Disclaimer: Before I start, I would to say I DO NOT own Yu-gi-oh or Nintendo, even though I would like to ... but then again, I would also like to jump out of an exploding plane surfing a crocodile... he, he

Yami Party

Players 3 and 4 have entered

The Duel had been going on for hours now...both players had used all of their best tactics and now they were running on pure guts. This being Yu-gi-oh, it should be a Duel Monsters match; but this being a fanfic, it's not!

Yami and Bakura had been playing mini-games longer than had been thought humanly possible and now they were suffering the consequences.

Yami's eyes were horribly bloodshot and bulging out of their sockets. Bakura had sweated so much that his shirt was beginning to disintegrate and the smell could have killed a bull elephant. But none of this mattered to either of them. Yami's only goal was to beat Bakura; and Bakura's only goal was to beat Yami.

They were keeping score on a blackboard Bakura had "borrowed"from Domino High school.

In fact, they were so focused on their game that they didn't notice Marik and Malik standing in front of them until Malik bashed the TV with the Millennium Rod! This got their attention as the game promptly turned itself off.

"Oh, hello Marik, hello Malik." Yami chirped with genuine surprise. Bakura was too busy weeping melodramatically for the loss of the TV to respond.

"Greetings, Pharaoh. My Hikari and I making a Hikari/Yami bowling team and we were wondering if either of you are interested." Malik explained.

"No, thanks. Yami and I are playing the greatest game ever created..." Bakura declined, drying his eyes.

"Duel Monsters?" asked Malik.

"Tiddlywinks?" asked Marik.

"No, Mario party 5!" Bakura exclaimed triumphantly. The Ishtars' eyes lit up swiftly.

"CAN WE PLAY, CAN WE PLAY, OH PRETTY PLEASE WITH A GOD CARD ON TOP!!" the Ishtars cheeped in unison.

"Sure, we have extra controllers." Yami said warmly while sharing a private, evil grin with Bakura. Fresh meat. That thought was quickly extinguished when they remembered the TV that was busted up beyond all repair.

"Well, we could all play if the TV wasn't, ahem, broken." Yami said sadly. This time, it was Malik's turn for an evil grin.

"Foolish Mortals. For some people, the Shadow Realm is an eternity of pain and suffering; but for me, it is the ultimate storage space where I can put stuff when I don't have room for them, and it just so happens that I had THIS..." Malik said as he spun the Millennium rod around and around.

Suddenly, the ruined TV disappeared and was replaced by a State-of-the-art, wide-screen, plasma-screen, hi-quality TV (with Surround Sound).

Everyone in the room turned and stared at Malik. He smiled cheekily.

"Where did you get this?" Bakura wondered.

"Ah... I was taking a midnight stroll through Domino when I see this quaint little security device. I bring out my Millennium rod and the next thing I know, alarms are ringing and I'm carrying this TV and being chased by the police.

"So that's what happened. I wondered why the police arrested me. We had to give up eating for a week so Ishizu could pay the bail..."Marik thought to himself.

"Wow, that's so interesting," said Yami nonchalantly," but now, LET'S PLAY!"

And there goes another chapter...will there be another? That is up to you, readers, so please review this fic and maybe there'll be more...

P.S. I hope this is long enough for you, AutumnDynasty.