Hullo again! Sorry about the –ummmm- delay. Or rather, pause, stop-work, or just plain out "I Was Busy/Lazy". I'd be surprised if anyone thought I was still alive. Anyhoo, my sis got me back into spirit so here comes another chapter of Spike Man And British Boy.. clap please!!!
Oh for God's sake, thought Yugi, I'm never going to get out of this mess. Police are after me and Ryou, I can 'fly', and I have a new power of malting. WTF sums it all up really.
"Oh crap," said Yugi
"Oh crap," said Ryou.
"Oh crap", said someone absolutely unnecessary in this story, found skinny- dipping in a small village in the Alps.
"This is the Police!" shouted a voice from outside. "Come out with your hands up!"
It's not like we have weapons, dumb-ass, thought Yugi.
Yami Bakura entered the room, on the phone. "OK, OK, don't get so worked up about it. It's just a bit of water, that's all. I mean, it's not as if the frigging police are going to arrest us both because their car got some water on it-" Ryou coughed, and as Yami Bakura looked up, his face went as white as… well, a guy with a white face. "Son of a- What? Oh, nothing, don't worry. I'm just going to go upstairs now. Yup. No reason to be alarmed. None at all…" His voice faded as he ran the last few steps upstairs, followed by the sound of multiple doors slamming, locks sliding into place, and the sound of a hammer busy at work.
"This is your last warning!" shouted the police, "come out with your HANDS UP!"
Ryou gulped very loudly. "This is it," he said, "we're going back to jail, no matter what."
Suddenly, a misplaced light bulb was teleported over Yugi's head, and shone brightly. After Yugi finished thinking, though, it dropped to the ground and smashed.
"I've got it!" yelled Yugi excitedly. "Ryou, come here! Where's the back door?" Ryou sighed. "They'd see us if we ran out there, Yugi."
Yugi grinned. "We're not running, Ryou. C'mon, the chimney will do fine." Ryou realized what was going on…
...he didn't like it at all.
"No way Yugi," he said. "I am not gonna do that, especially with my aibou around."
Yami Bakura suddenly appeared at the top of the stairs. "Moi? What can't you tell me?" He put on a sickeningly wicked grin, like that of a guy with a wicked grin, times 5, all merged together. Shudder with fear.
"Um, weren't you barricaded upstairs just 10 seconds ago?" asked Yugi.
"Yeah, well, I get bored easily. So, what can't you tell me? Huh? Huh? HUH? Oh man, a penny! Shiny!" Neither Ryou or Yugi could see a penny anywhere. "Oh, no wait, I was doing something… oh, yeah, right, tell me that thing that you can't tell me!"
Ryou glanced at Yugi. Yugi glanced at Ryou. They both sighed. "Alright," Yugi said, "we'll tell him. Sworn under secrecy though."
"Alright, tell him."
"ME? YOU tell him! He's YOUR Yami"
"You tell him!!!"
"No, YOU tell him!!!"
"No, YOU tell him!!!"
"No, YOU tell him!!!"
"No, YOU tell him!!!"
"SHUT THE HELL UP!!!" yelled Yami Bakura. "Tell me at the same time!!! On 3, OK? 1...2...3!!!
"Yugi is gonna fly us out of here" they both said.
Right now the phrase "stunned mullet" really is useful for describing the look on Yami Bakura's face - part confusion, part surprise, and part "What the f--king hell are you two delusional nimrods talking about?".
"Huh" is all he could say.
"C'mon Ryou, lets get out of this place".
"Yugi," Ryou said while crawling into the fireplace, "since when could you control your flying anyway?"
Oh crap, thought Yugi. "Umm, it's like in the movies, you know?" Ryou shook his head. "Oh, well, you have to concentrate all your energy into one little ball, and then throw the ball at the "FLY" section of your brain. You know?" Once again Ryou shook his head.
There was silence.
Very long silence.
Very long awkward silence.
Yugi broke the silence about a minute later.
"Shit."
Ryou nodded in agreement. "Alright then, lets give it a shot."
Yugi nodded and concentrated. Very hard, he thought, all your energy into a ball. A cricket ball, if you must. And it's being hit WOW! Nice 6-er there Gilchrist, straight into the crowd and that 18 year old's gonna sell it on eBay, the lucky little-
"Yugi, how's it going?"
"Don't rush me alright? I'm trying! I'm trying!"
"You don't need to. I think it's activated by stress or something like it. By the look on your face just then, probably amusement, side-tracking, or envy of an 18 year old who just caught Adam Gilchrist's cricket ball and sold it on eBay. But you're flying anyway."
Yugi looked down. He was halfway up the chimney. "Okay, hold my foot. It's the only way up for you. Ok, that's it, and Ooooooh, you're heavy. OK, up we go!"
It was a very exhilarating experience for everyone. It was exhilarating for Yugi, as he was flying for the first time ever. It was exhilarating foe Ryou, because he was flying by holding on to someone's shoe. It was exhilarating for people at home, because Monica and Chandler just adopted a baby. It was especially exhilarating for the police though, because they raided the house eventually only to find Yami Bakura standing in the lounge room shouting up the chimney, "Yugi! Ryou! Do you have anything to do with the broken light bulb on the floor?!?"
"Where the hell are we going anyway Yugi? Yugi? YUGI!!! Stop that! I'm afraid of heights! It's exhilarating enough already! YUGI!!! YUGI-OH GOD!!! YUGIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!"
To put it straight:
Yugi was having fun swooping in the air.
Ryou wasn't.
OK, I myself think I've lost a bit of my touch... but YOU decide that! RR pplz please! What the heck, if you do, I'll give you a blueberry muffin. On the house.