Chapter 4: I mashed two chapters together here, for convenience of my lovely readers o
"Calm down! You'll run out of energy if you carry on like that!"
"No way, Big Brother! I'm too excited to calm down!"
The sound of the two voices woke me. I was laying in some kind of box-room thing, and it was dark and really stuffy. I thought I was going to melt or something. It was comfy though. I was on top of some kind of nice velvety cushion thing that was bigger than me. Suddenly, the box jerked and I was sent flying across to the other side. I hit the wall hard. Ouch is the one word I would use to describe it. That or dizzying. It was like being on a rollercoaster. I was sent flying all over the place, and it was painful. Really painful. Eventually, a large jolt from beneath me signalled the long awaited end to the violent movement of the box. But suddenly, I could hear the voices again.
"Look, I should be the excited one, it is my present." Growled the first, and obviously older voice,
"But you are excited, aren't you?" Chirped the high, squeaky, but no doubt similar, voice.
"Ummm…yes. Of course!" Said the first voice sarcastically.
"Great! And you'll be even more excited when you see what I got you…" Drinking up every little lie that the other voice was making.
"Remind me again, what is this for exactly?" The other one muttered sighing deeply.
"For being the best big brother in the world!" After this I heard something that sounding like a giggle, and then a slight grunt from what I presume was a hug that the older one really didn't want to receive, but did anyway.
"Excuse me, Mokuba Kaiba, I presume? It's ready!" I heard a young woman say to the two voices. Did she say Mokuba? Hmmm…that's weird…
"Great! Come on! Let's go and get it Seto!" Squealed the little one, his voice getting louder, and probably meaning it was closer too. Suddenly, I heard a door fly open and the running footsteps of a small boy.
Wait…he just said Seto, didn't he? Don't tell me it's the Kaiba brothers…
It sure was…
"What on earth is that thing?" I heard Kaiba (the old, grumpy one) ask in a tone of bewilderment and surprise that sounded almost unnatural in his voice.
"Open it and see…" Giggled Mokuba (The small cute, but inevitably still a relation to Moneybags, one). Suddenly, what I thought was the ceiling lifted off and I was greeted with a very up close view of Big Kaiba's face, which was currently contorted in an expression of complete shock and disgust. I tried to shout at him, but all that came out was a low growl.
"What the…what is this…it can't be…" He stammered, raising his eyebrows and leaving his mouth hanging open.
"Do you like it?" Asked Mokuba hopefully, coming into my line of vision and standing next to the ice cube that was Kaiba.
Kaiba put the box (containing me) down onto the floor and just stared down at me, opening and closing his mouth like a Goldfish. I stared right back (up) at him and made a low growling noise.
Wait a second, why am I so small, why am I in a box, and…did I just growl?
Oh, I get it now…
This is the weirdest day of my life…
"You…you...you got me a PUPPY?"
"WHAT?" I shouted (well, more like barked). I'm a dog? I got brought back to life as a stupid little dog? No way! This could not be any worse. I couldn't be more unlucky. A dog? No…
"Oh yes! I got you a puppy! He's only about two months old too! Isn't he cute?"
"Ummm…in a way…what breed is it? A Golden Retriever" He asked, still staring in disbelief at me.
"No: A Labrador. Golden Retrievers have longer hair!" Explained Mokuba proudly, beaming up at Kaiba senior. He didn't exactly beam back. It was more of an evil, slightly wobbly grin; it was obviously fake. Too bad: Mokuba fell for it…again…
"Faker..." I growled.
Kaiba suddenly stopped smiling and turned to face me with his icy cold glare that (ironically) burned me…
"I'm so glad you like it!" Mokuba giggled, hugging his rather disgruntled brother tightly round the waist, nearly suffocating the big guy.
"Hmmm…yes…" He wheezed, practically having to peel Mokuba off himself.
The two brothers stared at me, one smiling madly and the other (guess who?) giving me the glaring of a lifetime. Actually, he looked almost as scary as in the science lab…hey! I forgot about that! Wow! How could I forget about my own death? I'm so dumb…I wonder how my friends are; maybe they have all forgotten about me…I wonder how long after my death this is anyway. Hmmm…too many thoughts…Not now: I'll figure out the situation at hand first…Gosh…I feel like yawning…
"Look! He's tired!" Screeched Mokuba, jumping up and down as he pointed at me. I was, actually, pretty tired. That would be why I was yawning and stretching my paws (that sounded weird…) and that would be why Mokuba was getting all hyped. Maybe I looked cute as a puppy or something, or maybe Mokuba was high on sugary snacks. Either way, Kaiba was doing something very un-Kaiba like. He was smiling: straight at me…
After filling out some long boring forms, the Kaiba brothers finally took me out to their car, which happened to be a black stretch Limousine. I still hadn't been allowed out of the box, and Big Kaiba had put the lid back on as soon as he could. I did hear Mokuba begging him to let me out, but he just replied by telling him he didn't want me to muck up the leather seats.
After a fifteen minute drive we stopped. I was hauled out of the car and carried along a long drive before the sound of a key sliding into a lock made me jump.
"Seto! I think something is wrong with the puppy! The box is shaking!"
"Let's go inside first…" Muttered Kaiba as he opened the door. The two brothers and I made our way inside, their footsteps echoing off the marble flooring. I just lay completely still, and bored, inside my box, waiting to be freed. Eventually, after climbing several staircases, they went inside a room and stopped. I was dropped heavily onto a desk, despite Mokuba repeatedly screeching "Be gentle!" down Kaiba's ear, and then the lid was lifted. Once again, Kaiba's face glaring down on me was the first thing I saw. A few seconds later, however, a squealing Mokuba managed to knock him out of the way (don't know how: Mokuba is a midget and Kaiba must be at least six feet tall.) and it was now his face staring at me, except he didn't look evil.
"He's so cute, Seto!" He said, disappearing from view, "Can I please take him out of the box?"
"Yeah…lemme out!" I barked at the two brothers.
"Hmmm…fine; As long as it's only going to be in this room."
"Look, big brother! He is not an it, he is a he!" Argued Mokuba, walking back over towards me, "Actually, now I think about it, he needs a name. He is your puppy, Kaiba, so you can name him!"
"No!" The elder Kaiba and I simultaneously barked (literally, in my case).
"Please, Seto!" Pleaded Mokuba, appearing above me again.
"Hmmm…not now…" I heard Kaiba mumble from across the room, "Just the let it…I mean…him, out."
Mokuba lifted me carefully out of the box and set me down onto the hard wood flooring. I sat completely still for a moment, and then shakily began to wander across the floor to the other side of the room. My paws made a nice pitter-patter noise as I trotted along. This was quite nice actually. Walking on all fours was a new concept to me, but I have to say it's much easier. It took me a little longer as a puppy to walk across the room than I would have if I was human, but now I was getting the hang of it I was beginning to run a little. My tail was even wagging.
"Look at him go!" Screamed Mokuba, closely following behind me. Maybe a bit too close for my liking. I could hear his footsteps banging heavily on the ground. Imagine what would happen if one of those landed on me. I would be road kill (well, laminate flooring kill) for sure.
Maybe it was just my acute doggy hearing that was making his feet sound extra loud, or maybe he's just a loud walker, but either way something told me I needed to get away. I was pretty instinctive as a human, but now I was a dog I was practically ruled by instinct and gut feelings. So I began to (doggy) sprint around the room, dodging furniture and nearly crashing into the wall several times. But Mokuba didn't give up. He thought it was a game.
"Come back!" He called, chasing me wildly.
"Mokuba! You're scaring him!" Kaiba Yelled as he too began to chase me around the room. Who knew…Kaiba has some compassion after all…
"For goodness sake you idiots! Leave me alone!" I yelped at them as I slid around a sharp corner, narrowly missing the skirting board.
"Stop that damn puppy!" Kaiba screamed at Mokuba, tripping over a broken swivel chair that had been previously turned on its side by a shrieking Mokuba.
"I'm trying!" He replied, crashing into a wall, "He's too fast!"
"Maybe if you two imbeciles just stopped chasing me around I will stop running!" I howled.
"Mokuba, stop chasing him! He might stop running!"
"Umm okay…" Panted Mokuba instantly dropping to his knees and falling backwards onto the wall; he must have been tired…
As promised, I stopped running. Kaiba wobbled over (he was dizzy from running around so much) and picked me up. He was kind of squishing me, actually. He has a scarily tight grip…I can't breathe…
"Ummm…can I have some air, dude?" I coughed. Suddenly, Kaiba loosened his grip and mumbled something that sounded vaguely like "Sorry."
"This room is a dump…" I muttered, looking around at the various overturned furniture.
"What was that Mokuba?" Kaiba said, turning to face his little brother who was currently snoozing happily against the wall, "Oh…nothing…" He mumbled to himself, looking a little distraught.
Anyway, as I was saying, I sure had mucked up the place. My box was still intact, however the table it had been standing on was missing a leg and one of its chairs was on its back. On the wall opposite there was a small shoulder height dent, most likely from Kaiba repeatedly crashing into it. I had deliberately made him do that, of course. Very funny for me, but nevertheless, painful for him…
Kaiba had by now put me back down onto the floor, but hadn't hastened to keep me still. He had put me into the box and had given me an icy glare. I was staying put, for my own safety. I think he must have been tidying the room or something, and I daren't not peep over the box and have a look, but I could hear him dragging furniture (or something else heavy…maybe Mokuba…) across the floor and grunting as he did so.
"Weirdo…" I barked, "Weirdo, Freak, boffin, rich boy…" I snarled from inside my box. I heard a momentary pause in movement after saying this, and a heavy sigh from Kaiba.
Whatever happened, he's carried on anyway. I think Mokuba was that heavy thing I heard being dragged along the floor. He isn't there any more (Wow, I did manage to look out of my box without being put into a brown sac with some bricks and thrown into a river) at least. Kaiba has done a decent job in fixing the room. Most of the broken furniture isn't broken anymore, and even the wall looks better, for some odd reason.
"Where is that damn dog…?" I heard him mutter.
"Right over here you idiot…" I yapped.
"Oh…"
"What was that?"
"Nothing…it was nothing…" I heard him whispering as he found my box, "Ah, there you are. Come on; let's go get you some food. If you starve and die then Mokuba will be upset. I won't, of course, but if he gets upset, so do I."
"Whatever…I'm thirsty…" I said, yawning.
"I'll get you a drink too…" He murmured before carrying me downstairs to the kitchen by the scruff of the neck.
I. Do. Not. Own. Yugioh.
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