The Giant Man
Yugi woke up the next day and yawned. Last night had been fun. That boy, Harry, was very good at dueling. His relatives obviously did not like him. He didn't know why.
'Time to get up Yami. I smell pancakes.' Yugi said through his mind link.
"Pancakes?" Yami said as he appeared.
"Yep!" said Yugi happily. They went downstairs to find Marik making pancakes.
"Marik, I didn't know that you could make pancakes." Yami said.
"My sister taught me." Marik said simply.
"When will they be done?" whined Y. Bakura.
"They'll be done when they'll be done." Marik said.
When they were ready, they all enjoyed a hearty breakfast. A few minuets after they ate, the doorbell rang.
"Whoa!" the Yamis gasped and faded away. Yugi answered the door. It was Harry. Mokuba pecked around the coroner.
"Hi Harry." Yugi said.
"Hi Yugi. I was wondering if I could stay at your house for a bit. My uncle is in a bad mood and well..." Harry started to say.
"Of course." Yugi said, cutting him off. "Please, come in." Harry stepped inside.
"So, why do you live with them?" asked Mokuba.
"My parents were murdered." Harry said softly.
"Oh, I'm sorry." said Yugi. He truly meant it to.
"Why was your uncle in a bad mood?" said Kaiba to change the subject. He himself had grown up without a real mother or father.
"Dudley broke a hole in my uncle's room, so he slept very badly because of the cold."
"Why would your cousin do that?" Marik exclaimed in disbelief.
"I beat him at duel monsters and he's a sore loser." Harry said simply.
Ding Dong
The doorbell rang again. A giant man with wild black hair stood at the door.