Her Sweetness: Hello, peeps. I'm here again carrying with me yet another chapter. I really am surprised now, I mean seriously… 25 chapters? Never thought I'd need to go up that high. Though it does make me happy…

Anyhoo, thanks to a reviewer for saying this fic is original and creative! That was nice. So, I'll stop yappin and let you read more, later!

A Tale of Two Idiots

Chapter 25:

"Oh, God…! What are you doing in here?"

He looked up at her and glared, though it did not faze her. Her stony expression outlasted his and he growled, about to answer her question. But as he uttered a word, the door to the dingy and now rather crowded cell flung open and the head of a Spike Patroller popped in. Coincidently it was the same guard that had thrown the fat man in the cell with Heidi no less than a moment ago.

"What do you want now?" Happy Chicken Man sneered, "You've taken my freedom, my dignity and my stature as the happiest of chicken men! What else could you or the Pharaoh possibly want?"

The spike Patroller coughed, "Pharaoh Yami has proclaimed that since you have been relieved of your duties as Happy Chicken Man, and since your wardrobe was provided by the almighty Spike Empire, you shall be relieved of those as well." He nodded behind him and two more men came into the cell, completely ignoring Heidi even though they had just cut off one of her digits less than ten minutes ago, they made their way over to the plum of a man who sat not two feet away and jumped him, violently. Screams were heard and growls and hisses but in the end of the cat-like rumble, the two soldiers prevailed and emerged with the man's uniform and nametags in their arms.

As both prisoners watched in a rather disbelieving state, the Patrollers walked out in a huff, whispering to each other about how prisoners always got what they disserved in the end. Which was naked shame.

The man stood in silence and Heidi blinked.

Two humiliating and puzzling seconds later, Heidi busted out into hysteric laughter, "A-Ah ha ha ha… Oh, Lord…! This makes me feel better…"

"Shut up! Just shut up, you wretched girl!" He stood and shook his fist at her which made his cellulite-covered body jiggle and Heidi roared with more laughter, beginning to tear up.

He turned around and thought for a moment, ignoring the insane giggles coming from behind him. After a few seconds of trying to concentrate, he then realized something, whirling around to grab the girl's attention, "Heidi! Dammit, Heidi, stop laughing and listen!"

"O-Okay…! Okay, I'm through…!" She wheezed in between titters, "What did you want to say?"

He hid himself using his chubby hands so that Heidi would have better control over herself. He cleared his throat and spoke again, "Now that I'm Pharaoh Yami's prisoner, I need to get out and as far away from this place as possible. Know of any way out?"

"Ah! How dare you ask me that! And after you tried to assume my position as General of the Spike Patrol?" Just as he was about to say something, she cut him off, "Yes, I know about it! Word has reached the guards who cut off my fingers about your plot to have me whacked off! And over my screams and blind terror, I could hear them gossiping about it!"

He shrugged, "Hey, what do you want from me? You do what you gotta to get ahead, right?"

She turned away and spat, "I guess…"

"So, I'll ask you again. Are there any escapes? A crack in the wall, maybe?"

Heidi snorted, "No. And even if there were, I wouldn't tell you." She mumbled, "You couldn't fit through a crack if your life depended on it."

"No! Dammit, Heidi, tell me now!" Happy Chicken Man released his privates and shook Heidi by the shoulders. Of course, she was bound by all her limbs and could go no where.

Screaming, she tried to shake off the offending body parts, "Let go! Ew, ew, let go of me, you freak!"

"If I don't get out of here, those maniacs are going to kill me the same day they whack you off! Don't you get it? I'm receiving the same miserable fate as you, this Saturday!"

"Well, it's no more than you disserve! LET GO!" She managed to shake him closer and knee him in the goody area. He turned purple and fell backwards, moaning. Heidi looked away, her dignity restored and then after only hearing the fat man's grumbles and pained whimpers, she said, "And anyway, you won't have the same fate as me. You'll die, while I'll be carried away by an angel…!"

Happy Chicken Man managed a chuckled whilst still holding himself, "H-Heh heh. Never thought I'd see the day when the General of the Spike Patrol would go insane."

"Humph! Shows how much you know! An angel is coming for me, I saw him!"

He rolled his eyes and stood up shakily, feeling on the walls, searching for some sort of crack of weak spot. Heidi watched him for a moment in malcontent. 'Stupid fat man… He doesn't know crap! That angel is coming back to get me and when he does, I'm gonna laugh in Flyswatter's big ugly face while he burns in the embers of Pharaoh Yami's rage!' She threw her head back and laughed viciously, "Ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Shut up, girl!"

"…" She quieted down and mumbled under her breath.

Now on the choppy blue water, a rather small battle boat sailed west. Painted in a beautiful jet black, it had only these words on the left side 'For We Are The Spike Patrol'. Five boys now occupied the boat which was stolen from the Happy Chicken grotto. After they had gotten out of that office room, they headed to the hangar but as they were picking out a plane, Ryou shouted all of a sudden that he didn't want to fly. Of course, it was argued that it would be the fastest way to get to Pegasus' Island but he said that if they were going to fly he wouldn't go.

Marik and Mokuba were understanding and were ready to leave without him. But Ryou got his way due to the support of his friend and yami. So, they went to the other side of the hangar to a hidden dock with over fifty boats and that's how this little change came to be. Presently, the sea's water was turning from its beautiful blue to a rather heavy green. It was about five or six in the morning and the sky seemed gray and the weather didn't seem welcoming.

"I don't think this was the best time to go out on the sea…" Malik noted, looking up. A rain drop fell on his nose and he sneezed, "Nope, I think it's gonna rain."

"I told you." Marik said bluntly to Ryou who sniffed and looked like he was about to cry… again. Marik hurriedly calmed him down and growled, not liking comforting anyone, much less a girly hikari.

Mokuba nodded, "Well we're just going to have to tough it out! We just have to make it to Pegasus' Island!"

"Um, if you don't mind me asking…" Bakura said, tapping his fingers on the railing and looking down at the raven haired boy, "Just what could Pegasus of all people do for us?"

"Hate to say it but that guy has some serious problems." Malik added.

"He… is a bit scary…" Ryou scratched his head and smiled, "But I'm sure he could be of some help to us. He might even know how we could stop these people from believing in… M-M… M-Mo… um, that."

Mokuba had since sat down in the corner with his legs hanging under the railing as he watched the waves get higher, "Listen you guys, I really don't want to go see that weirdo, but if he's the only one who can help us then I guess I'm just going to have to stomach him. And if we do manage to get his help, we'll be able to save Heidi before she's slaughtered!"

A few more raindrops fell.

The four teens looked at each other skeptically before coughing and slowly turning away. Mokuba blinked, noticing their strange behavior, "What's wrong?"

When no one else made a movement, Ryou gingerly stepped foreword and bent over so as to be at Mokuba's eyelevel. He smiled sweetly, "Um… Mokuba, I- we all think it's very nice that you want to save that Heidi person, but…"

"But what?" He insisted.

"But. You see, she's going to… be executed on Saturday and, well, this is Wednesday."

"… So?"

Ryou blinked and sweatdropped, "Going to Pegasus' Island will take at least a day. And then there's staying there, trying to make sense of him while he fools around, you know how he is… and then getting to Domino on this boat will take at least another two days. Ah…"

Mokuba pursed his lips together and scrunched up his face, "S-So what are you trying to say, Ryou!"

Marik and Bakura rolled their eyes, chiming in, "That girl is gonna die and there isn't a thing you can do about it."

Immediately, Mokuba broke out into tears, his face a light shade of red as he bawled over the yamis' blunt remark. Ryou and Malik scolded their other halves and ran over to comfort the young boy, stroking his hair and snuggling with him.

"Oh, Mokuba, it'll be alright!" Ryou exclaimed, "They didn't mean that, they were playing!"

"Like hell we were." Marik coughed.

Malik glared at him then turned his attention back to Mokuba, "Don't cry, Mokuba, at least we might have a chance at saving the rest of the world!"

Ryou nodded, "That's right. There're some things you just can't change…"

Wiping his face with the back of his sleeve, he broke lose from the boys' hold on him and growled, "Yes, I can." He ran over to the control panel and shifted the throttle from 'Low' to 'Dangerously High' and the boat stopped for a millisecond, then zoomed forward, sending the teens flying backwards and hanging onto the boat by means of the rail. Mokuba held tightly onto the throttle's lever as water on either side of the boat splashed and the rain continued to fall.

Under the Pharaoh's Palace, a certain cell had been missing one of its prisoners ever since that young boy flew away on a dove. Now that there were only four of them, it was a bit lonely, not having that young boy around with all of his wondrous ideas and plans for escape. Even though only one of them really worked, the fact that they needed him was showing.

Mokuba had always been able to referee his brother and Joey's squabbles, but now that he was gone, all hell broke lose.

"YOU STUPID MUTT, LEAVE ME ALONE!"

"I DIDN'T DO NOTHIN' TO YOU, KAIBA!"

"YES YOU DID! LOOK! YOU'RE DOING IT AGAIN!"

"WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING?"

"YOU'RE BREATHING MY AIR!"

"OH, FOR CRAP'S SAKE…!"

This had been going on for a while. Without his brother to keep him company, Kaiba had gone beyond all reason. At first, Tristan and Otogi had tried to break the two up, but now that it had been going on for about twelve hours, they decided to curl up in one of the corners together and go to sleep. And although those four were the only ones in that particular cell, there were a few others in the surrounding cells and they were none too happy about the constant bickering.

"Shut up! Can't an old woman get some sleep around here?" One person shouted.

Another threw a can at Joey's head. "Go away, you mangy cat!"

Joey rubbed his head and retorted, "I ain't a cat!"

"That's right, you're a mutt!" Kaiba added.

"That's right, I'm a- Hey! Kaiba will you kindly shut up!"

"Make me!"

"Maybe I will!"

"Damn it all! Joey! Kaiba!" Tristan lifted his head from the ball he'd curled into and narrowed his eyes at the two, "I don't know anyone but you two who can go at it for this long! Doesn't the word sleep mean anything to you?"

Both boys glared at Tristan then turned back to each other, looking like they were about to start arguing again. Before anything could happen though, Otogi wearily got up and pushed them away from each other, to their surprise. He then drew a line across the floor with a bit of chalk from his pocket.

"What're you doin', Otogi?" Joey asked, blinking.

He pointed to Kaiba and then the line, then to Joey and back to the line. Sleepily, but dangerously, he muttered, "Don't cross." He went back over to Tristan and their spot in the corner, soon going back to sleep.

Kaiba growled but did as he was told and sat down on his side of the cell. Joey shrugged and did the same and all was silent for a few moments before Joey grinned to himself and let his hand wander over to Kaiba's side of the cell, using his middle and index fingers for legs and lightly touched Kaiba's hand.

The brunette immediately whipped his head around and growled, "I'm going to be nice and pretend you didn't just do that."

Joey feigned an apologetic look and turned away, dragging his hand back to his side. When the CEO's head was turned again, Joey's hand slipped and found its way back to Kaiba's.

"Stop it! Stop touching me!"

"What do you mean? I ain't touchin' nobody." He smirked and held his hand up to Kaiba's shoulder, about a millimeter away from it.

"Stop!"

"I'm not touchin' you!" He smiled, and wiggled his finger around Kaiba's ear, "See? Not touchin'."

"You're touching me!"

"Nope, not touchin'."

"You're touching me! Stop it! Otogi! He's touching me!"

"No, I ain't."

"He's doing it again! He's touching me!"

"Nope."

"Stop touching me!"

In the corner, Otogi growled lightly, his eyes still closed. Tristan groaned, "You wanna get it or should I?"

He patiently shook his head and rolled over, "They'll tire eventually."

"Stop touching me!"

"I ain't touchin' you."

On the fifth floor of the palace, Pharaoh Yugi was in his relaxation room. It was rather dim in there, the lights were down low and all the windows were closed, curtains drawn. Yugi was in a reclined, soft chair, cucumbers on his large eyelids and four different incenses were in all corners of the room. He had his arms on the armrests and his feet were propped up while two young women delicately painted his toes.

Bluewater Sparkle.

He hummed to himself for a moment before sighing loudly, "Jeez. What am I going to do…?"

The brunette girl looked up at the young king, "What's wrong, my Pharaoh?"

Yugi lifted one of the cucumbers and shook his head lightly, "No, it's nothing."

"But-"

"Oh, Serenity, leave him alone. If he doesn't want to tell us, he doesn't have to." Mai looked at her disapprovingly. She continued to paint, and smirked, "But if it's some juicy gossip, I'd just love to hear it, Pharaoh."

"I'm sure you would, Mai." He deadpanned.

"C'mon, Your Highness…" Serenity pouted, "You've always been able to tell us your problems. Why should this time be any different? We'll help if we can."

They both looked at him, stars in their eyes and hopeful smiles on their faces.

Yugi blinked and replaced his cucumber, "… Oh, alright. But you two must swear that you won't tell a soul! This is supposed to be classified information."

"Of course!" They chirped in unison, "You have our word as Royal Bathing and Pampering Girls!"

"Good. Well, it seems that Yami has asked me to take over the operation that ex-General Heidi was appointed to. Then Flyswatter. But he's proven to be useless when used against Marik and Malik. So Yami has also placed his execution in my hands. We were going to kill him the same day as Heidi, but I dunno…"

"I don't get it. What's the problem?" Mai questioned, lifting her eyebrow, "It seems that everything is in order."

"Ah, it's just that if Heidi and Flyswatter couldn't get those four, how am I supposed to? I don't want to be a disappointment to Yami."

Serenity giggled, "Oh, is that all? Pharaoh Yugi, I'm sure you'll think of something. You're creative and this operation is yours now. Do what you want with it."

"That's right." Mai added, getting ready to start the second coat.

"… Killing Flyswatter seems like such a waste, though… He was pretty close to getting all four of them. I mean, at least he got Cody. There must be something he's still good for." Yugi turned away, thinking.

"Humph." Mai rolled her eyes, as she regarded her friend, "The only thing that man is good for is being an abundant source of lard."

She nodded, "Too true… I mean he had all of the Spike Patrol at his disposal! He'd need some really big help to doing anything more. I find him very sad."

Yugi popped up automatically, his cucumbers falling down onto the floor. He starred at the brunette, wide-eyed, "Serenity… Say that again!"

"U-Uh…" She looked frightened, glancing at Mai who shrugged in return. She gulped, "Um, I-I find him… sad?"

"No, no! Before that!"

"… H-He'd need some really big help to do-"

"That's it! Serenity, you're a genius!"

"I-I am…?"

He hurriedly hopped off the chair and ran out of the room, screaming, "That's it! That's it! Hallelujah, praise the Sun God!"

"Pharaoh Yugi, wait…!" Mai called after him, helplessly. He didn't hear though and kept running. She sighed and turned to Serenity, "His second coat's not done drying…"