And, for some reason, I feel out of it. And I know this chapter needs writing.
Here's hoping that this chapter wont suck as bad as the last one.
A Tale of Two Idiots
Chapter 8:
It was not fifteen minutes later when the newly recovered prisoners and their captors, the Spike Patrol, returned to the Pharaohs' palace. Fifteen minutes was a short time for such a distance, but the Spike Patrollers were just given automobiles and so they could kidnap people more efficiently.
The Pharaohs, themselves, were much too busy with the out coming of their new religious book to bother with the new boys and so they were thrown into the cells as soon as they entered the palace.
Coincidently, they were placed in the exact same one as…
"Mutt, what are you doing here?"
"Stop it, Kaiba!" Joey huffed, a bit red in the face. Though it was not from his anger towards the brunette, but he was still a little tipsy and it was showing in the way he walked. Almost in a swerving motion. He sighed as the cell door was looked right after Tristan was kicked inside. "Ah, dammit! Not again!"
"This sucks!" Tristan exclaimed, scratching the back of his head, "Yami and Yugi have gone nuts… we've gotta get out of here and do some damage control!"
Kaiba shook his head, "You can't just get out of here. Mokuba and I have been here for almost thirteen days now."
"… Thirteen days? What, do you count or something?"
"Yes, Joey," The boy rolled his eyes, voice dripping in sarcasm, "I've been marking off the days on my Big Ships of the Navy calendar."
"… Cool."
"Idiot…"
"What'd you call me?" Joey shouted.
"Nothing you're not used to."
Mokuba looked up at the two teens who looked like they were about to duke it out. "Hey, c'mon, you guys! This is no time to fight."
Joey sighed, looking over at the young boy, "Yeah, but… Hey, Mokuba, I didn't know you knitted."
"Not many people do…" Kaiba stated, under his breath.
"Ah… Hey, wait a minute! How did you guys avoid Yami and Yugi's guards for so long? We thought that maybe, either you'd been whacked off or maybe you skipped town, but I never thought you'd end up here." Mokuba looked at them, curiously.
Tristan nodded, "Yeah, we were hiding out in Marik and Malik's house. We were doing okay until they came back from… Uh, Aruba. Then, when we told Marik about Yami and Yugi ruling the world, he didn't believe it. He dragged Malik out of the house and they went here, I'm guessing."
"Haven't heard from them, since." Joey added. "They been down here?"
"Nope. Haven't seen anyone we know… except you two. Where's Otogi?"
"He got away. When the Spike Patrol came, he hid under the couch."
"What? Wow, it seems our fortunes are improving." Kaiba stood, a smirk curving his lips, "Surely, he'll know to get down here and free us."
"Ah ha… Yeah, we wish." The boys sweatdropped.
Mokuba and his brother looked at each other before asking, "What do you mean?"
"He's as drunk as a skunk. I don't even know if he remembers his own name. At best, we can only hope that he falls asleep, wakes up with only a mild hangover and remembers we've been dragged off." Tristan shrugged.
Kaiba took in a deep breath and let it out, slowly, "I'm going to be tempted to kill if something good doesn't happen soon."
"Don't worry about it, big brother," Mokuba said, cheerfully, continuing to knit the yarn that he had sitting next to him, "I have an idea."
The next day it was close to evening at Happy Chicken. The sun was setting over the sandy horizon and the camels were getting ready to go to sleep. This night, even more guards than usual lined the outside and inside of the compound and prison. Only because, on movie nights, things began to get a little out of hand. Last week, there was a terrible riot due to a misunderstanding at the concession stand and a few well-aimed lawn darts.
Tonight's movie was due to start at eight o' clock on the dot. It was now fifteen minutes till and everyone was really just waiting in their cells to be released into the Mess Hall, which was where the movie would be shown.
"Does anyone know which movie this is?" Marik asked, leaning by the broken mirror on the wall in their cell. He really wasn't addressing anyone particularly, but the whole crew looked at him and answered.
"Eh… I think it's Titanic, director's cut."
"What? We'll be watching it all night!"
Suddenly, Marik was assaulted by a slightly smaller him. He recognized the frail boy as Malik who had buried his head in Marik's shirt, whining and mumbling something.
"M-Malik…! What's wrong with you?"
He looked up and before he could say anything, Twirls came flittering over and looked over Marik's shoulder to the shuddering hikari, "Hey, Lick, there you are!"
"My name is Malik!" The boy growled.
"Yeah, but I like Lick… Anyhoo! Why did you run from me? I have something to ask you…! 'Kay, so, the movie starts in like ten minutes, and I heard that even Cody's hooking up with some chick from the Pharaohs' palace…"
Marik raised an eyebrow and looked down at Malik, who had some deranged look of fear in his eyes, "Um… Just what is it you want to ask him?"
"Lick, would you-"
"No! I don't even want to hear it!" Malik gagged, "Uh-uh! My answer is a big, fat, disgusting no! Non! Nix! Nada! If I could say no in any other way, I would… Ugh, NO!"
"…" Everyone in the cell starred at him.
Hott Dawg turned to Marik, "Now, dat's what ya call rejection."
"Too true."
Twirls blinked, "Jeez, Lick, I was just going to ask you to buy me some popcorn when the movie started. You look like you're loaded, so I thought it would be no big deal."
Marik was the first of many to burst out laughing while Malik sweat dropped and sugarcoated everything he said to Twirls to make up for his folly. "Uh… Wow. I-I'm so sorry! I thought, you know, you winked at me yesterday and everything and then I-"
"S'okay." Twirls said, thoughtfully, then smiled, "So… does this mean I have a chance with you, now?"
Smack.
"Ouch! Jeez, okay, okay…" He rubbed the side of his face and went off in the corner of the cell to sulk whilst every other man in Block 2 sniggered and tee-heed at his misfortune. "Ah, young love." Marik nodded to himself.
"Oh, shut up."
"Heys all you fellas! Ya ready?" Cody seemed to pop out of midair as he unlocked their cell door and began to let everyone out. He was all spiffy-looking, dressed up in a black tuxedo that was a tad tight around the middle due to his small beer belly. As Marik and Malik passed him, both boys in their green and black polka dotted attire, they blinked once then twice.
Malik giggled and waved to the middle-aged man, "Hey, Cody? What's up with the tux?"
"Yeah, it looks… a bit too formal for a prison movie, don't you think?" Marik added, rolling his eyes.
"Oh! Ah, yup yup! But I gots a date!"
Everyone tilted their heads a bit to the right and asked in unison, "… Who?"
"I called and asked General Heidi to be my date, tonight!"
"Heidi? And she actually said yes?" Marik had the most surprised look on his face. Sure, he didn't know the general all that well. As a matter of fact, all he knew was that she was one of Yami's lackeys. But, from the way she looked, he kind of figured that Cody was beneath her.
"Ah ha…" Cody scratched the back of his head, giving an impish grin, "Well, I figured that somewhere deep inside that 'no' was a maybe! Ya know how fickle women-folk are!"
Malik raised an eyebrow, "Cody… You know, I really don't think she's going to come. I-I mean, no offense or anything… but you look like you're old enough to be her dad."
"That's what she said! I figured, ya know, might be some type of love teasin."
"… It's more likely to be hate teasing." Marik informed him.
"Aw, man…!"
Patting the poor man on the back, most of the inmates went through the threshold of the Mess Hall and took their seats behind the projector that stood in front of a rather large screen. It seemed that they were all ready to go, and the only three people that were still in the hallway were Marik, Malik and Cody, who were about to go in, themselves.
Suddenly, a few guards came into the hallway as the boys were about to enter. Their hair was, of course, a complete copy of Yami and Yugi's famous multi-colored locks. And they figured they were members of the Spike Patrol.
Malik blinked, "What are those guys doing all the way out here?"
"I dunno, maybe they- Heidi!"
Following the Patrollers inside was the general of Yami and Yugi's army, a dignified pout on her lips and wearing her gray and yellow uniform. Her hat was tilted slightly over her eyes, masking half of her expression.
"I knews it!" Cody shouted, jumping for joy, "These fellas said you wouldn't come and that you didn't like meh, but I knew it, Heidikins!"
She put her hands on her hips and walked past the older man, making her way into the Mess Hall, Cody following like a dependent puppy, "Alright, let's get the rules straight. No kissing, no touching, no romantic gestures. I'm here because I heard they were playing Titanic this week and since our Pharaohs shut down all the Blockbusters and Hollywood Video stores, I can't see it anywhere else."
"Got it, Heidikins!" He smiled, happily sitting down next to her.
"And Cody? Don't call me Heidikins." Heidi was finally situated after much shifting in her seat, trying to get away from Cody's groping hands.
Marik and Malik looked at each other and shrugged, walking inside and the doors closed and locked behind them. Apparently the guards and Happy Chicken Man didn't want anyone getting in or out.
They had seats right next to both Heidi and Cody. It was about twenty minutes into the movie and Marik was entirely bored. He hated this movie in every since of the word and it seemed like he was the only one. When he looked around, every other inmate, including the guards that were stationed at every exit, had their eyes glued to that screen.
He guessed that they were all waiting for the scene when Rose poses naked. They hadn't seen anyone naked but themselves for the past thirteen days and it seemed they were ready to explode. Kaboom.
Heidi yawned, cracking her neck, audibly.
"I thought you said you wanted to see this movie." Marik whispered out of the corner of his mouth, noting the sleepy expression on the girl's face.
She glanced at him for a second before answering, "I guess I'd forgotten how boring the first two hours is… I'm almost tempted to leave, but I'm sure Cody would have a fit and cause a scene."
"… Why are you here, anyway? Don't Yami and Yugi have you doing something?"
"Yeah, but Cairo is a city I was supposed to erect one of their statues in, anyway, so I decided to drop in. I'm almost surprised you're here. I thought our Pharaohs said you two were masters of escape?"
"I'm working on it…" He snorted, "… Wait, statues?"
Heidi blinked, then blushed, "I shouldn't have said anything. This is classified."
"But now that you have, spill."
"…" She sighed, looking away and lowering her voice even further, "Well, Yami and Yugi have informed me that they're building a new religion. One in which the world will follow. They say they're remaking the bible and everything…"
"WHAT?" Marik stood up and was immediately shushed by everyone in the room. He growled and sat back down, "Those copy-cats…! They're just using my ideas! It was my idea to have a new religion and they're milking it for all it's worth!"
"… What do you mean?"
He let out an aggravated sigh. Of course she didn't know what he was talking about. They'd all been brainwashed into believing Marik and Malik's rule was a weird dream, not even that. So, he decided to let it go, but his hikari overheard them talking and was now in the conversation.
"They're making a new religion, huh? Wouldn't that be a killer if they called it the Yamble?"
"If they do, I'll strangle them!" Marik rubbed his forehead, "Alright, I can't take this. There's no way we're letting them carry out what we started, Malik."
"Well, what can we do about it?"
"… We're getting out of here. Tonight."
"What?" Heidi and Malik echoed.
"Hott Dawg." Marik whispered, harshly to the man in front of him. Once he obtained his attention, he whispered again, "We're breaking out of here, tonight, we have to leave."
"Yo, wha? Man, I told you-"
"I don't care, we have to get out. I think I have an idea, but you have to be willing to help me, okay?"
He seemed to think about it for a moment, even looking at that bullet hole going through his arm before answering, "… Fo sho, Rod Man."