Chapter Two Chopsticks, Orange soda, and Spoons
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-gi-oh. Or any lyrics I use.
Duke pulled a back ski mask over his face, a white bag in one hand, and a small, plastic blue water gun in the other. He burst through the door of a Chinese fast-food restaurant. He brandished his water gun. "Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt!" he yelled, dashing over to the counter where they kept the chopsticks. He stuffed as many as he could in his bag, when the manager walked over, thoroughly confused.
"You asked for it!" Duke said, and spayed the manager, leaving a tiny wet dot on the man's shirt. Quickly, Duke dived out the near by window, running down the street screaming "YES, I have chopsticks!"
A passerby heard Duke's shout, as did everyone else in a 5 mile radius, and took hold of Dukes arm. "Let go of me crazy lady!" Duke shouted.
"You need to see me. I am a therapist, and you, young man, most certainly need therapy."
"Therapy?" Duke asked. He broke into a grin. "Sounds fun!" he said, walking in a funny way, not exactly skipping but there was a kind of spring in his step.
At school:
"Hey, do you hear that?" Joey asked.
"Yeah." Tristan said
"Sounds like it's coming from the cafeteria" Yami added, and they all hastened towards the cafeteria. (Bakura was still somewhere looking for Kaiba with Mokuba) and were greeted by very strange sight.
Seto Kaiba was standing on a cafeteria table, drinking a bottle of orange soda, which was half empty.
Four empty bottles laid by his feet, and people were chanting "Chug Chug Chug!"
"What's going on?!" Yami asked.
A girl turned around excitedly. "Kaiba is chugging Orange Soda! When he's done..." she trailed off, leaving the soda's effects to imagination.
"Man, they should have news reporters here!" someone called out.
As if on cue, Rex Raptor and Weevil Underwood came running down the hall in suits, both had microphones and ear thingies, followed in by a news camera.
"I'm Rex Raptor" Rex announce into the camera.
"- and I'm Weevil Underwood -" Weevil added.
"- and we're reporting from Domino High, where Seto Kaiba is chugging orange soda. He's already finished four bottles!" Rex reported.
"How many can he finish? We'll have to wait and see." Weevil finished.
Yami stared at Rex and Weevil, who must have given up their pathetic dueling career. "Weirdness" he muttered to himself.
"Seto Kaiba... sugar high?" Tristan asked in shock. (Joey was a helpless heap of laughter on the floor)
Kaiba finished his fifth soda bottle, stumbling off the table and falling face first onto the floor. The crowd gave groans of disgust as Kaiba puked.
"Come on, we have to help him." Tristan said.
Joey stopped in mid laugh (again) "We have to help him?" Joey asked.
"Yes Joey... darn it where's Yugi when I need him..."
At this, Yugi popped in out of no where "I'm right here! But I am evil. Bwahahahaha... Darn I have to work on my evil laugh…" and with that, Yugi disappeared.
Yami, Joey and Tristan all stared in silence for a bit. "Come on Yami back me up" Tristan pleaded, trying to pick up Kaiba, who needed support to be able to walk.
"Fine, but I am definitely not cleaning up his puke."
Yami, Joey, and Tristan finally got Kaiba to his mansion. "Seto don feel so good" Kaiba said, throwing up.
"Oh god get him away from me." Joey said.
They knocked, hoping Kaiba wouldn't throw up again.
Mokuba, who had a bit earlier given up on his search for Kaiba, had been pacing in front of the front door, waiting for Kaiba to return. He opened the front door quickly, staring. "What happened?" Mokuba asked, wrinkling his nose at the sight and smell of Kaiba's vomit.
"Kaiba's sugar high… orange soda." Tristan explained lamely.
"Thanks guys." Mokuba said, heaving Kaiba into the house. As the three left they could hear Mokuba saying: "Seto! You should know better than that!" to which Kaiba responded "Aw.. you never let me have any fun..."
Later:
Mokuba walked into the kitchen to see Kaiba sitting on the floor, in the mist of... "Spoons? Seto, why are you sitting with all these spoons?" Mokuba asked.
"All these spoons but no forks!!" Kaiba wailed, throwing his arms out.
"Seto, the forks are probably just in the dishwasher."
"WHAT?!" Kaiba screamed and ran off, coming back with a baseball bat. "GIVE ME BACK MY FORKS YOU EVIL DISHWASHER!" he screamed, beating the dishwasher with the bat until it was only a crumpled heap of metal.
Then he gathered up the forks and disappeared again, coming back wearing yellow rubber gloves, his pink apron, and a hair net. He filled a bucket with soapy water and started washing the forks, singing Complicated.
"Why'd ya have to go and make things so complicated?" Then, still singing, he started to count them, when he suddenly stopped. "We have 15 forks, but I only count 14... ONE'S MISSING!!!"
Mokuba walked over and started to count them "Seto, you counted wrong, there are 15 forks."
"LIES!" Kaiba screamed "YOU WANT POOR FORKIE TO GO MISSING FOREVER, DON'T YOU, YOU EVIL FORK HATER! I KNEW YOU NEVER LIKED FORKIE!" he screamed.
"Forkie…? Seto, there honestly are 15 forks!" Mokuba said, but Kaiba clearly wasn't listening.
"I'LL FIND YOU FORKIE!!" he said, and he started humming the Mission Impossible theme, throwing himself up against a wall.
