Dark Conscience: (grins) Kaiba's Slave caught one of your flaws...
Alley Cat: I know. I'm not too bothered with that though. The thing that bothers me the most is that I didn't catch it myself...and it was one of the most obvious ones...
Seto: See? You suck! How many times do I have to tell you that for it to get through?
Alley Cat: Forever. n.n
Seto: -.-
Alley Cat: Anyway, thanks to Kaiba's Slave who pointed out that Bakura was a tomb robber. I knew that but forgot it when I was righting because of my bad memory. I'm too lazy to change it, so I'll leave him as a noble. n.n Besides, I like him as a noble. And, also, my sincere apologies about all those notes/parentheses thingies in the last chapter... I tend to babble when I'm stressed or bored...and, at that time, I was both.
Dark Conscience: ...which makes things even worse...
Alley Cat: Shut up! So..I'm sorry for all you people who thought it was annoying...
Thanx to my reviewers:
Black-Lightniing - Well sor-ry. Geez...not my fault your trying to procrastinate on that project... Yes, Anippe was weak in the last chapter...I intended for her to be weak the entire time, but I just couldn't. So I scratched that idea and just wrote how she usually acts. So that's fine, right? Yes, I can't believe I used Flyht either, but I did. So, oh well. What is wrong with Seto wearing pink, fluffy pajamas? LOL Just joking. I know it's wierd, but oh well. In this fic, there is no such thing as Ryou or Marik. Therefore, Yami Bakura becomes Bakura (like everyone calls him that anyway...) and Malik becomes Marik. The cameos...I decided to abandon that idea. You can still do it for yours, but I'm not going to put any extra effort in to do that. Plus, the place where I wanted to put that in is not the place you are thinking of... Well, anyway, thanks for the review and hope you enjoy this chapter (though I think it really sucks x.x)!
CANDLE - (gaspers) Three months?! Has it already been that long?!?! And I only have thirteen chapters up (counting this one)?!?! WHAT have I been DOING?!?!?! Well, thank you so much for the review. Glad you liked the sword, and hope you like this chapter! n.n
pharohs-slave - n.n Glad you liked that chapter. Yeah...I know it's a bit far-fetched...Yami forgetting about Anippe, but I tried to make it as natural as possible! ...Kind of... (sweatdrop) n.n Well, thanx for the review, and hope you like this chapter.
Kaiba's Slave - Ooooh...Bakura fanatic, are ya? Well...you're going to hate me for saying this...but I don't think Bakura will play a big part in this fic... He'll just pop in and out. Like he's been doing in the previous chapters. I believe I introduced him in Chapter 4 or 5... Yeah... Sorry, I forgot he was a tomb robber... Well...now he's a noble. So think of him as that. I actually like the idea of him being a noble... I know my ellipses were annoying, and I'm really sorry. I'll try not to do it again... Thank you so much for the review, and I hope you enjoy this chapter too! n.n And...I'll join in on your little obsession...but I have a different person in mind... KRATOS KRATOS KRATOS!!!!!!!!! (Dark Conscience: Oh no... Not this again...) KRATOS KRATOS KRATOS KRATOS KRATOS KRATOS KRATOS!!!!!!!!!!! KRATOS KRATOS KRATOS KRA-- (Dark Conscience: (whacks Alley Cat with a random vegetable)) x.x
skyring - n.n Glad you liked that last chapter. Hope you enjoy this one as well. n.n
anonoumus - Dark Conscience keeps complaining about how your spelling "anonymous" wrong... n.n Keep it up! (smiles evilly) Just get on her nerves for me, will ya? Anyway, thanks for the ego boost...I'd been needing one for a long time. But I still think my chapters suck...so yeah... Trust me. It's really hard to convince me that I wrote something good, so don't even try... Yes. Yami's feeling a tad to guilty. He got over it in the last chapter didn't he? (shrugs) Whatever... Anyway, you're asking me why I made Marik and Bakura perverts? Because...they're evil peoples! n.n (Dark Conscience: ...You didn't answer the question...) Fine. :P Well...back then, there were many bad, evil men who wanted to sell pretty girls because...I guess a lot of people were perverts back then. But it was normal for them...being less civilized than we are now...But anyway, I just felt that since Bakura and Marik were already evil, making them perverted would make them even eviller and deviouser!! (Dark Conscience: (rolls eyes) You're logic sucks...) Shut up! Anyway, thanks for being such a constant reviewer, and I hope you enjoy this chapter...
Pharaoh's Jewel - I'm sorry for not reading your chapter earlier! You saw my whole list didn't you? But thanks for reviewing mine so often. n.n I'll try to review yours as often as possible. Luv you too. Hope you enjoy this chapter. You're on my fav. list too.
Alley Cat: Now then...on with the chapter! ...that really sucks.
Seto: Agreed.
Dark Conscience: You really are too harsh on yourself...
Alley Cat: (shrugs)
Dark Conscience: -.-
Alley Cat: Anyway, Seto! (glomps him) Do the disclaimer, will you?
Seto: (eye twitching) Only if you GET OFF ME.
Alley Cat: (pouts, but reluctantly lets go)
Seto: Alley Cat is a hopeless girl whose computer crashed seven times in a row last night and can't even afford to buy a videogame and therefore can't possibly own Yu-Gi-Oh.
Alley Cat: (whining) You didn't have to say it like that!
Seto: Yes I did...
Alley Cat: (pouts)
Dark Conscience: (sighs) Well...on with the chapter...
Yami quickly rode out to the place where he last left Anippe, but found no trace of her. He practically had a seizure. Where was Anippe?!?! He closed his eyes and tried to calm himself down. She wouldn't have just run away from him, would she? ...No...she wouldn't have the heart to do that... anyone have gotten to her? There were many greedy men out there, willing to make a profit out of pretty girls. Anippe was really pretty...she'd probably sell high...
Yami cursed at himself for his stupidity. How could he just leave her in the middle of the desert without his protection? He let out a cry of anguish before going back towards the palace. From there, he would command his militia to flip through every house, if he had to, to find Anippe. Who knew what fate had befallen her?
Anippe carefully stepped into the palace. The sun was setting...the Pharaoh would probably be mad at her...for not listening to him. But...perhaps she could calm him somehow... She sighed. She really should have just stayed out there...but...she looked at her new sword. There was a silver lining to everything...as long as she could hide it...she should be fine, right? She quickly walked to her room and put the sword under her bed. The Pharaoh wouldn't search there... She walked outside to find Layla.
"Where were you?" Layla asked.
"Um, I was...uh," Anippe stuttered. She really didn't want to tell Layla everything that happened. Besides, Layla didn't need to know anyway... It was nothing of importance, right? "It was nothing really."
"Oh, okay," Layla replied, not really that interested in where Anippe was anyway. She lowered her voice a little so that they couldn't be overheard. "Anippe...get me outta here," she pleaded tearfully.
Anippe looked around and dragged Layla into her room, shutting the door firmly behind her. "Why?" she whispered. Even though they were safely in the room, there was still a possibility of them being overheard. "Why?" she repeated. "Did something go wrong with the High Priest? Is he mad at you or something?"
Layla shook her head. "I—I just want to see my family again. ...And my time here couldn't be called pleasant."
Anippe nodded, fully understanding her meaning. "So...how are you going to escape? Where is your family?"
Layla looked aside. "W—well...that's the problem. I don't...have a plan. Can you help me? My family is in a small town not too far from here...follow the North Star and it shouldn't be more than a day sway...riding a horse."
Anippe closed her eyes, thinking. "Hmm... Well..." Her eyes lit up, showing that she had found a way. "I have an idea," she announced, as if it could be more obvious.
Layla looked at Anippe expectedly. "Well?"
Anippe gave a wry smile. "You'll see...meet me in the main chamber after lunch." And with that, she ushered Layla out of her room. She needed time to plan.
Yami stormed into the palace, half worried, half angry. Angry with himself for being so stupid, angry with Anippe for not listening to him if she ran off, and worried that she had fallen into trouble. He growled menacingly. She brought nothing but trouble! ...Yet he couldn't stop thinking about her...worrying about her... In fact, the best times he had, since he had met her, were probably some of the best times he had ever had...
He slammed his hand against the wall. He couldn't contain the fury rising up within him.
It just so happened that Seto was walking by. "Yami...what's wrong?" he asked cautiously, wondering if he should think about his own health before prying further.
Yami sighed loudly. Clearly, he did not feel like talking.
Seto was still contemplating about his health...maybe he should just let Yami raise hell as long as he was okay... No...he wouldn't be okay even then... When Yami raised hell, he literally raised hell. Anyone and anything within his grasp would be destroyed...or completely traumatized for the rest of their life. That would mean the palace, the city, and maybe some of the closer towns depending on how angry he was. When Yami was angry, he didn't think. He was reckless. Seto sighed. Great. Counseling was not his favorite subject. So why was he always counseling Yami? "What's wrong?" he repeated, more forceful this time. He crossed his arms and turned to face him in that famous pose of his.
"Nothing," Yami muttered bitterly, but he knew Seto wouldn't give up that easily.
"Yami..." Seto growled. "Do you really want to hurt people over such trivial things?" It had to be something trivial right? If it wasn't, he would have heard of it by now.
Yami gave a startled look. How had Seto known it was something trivial? It may be a bit trivial, he concluded after he thought about it for a split-second. But...I care. It's not trivial to me. "I—it's Anippe," he admitted. "Sh—she's gone." He was trying to calm down, get a grip on his anger.
That startled Seto. He uncrossed his arms, leaving his normally cold attitude. "You mean that slave of yours?"
Yami nodded and looked away, trying to hide his tears.
"What about her?" he asked, wondering what had gotten him so angry.
"Sh—she's gone," he stated coldly, still unable to look Seto in the eyes, tears still rolling down his face.
"Gone?" Seto was bewildered. "How can she be gone? Layla talked to her a few minutes ago."
"What?!" Yami exclaimed with such fury that Seto winced a bit. He looked back at Seto with disbelief.
"Layla just returned from Anippe's room," he tried to explain. "She should be in her room right now...Layla said she never left it...or not of what she knew. In fact, Layla decided to go to her room early today too..."
"You mean she's in the palace?! She's here?!" Yami cried out, not able to process this information that he had just received.
Seto was feeling more uncomfortable by the minute. Maybe it would have been better for Yami to unleash his fury on the city as a whole instead of just him. He sighed irritably while trying to back away from Yami slowly. ...Maybe he could get far enough to launch a spell on Yami in case Yami decided to pounce him... "Yes," he said meekly.
Yami was struck-down, utterly speechless... How...how could this happen? ...Anippe...here? In the palace? Trying to calm himself, he asked, "You said she was in her room?"
Seto nodded numbly while still backing away from Yami. It wasn't too good to be too close to him in the mood he was in now...
Yami tried to smile a bit. "It's okay Seto. It's not like I'm going to hurt you." And with that, he walked, or one could say, "stormed", down to Anippe's room.
Anippe was lying peacefully in her bed. Not completely asleep, but not completely awake either...that is, until she heard a loud knock on her door.
"Anippe!" Yami boomed.
"Hm?" Anippe asked timidly, not fully awake yet.
"Let me in!"
Anippe sat upright and immediately opened the door. "Sorry," she mumbled while looking at the ground.
"Where were you?!" he boomed again.
Anippe cringed a bit. "I—I walked back to the palace," she said softly.
"Why?! I thought I told you to stay there," he cried, fury rising in every word.
"W—well...I—it was...hot," she said, noticing that was a pitiful excuse.
"It was hot," Yami repeated savagely. "You left because 'it was hot'?!?! You made me worry about you so much because 'IT WAS HOT'?!?!"
Anippe recoiled a bit. "I—I'm sorry master," she said timidly. "I—I didn't mean for you to worry about me. I—I'm sorry." She was still staring at the floor. Thoughts were coursing through her head. Why had the Pharaoh worried? He had no reason to. She was just a slave. A simple slave who could easily be disposed of and easily replaced. So why would he worry?
Yami sighed irritable, noticing the pitiful state Anippe was in. She was so afraid that she was actually shaking. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. Nothing could be done about it now. As long as Anippe learned her lesson and never did it again. "I forgive you this once," he emphasized. "Disobey me again and there will be major consequences."
"Yes master," Anippe whispered. She knew the Pharaoh would be angry...but not this angry. To see him in such a state scared her.
Yami stormed back to his chambers. He needed time to cool down.
Anippe woke up the next morning refreshed. She knew the Pharaoh had good intentions and didn't mean to harm her, but he scared her. She was sure the Pharaoh had cooled down by now so she decided to go on with her plan to escape.
First, she went out to the stables. The horses had gotten used to her company the first time she visited them. But, of course, this was only the second or third time she had visited them... She picked out two good horses. It's not like she and Layla could walk all the way to the town Layla's parents were in... For her, she picked a white stallion. It looked well bred and very strong. He seemed a bit wild, but she was very experienced at riding horses. Besides, she enjoyed challenges... Layla probably wasn't as experienced as she was...or maybe she had never ridden a horse...but she mentioned it's a day away on horse... She probably did know how to ride a horse... Anippe decided to get a brown mare with white spots for Layla. She was truly a beauty.
Anippe used her magic to talk to the two horses. She told them to meet her just outside the city. The horses understood. Anippe untied their ropes and let them go.
Seto knocked on Yami's door that led to his chamber. He rarely saw Yami so...angry. "Hey, Yami, are you okay?" he asked quietly.
Yami opened the door. "Yeah. Fine. Listen...I'm sorry about last night."
Seto shrugged. "It's fine. I just wanted to check up on you. That's all. Feared for my health though..."
Yami chuckled. "No it's all right. I was just...blinded by anger. I shouldn't have lost myself like that," he said dejectedly.
"Anger's not something that one can control," Seto pointed out. What was with this? He was counseling Yami again.
Yami sighed. "I know. Sorry for troubling you yesterday. You were so frightened yesterday that I swear you would have run as fast as you could if I had shouted at you a moment longer. When I yelled at Anippe, she seemed like she was going to crawl into a wall any minute... Anippe..." He drifted off. He needed to apologize to Anippe. After how he acted toward her yesterday, the trust he had gained from her had probably disappeared.
Seto stared at Yami curiously. "Something wrong?"
"Oh," Yami snapped out of his daze, "No. I...gotta go."
"Okay then," Seto said casually and left.
Yami just happened to intercept Anippe in the main hallway. "Anippe. About yesterday, I'm sorry. I was just so mad...and worried about you. I—I kinda lost it."
What was wrong with this picture? Why did the Pharaoh always apologize to her? "It's all right," Anippe said warily. She really didn't feel like talking to the Pharaoh right now. She had more important things to do. She had to prepare for the escape. She wanted it to go exactly according to plan. But then again, "whatever can go wrong, will go wrong" is what her father always said.
Yami looked at her. She seemed...anxious to do something... "Are you busy?"
Could this be a trick? Why would the Pharaoh ask if she was busy? "No master. Do you need me?"
"Oh no. I just thought...never mind. Well, do whatever you want to do." And with that, he walked on.
After lunch, Layla waited in the main hallway for Anippe, wondering how they were going to pull it off...
Anippe casually walked into the corridor with a plain-looking bag strapped across her back. She was also holding a golden serving tray.
"So..." Layla lowered her voice to a whisper, "when are we escaping?"
"Right now," Anippe chirped.
Layla was a bit bewildered. "What?!" she drawled out.
"Right now," Anippe repeated.
"S—so do we sneak out or something?"
Anippe cocked an eyebrow at Layla. "You really don't know how to make a scene, do you?"
"What do you mean?" Layla asked suspiciously.
Anippe smiled innocently. "I mean this." She dropped the tray, which made a loud clatter that echoed down the halls. "Run!" Anippe screamed as she pulled Layla out of the palace.
Actually, Anippe practically dragged Layla's arm off. She started running to prevent this from happening. Behind them, she could hear people yelling and could make out a distinct "What happened?" from the High Priest. Layla prayed silently that they wouldn't get caught as they made their way off palace grounds and into the city. "We are in so much trouble if they catch us!" she screamed fearfully.
Anippe flashed Layla a brilliant smile. "Don't worry so much," she said.
Yami and Seto were both within hearing distance of the loud clang of the golden tray. They immediately ran toward the noise. Before they rounded the corner to the main hallway, they heard Anippe scream "Run!" This had attracted much attention. Some of the nobles popped their heads out into the main hallway, very annoyed by the disturbance. Some slaves looked curiously at the commotion as well.
"What happened?" Seto asked coldly to one of the slaves.
"I—I don't know," the slave replied fearfully.
Seto growled.
Yami caught up with him. "What happened?" he asked, noticing the golden tray on the floor.
"I don't know," Seto repeated the slave's response.
Yami picked up the tray, noticing the fancy markings on the handles. He gasped. It was one of the serving trays the slaves brought for him. With those special markings...they were only for serving him...but no one would have dared to do something like this except for... "Anippe," he said. "She must have run away."
"Excuse me," a slave girl not past the age of twelve approached them. "There were two girls...they—they ran away... One had blond hair with blue eyes...and the other had brown hair and hazel eyes..." She backed away once she got the torturous glare of the High Priest. "I—I'm sorry," she said and cowered.
"How could Layla away?" Seto whispered. "She seemed so...happy these past few days..."
Yami didn't want to lose Anippe. "Let's chase them. They've already had a good head start. I'll get the army to chase them. Meet me at the stables. We'll chase them by chariot. He walked off.
Seto nodded numbly and headed toward the stables.
Soon enough, Seto and Yami were out in the marketplace. There was a huge commotion. Yami spotted Anippe running down the street with Layla and nudged Seto to look in that direction.
Seto sighed irritably. He steered his horse in that direction with Yami close behind him.
"Where are we going?" Layla demanded as they were running down an alleyway in the marketplace.
"I thought you wanted to get out of here," Anippe replied, a smile creeping up her lips. "What's wrong? You want to go back now?"
"No. It's just...not what I expected," Layla replied, quite out of breath.
Anippe smiled. This was fun. She looked at Layla, but, apparently, Layla wasn't as used to running as she was. "You need a rest?"
"Yeah," Layla replied panting. They stopped and leaned by a pole.
Anippe looked at where they just ran from and saw a huge commotion. "Wow," she commented. "We did all that?"
"Yeah, I guess," Layla said, catching her breath.
"Do you think they followed us?"
"Who?"
Anippe grinned. "Our masters."
Layla shrugged. "I doubt it."
Just then, they saw men, in armor and equipped with weapons, run toward them.
"Spoke too soon," Layla muttered.
Anippe wore an amused look on her face. "The Pharaoh's army," she commented.
"Great," Layla replied sarcastically.
They began running again.
Anippe spotted a wooden plank, leading to the top of the stores. "Up here," she commanded, veering off the street and onto the plank.
Yami halted his horse. "They're...on top of the stores," he said, baffled.
Seto halted his horse as well. "...Interesting way of thinking... I really don't understand those two..."
"Neither do I," Yami added. "I must say...those two are clever." He smiled at Seto. "Excitement's not a bad thing, is it?"
"I guess not," Seto replied thoughtfully. "Didn't have anything of interest to do today anyway..."
"Exactly," Yami said matter-of-factly. "So...shall we continue our pursuit?"
Seto shrugged. "Why not?"
And with that, they were off again.
Anippe and Layla were about to reach the end of the row of stores they were running on. They could see the area where civilization ended and the desert began.
"We're so close!" Layla exclaimed excitedly.
"Yup," Anippe replied. "So...can you jump?"
"From this high?!" Layla asked exasperatedly.
"Of course," Anippe said leisurely. "How else did you think we were going to get down, silly?" And with that, she jumped off the very last store. "Come on," she coaxed. "It's not as bad as it looks.
"O—okay," Layla said, unsure of this. She closed her eyes and jumped. Her feet touched the ground, but her legs felt like they were going to give way.
Anippe caught her. "You okay?" she asked.
"Yeah," Layla replied. "Just a bit...surprised."
"All right then. Let's get going."
They passed the gate to the city. Out there, waiting for them, were the two horses Anippe had picked out.
"I trust you can ride a horse?" Anippe asked.
Layla nodded numbly, surprised at the sight of the horses.
"Then come on!" Anippe said excitedly. She climbed on her horse and waited for Layla to get on hers. Then she expertly snapped the reins and went north, the bag still strapped around her back. Layla followed.
"Impressive," Yami commented as they watched Anippe and Layla ride off into the desert. He grinned at Seto. "Care to follow?"
Seto shrugged. "Sure," he said leisurely.
Yami nodded and called off the militia. "We'll take it from here," he told them.
After that being said, Seto and Yami rode out into the desert by themselves.
It was getting dark out. And, with the dark, the cold came as well.
Anippe glanced at Layla. "Maybe we should stop for now," she commented, noticing Layla shivering.
Layla nodded and pulled back on the reins.
Anippe dismounted her horse first. She unbundled her bag and pulled out a blanket. She handed it to Layla. "Thought we might need it," she commented.
Layla accepted it gratefully and wrapped it around herself. "Thanks."
Anippe also pulled out some pieces of flint and some firewood. "Thought we'd need these too," she said with a smile. "Hungry? I have some soup."
Layla nodded. "You had everything planned, didn't you?" she asked suspiciously.
Anippe smiled wryly. "Yes," she admitted. "But the Pharaoh's army took me by surprise."
Layla nodded again. "Me too."
Soon enough, Anippe was able to create a fire. It burned brightly and provided much warmth. Layla took off the blanket because of the heat. Anippe cooked the soup and pulled out two bowls from the bag. She carefully put the warm soup in each of them and handed one to Layla.
"So...you think they'll catch us?" Anippe asked curiously.
"I don't know," Layla said, taking a sip from the soup. "Mm," she commented, allowing the warmth to spread across her body.
Anippe smiled. "Well then...when you get back to your family...what will you do?"
Layla shrugged. "My family will probably rejoice. I was taken from them," she said quietly. "Thank you...for helping me escape. I couldn't have done without you."
Anippe cocked her eyebrow. "No problem. But I didn't really do anything."
"Yes you did!" Layla objected. "Look how far we've gotten!" She spread her hands out. "It's all because of you."
Anippe sighed. "Okay," she said, giving up. The fire was getting smaller, and she pulled out another blanket from her bag and wrapped it around her. She stared into the fire. "Then...what do you think will happen if we get caught?"
Layla gave Anippe a quizzical look, wondering whose side she was on anyway. "Well...I guess we'll probably be punished severely for trying to run away."
Anippe arched an eyebrow. "Do you truly think they will punish us severely?"
Layla thought about that for a moment. "I—I don't know," she replied. After she thought about it for a while, the High Priest did tend to be pretty nice to her...
"Hmm," Anippe said thoughtfully. "The more I think about it, the more I doubt it."
Layla shrugged. "Let's not try to predict and worry for now. Let's just concentrate on getting a good sleep."
As soon as Anippe said that, the sound of horses could be heard. Both Layla and Anippe looked toward the sound to see the Pharaoh and the High Priest. Layla gasped, and Anippe, once again, wore quite an amused look on her face.
Yami and Seto halted right in front of them.
"What did you think you were doing?" Seto scolded.
Layla just stared at him, wide-eyed. How were they able to catch up to them so fast? How did they even know where to look?
"Anippe..." Yami said sternly.
Anippe smiled innocently at the Pharaoh. "Yes master?"
Yami was startled at her insolence. "H—How could you do such a thing?"
Anippe faked a look of remorse. "I'm sorry," she muttered, her head bowed.
Yami was flabbergasted, once again. Such...spunk. He grinned. At least she was back to her normal self.
Seto stared at Layla coldly. "What did you think you were doing," he asked Layla, slowly emphasizing each word.
Layla blushed. What could she say? "I—uh..."
"We were running away," Anippe said bluntly. "Couldn't you tell?"
Yami suppressed a chuckle and looked at Seto.
Seto was, apparently, speechless as well.
Anippe smiled guiltlessly again.
Seto decided to ignore that comment and stared grimly at Layla again.
Yami sighed. This was getting nowhere. "We're taking you back," he stated.
"Kind of obvious," Anippe pointed out.
Yami arched an eyebrow. "Okay then," he said lazily. He pulled Anippe sharply by the wrist onto his chariot.
"Ow!" Anippe complained.
Seto sighed and did the same with Layla.
Layla was quiet, not exactly afraid, just...speechless.
"Can you at least let me get my stuff? You do realize they're yours and not mine, right?" Anippe whined.
Yami carefully looked over the belongings. It wasn't really much...two bowls, two spoons, a small pot, and a bag. Perhaps the bag contained more, but he couldn't tell. "Fine," he said reluctantly.
Anippe got off the chariot, aware that the Pharaoh was watching her intently. She smiled back at him and packed up the stuff back into the bag. Thankfully, Flyht was at the very bottom of the bag, out of sight. She brought it, just in case. After everything was back in the bag, she returned to the Pharaoh.
"What about the horses?" she inquired.
Layla smiled. Anippe always found the most amusing loopholes.
"We'll slaughter them," Seto said sarcastically.
"WHAT?!" Anippe said, faking horror.
"Why?" Layla whined, playing along.
A grin manifested Yami's face. "Because they have disobeyed us and helped two of our slaves escape from the palace."
"Well," Anippe said curtly, with complete confidence, "If they are to be slaughtered, then I will too. For they have committed no worse crime than I have."
Yami laughed at this. "Alright, alright," he said, giving in. "The horses can live. Why don't you ride them back?"
Layla and Anippe exchanged glances of happiness. "Could we?" they asked in unison.
"As long as you promise not to run away again," Seto said.
Anippe nodded, but Layla hesitated. Did she really want to leave her family forever?
Seto shot a questioning look at Layla.
Layla reluctantly nodded.
Yami smiled at Seto. This day had turned out to be quite interesting.
Anippe and Layla climbed onto their horses.
Anippe noticed that the Pharaoh had one or two swords fastened around his waist, and the High Priest had a couple staffs around his waist. So...they had brought means of protection. Yet the Pharaoh did not have the militia come guard him. His ways continued to amuse her.
Yami and Seto made two elegant, quick snaps over their horses' heads and they ran off.
Anippe and Layla dug their heels into their horses, and they rode off, back to the palace, as well.
Dark Conscience: ...That must be a really big bag...
Alley Cat: Shut up! ...Yes. You can probably catch a lot of flaws in this one. I'm tending to be less and less cautious of my writing. I'm sorry about that. But my chapters are getting longer...so...that's a good thing, right?
Seto: Of course. It increases your chances of being flamed.
Alley Cat: (whines)
Seto: (smirks)
Dark Conscience: ...I'm surrounded by idiots...
Alley Cat: ...So?
Dark Conscience: (slaps forehead) A bunch of hopeless idiots...
Seto: :P
Alley Cat: -.- Well, anyway, please review! You'll make me ever so happy!
Dark Conscience: And if you don't, we'll have Seto chase you around with his flamethrower.
Seto: (apalled) I would never do such a thing!
Alley Cat: Aww...Seto, you're so sweet! You want me to have more reviewers!
Seto: Of course. It increases the chances of you getting flamed. n.n
Alley Cat: -.-
Dark Conscience: Fine...we'll chase you around with your flamethrower. Sound like fun?
Alley Cat: Definitely.
Seto: (sweatdrop) You'll never be able to get my flamethrower! NEVER!! Mwuahahahahahaha--
Dark Conscience: Got it! (holds up flamethrower in triumph)
Seto: ...Crap. (runs)
Dark Conscience and Alley Cat: (chases)