Chapter Two

AN: Hey all! No, I'm not dead. Much. Here is the second installment of this horrifying tale, recounted to me by the character herself.

So, here's poor Emily to do the disclaimer.

Disclaimer: Emily: All the authoress owns is me, Sari, Lara and the Mary Sue I am forced to become. Don't be mad at her, please. Here's stuff you'll need to know.

Plain: What's actually happening.

Italics: What the fangirls want to be happening and are writing.

Poor Mary Sue

Emily was staring in horror at the mirror.

I'll describe her to you now.

She has long, golden, shining 'tresses' (because you know, Mary Sue hair is never just 'hair') that fall in soft waves to her waist, and eyes that seem to flip from blue to green to violet to silver to grey and so on. If you watch them long enough, they'll cycle through the rainbow with a few extra colours added on.

Her features have become delicate, with pale skin and full lips.

In short, if you flip to 'Mary Sue' in the dictionary and it was actually there, you would find a picture of what Emily had become.

"AUGH!"

She ran back out.

And something else hit her.

"Why do I have scars on my arms?"

Bakura rolled his eyes.

"You're the stereotypical Beautiful! Intelligent! but Angsty! Cutting! Sue. Tragic past and all."

Emily frowned. "But doesn't that kind of Sue generally end up having a romance with…waaaaiiit a second…is there something you're not telling me?"

"There's lots I'm not telling you. For example, the Red Sea isn't really red, and…"

"Bakura. Be serious. Please."

"Fine. You're also somehow Malik's long-lost…third cousin twice removed, I think it is. You have defeated Pegasus and Kaiba in duels (of course), and you have a card that can defeat any of the God Cards. Not to mention you know how to use it, and you have plenty of original cards."

"WHA-AT?"

"Yeah. To top it all off, you're also a new student! You want to see what the fangirls are writing? I've learned how to hack into their files."
"Sure, why not. Maybe we can change things…"

"I doubt it; we'll need to learn how to hack into the keyboard to do that."

"Crap. But let's go look anyway."

Bakura shrugged and led Emily out into the hallway, opening a door made of tin that looked very out of place in the house.

Rosalina wuz reeding wen Baku-chan cam in.

"hey Rose"

"hey"

"wat u reedin?"

"nothin much

Emily groaned. "My poor eyes…wait. Baku-chan? This is just blatant wish-fulfillment! "

"I know. They could at least pretend they're trying to write a decent story…"

"hey Rose, r u comin 2 skool 2morow?"

"mayB

"Y not?'

"well, if mi dad gits madd at mee, i can't go"

"y not?"

"no reson'

"OK."

Baku-chan leftt, and as son as he wuz gon, Rosalina sturtid 2 cri.

"Oh bakura, i wish i culd tel u, but then u'd b in danger frum mi dad. and I luv u, bakura, so i cant tel u…

"Okay, not only do you not go to school with them, there is no way on earth you would be in danger from a mortal guy…wait. WHAT was that last bit?"

Bakura winced. "I tried to warn you…"

"EW! No offense, but honestly, I am WAY too freaking young for you! I'm only fourteen! Maybe people will give up in disgust…"

Bakura turned and asked no one in particular, "Isn't her childish idealism refreshing? Emily, people don't give up on this stuff, if only so they can flame it later."

"Maybe the flames will make them pull it?"

"Maybe. Don't count on it, though if we come here and find a long, wangsty 'Goodbye Cruel Board' chapter, we can hope."

Emily went and began to read on.

Rosalinas dad come inn. 'wat r u cryin abot, brat?'

"nothing, father"

"shut up bitch

then he slaped her harc acros teh face.

"ow…"she wisperd

"talk loder bitch' tehn he slaped her agan.

'oh adn u cant go too skool 2morow"

"y not?'

he slaped her 2 times. dunt queston me, brat" he yeled

'sory father

"u shuld b! he yeled be4 he left

She cryed a litle mor, adn fel aslep thinkin abut bakura adn hopin taht he wuld sav her

'bakura, help me…"

AN: Ono! lol can baku-chan sav rosalina?wel, revew adn we'l cont! adn no flammes cuz ur al just jelous adn cant see a goood storie wehn u reed one!111!11! psst next tim tey go 2 skool adn met yami adn tem. adn this mey sund stoopid, btu wat teh hek is a spelchek? I relee have noe idea! Ppl kep sayin 'u shuld prubaly use spelchek' btu i dunt kno wat spelchek is! help me pls!

Emily cried.

"What is it? You don't actually care about what happens to Rosalina, do you?" asked Bakura.

"N-no, it's just the thought that anyone would post this on the Internet, and not only expect good reviews but say that flames and CC are just because the sender is jealous…and they don't know what SPELLCHECK is! It's a crime against the world…"

To Be Continued…

AN: Heh heh, next time, Emily and her Mary Sue aspect are forced to go to school and DUEL! Oh, what ever could come of this?

Review, guys! Send flames for me to pass on to the fangirls if you want. Go ahead!