NOTE: This is the second draft of the original chapter. I've slightly tweaked some of the wording, and added a lot more detail/changed the format to some of the messages.

Well, you are all lucky stiffs. Looking back at some of my other 2- chapter stories, I realized they all had one thing in common: the second chapters only had 2 reviews!! oO;; Of course, I encourage you to go back and change that. However, I looked at this, and thought, I'll write the second chapter if there are 5 reviews for the second chapter. And guess what? Exactly five.

Sooo... here we go! And remember that I loooooove reviews! (And even flames!)

PUT ME ON YOUR AUTHOR ALERT!!! ;;;; Ehehehe....

BTW, this is officially my 4th most popular fanfic!! Hehe... Okay, here I go!

"Hey, Malik... um... hi! Well, I, uh, just wanted to say, um, that I--"

"Yugi who are you talking to?"

"Nobody, Yami. I'm leaving a message."

"Oh, well, it just better not be Malik, Marik, or Bakura, because if it is and you've developed a crush on one of them, I will hurt you."

"Gulp. Anyway, uh... yeah Joey I'll help you with your homework tomorrow, and uh bye!"

BEEP.

"Hello, little brother!! Many greetings from Vegas!! Ah-hah! I'm in Vegas! You never wouldn't guessed, ne? Lol... Yes I just said lol... Anyway... Would you believe it, Shadi's here?"

It is time for Malik's menacingly growl.

"GROWL!"

Thank you for listening to MALIKGROWL RADIO. WE now continue with Ishizu's message.

"Anyway, yeah, we're hanging out and stuff... how's Odion? And is your Yami staying out of trouble? My Millennium Tauk tells me everything's okay..."

Malik looked out the window at a whim to see many buildings on fire outside, and he heard his Yami's laughter over the screams of the civilians.

"Yeah... but didn't you give Yugi your Tauk?" he whispered to nobody in particular.

"Don't talk to yourself! It's not natural! And remember to floss! Ta ta, dear brother!"

BEEP.

[Begin more detailed message]

"Hey, Malik! How you doin'? Anyway, OUCH! Geez Tea I'm inviting him already! Sheez! Grr... Uh, yeah, Malik, well, we were just wonderin' if you—"

"Well I don't want him to hang out with us."

"Shut up, Joey, nobody asked you!"

"It could be nice to become friendly with Malik, Joey," a short, blonde duelist whom Malik had once tried to assasinate advised.

"Oh yeah?" Joey rebelled.

"Yeah," Tristan said, trying to but an end to the fighting.

"Listen to Yugi, Joey!" Tea encouraged.

Tristan said doubtfully, "Um, guys, what should I tell him? And... O.O;; Yugi, are you blushing?"

"NO!"

"Oh, okay. Uh, Malik, if you want to hang out with us this Saturday, we're, uh, having a picnic..."

"DOR-KY!" Joey sounded.

"SHUT UP, JOEY!"

"Why don't you, Tea!"

"Guys, stop fighting!"

"Uh... yeah a picnic at 4 in Domino Park, so yeah, uh, if you want, see ya there!" "See ya there, cutie!"

BEEP.

"Malik, this is Shadi. You must be one with the force. Amen."

[end more detailed message]

BEEP.

"...Hi. Um, Malik, this is Ryou, and I was wondering whether or not you'd seen Bakura? He hasn't contacted me in the past 2 days... ;; I worry about him. I think he hates me... and I'm probably right. Wah. So, uh, help?"

BEEP.

Malik stared at his evil, evil, EVIL answering machine in shock. This was TERRIBLE! Shadi was probably making tons of moves on his sister, Yugi DEFINITELY liked him and SO DID TEA! DANG IT! Lord knows Malik didn't want a friendship slut-sap hanging around him – or all over him. Plus, Joey hated him, which was going to make the whole picnic thing go over a lot worse, since Odion would MAKE him attend, and Ryou, Malik was now sure, was a couple with Bakura. Not to mention Yami was going to maim Yugi when he got wind of the shorter game king's crush.

...Actually, that was a good thing, wasn't it? Maybe Yami could slap some sense into his uselessly short hikari.

Malik, sensing a brain overload, did what only a sane individual would do – making it quite rare in his case -.

He turned around, pretended all of those messages never happened, ambled over to his television set and turned on Friends.