"What the fuck?" Bakura says, staring at the television in horror. Malik, curled up next to him on the couch, shudders in agreement.
"I don't believe I just saw that," he whispers and swallows hard. "It was just our imagination, right?"
"Right," Bakura says. "No god could possibly be cruel enough to make us live in a world where that was real." They stare at the television some more. "It was just a trick of the light or something."
"Right," Malik says. "We're just hallucinating things from exhaustion and not enough sex. That's all."
They stare some more. Suddenly, Dark Magician Girl appears on the screen, wearing a Santa hat and wielding a candy cane in place of her normal outfit. Baby Dragon poofs into existence next to her, wearing a wreath around it's neck. Tinny holiday music plays. The announcer's voice blares out of the speakers, "Next up! Don't miss...How Kuriboh Saved Christmas!!"
Malik shrieks and Bakura sends the remote flying through the television screen.