Let Prickly Hikaris Lie
Saying – and recipient – courtesy of Nikuri, her review of chapter 46.
'Like the hair? It's the newest style – dyed porcupine. Plus, it makes me look at least a foot taller!'
Yugi gasped. He growled. He positively seethed.
Yami, however, was in stitches.
Yugi turned a glare on his lover would have done a basilisk proud. It had certainly turned Yami to stone; he was frozen like a desert jackrabbit in an arrow's sight.
Or maybe it was just that he was trying not to move, so as to be inconspicuous enough that Yugi would forget about him, and thus not turn his wrath towards his lover.
No such luck, he thought, panicked.
"You think this is funny?" Yugi hissed sibilantly. "They're insulting you, too."
"But you're the one who's short," Yami found himself saying before he could stop himself. He inwardly winced. Ooh, bad move, Pharaoh.
His subconscious was always rather sarcastic.
A maniacal light lit Yugi's eyes and as he stalked towards the spirit, Yami winced. I'm in for it now. Deciding that retreat was the better part of valor, he disappeared into the Millennium Puzzle and barricaded his soul room. He'd stay in there until Yugi calmed down.
After all, he'd already spent five thousand years in there; what was another few millennia?