WOW! So many people reviewed (Well, to me five is a big number)! Eep, thank you! -hands out cheese nips and lightbulbs like promise-
bmx-squirrel
Hahaha! That is so funny especially with Ms Robinson's coffee adiction. Man thats OG lol. Update PLEASE! jess P.S.Where are the squirrels!jk
Heh heh. Too bad she isn't obsessed with coffee anymore in this chapter. BWAHAHAHAHA! Oh and don't worry. The squirrels should be in chapter five when I get to it. Heh heh, poor poorTeaand Seto.
xwolfdevilx
PLEASE UPDATE PLEASE:3
You're wish has been granted!
La-Garce-Fille
Good story, but poor Robinson. That's what coffee gets ya, I guess...
Anyway, for your story ideas, I kinda like the one about Kaiba being turned into a 5 year-old. I think that'd be really funny.
Update soon. ;)
Yes, she will be forever traumatized. Oh yay, and that's one vote for Kaiba being turned into a 5-year-old. Hah hah. The only problem I have though is that I've thought of several hundred stories with Seto being turned into a kid. I think this is the best one, though. I still need to think on it a bit but so far it's good.
Goddess of the Madhouse
First of all I'd like to say thank you for not making Yaoi stores, I'm getting sick of them. Second, that was a pretty good story.And third I'd go with the second option, it seems interesting.
Trust me, you're not alone. The Joey x Seto pairing creeps me out the most. I mean, I can put them as stuck with each other in story but kissing? Hugging? Showing affection for each other? I'll definitely pass.Now let's see here. That's one for the second option!
Vulpix1000
Dear ,
This story is so funny.
I like all three ideas a lot, I hope you do all three of them.
My favorite is 1. Well, in the one I'm most likely to write.Seto is being a jerk again and Tea gets the bad end of it. When anger overshadows her actions she ends up accidently turning him physically into a 5-year old boy.Tea has to help him change back before she goes crazy over his complaints, continued sarcasm, and wisecracks.
If you wind up only doing one, that is the one I would like to read the most.
I love this story, please update soon.
This story is on my favorites list.
Signed,
Vulpix10
Looks like we have another one for Seto gets shrunk. Yay! I'll attempt to do all three, but it kind of depends of the time and mood I have. By the way, -Gives you a whole box of cheese nips and agiant box of lightbulbs- thanks for the fav!
And for a bonus, I was actually in the mood to write the third chapter early. The negative side however, this entire chapter is mainly Timothy plotting his revenge. Yeah, that sadly means no Seto, Tea, or Yugi in this chapter. Don't worry though, the chapter after thisshould be all them.
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Chapter 3 -Never Cross a Maniac
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A small black cat walked down an empty alleyway in despair. The cat knew his life wouldn't continue much longer. For months he had been getting his food supply from the waste of Fishy Fish factory. Sadly though, the factory had gone out of business. It had been reported that a hyper fish-loving albino girl was the cause. None the less, things could hardly get worse for the cat.
The stray cat had just one wish before he passed away from hunger. And that was to fall in love but it wasn't like that was going to happen. He went to dig into a trashcan in hopes of finding a leftover hamburger or half-eaten hotdog. Just then he heard a soft meow. He pulled his head out of the trashcan to find a beautiful white girl cat.
"Meow?"
"Meow."
"Meow."
"Meeooowww…."
The snow-white kitty rubbed against him in affection. All he could do is purr knowing he had fallen in love. He groomed her to return the affection.
"Meow."
"Meow!"
The stray cat was ready to take his beloved to a nearby catnip factory when… BAM! The beautiful white Persian was knocked into the wooden fence behind them by a tin can flying at a hundred miles per hour. The stray just sat there for a second out of shock and then began to twitch uncontrollably.
"Grrr… HOW COULD I LET MYSELF BE BEATEN LIKE THAT?" yelled Timothy, kicking another can not caring it's direction, "And by a girl even! A FREAKING GIRL!"
Timothy snarled as the rage built up in him. Ever since Gardner had beaten him at DDR his fans had avoided him and made up excuses to be somewhere else like Hawaii. Some people even made fun of him for being ex-champ.
"BLAST THAT GIRL! BLAST THAT GIRL!" he chanted.
Soon the red head couldn't contain the anger anymore and let it out again in a full-fledged punch to the wall, which wasn't to smart on his part.
"OW!"
He grabbed his knuckles, swearing in pain. He thought for a moment about what he did to deserve this. Maybe it was that dog he ran over yesterday or maybe it was the millions of ants he fried with a magnifying glass when he was little. It could've even been the fact he laughed at duelist champion Kaiba, when he lost to a kid with star shaped hair. Who knew? One thing was for sure, though. He L-O-S-T!
"How, dare that girl challenge me and win. How dare she! I am supposed to be the best! The quadruple time DDR champion! How could the great Timothy D. Dee lose to a female nobody? Why if I could, I would hack that girl to bits, torch her remains, and feed them to my pet fish!"
Timmy shook with rage until he realized something.
"Hey, wait a second…"
Timothy put an evil grin upon his face. He remembered he had an older sister who ran a secret crime organization. She was a mastermind at that kind of stuff and perhaps she could be very useful in this situation. With no hesitation he flicked a cell phone out of his pocket and began to dial the number.
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"What's wrong wit' you?" an angry girl snapped.
She was a lady in her late twenties of medium height. Her eyes were a sharp green and her long silky red hair flowed freely over her back. Her attire was completely black and very serious looking. She even had a black hat to match. This girl was definitely one of the people you don't mess with.
At the moment she was dealing with one of her best friends from college who was clearly traumatized. Truly, the woman was hoping for a decent conversation. Being the insane leader of a secret crime-organization wasn't all fun and games you know. It was really hard and tedious work so it really paid off to get a break once in a while. Too bad she was just wasting her time on this one.
"See? Look, it's just coffee," she said as she tried to imitate the accent you hear in those Mafia gang movies.
"NO! COFFEE BAD! COFFE BAD!" screamed her client who was cowering in her chair.
"What happened to you Steph? You used to love coffee."
"Mister Kaiba… doesn't like coffee… Mister Kaiba think drinking 50 cups… bad," she said with spooked eyes.
"Wha? That anti-social punk did this to you?"
Robinson didn't reply. All she did was nod and tremble violently. The red head sighed and shoved the cup of coffee she held into her friend's chest.
"Look, just drink it and forget about him. I spent three fifty on this thing!"
"AIIIIEEEEE!"
Robinson went flying out of her chair knocking it over in the process and ran over to a nearby corner.
"COFFEE BAD FOR ROBINSON!"
"Oh, for the love of… Steph, get out of the corner!"
"NO! COFFEE BAAAAAD!"
"Ugh," the women groaned nearly throwing down the foam cup in anger, "Stupid."
All of sudden the ring-tone to the Mario Brothers Theme started playing from her pocket.
"Oh, hold on for a sec Steph," she said flipping out her cellphone and dialing talk, "LOOK, I DON' CARE HOW MUCH OF DEAL IT IS! YOU CELL TELEMARKETERS AND YOUR STUPID VACUUM CLEANERS CAN GO TO H-"
"Nancy? Is that you?" said a rich voice over the phone.
"Uh… Wha? Lil' bro? That you? What do you think you're doing working for the cell telemarketers? Don't you know they're evil?"
"Uhh… Nancy, I don't work for the cell telemarketers. I called you to ask if you could do me a little favor."
"Oh… Well, just for reference don't you ever, EVER work for the cell telemarketers. They're evil…" Nancy took a few glances around the room in a suspicious manner, "Oh and please call me Big Sista'."
"You run an crime organization and you're calling telemarketers evil?" Timothy grumbled over the phone.
"What was that?"
"Uhh… Nothing. Look, I need your help."
"Ooh, what are you in for? Torturing? Hurting? Killing? Prank calls?"
"Yeah, Big Sista' there is this girl…"
"Woah! Hold on little bro! Since when did you get a date? Sorry, I can only kill and torture people in inexplicable manners. I can't do hookups."
"No! I'm not dating her! I want her killed!"
"Why? Did she dump you?"
"No!" Timothy twitched, starting to get annoyed.
"Then what did she do?" Big Sista' asked.
"She… She… She…"
"Come on, out with it. I ain't got all day!"
"She beat me at the arcade in Dance Dance Revolution…" Timothy grumbled.
"SHE WHAT?" The women slapped a hand to her mouth trying to control the laughter. "She b-beat you?"
Timothy cleared his throat with his face going somewhat red.
"Yeah…"
"WAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"HEY! SHE WAS GOOD!"
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"SHUT UP!"
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"IT'S NOT FUNNY!"
"WAHAHAHAHAHOHO HO HO ho ho… Oh my god…" the girl wiped a tear from her eye from the laughter, "So you, the great Tim, gets his behind kicked by a girl."
"Look, let's not go into details. All I want is her lying on the ground dead as a doorknob!"
"Heh heh heh… Okay, I'll see what I can do. Who's this girl who got on your nerves?"
"I believe her fans were chanting Tea Gardner."
"Alright, and what does she look like?"
"She's skinny and has short brown hair that has a freaky little point over her bangs."
"Do you know where she lives?"
"Uhh… No…"
"WHAT! Come on! When you're thinking of killing somebody you should at least follow them home to know where the live. Ah, whatever. I think I've already got enough information to look her up and take her down, anyway."
"Yes!" Timothy chuckled evilly for a moment. Gardner was certainly doomed now. Nobody has ever been targeted by Big Sista' and lived. He could just smell his Dance champion title coming back. He became a little playful and asked his sister, "Just what do you plan on doing to her anyway. Shooting her in the head, beating her to death, maiming her?"
"Hm… Those are some good suggestions but… I got something even better!"
"Well, what is it?" Timothy grinned eagerly awaiting to hear his rival's nasty fate.
"We can send her a fake invitation to a DDR competition. We'll make it so she has to get on my plane to fly to the competition. Little will she know, the pilot will parachute out of the plane leaving her to crash! Muahahahaha!"
Timothy was silent for a moment but his silence soon erupted in anger.
"WHAT KIND OF PLAN IS THAT?"
"What? I was being creative."
"YOU'RE THE BOSS OF A CRIME ORGANIZATION! YOU CAN MAKE PEOPLE SUFFER AND GO INSANE BEFORE THEY DIE!"
"Hey Timmy, I have all my shooting and beating plans taken. If you don't like it, tough. It's my way or the highway."
"But… but… I'm you're darling little brother! Are you saying you don't care about me as much as your other clients?"
"Now, now. I'm sorry bro but I don't have that kind of time and money. Look, it will be cheap and easy."
"Cheap and easy? YOU'RE CRASHING A PRIVATE AIRPLANE FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!"
"I know," Big Sista' replied in a happy tone.
Timothy groaned. Even though he was lucky enough to be related to a crime organization leader, sometimes he couldn't believe his sister's lack of brain cells. It truly did puzzle him how she became a syndicate leader in the first place.
"Hey, Timmy. Are you okay?" she asked as Timothy had fell silent.
"Fine, let's do it your way. Just make sure that she's dead."
"Alright!"
Big Sista's look grazed upon Robinson who was still trembling in the corner muttering, "Mister Kaiba hate coffee… Mister Kaiba hate Robinson…"
This snapped her into some modification of her plan.
"Hey, you won't mind if I add another target would you."
"Huh? Why?"
"This guy made Steph a traumatized loony."
"Eh… Well, as long as that girl is dead I don't really care."
"Good, so we have a deal, then?"
"Yeah! I'll talk to you later."
"Bye, Timmy. Oh, and if you're cell phone rings. DON'T ANSWER IT! I have a suspicion that the cell telemarketers may have your number."
"Um… Yeah… Bye…"
"Bye…"
Timothy clicked off the phone and a huge evil grin appeared on his face. Everything wasn't exactly as he planned but at least he would be getting his revenge on the one person that made a fool of him.
"MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"Oh man, not another one of those evil dudes," Joey complained watching as he walked past the laughing maniac.
"Just keep walking, Joey," said Tristan walking up next to him, "It won't bother us if we don't make eye contact."
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What? You're wondering why Joey and Tristen were in the end when I said there would be no Yu-Gi-Oh characters in this chapter? Well, I said there would be no Tea, Seto, or Yugi in this chapter. I didn't mention anything about Joey and Tristen. Muahahahahaha! PH34R me and my loop thingys. Okay, I'm done. Now, for the preview... GAH! WHAT THE? Nooooo... the next chapter was deleted. I'm going to have to write to first part all over again! XX Ugh... Terribly sorry for this. All I can tell you is that in the next chapter Tea gets a letter to a DDR competition and what' this? Infiltrating of the Kaiba mansion? All in the next chapter unless all of a sudden I change me mind and write about how great heartless people.
By the way, if any of you reviewers skipped the second chapter author's notes. Please go back and tell me what story I should write. Of course you don't have to but it would be appreciated.