First shot at comedy so please go easy.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Yu-Gi-Oh! or anything related to it. Everything (except the plot of this story) Belongs to Kazuki Takahashi and anyone else associated with the show.

Message from the Author: I apologize deeply for not updating in a very long time. I just want everyone to know that I haven't given up on this fict, yet. Right now I'm faced with college homework (and a huge pile at that!), and I can't really find any time to work on chapters, except for maybe holidays. Right now I'm not sure if I should continue with this fict or not. So if you really don't want this fict to go, contact me through my e-mail or leave a review. If I feel like this story is really liked, then I'll find a way to get the chapters done no matter what. Right now, I don't know if it's worth the time and effert.

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Chapter 1: The Perfect Spell

Yami, a five thousand year-old Egyptian pharaoh, was sitting on the couch in the Turtle Game Shop, searching through his old spell scrolls, when Yugi came into the room.

"Whatcha doing?" Yugi asked when he saw his yami reading the scrolls.

"I'm trying to find a spell that will rid me of that blasted tomb robber once and for all." Answered Yami while shifting to a new scroll to read. Yugi's eyes grew wide.

"Yami! How can you even think like that?"

"It's quite easy actually."

"YAMI!"

"Oh fine, whatever." He tossed the scrolls to the side of the couch, leaned back against the cushions and casually interlocked his fingers behind head. Yugi scooped up the scrolls from the couch and stuffed them in the safe sitting by his grandpa's bookshelf. After he was done, he locked the safe and put the key in his pocket for safekeeping.

"There. Much better." Yugi said, brushing his hands in satisfaction.

"Hmph, whatever." Yami slowly rose from the sofa, "I'm going to get some breakfast." He said.

He walked over to the kitchen door, paused before entering, then added under his breath, "The good scrolls are hidden in the kitchen anyways."

After retrieving the ancient scrolls from behind the dreaded vegetables inside the refrigerator, Yami sat down to a nice bowl of cereal and began contemplating on what he was going to turn the evil spirit of the ring into.

"Hmm. What about a cow?" In his mind he viewed the evil spirit of the ring as a black and white cow grazing in the fields.

"Nah." He decided, "Maybe a pig." He envisions his long-time nemesis as a fat pig. He shook his head.

"Nah, too good for him. Wait, what's this one?" He picks up a scroll and reads the name of the spell aloud, "'The Spell of the Harmless Fluffy Bunny.'"

Pictures of the Tomb Robber as a harmless, fluffy bunny munching on a carrot crept into the pharaoh's mind, "Oh, that would really tick him off." A dark, sinister grin grew wide, on the Pharaoh's lips. "I'll do it!"

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Meanwhile, at Ryo Bakura's house, "Finally! I have located the perfect spell for that nauseating pharaoh!" Said Bakura, the evil spirit of the Millennium Ring, as he held up a scroll and smiled triumphantly, "'The Spell of the Harmless Fluffy Bunny' is absolutely perfect! It's so perfect that I even frighten myself! That fool of a pharaoh will never see it coming…until it's too late. Mrah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Yami? What are you doing in there?"

"Nothing." Bakura answered, a little to quickly, while frantically scooping up the scrolls from the table into his arms.

With uncanny speed, the spirit of the ring shoved the ancient scrolls back behind the long forgotten vegetables in the refrigerator, and was seated before Ryo had entered the kitchen.

"If that fool Ryo learned about my latest scheme to retrieve the Millennium Puzzle from that sniveling runt Yugi and turn that blasted Pharaoh into a rabbit, he wouldn't hesitate to warn them."

Ryo entered the kitchen and found his yami sitting at the table: an empty bowl of cereal lying before him.

"I could have sworn I heard you laughing in here," he said as his eyes warily searched the room, "It was a rather long laugh this time. And you only laugh for a really long time if you're scheming something really sinister." Ryo gave his yami a skeptical look. "Your not planning to do something bad to Yugi or his yami, and then take the Millennium Puzzle away again, are you?"

"Who, me?" Bakura asked, his hands folded on the table and his expression looking unusually angelic. Ryo even thought he saw a halo around his yami's head, which made him even more suspicious.

"Are you?" he pressed.

"Why, of course not. How could you even think that of me?" The spirit of the ring slowly placed his hand behind his back, so as to not attract attention, crossed his fingers, then added with a sly grin, "I assure you, my dear Ryo, that I hold no such wicked thoughts within my mind."

"Yeah right."

"What did you say?"

"Nothing."

"Planning to go somewhere?" Bakura now asked as he noticed that Ryo was dressed earlier than usual.

"N-no, I'm not going anywhere," he blurted, suddenly fealling more than a little nervous, "What would make you ask such a silly question?"

"Your cloths." Came the flat reply.

Ryo looked down momentarily then regained eye contact with his yami. He placed a hand behind his head and laughed nervously, "Oh that? I—uh—got up early this morning and decided to get dressed a bit earlier than usual is all. I'm really not planning on going anywhere, honest."

Yami Bakura could see the beads of sweat running down Ryo's brow.

"Uh-huh…" He replied slowly, not really believing a word Ryo had said.

'I can't tell him that Yugi had invited me over for a sleepover at his house while his grandfather's out of town on vacation. He'll make me take him with, and who knows WHAT horrors he'll unleash on poor Yugi.'

"Ah-ha!" Yelled Yami Bakura, jumping up from his seat, "So you ARE going over to that brat Yugi's house today."

"Wh—what? I never said I was going there. I'm not going anywhere today."

"Oh stop all your lying you wretched fool. Don't forget, I can read your every thought. Now stop quivering like a pathetic little worm, and get your coat. I'll be ready to go in ten minutes." He said as he shooed Ryo towards the door, grinning widely.

"But…"

Bakura gave Ryo a cold glare, "Yes...?" his tone sounded so harsh and threatening that Ryo lost all curage to argue the point, instead he simply slumped his shoulders in defeat.

"I'll get my coat." He sighed.

"Good." noticing Ryo's depressed look, Bakura walked over to the boy a slpped him heartedly on the back, "Don't worry this shall be lots of fun." He gave a wild laugh.

"I'm sure it will." Replied a less than enthusiastic Ryo.

Ryo left the room with a heavy heart. "How am I ever going to explain this to Yugi?" He muttered under his breath.

After Ryo had left the room, Bakura sat back down and rubbed his hands together eagerly, "This is going to be the best day of my entire life!"

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At that very same moment, Yami was eagerly rubbing his hands together. "This is going to be the best day of my entire life!"

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To Be Continued...

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So, how'd you like it? Should I continue or not?