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:Chapter Four:
Joey, hanging upside-down off the side of the couch, dialed another phone number. He was finding it incredibly hard to press numbers while swinging back and forth, banging his head against the coffee table.
Correction- it was practically impossible.
But he managed... sorta.
"Hello? Does this f------ phone work?"
Definitely did not reach Tea.
"Psycho, crazy, white-haired guy, this is uh...Joey Wheeler..."
"Joey Wheeler? What is this Joey Wheeler you speak of?"
"What do you mean you don't know who I am?" Joey snapped. "You kidnap me, brainwash me, make me duel against Yugi...and you can't remember my name?"
There was a pause. "Oh. The blonde dog. I remember. You almost died. Quite amusing."
"I am not a dog! I do not drool or have fur or-"
"That's nice.You're well trained... and have been buzzed at PetCo."
"I'm not a dog, damnit Kaiba." Joey countered, out of habit.
He winced, realizing his mistake.
"Oh wait. You're not Kaiba, are you?"
"Noooo...I'm worse. Would you like a reminder?" The voice on the other end sounded just a bit too malicious.
"No thanks." Joey replied hurriedly.
"So, what do you want from the guy in the Shadow Realm? A trained assasin? Poison? Alter-ego? Someone to take over the world? Bakura's death? Yugi's death? The Pharaoh's death? Your death?"
"Ummm...maybe not the last one." An assasin sounded good though...get rid of Tristan...and Duke...and maybe Kaiba while he was at it...hmm...
"Well then?A trained assasin? Poison? Alter-ego? Someone to take over the world? Bakura's death? Yugi's death? The Pharaoh's death?"
"How about not picking up the phone for a few hours?"
A pout, quickly changed into a scowl. "What? That's it?"
"Yeah."
"Where's all the fun?"
Joey winced, easing the receiver away from his ear.
"Tristan is calling everyone trying to get my sister's number." He explained, choosing to ignore the question as rhetorical.
"And your point being... I don't see how this concerns me. No one dies, the world remains happy, the Pharaoh is not de-throned, and I'm still in the middle of the Shadow Realm where the only bright colors to see is my hair. Which sticks up, I might add, so I don't see it often."
"Well, if Tristan somehow or another manages to call your number, you will have the pleasure of hearing his surprise as your answering machine comes on, threatening to kill him. Actually, on second thought, you might even be able to follow through." Joey could already imagine the lecture on friendship he'd be getting. Forget Tea, Yugi was much, much worse…
A grin. "Done."
The phone clicked off, as Marik hung up, eager to begin his plans for someone's unlucky demise.
Luckily for Joey, he wasn't there when Marik paused and looked up with a scowl.
"I can't kill anyone when I'm stuck here, dammit!"
:End Chapter Four: