Target: Horrorworld
Chapter Two
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A/N: Thanks for the encouraging reviews, everyone! I know all authors must say this, but I have the best reviewers in the world. -Insert smiley here-
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"Kazeeeeee!"
Baku was still screaming when the Bakurian royal family arrived on Earth in the middle of the throne room. Taena immediately slapped her hand over her brother's mouth upon seeing everyone in the throne room staring at them.
"Wow," Mokuba exclaimed. He held a hand up. "Uh, we come in peace!"
Bakura rounded on his cousin. "What the hell! You made us land here with that stupid piece of scrap metal!"
Malik tapped on the instantaneous transportation device curiously. "I thought I put in the coordinates for us to land in the meeting room Yuugi had set up for us." Bakura grabbed him by the shirt collar and started shaking him, causing Malik's head to totter back and forth.
"Hey! Stop!" Anzu ordered, slapping Bakura on the arm.
"Don't make me look like a fool!" Bakura barked at Malik. His cousin angrily tried to push him away.
"You do that on your own!"
"Malik!" Careen hissed, trying to pull her lover away from the king. Malik and Careen had never been officially married. But, for the past eight years, they had been together enough, merely lacking the signed certificate.
Not to be outdone by their parents' bickering, the children began to act out. Baku bit Taena's hand, and the eight-year-old released him in surprise.
"Baku!" Ryoko cried, shocked that he bit their younger sister. The oldest daughter pounced on Baku, knocking him to the ground. She sat on top of him, pulling at his long hair. Mokuba, who had been warily eyeing his foster parents, turned his attention to trying to pry Ryoko off of Baku.
A throat being cleared made everyone pause in their attacks. They looked up at the figure standing awkwardly nearby the heap of people on the floor. "Um, hello, guys," King Yuugi greeted, staring down at them as if they had each grown another head. He cautiously glanced around the throne room at the noblemen and women of Earth. The Earthling aristocrats quickly averted their attention from the chaotic scene.
The Bakurian royalty quickly stood, brushing themselves off embarrassedly. After patting down her hair, Anzu pulled Yuugi into a hug, congratulating him on his pending marriage which was to occur the next day.
"There's my little princess!" Yuugi exclaimed, hugging Ryoko tightly when she wandered up to him. She leaned back, a frown creasing her pretty features.
"I'm not little, Yuugi! I'm all grown up!"
Yuugi stared at her, dumbfounded. "Well, of course, you are!" He glanced at Bakura and Anzu who were shaking their heads pathetically. He glanced back at Ryoko, wondering at her odd behavior. Everyone knew about Ryoko's crush on Yuugi except the Earthling king himself. As far as he knew, he was still 'Papa Yuugi' and she was still his 'little princess.'
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"It certainly is a pleasure to meet you, Anippe," Anzu exclaimed, sipping her wine during the wedding reception. "You looked simply exquisite during the ceremony!"
The new Queen of Earth smiled, blushing, and waved a hand at the Queen of Bakura. "Oh, you're too kind, Queen Anzu. I've heard nothing but good things of you from Yuugi."
It was Anzu's turn to blush. She glanced across the room to the center of the dancefloor where Bakura and Yuugi were having a swordfight for entertainment; the blades were, of course, covered with cloth.
"I've upped my standards, now up yours!" Bakura declared, lunging out at Yuugi. Anzu slapped a hand to her face; it did not matter how many years had passed, her husband and former fiancee would always be rivals.
"I've still got it."
Anzu removed her palm from her face when the Bakurian king appeared next to her. Bakura raised a brow at Anippe, eyeing her up and down suspiciously. The woman was quite pretty with shoulder-length brown hair and green eyes.
"Please excuse me," Anippe apologized, waving to someone off in the distance.
Once she was out of hearing distance, Bakura turned to Anzu seriously. "That little shrimp married someone who looks just like you! That's just fucking weird."
Anzu planted her hands on her hips and stared her husband down. "Bakura, that is just ridiculous. She doesn't look like me... that much..."
Sitting alone at a table was Ryoko. Her head was resting on her arms as she idly twirled her straw around in her glass of water. She turned her head slightly on her armswhen Careen approached her. The long-haired blonde woman sat down next to the Bakurian princess.
"Ryoko, I am totally prepared to hate this woman if you want," Careen offered sympathetically, sending a sneer in Anippe's direction.
Ryoko sighed and lifted her head up, so that now her chin was resting on her arms. "It's okay, Aunt Careen. My heart is splattered all over this hideous tiled floor, but who needs a heart anyway?"
Careen kissed the teenager's forehead, knowing how delicate teenage crushes were. Ryoko's behavior reminded the woman of her own behavior in regards to her obsession with Bakura so many years before.
"May I have the honor of dancing with the prettiest lady in the room?"
Ryoko glanced at the hand held out in front of her before looking up to its owner. Jounouchi was grinning down at her. A tiny smile spread across her features.
She accepted the proffered hand. "Sure, Uncle Jou."
Careen smiled as the girl danced around the room with the Earthling man. She stood togo toher lover who was chatting with Mai over by the snack table.
"Look, all I'm saying is his little obsession is getting just a bit on the freaky side. You're going to come visit one day, and, low and behold, he'll have a daughter named Anzu," Bakura maintained stubbornly, staring across the room at Yuugi and Anippe.
"He doesn't think of me that way anymore!" Anzu retorted.
The royal couple paused in their hushed bickering as their eleven-year-old son walked past them with a girl on each arm. He was talking animatedly, his head held pridefully high.
"Well, ladies, being a prince is practically like being a king," he told the two redheads who appeared to be a few years older than him. They giggled and bounced their heads, reminding Anzu of the bobblehead dolls.
She stared at her husband from the corner of her eyes. "You're a bad influence." Bakura merely shrugged, not looking the least bit guilty.
Mokuba and Taena walked up to their parents. Bakura and Anzu had not technically adopted Mokuba, but the man had lived with them for eight years, alternating between being mothered and babied by Anzu and Careen.
"How come you two aren't dancing with pretty girls and boys?" Anzu inquired. Taena gave her 'a look.'
"Really, mom, I can barely walk in this dress, let alone dance. And why would I anyway? All of the 'boys' here are probably morons with IQs in the two-digits."
"Not everyone can have an IQ of 180," Mokuba pointed out. He paused thoughtfully. "Uh... except Bakura, I guess."
The king nodded arrogantly. "183, if it is not too silly to correct." He smiled, nodding to himself. Anzu rolled her eyes.
"Well, why aren't you dancing?" she asked the ebony-haired man. Mokuba blushed, scratching behind his head. He took a sip of his wine.
"Mokuba's gay," Taena said calmly. Mokuba spit his wine out all over the floor.
"Taena!"
He looked between his three family members frantically. Anzu seemed surprised, but Bakura looked grateful.
"Thank God for small miracles. One less suitor for Ryoko," he said, relieved. Mokuba appeared ill at the implication that he could someday be romantically interested in the girl who was like a sister to him.
"Ryoko looks really sad," Taena observed, gazing across the room where her sister was sitting at the table again. Malik was poking at her, but nothing seemed to cheer the girl up.
"We should do something fun as a family to cheer her up," Anzu suggested. Bakura held his hands up.
"Danger, danger! Entering harmful territory!" he began cautiously. "I hate all forms of fun except Yuugi-torture and sex."
Taena stuck her tongue out disgustedly. "Gross, dad."
"I've got an idea!" Anzu exclaimed, snapping her finger. "Let's go to Disneyworld!"
Bakura leaned in toward Mokuba, looking a bit frightened. "What the hell is Disneyworld?" The man shrugged in response, just as clueless as the king.
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"What the bloody hell is this!" Bakura demanded as the family chauffeur parked their aircar in front of the white castle which was located on the same street as the Disneyworld complex. The king had seen the many rides, rollercoasters, and village-like buildings from the private jet they had rented at the royal palace.
"It's the Disney hotel, dear," Anzu replied calmly.
"What do I look like? A caveman? You expect me to stay in some primitive castle? By God, they better have footmen," Bakura warned. Anzu sighed, annoyed.
"Honestly, Bakura, you sound like your daughter."
Ryoko and Bakura gasped simultaneously. It was obvious that Anzu was referring to the older daughter.
The group exited the aircar to register themselves in the hotel. They had not made a reservation as it had been a last-minute decision, but Anzu guessed they could pay the hotel enough to give them a few rooms.
"We need three rooms, please," Anzu requested as the group stopped in front of the reception desk.
The receptionist popped her bubblegum as she pulled up a screen on her computer. "Last name the reservation is under?"
"We don't have a reservation. Do you have three rooms? It does not matter what size they are," the Bakurian queen pleaded, glancing at the saddened Ryoko. Her oldest daughter needed a vacation.
The receptionist smacked her bubblegum again. "Sorry, if you don't have a reservation, you don't have a room."
Bakura nudged Anzu aside and stepped up to the desk. He pulled out his planetary passport and slammed it down on the desk. "Give us three rooms," he ground out, eyes glintering maliciously.
The receptionist inched back a bit in her seat before leaning over to look at his passport. Her dark green eyes widened and darted to the rest of the group. "And the rest of the passports?"
Each member of the group laid out their passport on the desk. The chubby lady skimmed over each passport. The smallest title was Careen's, and even hers started with 'Lady.'
"Well," the receptionist said, clearing her throat, "I believe we may have three rooms available."
Bakura nodded, satisfied.
"How many bags need to be brought in?" the receptionist asked without looking away from her computer screen.
"Eight," Careen answered quickly.
"For all of you?" the lady inquired.
"No, just me," Careen clarified, examining her nails.
The receptionist coughed and quickly called for several footmen to retrieve the bags. She finished typing up the reservation and laid out three computer chip keys on the desk. "Okay, I have King Bakura and Queen Anzu in room 260; Lord Malik and Lady Careen in room 261; Prince Baku, Princess Ryoko, Princess Taena, and Lord Mokuba in room 262. You'll find them up the elevator on the second floor and to your right. Enjoy your stay."
Bakura snatched back his passport, smiling falsely. "Thank you."
"Princess Ryoko!" a voice screamed. The princess in question barely had time to turn around before she was mobbed by a small group of girls and boys. Ryoko jumped back, startled.
"That's me," she replied, uncertain.
"We're in your fanclub!" they exclaimed, jamming their hands into their pockets and pulling out small badges that said 'PRFC.'
Ryoko looked happily over her shoulder at the group behind her. "Hey, I have a fanclub on Earth, too!"
Bakura calmly handed Anzu his passport and pulled his lasergun from its holster. He pointed it at the fanclub who drew back in fear. Anzu elbowed him in the side and caught the gun he tossed up in the air on reflex. She handed it behind her to Malik who took it.
"Bakura, do not kill Ryoko's fanclub," Anzu chastised before walking over towards the elevator.
"Man, I'm hungry," Malik complained as he followed. The Bakurian king stood, dumbfounded, as the rest of the group got inside the elevator, leaving only him and the cowering fanclub.
"We'll get something to eat, maybe at that Rainforest Cafe they advertised in the brochure," Careen told her lover, patting his back.
"Dad, are you going to stay out here and terrorize the kids or come get settled in the room?" Baku questioned as he held open the elevator door.
Bakura narrowed his eyes at the fanclub teenagers. "Stay away from my daughter, wannabe punks," he warned sinisterly before making his way over to the elevator. The fanclub members glanced at each other warily before shaking their heads, obviously not going to give up their Princess Ryoko-love.
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The Bakurians had arrived at the Rainforest Cafe, all of their stomachs rumbling hungrily. They had not been able to leave the hotel as quickly as they had wanted due to the fact that Ryoko had complained endlessly that the room she was sharing with her siblings was merely the size of her closet back home. Finally, Baku had whacked her over the head with one of her stillettos which had promptly shut her up.
The group was seated quickly enough due to their continuous complaining of being hungry. The Rainforest Cafe, although stunning visually due to its decorations and several fish aquariums, did nothing for the Bakurians as their attention was solely on their food menus.
"Fooooooooood!" Baku howled, mouth watering hungrily as his eyes darted all over the menu.
"You sound like a cow," Ryoko sneered, still angry about their little incident from earlier.
"Great idea!" he said to his sister. "Okay, waiter, here's what I want." He turned to the young girl who was prepared to take their order. "Bring me a live cow over to the table. I'll carve off what I want and ride the rest back to the hotel!"
"Bakura Katsuya the Fifteenth!" Anzu exclaimed disapprovingly. Bakura snickered from his place next to her.
"Bring me a salad. I can't look fat in front of my Earth fanclub," Ryoko declared, examining her hair in her spoon reflection to make sure not a single strand was out of place. She glanced up, and Taena worldlessly held up her own spoon, so that Ryoko could check her reflection from another angle.
"I'll take the lemon pepper chicken, please," the younger princess said quietly, eyeing her older sister in an annoyed fashion.
"I'd like a caesar salad, please," Careen ordered.
"Me, too, and a bowl of your Soup of the Day," Anzu agreed.
"Hm, I'll take the meatless spaghetti and a chef's salad," Malik said, running his bronzed finger down the menu thoughtfully.
"I'll have the same only with meat," Mokuba told the waitress, and she quickly jotted it down. "Why don't you want meat?" the Ascenian asked his younger foster father.
Malik sniffled disgustedly and straightened his back, looking very prim and proper. "Tevinelivians do not eat meat." He looked appalled at the mere thought of it.
Anzu raised a brow. "Bakura does."
"Yes, well, that's his carnivorous Bakurian half," Malik concluded, flicking invisible dirt off his sleeve.
"Hey, where is dad anyway?" Baku asked, turning in his chair and scanning the room. He made a choked sound, and everyone's gaze followed his.
Bakura pulled his favorite dagger out of his back pants waistline and reached into one of the fish aquariums. While his family watched in stunned silence, he speared one of the fishes and pulled it out of the aquarium. The waitress fainted.
"I want this one," he said, turning around. His eyes focused on the girl unconscious on the floor. "Hey, she passed out before taking my order!"
Another waiter stomped up to him angrily. "That species is nearly extinct! You cannot spear a fish out of an aquarium!"
Bakura glared the man down, causing him to gulp and step back warily. "I'm bloody royalty! I want this one!" the king repeated heatedly, holding out his blade for the waiter to take. The man yanked the blade out of his hand and stormed over to the waitress to wake her up.
After the Bakurians finished their meals, they were politely informed they were not welcome at the Rainforest Cafe. Anzu had given Bakura the silent treatment all the way back to the hotel. Baku could barely sit still due to his excitement over the days to come. He had been horribly bored during the wedding, but now he could not wait to cause mischief and disaster at the theme parks. The family planned to go to all of the main four Disney parks: Magic Kingdom, Epcot, Animal Kingdom, and MGM Studios.
"Let's do Magic Kingdom first," Ryoko suggested.
Anzu nodded. "Okay, we'll go to Magic Kingdom tomorrow. Everybody get some rest!"
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Next chapter: the first half of their adventures at Disneyworld's Magic Kingdom. (Yes, each theme park will be split into two chapters, maybe. I'll have to see.)