Well, hello my little minions of injustice. This is Bakura speaking. I am looking over PADA's fic right now, and I see a few changes I could make. Such as: 1-I should rule, 2-I should rule magnificently, 3-I should rule magnificently with greater power than the foolish Pharaoh could ever imagine, 4-…

Atem: Tomb Robber what do you think you are doing?

Having fun, what's it look like?

Atem: That you're a complete fruit who needs to get a life.

Ha! Only to the untrained eye!

Atem: …

Anyway, where was I… oh yes 4- I shall rule magnificently with greater power than the foolish Pharaoh could ever imagine and I would eat cherry pie, 5-…

PADA: Bakura! Get away from my fic! Shoo!

Humph, fine, be that way…

Sorry about that. This is PADA and thank you for all your reviews! I wish I could thank you each specifically, but I have to do this really quickly, so you know… But here you are: Chapt 6! Yugi, I have to go. Will you please read my fic to our viewers?

Yugi: Sure. Okay. PADA's gone, so here we go…

"…" speaking. '…' thinking.

Chapter Six: Aussie Visitor and Monday Notices

Knock knock knock knock knock

'Why won't that stupid door shutup?' Atem wondered blankly. 'Oh wait, there's probably someone there huh? Ok, think Atem. What do you do when someone's at the door? You tell Yugi. Right, oh, but this is Kaiba's house. I guess I tell Kaiba then. But it's late so-'

Knock knock knock knock knock

'Argh, shut up you dumb door! Oh, that person's probably still there. I guess I tell Kaiba. Or should I answer it? No, Kaiba said he would kick me out if I did. But it's late. Maybe I should just-'

Knock knock knock knock knock

"Alright, alright. I'll get Kaiba, Mr. Door. Okey-day?" he tells the…door. (can you really blame him? His brain is over 5000 years old so he's not exactly the brightest person in the world. Plus he's really tired, and let's not forget, he is a yami and all yami's are a little crazy) Atem walks to Seto's room and opens it. "Hey, Kaiba!" he whispers loudly. Seto groans. "Kaiba!" he says a little louder.

"Mphh. What do you want?" Seto asks sleepily. He looks at his clock. "What the heck are you doing? It's freakin 3:00 in the morning!" he half yells half whispers.

"Mr. Doory-Door wants you." Atem tells him, now half-asleep.

"What's wrong with you?" Seto then hears the knock. "Oh, someones at the door. Why didn't you just tell me that in the first place?" He gets up and walks toward the front room.

"I didn't want to wake Mr. Sink and Mrs. Microwave… and little Susie Spoon and Timmy Fork… and let's not forget baby Pete Lightbulb. Or grandpa Bob Staircase." Atem begins to tip over but steadies himself before he falls.

Seto just stares at him. "What the hell are you on?"

"Mostly those white round things you keep in your top drawer."

"Ugh… you know that you only take one or two right? I gave those specific instructions- take one or two with water if you need to."

"Yes, Kaiba, but you forget that I don't listen to instructions or heed to anything that sounds even remotely like your voice."

"I noticed." Kabia walks over to the door and opens it.

"Hello, Seto Kaiba." a gruff voice says.

"Aw, crap. Why are you here?" Seto groans.

"Who is it Kai- oh." Atem looks to see a big blonde guy standing in the doorway. "Raphael…"

"Pharaoh. What a pleasant surprise." Raphael says noticing the crimson eyed teen (or so it seems) behind Seto.

"Why are you here?" Seto asks again, rather annoyed.

"We came to drop off this idiot. He got Dartz mad so we were told to leave him at the Pharaoh's house but apparently he wasn't home."

"Gee, how did you know? You're so smart, I'm surprised Einstein hasn't come back from the dead just to congratulate you." Atem says, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"And you're such a dork… that… that… oh, shutup!" Raphael mutters.

"Ha! You were unable to come up with an insult to match my wittiness. You fail! You're a failure in life!"

"Shut up you 5000 year old fruitcake."

"Both of you shut your holes!" shouts Seto angrily.

"You hear that? Even Kaiba thinks you're a failure, oh failing one."

"Dense!"

"Failure!"

"Idiotic Butt nugget!"

"Son of a motherless goat!" (1)

"… … … WHAT?"

"Pshh… don't act like you didn't hear me, fool. Everyone knows. Don't you dare try to deny it."

Seto rolled his eyes and groans. "Will you idiots please stop that annoying sound protruding from your mouths? Now who were you going to drop off? Not that I care or anything, but since I do need to do some community service hours, he can sleep in the basement. But who is it?"

Raphael pulls Valon out from behind his back, who waves nervously.

Seto sighs. "Whatever. I suppose this will pay off my hours that I need."

Raphael throws Valon into the room, gives a glare to Atem, and shuts the door.

Valon gets up and dusts himself off. "Well, if that wasn't rude I dunno what is. Oh 'ello mates. Nice shirt you got there, Kaiba. And, Pharaoh. I love your boxers. Aiy?"

In truth, Seto isn't wearing a shirt. Just grey pajama bottoms. (Seto fangirls scream and faint again and this time Kirby don't own comes in a zamboni (2) and pushes them into a pile) Also, Atem is wearing a dark red shirt that says "Jesus Loves Pharaoh's Too" and black boxers. They both scowl as Valon laughs.

"Just kidd'n. But anyway, I sleep in th' basem'nt? Al'ite. I don' mind. Better than bein in the middle 'f Dartz's fury. So, where is th' basem'nt?"

"I'm going to guess downstairs you Aussie freak. Now go on before I change my mind." Seto growls.

Valon nods and heads down the basement stairs. "Oh, and I have to staut goin back to school stauting tomorrow. Apparently it's like a law or something." he says as he goes down.

Atem stretches. "Well I'm gonna go to bed. And I get to sleep in. Hahaha!"

"That is where you're wrong sir. See, my brother is home schooled, but since I have a bunch of things to do at work, Seth takes care of that. But Seth is going to be driving other people around tomorrow, so that means you, that white haired freak, and blondie get to teach my little brother his lessons. Got it?" Seto tells him with a smirk.

Atem lets out such a long sigh that he almost passes out, but manages to breathe in again. "What? Are you effing kidding me? I know nothing of these modern day teachings."

"Well, too bad. Looks like you're stuck with the job. And I'll have to warn you." Seto grins evilly. "Mokuba is very hyper in the morning." He laughs as he walks off to bed.

Atem trudges back to the attic and plops onto the floor across the room from Bakura. 'Great… babysitting and teaching. Joy…'

Well, that was interesting. Anyway… hey Bakura! Come one, this is my job… WHA-

Yes, I have taken over once more! Bwahahahahaha! Poor wittle Pharaoh. NOT! Oh, yes and review and die!

Yugi: Uh.. don't you mean review or die?

What? How dare you question my judgment! Off to Canada with you!

Yugi: AUUUGGHH!

Now where was I. Ah yes, REVIEW! Ahahahaha! AHAHAHAHA-

PADA: Bakura, stop frightening my viewers. Jeez, that's the last time I leave you by yourself with my fics.

Sorry, what do you want me to switch back? BECAUSE I'M NOT GOING TO! Ow! Fine, hey ow! You don't have to pinch. Ra, that freaking hurt! Here…

Ah. That's better. So my kind reviewers, please R&R. And I know this chapter wasn't great but next one will be better, I promise. And if it's not, well then-

Bakura: (singing) To hell with you and all your friends! To hell with you and all your friends!

Stop listening to my music! Ugh… But next time on Yu-Gi-Oh… CHAOS! MWUAHAHAHAHAHAHAA! Oh dear, I think Bakura is starting to rub off on me… oh well.