This is to anyone who might review my story later on.
This is My Story
"OW!" it screamed.
I sat up, rubbing my now pounding head. "Think you could use more exclamation marks?" I asked sarcastically, glancing up. Then, I stopped. It was now that I realized- I had flown into Marik Ishtar. I called Marik Ishtar an "it". I TOUCHED Marik Ishtar with my head. Cool! Bring on the drool!
Hey, that rhymed!
Anyway, he growls. "What are you talking about you little brat-"
"Now now, Marik," comes a voice from behind him. "Your new year's resolution was to keep your temper."
Odion! Oh em gee! I just kinda stare and drool, like a retard.
"Yeah but, she came flying out of no where, right into me! She knocked me on my bum! My very sexy bum!" Marik whined. Hey, Marik whined! What dimension is this again?
"Marik," Ishizu said, stepping out from behind Odion. She held out a hand to help him up and he accepted. "That girl is the one from my vision."
Marik looked me over. Marik looked ME over. Drool... "Not much of a looker," he said. SIghing, he reached out a hand to ME. "C'mon Mary-sue, let's get this fanfic on the road."
Now THAT snapped me out of it. I stood up ON MY OWN, wiped the drool from my mouth, and glared. "I may be bright, talented, and rich, but I am NOT a Mary-sue!" I snap.
He raised a perfectly tweezed eyebrow at me. "Rich, bright, talented, sounds like a Mary-sue to me."
"Well you said it yourself! I'm not much of a looker!" I growled. He laughed.
"You don't have to be pretty to be a Sue. You just have to be two dimensional."
"I AM NOT TWO DIMENSIONAL!"
He laughs again. Ishizu puts an arm on my shoulder. "Young one," she begins all mystic-like. I pull away.
"No! I dun wanna be in the Yugioh dimension if I get treated like this!" and I storm off. Curse that stupid Marik. I hate Marik Ishtar. I also sound like a two-year old. Oh well...