"This place might not be so bad after all." Joey said after he returned the fish to their respective tanks. He then helped Mokuba with the snacks. They sat in Mokuba's room, and ate after he took the Santa suit off.
"Say, Mokuba…" Joey began, "I don't wanna be a burden or anything. So you got something I could help you with? You know some chores, maybe?"
"I don't really know… maybe Seto will make you clean the basement, but it couldn't even help if ten Seto's could do that!" Mokuba laughed.
"Why?" Joey was curious.
"Because there's so much junk down there. It's super-cluttered. You could really get lost, Joey."Mokuba had on a worried face.
He just realized that maybe he shouldn't have told him about the basement, but then again it wouldn't be fair if he didn't warn him.
"It's best you don't go down there," he said.
Joey, however, was dozing into a light sleep.
"Uh-huh…" he mumbled, "don't go in the basement…..."
A few hours later, a bright light wakes Joey up. He opened his eyes and looked up to see Mokuba Standing above him. "Good morning!" he said.
Joey grumbled, and stretched. He noticed a red hand print on Mokuba's face.
"What happened?' Joey asked. "What did rich boy do to you?"
"Actually, Joey, when you fell asleep, I tried to wake you up to get you on a bed, but you slapped me."
"I did what? I'm so sorry, little dude! Oh man, rich boy's gonna…"
"Don't worry, Joey, Seto wont do a thing. I'm not gonna say a word about it to him."
Joey sighed. "Thanks little man."
"Don't worry, Mokuba, I already know he slapped you."
The boys turn round to see Seto leaning on the door. He walked over to put an ice pack on Mokuba's cheek. He turned to Joey.
"I was never fond of bringing stray dogs home," he said.
"What was that? I'll show you what stay dogs can do!"
Joey proceeded to charge towards Seto, and tripped over. He got up.
"Give me my pajamas and go home," Seto said.
"Gladly! I don't wanna be here, anyway!" Joey stomped out of Mokuba's room, and went to find his uniform.
"Joey! He didn't mean it! Honest! Joey!"Mokuba called out. He then caught up to him. "I made up my mind, Mokuba. I'm going home. Even if I have to break in! But anything's better than livin' with Kaiba!"
"Don't say that, Joey! Seto's really nice! He really is!"Mokuba pleaded. Joey ruffled the sobbing boy's hair. "I know you only want me to have a place to stay this week," he removed his hand and looked away. "But that place isn't here. It ain't with Kaiba; he'll never let me stay with you guys."
"He doesn't have to know, Joey! You can stay in-in the basement!" Mokuba was so desperate, that he didn't care about getting lost in the basement.
Joey agreed, but thought to himself: didn't Mokuba say something about……? Oh never mind.
Mokuba happily led him to the basement, where Joey could stay for a week. He set up a futon and a small lamp so Joey could see. "I'll bring you something to eat as often as possible, so you won't be hungry. Go to the bathroom at night, when Seto's asleep, and head my words about the basement; don't wander."
Joey didn't really feel this was going to work, and if it wasn't, what would Seto do to him when he found out that some "dog" had been hiding in his basement? Would he go farther than usual?
Whatever the case, there wasn't much Joey could do now, let alone something to do.
So he decided to wander the basement.
I know, Joey finding a time machine sounds a little stupid but it gets better, so don't worry. By the way, this is my first story, and I still don't know how to get the summary to tell you it's a crossover, so it's a crossover. There, I said it. In later chapters there may be droplets of yaoi here and there, I'm still not sure if I'll do that yet, so be ready.
As always, flames are graciously welcome. Now Hungry for a Sandwich will go eat one. See you next chapter.