From the Notebook of Mokuba Kaiba
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Day 16 – 3.17.2005
Well, I tried to talk to the girls again. I think it was a bad idea. The conversation went something like this:
"Hey, ladies! How's it goin'?" I said.
"Get away from us, nerd," one said.
"Just because I'm in Algebra 2 doesn't mean I am a nerd! Besides," I ran my hand through my hair, "you know you love me."
That was the wrong thing to say. About five seconds later I had a shoe in my face. She had thrown a shoe at me. A SHOE. Why a shoe? That hurt.
Damn girls.
I told Malik what happened, and he laughed. He called me a nerd. I actually think I was talking to Yami Malik posing as his hikari.
Why me?
Day 17 – 3.18.2005
Well, assuming I was right about the Malik thing yesterday, I told him again. Then I asked him, "Why didn't you tell me about that?" He shrugged and said, "You're a special case, Mokuba. I don't have every situation in the book." Then he ruffled my hair. I hate it when people do that, because 1) It makes me feel like a dog or a cat or something, and 2) I'm THIRTEEN. Not three! … and I'm not short!
Note: 13 – "1" in front of "3".
I'M 13!
I was thinking on sending Kaga to the Dark Ages, but that would've gotten me grounded again. So I drove him downtown on my Segway, told him to get something for me, and left him there.
Day 18 – 3.19.2005 (Saturday!)
Kaga is mad at me now. I am really not surprised. Well anyways, we aren't talking and stuff. I am currently planning on a way to play a trick on him. I have to think of something new.
Hmmm…..
I got nothin'. I hate it when that happens. It is a new form of Writer's Block that I call Plot Block. It happens when you can't think up a plan. It sucks.
OW. I just attempted to get a plan by hitting my head. It didn't give my one, but I think I lost some IQ points.
Day 19 – 3.20.2005
Still got nothing for Kaga. I invited all my friends over today (of course, I didn't invite you-know-who). We usually meet in the treehouse. Well, it's not really a treehouse, since Seto wouldn't be bothered to make one. C'mon, Seto. You're a multibillionaire, and you can't afford the time to build a treehouse. Oh well. You can't buy time.
Where was I? Oh, yeah, the treehouse. Well, with the absence of a real treehouse, I decided to snoop around the house for the next best thing. And I found it. It's a sunroom/balcony thing. And if you open the windows (which are like, huge), some branches from a nearby tree stick though; it's totally, awesomely cool. We later designed a method to keep rain from falling in. A couple chairs, a stereo, some other more junk, and our hangout was born… some of the servants who were moving the stuff got a little suspicious, though.
Anyways, I talked to my friends about my little "situation." Here's what they said:
Shinjuku: Don't worry, Mokuba, I'll help you think of something!
Tajiri: Actually, you should forgive him.
Hina: I agree. If you don't put this behind you, it'll never end.
Gah… hate to say it, but Tajiri's path might be the best one… besides, I'm getting bored with holding a grudge. It's harder than it sounds.
Played a joke on my bro. Again. I put mayo in his hair, haha! He said, "Mokuba, what are you doing?" I simply replied, "It's good for your hair, you know." He told me to stop putting mayonnaise on his head. Then he went to wash it off. Then I did it again an hour later with a raw egg this time, with the same results. He went to shampoo again… but little did he know that I put lemon juice in the shampoo within that hour.
Ha! Now onii-chan is blond! Hey, at least hopefully he'll have more fun this week.
My hand is sooore…