Her Sweetness: Hello, all, glad to see you again. Alright, well, here's where I get off the train, the rest of the ride you guys are going it alone.

This means that you won't be hearing from me until the end. Sorry, but that's the way the cookie crumbles. Oh, and by the way. From here on out, I'm not going by any rules of science, it's gonna be Robyn's World!

Have a good time!

A Tale of Two Idiots

Chapter 33:

"This is ludicrous."

"So says you."

"Yeah! So says I!"

Yugi pouted at the taller him, but received no response. They stood in the Great Hall of the Palace, a place where anyone barely ever came, but it was now filled with their maids and servants readying everything that their Pharaoh instructed. Yami knew that since the Great Hall was so large and right at the front of the castle, it would serve as the best room for his purposes.

And though he had not yet told his hikari of everything he was planning, he knew that Yugi wouldn't really care. He liked the thought of seeing things unfold and watching how it turned out. But, to Yami, there was nothing to watch. Everything would be taken care of as planned and then they could live in blood-drench harmony.

Yami smirked and turned around to a few of the servants draping white and red table clothes on five large tables. He called them over and told them not to forget to tell the caterers that they did not, under no circumstances, want shrimp at the affair.

"But why?" Yugi looked at him when the servants left for the kitchen. "I happen to like shrimp, Yami."

"Only because you are one."

"… You're really cranky, lately, Yami." Yugi frowned, "Have you been taking your Prozac daily?"

"No, I stopped taking those about a week ago."

"How come?"

"They give me gas."

Yugi's eye twitched, "… Alright, that was just a tad bit explicit, don't ya think?"

"Pharaoh Yami, Pharaoh Yugi!"

Both kings stopped their conversation and turned around, towards the two Spike Patrollers who were running towards them, calling out their names. Between them, there was a girl in ragged clothing, hanging rather limply in their grips. Her reddish, brownish hair was matted and wet from sweat and she smelled of blood and decay. The Patrollers bowed before the Pharaohs.

"We have retrieved ex-General Heidi, Your Highnesses."

Yugi looked at her for a moment, his mouth twisted. He whispered to his other, "Yami… Yami, she looks awful."

He nodded and walked two steps foreword until he was standing right in front of her. Her head was bowed, unintentionally, as she really had little strength to lift it. "Heidi," Yami said, "Heidi, look at me."

A sigh could be heard and she tilted her head upwards just a little. Yami lifted her chin with his fist until hazel eyes met crimson, "How do you feel?"

"F-Feel…?" Her somewhat pitiful expression then turned into that of an enraged one, "Well… it's not a dandy feeling, but I'm getting by!" She said, sarcastically, the blood remaining in her system was beginning to boil.

Yami grinned, "Well, then, I know I'm doing the right thing."

"Pheh! I doubt you've ever done the 'right thing' in your entire life."

Nodding to the guards, Yami told them that they knew what to do with Heidi and that he would give the orders when the time was right. Just before they took Heidi away, Yami looked at her, a sadistic smile tearing up his features to the horrific point, "I never thought you'd fit into my plan so perfectly, Heidi D'Angelo."

"What…?"

"Mmhmm. Go ahead, take her."

"…Yami? What are you talking about?" She saw the malicious glint in his eyes and as she was now being carried swiftly away she panicked, screaming with everything she had left, "YAMI! YAMI! I-I… I DON'T WANT TO DIE!"

It was around six in the evening when the news of Yami's plan was released to the public. He sent out Spike Patrollers to every part of Domino to give everyone an invitation to this party he was holding in the Palace. It was very spur of the moment for most people and they didn't know what to think when a Spike Patroller knocked on their door and handed them the folded but neatly decorated piece of paper. It read as follows:

Dear Domino Townsperson,

You have been cordially invited to the First Annual Execution Ceremony. Haven't been killed by our Pharaohs, yet? Then it's time to celebrate! Because, most likely, you will be in the next few months, so party-hardy! Eat, drink and be merry at the Palace in the company of royals who you aren't worthy of!

Sincerely,

Mai and Serenity. (Royal Bathing and Pampering Girls.)

P.S – This invitation in necessary to get in. Be there before 7 pm, or something horrible will befall you and your loved ones. See you there:D

So, as you can imagine, no one wanted to decline this oh-so-gracious invitation from their Pharaohs. Everyone in Northern and, of course, Southern Domino was invited. But as the Spike Patrollers roamed throughout the city, in the back of their minds, they knew another thing they were doing which was being on the lookout for four very suspicious looking boys.

Namely, Marik, Malik, Bakura and Ryou.

But what the Spike Patrollers didn't know was that the boys were now accompanied by someone else. A wise, older man who knew the city like the back of his hand.

"Cody! What're you doing?" Malik gasped.

It seemed that while all four of them were walking in the shadows of the alleyway, not wanting to risk being seen by anyone, Cody had wandered into the middle of the busy street and was trying to flag down a Spike Patroller to ask directions. He would've succeeded blowing their cover, too, if Malik and Marik hadn't ran over, covered his mouth and dragged him back into the shadows.

When they looked around, making sure no one had seen, they let him go.

"What in Ra's name were you thinking?" Bakura scolded, "Why were you out there?"

"Well… eh heh, I forgot which way to go next! So I thought that maybe that guy could help since he's a Spiky and all." Cody smiled.

"Ah, but… But… Oh, I give up." Bakura turned around.

Marik shook his head slightly and looked up. Though the tops of houses and apartments were in the way and it was dark under the awnings of the buildings, he could see the top of that large golden castle in the center of town. Coloring the sky were purples and brilliant reds streaming the sky, a low haze setting over the city and Marik knew the sun must be setting just behind it.

"You guys, we'd better get going, if the sun's about to set then we shouldn't be out here." Ryou observed, taking the words right from Marik's head. "I… heard it gets scary here at night."

"There, there, Ryou! Never fear, cause you gots a Cody here!"

Bakura rolled his eyes, "Ooh, we feel safe now."

"No, they're right, Ryou, you don't have anything to worry about." Malik nodded to his friend and pointed out into the street. Everyone looked at where he was pointing, "See? Look, all the people are… leaving their houses? Why?"

Marik raised an eyebrow, "They look like they're migrating."

"Where to?"

"Someone go see."

"I'm not going."

"Cody, you go."

Poor Cody wasn't even given the chance to respond before he was thrown out from under the awning and onto the sidewalk. He blinked and scooted back a little so he wasn't in total view. He put his hand over his eyes so as to better his view and looked all the way down the main street which was the street basically everyone was taking. And it only led to one place that everyone in Domino might have business in.

He quickly pulled back into the shadows and ran back to his friends, "I think they're goin' to the Palace!"

"What for?" They asked in unison.

"Wha, I'm a crystal ball now? I dunno!"

"Eh." Marik shrugged, now beginning to walk in the direction they were previously, towards the Palace, "It doesn't matter. So, they'll be a few more people than expected. This'll only make it easier, we can sneak in the front and no one will be the wiser."

"Works for me." Bakura said and caught up with his friend, "You guys comin' or what?"

"Uh… Yeah!"

It turned out that Marik was right. They took a chance by traveling in the midst of everyone else down to the Palace and weren't noticed and the main road was faster than ducking behind buildings and using shadows. It took the boys about thirty minutes to actually get to the gate into the Inner City, because of all the foot traffic. And the fact that they had to look after Ryou. For some reason, he kept getting separated and people would try to kidnap him. So, Bakura let Ryou ride on his back the whole way.

"Oh, Bakura… You have a beauty mark on the back of your neck!" Ryou smiled cheerfully, examining the pale skin under his yami's silver hair.

"That's not a beauty mark, it's a scar!"

"Well, I think it's cute!" He giggled and snuggled the teen's neck, resting his head against the scar. "'Kura's got a beauty mark…!"

Bakura went rigid, groaning out, "Are we there yet?"

Cody was just ahead of them and as the giant mob of people began to come to a halt, he called back to him, "Ah, yup yup! We sure are!"

The Spike Patrollers that were guarding the entrance began to tell people to form a line outside the Palace's door. Cody managed to get everyone in their group together in the line so that they wouldn't be separated. And although they were in the middle of the line, they didn't cut because a Patroller was giving them suspicious glances, so they didn't want to be even more conspicuous.

Since they'd be standing for a while, Bakura let his hikari off his back gently.

Ryou pouted, "Oh, 'Kura, I wanted to see your beauty mark some more."

Marik glanced back, "You've got a beauty mark?"

"Lemme see!" Malik tried to peek.

"Scar."

Mokuba had been in Flyswatter's cranium, keeping his brain company for a while now. He'd wanted to get out and go back, but he was too afraid to go back down Flyswatter's spine. He thought he might fall and break his own spine when all was said and done. So, it was there he stayed with no way out and it was getting on his last nerve.

"Ugh… What am I going to do? I may be trapped in his body for all eternity!" He stood from his sitting spot next to that shriveled up piece of bacon that Flyswatter called a brain. He paced around and around it, then sighed sadly, "And then there's Seto. Poor Seto's probably going insane trapped in a room with Joey! Ah… But Yami's probably not going to keep them there for very long. Really, all they're doing is taking up space, he'll probably kill them soon!"

Looking around, frantically, Mokuba once again fought back sobs at the thought of not being able to do anything to help his brother or anyone else for that matter. And in one swing of his tiny leg, he let out most of that rage on something he didn't really mean to. Through teary eyes, Mokuba blinked in shock at the brain that he had just kicked off the brainstem and it was now rolling around freely.

"… Uh-oh."

It went round and round the twelve-year-old who was now standing in its old spot. The brain stopped it's moving in a second, settling over by the back left side of the skull.

Mokuba's bottom lip quivered, "… I… I killed him!" He broke out into sobs, "No, no, no! I didn't mean to kill him! This is so bad…! You… You're not supposed to kill people, oh, Seto forgive me!"

After about two minutes of uncontrolled sobs and fearing the consequences of his actions, Mokuba had to calm himself down. He knew tears were not the answer and that all he had to do was find a way to Seto. Seto would know that Mokuba didn't mean to kill anyone.

So, taking in a shaky breath, the young boy stopped himself and thought for a second. In less than a minute, he came up with a plan, though he didn't really think it would work. But it was all he had.

He nodded confidentially to himself, "Alright, let's do this!"

Scrambling over to the brainstem that the brain was now detached from, Mokuba lifted it up with a bit of difficultly, seeing as how it was kind of thick. He then took it in one arm and then another until it was wrapped securely around his waist and he pulled on it tight. Wincing, he spread his feet in the indents where the brain had been for so long.

"And FORWARD!" He moved his left foot up and then set it back down, stomping and making sure it was felt. He wasn't quiet sure what would happen until he felt the entire body shake and he had to grab the ground again to stop from tumbling over.

Flyswatter's body had suddenly risen from the ground and stood, towering above the miles of ash and rocks caused by Factory Beta's explosion. Seeing as how Flyswatter had been knocked unconscious, his eyes had been closed for a long while but when Mokuba took that first step, his eyelids flew open, revealing blank orbs. His left foot took a giant step foreword.

Mokuba blinked, now able to see the outside world through Flyswatter's vacant eyes that appeared like two oval screens on the cranium.

"Ah… ALRIGHT!" His woeful demeanor did a one-eighty in those short minutes as he grinned from ear to ear. "Let's keep going then! We're going to Yami and Yugi's Palace!"

Mokuba lifted his right foot and then his left again and soon they were in motion.

People down below the giant man were screaming once again that the thing was back up and terrorizing the city. Of course, they couldn't see the small boy in the head, directing the body, but from outside they could hear a tiny, boyish voice coming from the monster's mouth.

"HAHAHAHA! I'M COMIN' FOR YOU, SETO!"

Back at the Palace, the sun had just set. The giant star left everyone's sight about ten minutes ago and now there was nothing but a large wheeling night sky, stars strewn all over, lighting it up and setting off the atmosphere. The Palace was, as everyone soon found out, even more beautiful at night. When the entire sky was black and the Palace shimmered, it's golden paint making it seem like some sort of heaven.

But a few people knew better.

"Jeez, how much longer do we have to wait?" Marik was truly aggravated. "What do Yami and Yugi think, this is some kind of night club that people will wait hours to get into? We have lives!"

"Calm down or you'll cause a scene." Malik frowned.

"I'll cause a scene if I want!"

Bakura rolled his eyes, "No one could cause a bigger scene than Cody…"

Both Egyptians tilted their heads, wondering what the albino meant by that. He nodded his head behind them and they all turned around, seeing Cody making balloon animals for kids in the back of the line.

"C-Cody! Get up here!"

His head popped up out of the small crowd of children and he grinned at them, giving the boys a thumbs-up sign. They sighed and, in a second, Cody came trotting back up the line.

"Ah, yup yup? Ya need somethin'?"

"We need you to stay up here, Cody, I think we're getting ready to go in." Ryou said politely, looking up towards the door. Despite all the waiting, they were indeed next, right after these two drugged-up looking people.

Surprisingly enough, the two druggies got in after they had given the guard a few bags of something unmentionable. After which, Marik, Bakura, their hikaris and Cody stepped up and the guard shoved the bags into his back pocket.

"Ahem. Invitations, please."

"…"

"…"

"…"

"…"

"…"

Everyone looked at each other with blank stares on their faces. Malik gave a shy grin to the Spike Patroller and held out his finger, "O-One second, please."

"Tch. Fine."

The boys and Cody all ducked in a group-huddle. Ryou was the first to say anything as he whined pitifully to the others, "W-What are we going to do? We need invitations!"

"Marik, why didn't you tell us this before?" Bakura asked, growling.

"Oh and suddenly it's all my fault?"

"Yeah! Suddenly!"

"Will the two of you shut up?" Malik interrupted, "Be productive!"

"Why don't you shut-up, Malik?"

"Maybe I don't want to!"

"Well, then, what makes you think I want to?"

"I don't care what you want!"

"Oh," Ryou tried to stop them before Bakura and Malik startied tearing each other apart on the ground. "Come on, you two, don't fight."

Marik shrugged, "Eh, let them. We've obviously got no where to go."

"Ey, ey!" Cody pulled the two quarreling boys off of one another and patted them on their heads, smiling, "No need to worry, yup, I gots it covered. C'mon, this'll work!"

They nodded unsurely but broke the huddle nonetheless and turned back around to the Spike Patroller who was looking quiet bored, faking a yawn and blinking at them when they stood again. "Ah, so I see you've decided to rejoin the living. Invitation?"

Cody walked up from behind Ryou and nodded to the Patroller, patting him on the back, though the contact was obviously unwanted. "Wes don't need an invitation! Don't cha know, wes the band. We gunna play here, tonight!"

The guard blinked at them and the boys blinked at themselves also. "So… you guys are the band? You don't look like any band I've ever seen. Where're your instruments?"

"Ah… Um, we don't use instruments!" Malik said suddenly, surprised to hear himself saying something like this, and still he continued, "We're world famous and have evolved to the point of not needing instruments!"

Ryou whispered, "Nice save."

"Thanks."

"World famous, huh? Wow, the Pharaohs certainly did pull some strings. Who are you guys, anyway? The Temptations? The Rolling Stones?"

Marik rolled his eyes, "No, I'm Hootie and these are the Blowfish." He said it with a huge amount of sarcasm, but the guard looked stunned.

"R-Really? Oh my gosh, oh my gosh! I-I'm sorry for making you wait, really I am! G-Go right in, Hootie." He bowed time and time again, making way for them to go inside the large double doors that were now open, a huge golden light shining out of it and sounds of people laughing and joking.

On their way in, Bakura whispered to Marik, "That was weird. And whose Hootie and the Blowfish?"

"Dunno, I heard it on one of Malik's sister's CDs."

As the party in the castle started to heat up, there were people below in the cells who were totally forgotten about. No one came to get them for the party, nor were they even feed that day, their daily saltine cracker forgotten about as well. And just when they were trying to go back to sleep again, they heard and felt all the festivities going on upstairs and they sat in silence in different corners of their cells, eyes red and wide open.

"…" Joey looked around at each of his cellmates, "… Ah, you know, for the first time in weeks I feel left out."

Otogi nodded solemnly, "You're not the only one. I don't get it! When Yami and Yugi weren't ruling the world, I was such an asset to a great party that hosts battled it out over who got to have me! And now? Now, I'm not even invited!"

"That never happened." Tristan mumbled.

"Oh, it didn't? Then how come, last summer, when Bobby told Whitney that Jared wanted me at his sweet sixteen, Candis went mad with jealousy and threw Jared off a mountain?"

"Maybe it's because she was Jared's girlfriend and Jared was cheating on her with Bobby and Whitney?"

"…" Otogi fluffed his hair, "… So."

"It had nothing to do with you."

"Yes, it did, I was there!"

"You were not, that was the night you were getting your hair done with Latoya and Sharonda. And I remember because I had to wait outside and we were two hours late for the movie!" Tristan folded his arms and turned away, trying not to pout but it was apparent that he was.

"Tristan… I said I was sorry like a thousand times. Are you gonna hold that over my head forever?" He fiddled with his jewelry, "Besides, Sharonda needed me that night; her boyfriend had just gone to join the war in New Zealand."

"So who's more important? Me or Sharonda and New Zealand?"

"You are!"

"Say it."

"What?"

"I want to hear you say the whole thing!"

"Ugh… Fine. Tristan, you are more important than all the Sharondas and New Zealands put together, 'kay? Happy now?"

"…Yes."

As the two hugged, Joey and Kaiba were in the other corner, starring wide-eyed with disbelief and a bit of wonder. Kaiba rolled his eyes as he muttered, "I'm trapped in here with a bunch of sissies."

Joey glared, "You'd better not be calling me a sissy."

"And so what if I am?"

"Dammit, Kaiba, why do you always have to start something? If you want to fight go do it with someone else, because I'm not playing your game anymore!" Joey stood up, a frown deeply chiseled into his features.

"Fine! Maybe I will!" He huffed and, not really thinking, he turned around and opened the door to the cell and walked out. He got about five steps down the hallway until he stopped and slowly turned around, looking at the gate that was open, the light wind blew it a little from side to side.

Joey, Tristan and Otogi looked back, their eyes equally as big and blank as Kaiba's. They looked at each other then back to the brunette and he regained his composure coolly.

"I-I knew that was open."