My first fic! Enjoy!
"Can't we just talk this over?" Yugi panted, running.
"No!" The three bullies said from behind him. They were chasing him home on his way to school, as they did every morning.
"We told you! I want your wig!" The leader said. Someone behind him randomly tripped over a black cat that suddenly came out of nowhere. Wait… is it still bad luck if you trip over a black cat?
"And I told you that it's not a wig! It's my hair!" Yugi gasped.
"No one has scary spiky hair like that! It's scary! It will help me with my bullying, and it'll help you stop getting chased home from school every day! Everyone wins! Oh, how delightful!" Another random thing just happened to the leaders other comrade at these words. A skydiver fell on him. Is it still bad luck if a skydiver falls on…never mind.
Solomon was cleaning the game shop when Yugi ran in and slammed the door in the leader's face. He grabbed his nose in pain.
"Go home and tell everyone and your grandma that I said hi," Yugi said.
"Only if you tell your grandpa I said hi," the leader remarked, and walked away, his nose bleeding.
"Hello, Yugi," Solomon said in a very creepy voice that just like three terrible witches were standing behind him and boiling something eerily green in a pot that they were planning to cook him in and serve him to the supreme overlord, who would then grant them their wings so they could fly to Joey's house and repeat the process.
Yugi turned around. "AH! A WITCH!"
"AH! A YUGI!" Solomon cried
" …Oh, wait, it's just you," Yugi realized almost immediately.
"Gee, thanks for the compliment. I feel so loved right now," Solomon joked.
"…Yeah. Anyways, hi," Yugi answered. "Anything new?"
"Yeah, two other witches came into my game shop in disguise and turned me into a bloodsucking worm."
"Okay, grandpa. Stop it with the sarcasm."
"Whose being sarcastic?" Solomon asked. He reached into the back of his neck… "Ah, this zipper's stuck. Yugi, could you come here and help me? …Never mind, I got it." He wasn't being sarcastic. In front of Yugi stood a dungeon worm. Yugi screamed, and guess who came to his rescue.
The doors to the game shop flew open and knocked Yugi to the ground. His head landed in a pile of Yami plush dolls that you know who made, so he could only hear what was going on.
"I'll stop this dungeon worm!" Kaibaman said. Then Yugi heard a horrible sound that sounded as if the worm swallowing Kaibaman alive, and he knew he was dessert. "Wait! You weren't supposed to eat me! It's not in the script!" Kaibaman yelled from within the depths of the great creature.
Yugi just got his head out of the plush dolls just in time to see Yami send the worm to the shadow realm. There was an awkward silence after this.
"What?" Yami asked. "I had to practice sending things to the shadow realm and bringing them back, and Solomon was annoying me by making me watch him see how many sleeping pills he could chug before he actually fell asleep."
"Yami…" Yugi said, sounding just like Joey when he found out that Tristan ate the last slice of pizza.
"Fine," Yami gave in, getting very frightened of the gerbil of a person. With a flash, Solomon was back. Yes, the real Solomon this time. Yugi could tell two ways. First, Yugi tagged him on the ear in case something like this ever happened, and two, he was asleep. Only Solomon would fall asleep in the shadow realm. Of course, anyone would fall asleep there if they swallowed who knows how many sleeping pills, but Yugi forgot about it.
"Great," Yugi said satisfyingly. "Now, where did you send Kaibaman?"
"Kaibaman?" Yami asked, confused. "Oh…uh…he's…you know…over there," he said, pointing outside, wanting to get rid of him for good this time.
"Gur," Yugi growled.
"Heh heh…uh, I'll be upstairs," Yami said. He hesitated a little bit, then bolted up the stairs like there was nothing else in the world he'd rather do. He slowed down a bit after he tripped over the first stair.
It was at that random and convenient moment that Solomon woke up.
"Good morning, grandpa," Yugi greeted.
"'sup?" Solomon asked.
"Well, Yami sent you to…never mind. It'd be better if you didn't know."
"…Did Yami send me to the shadow realm?" Solomon yawned.
"Uh…yeah. He did," Yugi told him.
"Not again."
"I agree."
"We should do something new," Solomon randomly suggested.
"We can go bowling, if it makes you happy," Yugi said sarcastically.
"No, remember what happened last time I went bowling?"
"Oh yeah. I remember that now." Yugi said, thinking back. "We can go camping."
"…Hey, now that sounds like an idea," Solomon responded, interested. "That's weird, because usually it's the third option that people like, and it was the second this time."
"…I'm going to completely ignore that last statement you just made and continue my life, if you don't mind."
"Well, let's invite everyone else." Solomon suggested.
"…Yeah, but who's going to look after the game shop if we invite everybody?" Yugi wondered.
"Well…uh…I could always close up the shop for three days."
"No, Shadi wouldn't approve of it," Yugi remembered.
"Yeah, you're right…wait, who's Shadi?"
"Some really weird guy who reminds me of Professor Quirrel."
"Why?"
"He wears a turban."
"Okay, sounds like he's nothing like me," Solomon said (Yugi coughed).
"We could ask Duke to watch it for us. He knows from experience how to run a game shop," Yugi suggested.
"Yeah, but he has that other game shop to run. I don't think he can handle two." Solomon guessed. "That and I don't trust him as much as I can. He's like a squirrel in my eyes. One day, they're cute and cuddly, and the next they're foaming at the mouth and biting you. I know that from experience."
"…Well, there's always Kaiba. He knows how to run an entire company, let alone a one room, three star shop." Yugi suggested.
"Are you joking? Kaiba wouldn't help us if a raccoon bit his foot right now. And besides, I have twenty-nine stars on a picture in my room, so it's a twenty-nine star shop."
"And how would that convince us to help him?" Yugi asked, completely ignoring Solomon's last sentence as if it never happened, and instead, Yami sent his memory of that sentence into the shadow realm.
"…Good point," Solomon thought. "Okay, forget I said it."
"Ow! My leg!" someone from outside screamed, who conveniently sounded like Kaiba.
Sure enough, it was.
"Please! I'll do anything if you get this animal off of my leg!" Kaiba pleaded as he limped into the shop. With very little effort, Yugi walked over and poked the raccoon on Kaiba's leg until it could stand the annoyance no longer and went after Yugi, who grabbed it by the tail and whisked it out the seemingly open window, where it landed in a sewer and lived the rest of its days avoiding sewer gators and trying to learn how to climb ladders and open lids so it could get out, which it didn't. It was very dark in the sewer.
"Thanks," Kaiba said. "Now if you don't mind, I'll be leaving now. You know what? I don't even know what I was doing in front of your game shop anyway. I have a company to run. Good day."
"Wait!" Yugi called. "I thought you got eaten by the dungeon worm. Or, are you not Kaibaman?"
"…" Kaiba started out the door.
"Wait!" Solomon called after him. Kaiba halted in the doorway. "You said you'd do anything for us if we got that thing off your leg."
"Oh, crap. I was hoping you'd forget about that," Kaiba sulked. "So, what do you want?"
"Could you look after the game shop for a few days? Yugi and I are going camping."
"No way!" Kaiba yelled. "I have my own company to run. I can't look after your den of a room."
"You said you'd do anything for us," Solomon recalled. If this conversation went on too long, he was going to use the puppy dog face on Kaiba, even if he couldn't do it very well. The puppy dog face always worked on Kaiba, unless you're a puppy, of course. Because of this, Joey couldn't do it on Kaiba.
"Hey, kid. Go upstairs. Now. You won't want to see you're grandfather get an atomic wedgie. I mean, you'll…uh…you'll get too bored just listening to us-"
"WHAT?" Solomon interrupted.
"What's an atomic wedgie?" Yugi asked innocently.
Solomon and Kaiba looked at him as if he was a demon staring at a conveniently placed cookie on the windowsill.
Speaking of demons…
"Yugi! Come quick!" said a voice upstairs that belonged to Yami.
Disgruntled, Yugi stomped upstairs. The only part of the conversation that he heard was Solomon asking, "Can I have a cookie?" He started down the hallway to his room when he noticed a conveniently placed piece of string just laying on the ground waiting to be picked up by some unsuspecting traveler that got lost and just happened to be looking for a hotel he could spend the night in and just found this game shop and wondered upstairs without being seen by anyone or anything except the string and the washing machine, who eyed him enviously and gave the traveler odd shivers down his spine.
"As Kaiba once said, 'Oh, crap!'" Yami moaned, bringing Yugi back into reality. "That string was magically modified to make any unsuspecting traveler stare at it until it opens up a portal to the shadow realm beneath their feet and they fall in!"
"Well in case you haven't noticed, I'm not unsuspecting," Yugi told him. "…Wait…you were trying to send me to the shadow realm?"
"Heh heh…yeah… funny thing though…it worked on the washing machine." Yami recalled. "Oh, but don't worry, I could have brought you back," Yami continued after seeing that if he didn't say that then Yugi was going to use a new painful move that he just heard of on him. "I mean sure, your soul could've been strangled by the evil spirits of monsters sent there five thousand years ago. Then, I couldn't have brought you back."
"Ow! My butt!" Solomon called from downstairs.