Eight
Well my hiding place worked; they haven't found this yet. Our fire-games were fun, even more fun than usual. Basically we went into town, got some aerosols, matches, gas and lighters. And some spary paint cans… and some cigarettes… and a rubber duck, but let's not go into that… Then we stalked oh-so-evilly down to the park to play with the little kiddies there: i.e. terrify them. It's fun to give children nightmares, very fun indeed. Ryou says it's stupid but what does he know? He didn't think that me putting a snake in Kaiba's gym bag was funny, jeez: my hikari is in dire need of a sense-of-humour transplant, or fuckloads of alcohol… maybe both. Yeah, both would be good.
Anyway scaring little kids was fun. We didn't even have to do much, just sit on the swings and give them the 'evil eye'. Of course some annoyed mother came over and thwacked me over the head with her handbag, but I was expecting that because it always happens to at least one of us. Marik thought it was hilarious: he fell of his swing backwards and landed flat on his arse on the floor, but maybe that had something to do with the amount of beer he'd drunk, I'm not sure. What else did we do to scare them? Oh yes, the evil laugh: I love my evil laugh, it's so… evil! Like my hair! I have evil hair you know: know why? Because I AM EVIL! And other than that it's because it sticks up at the front and makes me look like I have horns! The devil has horns too, apparently, but I think he'd be scared out of me. No, really! That's why no one let's me go to the Shadow Realm any more; they keep kicking me out; they're afraid I'll take over. Still I can't blame them; I'd be scared of me too! It's so fun to be an evil guy! Insert fantabulously evil laugh here!
That reminds me, I've started a book: yes, I'm writing a book! It's going to encompass all of mine and Marik's stupendously evil plans on how to rule the world and torture the hell out of people. And on how to build the world's biggest ever sculpture thingy out of sporks and gumballs: I personally can't wait to start work on that; it'll be so fun, nearly as fun as killing things. At least that's what the squirrels told Marik… but then again he'd been taking really shiny pills at the time so I don't know if the squirrels were telling him the truth or not…
And now to return this to it's hiding place; I don't think we want Ishizu finding out about any of our plans. Especially not our spork and gumball sculpture: who knows what she'd do if she found out our idea! I'll write more whenever I have something to write about… and hopefully Ishizu wont have found this by tomorrow. And besides, if she does she'll get a bear-trap round her hand. That should be fun to watch…