Yami Bakura versus Canopener

by SSCeles

With a clever use of onomatopoeia as an introduction, Yami Bakura struggles with the modern day appliance known to us merely as the canopener. A short little fic to make your day.

"Gyaaaaaaaah!"

Slam.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHGRRR!"

Pound, slam.

"Why you- GRRR!"

Bang, pound, slam, smack.

Silence.

"RYOU! COME HERE!"

Ryou who was listening to the commotion from the other room, cringed. He uncharacteristically rolled his eyes and rolled himself off the couch and pryed himself away from "Days of Our Lives."

He walked under the kitchen door frame, crossed his arms and prepared himself for the situation.

"Ryou. I don't even know WHY they put stuff in metal cans if the only thing that can open them NEVER works."

Yami Bakura crossed the room and picked up the can that had bounced off the wall a few moments before Ryou's entrance and held it out to Ryou.

"OPEN IT!"

Ryou took the can, walked over to the can opener, moved it to Bakura's view and made sure he was watching.

"This is how it's done."

He put the can under the blade, pushed down on the handle, let go of the can and the can started to twirl around while the blade cut into the lid. Once done, Ryou took the can, opened the cupboard, brought down a bowl and turned the can upside down and the ravioli fell out of the can in a big gooey lump.

"See?"

Bakura shook his head in disbelief, "I'll never know how you make it look so easy."

"Mmmhmm."

Ryou walked out the room shaking his head.

"Bakura would never make it on his own."