Thai Food
Summary: A whole bunch of drabbles based around Thai food. :Theme 59:
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters mentioned.
"I'm warning you, Bakura, this is not a good idea."
Ryou watched his Yami fearfully, but Bakura just rolled his eyes at him and Marik.
"If I survived Ancient Egypt, having my soul trapped in a ring for three thousand years, and being reincarnated again, I think I can handle a little hot food," he scoffed, bringing his fork up to his mouth.
"Technically, you didn't survive Egypt," Marik pointed out. Neither of the white-haired boys listened.
Ryou looked desperate. "But it's not just hot, Bakura, it's spicy! There's a big difference! Don't do it!"
But he knew it was hopeless. Marik made a bet that Bakura couldn't eat the whole box of spicy curry in thirty seconds, and Bakura never turned down a bet.
"You got the timer ready, Marik?" the Tomb Robber asked.
"Yup. Now come on, do it!"
So Bakura began shovelling curry down his throat. But, after only five seconds, the spice effect hit him. His entire face turned red, and he ran to the freezer and crammed three ice cubes into his mouth. Marik was doubled over in laughter.
"Bakura," he said, a while later.
"What?"
He grinned evilly. "Bet you fifty you can't scull a pint of rum in twenty seconds."
"You've got yourself a bet!"
Ryou sighed. His Yami never learned.