Kaiba woke up, and tried to stretch out, only to find his arms and legs tied up. Grunting, he opened his eyes, only to find himself still eclipsed in darkness. After a brief moment of overwhelming panic he realized he was tied up and blindfolded, not paralyzed and blind.
-But, who...what happened.- He thought. He heard a shuffling sound and looked up in the direction of the sound. "Who's there?" He growled. Tea paused, panicking she realized if she just answered him, he'd instantly knew who had kidnaped him, he must've knew her voice by now.
Changing her voice, she turned her voice raspy, and started breathing heavily. "Kaiba, I am your father."
Kaiba arched an eyebrow, "My father has been dead for several years now, dumbaxx."
"I'm your, um, conscious then." she said, changing her voice to sound like Jitney Grasshopper, from the hit rip off movie, Binnochio.
"You're a complete nutcase aren't you." Kaiba dead panned. "What did you do with the girl?" He asked, suddenly realizing he hadn't heard Tea's voice yet. "If you've hurt one hair on her crazy, idiotic little head, I swear I'll..."
Tea's eyes got teary, and she smiled. -He really is my friend.- She thought, running up to untie him.
"If you mess up my plans to finally beat, and humiliate Yugi Moto, you're the one I'll beat and humiliate, understand."
Tea face faulted. "Err, I happen to know both Yugi Moto and Tea Gardner personally, and I happen to feel like their wonderful, friendly, caring, and highly under rated people." She growled.
"Gardner, you're the one that kidnaped me, aren't you?"
"Yes Kaiba."
"And your not going to just let me go, and go back to servitude, are you?"
"No Kaiba."
"Well them I'm glad I only posted bail, through someone else, and haven't dropped charges yet, oh and from now on, we're mortal enemies, I considered you somewhat of an...acquaintance before, you know not friends, but not enemies or strangers either. In fact, I was quite nice to you before, but you know what, no more happy fun time."
"Where was I for happy fun time?" Tea yelped, eyes wide and full of fear..
Meanwhile, Dre was walking around with a bucket with a pillowcase over it, on a stick, with Bitsy. The pillowcase had a pancake stuck to it, and on the pancake was peanut butter, in the shape of a messed up haircut, two globs of blueberry jelly, and a strip of bacon turned up into a smirk.
"Seti Weti you've been awfully quiet lately." Bitsy said, turning towards the horrid looking creation.
"Erm, I got a bit of a cold." Dre said, trying to throw his voice, however it didn't work, and his lips were moving.
"Is that why you sound like Dre?"
"Uh, yeah..." Dre said, not believing she was this stupid.
"Oh, well you do look a little thinner than usual, like a broomstick." Bitsy said, poking the broomstick handle, causing the bucket to tilt a little. "And your face is all, puffy. But don't worry, you still look good enough to eat."
"Yeah, well, I try...I think." Dre mouthed. -Does he try, his haircut doesn't really look like trying to me, then again he is a Japanese business man...maybe jacked up hair is the latest trend...It would explain Tristan's soft axx-
"Of course, you do, tell you what, why don't you let me pick you Halloween costume, and I'll buy you new clothes for your birthday."
"My, birthday's comin' up?" Dre said panicked.
"Duh, Octobuary, twenty fif." Bitsy said rolling her eyes. "You need to get out more, tell you what, why don't you go shopping with my friends when you feel better."
"Fa sho" Dre said reaching into his pocket, with his free hand for his cell phone, while Bitsy jumped up and down for joy, ignoring the fact that Dre was once again talking the way he normally talked. Realizing he put his cell phone in the other pocket, he instinctively reached his closest hand into it, dropping the broomstick formerly known as Kaiba on the floor.
"Seti Weti!" Bitsy exclaimed, rushing to his side. "SOMEBODY HELP ME, PLEASE!" Bitsy shouted. "HE, HE...OH GAH, WHY DID THIS HAVE TO HAPPEN!" She screamed, after listening to the broomstick for a heart beat.
Everyone turned to look at Dre, then toward Bitsy, then at Dre. "Hey, what did you do to her."
"Man, I didn' do nothin' I swear." Dre said.
"Likely story, then why is she crying then." A security guard said, cracking his knuckles.
"He's not breathing." Bitsy said, trying to give mouth to mouth resuscitation to the thing. The security guard looked at Bitsy, then at Dre, and arched an eyebrow. Dre just shrugged, and picked up the mannequin.
"Sorry about that, I'm weak and fragile, and prone to fainting." Dre said.
"Oh, ok. IT'S OK PEOPLE, SETI WETI IS ALL RIGHT!" She shouted, then she licked her lip. "You know Seti Weti, you taste just like bacon."
"Yeah, it's the strangest thing, isn't it?" Dre said. The security guard patted Dre on the back and gave him a thumbs up, then sniffed back a tear.
"We need more people like you son."
"Dre, what's he talking about?"
"Umm, mah mad rappin' skills." Dre said, nodding his head.
Meanwhile, Tristan, was unrolling a pink Yoga mat, as he prepared for class. Yugi, and Joey were there for support.
"I don't understand why I couldn't have the army fatigue mat." Tristan grumbled.
"Because, that's my mat, now quit complaining." Sarah hissed.
"Ok class, first we're going to do a little breathing, slowly suck in your breath and bring your arms up into the air at the same time. Good, now hold for 4 seconds, then slowly breath out, and bring your arms down. Good, now breathe in...and breathe out." The Yoga instructor said.
"Hey this isn't so bad." Tristan said.
"Good, now do the set one more time, and relax. Good, now we're going to go into eage pose. Wrap your leg around your other leg, and twist your arms around each other, straighten, but don't lock your knees, and relax." The Yoga instructor said. "Now remember your hands should be clasped, and your arms intertwined, there you go." She said, fixing Tristan. "And just relax."
"Relax?" Tristan squeaked.
"How is this good for you?" Yugi asked Joey.
"Well I dun know how it's good fer Tristan, but is sure is good fer me." Joey laughed taking pictures. "Hey Tristan, Ain't ya suppose ta breathe, you look like a blueberry pretzel!"
"Shut it Joey, before I shut if for you." Tristan yelled, falling again, as he tried to but his foot behind his neck. Joey fell on the floor laughing, while Yugi tried to hold in doing the same.
-Yugi, what are these strange poses Tristan is doing?- Yami asked.
-It's called Yoga, Yami, and it's a really ancient art of...- Yugi tried to explain, before Yami cut it him off.
-Did you just say, ancient? Yugi, maybe this will help us unlock the secrets of my past.-
-Yami, I highly doubt that- Yugi said sweat dropping.
-Still, it couldn't hurt to find out.- Yami said, taking over.
"You, the teacher of the Yoga, instruct me in your ancient art so that I may unlock my memories." Yami said, pointing at the Yoga instructor.
"Ahem, um, yes, of course, just pay $250 dollars to the guy in the front to enroll in the class, and by a mat, and um, come back next week." The Yoga instructor said.
"Ya mean ya paid $250 dollars fer this, bwa hah ha ha." Joey laughed.
"For the last time shut up moron." Tristan growled.
"That is unacceptable, for ripping these kids off, you must now face a shadow game!" Yami shouted. Yugi started trying to explain to Yami, but Yami severed their mind link, Yugi was his boy, but sometime he just too soft, and this teacher of the yoga was the worst.
"A whosezits, whazits?" The Yoga teacher said confused.
"Your evil hex won't work on me, witch. Now let me explain the rules, each of us will do a real Yoga pose, and then must stay in that pose and remain silent, the first one to make a sound or move out the pose loses." Yami said.
"Well that's a stupid." said the yoga instructor, already in lotus pose, Yami smirked, he was already in lotus postion to (of course he'd simply copied her pose, not knowing anything about the actual pose), which meant it was game on.
"YOU LOSE, PENALTY GAME, THE ILLUSION OF PRETEZELS!" Yami shouted, now from now on, you'll have to teach people how to get into real yoga postitions, instead of these torturous fakes you call moves. Yami said walking back towards Joey, and smirking.
"Well, uh, hate ta break it to ya, Pharaoh but uh, even I can see you accomplished absolutely nothin'" Joey pointed out. Yami looked over and saw the class continuing as if nothing had happened.
"Curses, you win this round, Ms. Appletree, if that is your real name, but I will put an end to your crimes, if it's the last thing I do, justice will prevail." Yami shouted.
"No offense or anythin' Pharaoh, but your really hard ta be aroun' sometimes." Joey said, shaking his head.