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Why It Is Good To Be On Yugi's Good Side

Bring brrrrri-ing, the phone screamed as Yugi waited for it to connect.

"Yello? This is Duke Devlin, answering the phone at the Wheeler residence-"

There was a crash in the background.

"-Ere, gimme dat phone, dice-boy!" Joey's voice hollered. There was another crash, followed by an "arghh!"

"Yami, why did you just trip me up?" It was Joey, again.

"Me?" Yami's voice replied innocently.

"N' ya got juice in ma hair! Dya' know how sticky orange juice is?"

"Sorry Yugi," Duke said, "We seem to be having problems at the Wheeler residence-hey, leave my dice alone, Téa, so could you please call back in-"

"No, wait!" Yugi cried. "I just wanted to know if we were still gonna meet at the park, you know, to discuss my-I mean our plans for world domination?"

"Yawhat, oh yeah, good, good, Yugi-"

"My hair, my hair! My beautiful hair! Yami, I'm gonna MAUL you dis time!"

"Me? Why, it was Tristan that poured juice into your hair, by the way, I like the colour, it really matches your complexion-"

"Yami! Stop blaming me-" Tristan.

Suddenly there was a unanimous "arghhh!" Followed by a "Téa, why did you just pour orange juice over everyone's hair, including yourself?"

"Well guys, I figured that as we all fell out over Joey being the only one with juice in his hair, I figured we'd all be best friends once again if we ALL had orange juice in our hair!" She said happily.

"Téa, that's not how it works!"

"Yes it is, friendship is-"

Yugi hung up. Well, they'd got the message. Soon, the producers of Yugioh would be history, leaving him in total control of the huge television company and free to manipulate the minds of so many fans through subliminal messaging in episodes…

Sometime later...

Yugi could hear them all bickering as he rounded the corner, past the clear lake and swaying boughs of the willows.

"I told you we should've taken da long way around!" Joey yelled at Tristan, strands dripping orange juice.

"Why, again?" Tristan smirked.

"I already told ya, I don't like da seagulls in dis place. I always nick their fish n' chips so dey come afta me-woah!" He ducked as another seagull dive-bombed, despatching an egg missile that hurtled straight at the space where Joey's head had been. "See?"

"But it's so funny when you say it," Tristan chortled.

"Take dat!" Joey shoved Tristan, who lost his balance and fell flat on his face. Well would've done, if his rock hard hair hadn't been in the way anyway.

"Uh, guys," Tristan said from ground level. "I have a problem here. I can't get up."

"Ha, your hair's wedged between the crack in the pavement," Duke said, wiping orange juice from his forehead.

"Oh no," Téa's eyes widened. "You've got seven years of bad luck!"

"No, friendship-face, he's broken his mother's spine- step onna line, break ya mother's spine!" Joey shook his head.

"Oi, dufus," Tristan called from below, "actually, it's fall down a crack, break Joey's back!" He swung a fist towards Joey, but missed, ending up wedging himself further into the fissure. "Help, hel-Yugi! You'll help me!"

Yugi eyed all the characters nervously. They were far too hyperactive for their own good. Spotting Yami bending over the lake, he ran and-

"Ha, Yugi, thought you could push me in?" Yami spun around, strands dripping.

"Yami, I wouldn't dream of such a thing," Yugi said innocently.

"Yes, I saw you. I saw the look in your eyes."

"What are you doing near the lake?" Yugi asked. He could play for time.

"Oh that, well," Yami straightened up, "I was just checking to see if erm…the dyes in my hair weren't running."

"You have dyes in your hair?" Yugi's eyes widened. In the distance-

"Arghh! Stoppit, Duke! You're giving me cramp!"

"No, don't push him further in Joey, you're supposed to pull him out!"

"Argghh! Get that seagull away from me!" Joey yelled, letting go of Tristan and running away.

"Hah, you're not going anywhere," Tristan said, grabbing Joey's foot.

"Gerroff me, Tristan, people are already givin' ya weird looks, y'know how strange dis is gonna look?"

"I'm beyond caring! Ow, I think there's a mole trying to tunnel through my hair!"

Yami ran over, followed by Yugi.

"Look," Yami said, "If you really want to get Tristan out of the ground, then all you have to do is-"

"Argh! I've had it!" Yugi cried, tearing his hair out. "Why can't you all be normal like anyone else?" He reached into a pocket and pulled out a remote control. The red button glinted in the light.

Suddenly everyone stopped moving. "Uh Yugi, is that a detonator in your hand?"

Joey elbowed Téa. "Shhh, whaddya think, stoopid?"

"You know, ever since I agreed to work on this Ra forsaken show, I have been fed up of you all, thinking you're better than me, because I am vertically challenged! Ha! It is all going to change now!" Yugi puffed up. "I am always below everyone, and no one is below me!" –(note: line from The Incredibles) "The world will be mine! And you will die! Muhahahaha!"

Yugi was so engrossed in his monologue that he didn't see Joey yanking Tristan from the ground and hurling him round and round. Joey let go, and Tristan smacked straight into Yugi, detonator spinning in the air.

"Noo-ooo-oo!" In Matrix style, Duke and Yami jumped up to grab it, collided, and were knocked out.

"Got it!" Téa eeeped. "Why doesn't the button go down?"

"Erm…that's because you just pushed it down…"

"Uh oh."

There was a brief silence, then an explosion.

And the moral of the story is: Sometimes it is best to take over the world by yourself.

Or: Never wear too much hair gel, not only does it smell bad, but it is a personal health hazard.

Hmmm…random story there…send me more ideas, people!