Chapter 24: The end!

I was very surprised to get a review at 6:50 in the morning. O.o; But more importantly: this is the last chapter. Yup, that's right. The last one. I hope y'all like the ending. Also, there's one last Japanese phrase I still have to explain from the last chapter… it's meishi. Meishi are Japanese business cards. Let's say, for example, your name was "Keiko." Well, the name "Keiko" can be written at least a hundred different ways, using different kanji. Since meishi have your names on them, they show other people how your name is spelled with kanji.

I'll miss y'all. Please leave one last review. :)

And that's when Yami solved the mystery. Because right after Marik started yelling at the sky, he put one arm protectively around Yugi's shoulder, leaned down and kissed him right on the mouth. Yami managed to watch for five whole seconds before throwing up, as Malik had taught Marik how to kiss "like a teenager." - So, it was just a damned good thing that Yugi was a teenager, too. Technically, Marik was really only 5 or 6 years old, since he had been "born" on Malik's tenth birthday, but that still made him a lot more teenagerish than 3,016-year-old Yami, who was this close to re-regurgitating when he heard a voice behind him.

"Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!" squealed Tea. For some reason she had a camera with her. Click, click, click!

"HIT ME BABY ONE MORE TIME!" the bum sang, shaking her bottom to a tune that only she could hear inside her head.

Yami sighed. "This is not my day."

"Hey Yami what's up—oh my freaking rock gods! SETO, LOOK! LOOK AT WHAT YAMI'S OTHER HALF IS DOING! HE'S GETTING FUNKY!"

Oh, so now he was Yami's other half. Most of the time he was just Yugi. Yami glared at Mokuba. "Shut up!" he warned him. His threat fell on deaf ears.

"What is it, Mokuba—HOLY SAUSAGE DOGS!" Seto's eyes grew very large, and then they narrowed again into slits as he started to laugh himself into the land of stitched sides.

"Hey, Tea!" Oh, gods. Not Tristan, too! "Where are you? Have you found Yami yet?"

Yami shouted, "DON'T COME OVER HERE, TRISTAN!"

Two seconds later, Tristan was standing next to Mokuba, gaping. "HOLY BATMAN COLLECTIBLE DOLLS!"

Click, click. "Say cheese you guys!" Tea prompted.

Yugi and Marik looked up and made peace signs, grinning. But then they dropped their grin when Tea went to actually take the picture.

"Cut it out, Tea," Yugi told her.

"Yeah, that's disgusting, you hideous—"

"Hey!" Tea yelled.

"—Er, heinous…"

"Hey!"

"…you mortal." Tea still glared at Marik. Marik glared right back at her.

"Well, whatever! I don't like you!" Marik shouted. "And you can't make me! Mwahahahhahaha!"

Tea pouted, crossing her arms. Normally Yugi would've supported her, but he was a bit busy at the moment trying to revive his other half, who seemed to be in a sort of trance.

"Yami?" Yugi poked his other half with a long, prickly stick. "Yami? Are you there?"

Yami had curled up into a fetal position, frozen, and fallen over. They were all taking turns poking him. Seto was having fun especially.

Mokuba turned pink. "Nii-sama, I don't think you should poke him ther—"

"I know what I'm doing, Mokuba."

"OWWWWW!" Yami screamed, but he didn't move.

Seto smiled. "Teehee."

Yes, he actually said, "teehee." The great Seto Kaiba. Make that the Great Seto Kaiba. He said "teehee."

At the sound of Kaiba's "teehee"-ing, Yami's eyes snapped open. He stretched out rigidly. "What the heck?" he screamed. "KAIBA? Did you become gay or something?"

Kaiba blinked. "Um… no…"

"Well too bad! Because I love you!" Yami glomped Kaiba and started trying to make out with him. Everyone laughed, even Tea. Mokuba laughed especially; he was the one with the Millennium Rod in his hand.

"Teach you not to buy me a video game for my birthday," Mokuba spat. "Stupid big brothers. Always need training."

Marik looked at Yugi in surprise. "Since when does Mokuba have the Millennium Rod?"

Yugi simply replied, "It was mentioned in Chapter 2, remember?"

Marik nodded dumbly. "Oh. Right."

"I don't like what he's doing with it, though," Yugi said, glaring at Mokuba out of the corner of his eye. He snuck up behind the snickering kid and knocked him over the back of the head.

"HEY!" Mokuba yelped, falling to the ground. He scraped his right cheek… not badly, but then Kaiba came and stepped on his face while yelling at him. "Oh, man…"

"Wow," Yugi noted, reaching for the Millennium Rod, "this is a really violent ending."

Marik grinned. "It's great, isn't it?"

"I guess so. Violence is okay…" Yugi sighed, pretending to look at the fabric of his jeans.

"…But you don't really like it all that much," Marik finished quietly. "You don't have to change to get attention, Yugi. Just because one person ignores you doesn't mean you're not special to anyone else. I mean, look how much time you and Joey spend together! And Yami did say he was sorry, right? I mean, he must've; he's the goody-goody Pharaoh. And you're supposed to be his goody-goody brat."

As Tea yelled at Kaiba for stepping on his brother, and Yami and Tristan played "ping-pong barf" (in which one person throws up, then the other, then the first person again) in a nearby trash can, Marik stepped next to Yugi and huggled him, trying to convince Yugi to put on his glasses.

"YOSH!" Joey hopped up and down. "I GOT A RAISE!"

Just then, Malik walked in to the restaurant where Joey worked, called Chef-d'oeuvres, which Joey thought meant egg-somethings in French. (Actually, it means "masterpieces", but Joey's confusing oeuvres with oeufs, which are eggs.)

"What's that you're yelling about, Joey?" Malik asked, when he saw his former mind slave dancing on a table.

"Hey!" one guy yelled. "Cut that out or you'll be fired!"

"How would you know! You're just a bus boy!" Joey shot back. The bus boy, who looked a lot like Choofrom One Piece, pointed towards a sign.

DO NOT DANCE ON THE TABLES.

) THANK YOU!

Joey sweat dropped. "Oh."

Malik smiled pleasantly at his newest potential victim. "How much is this raise you got, Joey?" He pushed back a blond bang, trying to smile as wide as he could.

Joey sweat dropped again. Oi, creepy… "Uh… 1,000 yen."

That's about 8 dollars…

"Really?" Malik asked.

Joey grinned, his eyes becoming little arrows pointing UP, like an emoticon. "YUP! See?" He held a 1,000 yen bill out in front of Malik's face.

Malik grabbed it and ran. "SUCKER!" he yelled.

Joey face faulted. "HEY!" He began to chase after him.

"Come back!" the Choo-look-alike shouted. "Your shift isn't over yet!"

Joey stopped short. "Damn," he muttered.

"Hey Joey!"

Joey looked up. "…Duke?" Joey said, confused. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to see you working like a dog," Duke admitted happily. "Anyway… if you still have to work, I'll go get your money, Joey."

Joey smiled. "Yeah! Thanks, Dukey-boy."

Duke coughed as Joey slapped him on the back. "Never again," he said, referring to the nickname Joey had given him.

"Never again what? I was just calling you like Pegasus would," Joey teased.

"Pegasus doesn't call me that," Duke grumbled. "Do you want your money or not?"

"Geez, no need to get grouchy," Joey told him, picking up a mop. Duke sighed. The truth was, he had been a bit discontented lately. It was probably because Tristan had asked Serenity to be his girlfriend, and she'd said yes. Ever since then, he'd felt like he was getting walked all over, even by the girls…

Duke exiting the restaurant, while Joey stayed behind, mopping the floor and whistling a little tune.

The end.

The Big Bad Disclaimer to End All Time:

Sour Schuyler does not own Yu-Gi-Oh, One Piece, "Gasolina," DDR, Tekken 5, Joey, Yu Yu Hakusho, the Rubik's cube, the theme song to Three's Company, Futurama, MTV, "Mockingbird" by Eminem, Vh1, Negi or Negima, the Backstreet Boys, Napolean Dynamite, Resident Evil 4, Weird Al or his song "Trash Day," Friends or Phoebe, Sherloch Holmes, "I am," by hitomi, "All the Love in the World" by Nine Inch Nails, Night of the Living Dead, Super Milk Chan, Britney Spears or any of her songs, or "Scotty Doesn't Know."

She does own the plot for this story. And your life.

Ok, so I lied. This can't be the last chapter. Why? Because this chapter just sucks. Seriously; I was happy with it when I wrote it, but now I am very unhappy with it because it doesn't seem to tie up the loose ends emotionally. So I'm doing the Silent Hill thing and giving this several endings. At the end I will have the "Real" Ending. Ok? Ok. Thanks. And sorry for getting this up so late; I didn't put this up because I wasn't happy with this. I didn't realize people would threaten me. :P Love you guys! (In a platonic, respectful way. …Hopefully that's how you like me.) So… REVIEW!