Chapter 4- Plans

Mokuba beamed up at his brother, gladly accepting the offered hand and wiping his tears away with the other. He'd never thought that Seto would actually do that for him...not when he was busy preparing for his partnership with the next biggest gaming industry in the world... he just hoped that this little trip hadn't got in the way of all his brother's hard work.

"Thankyou, Seto! Thankyou so much! I'm sorry for seeming like such a baby!" He beamed.

Seto chuckled. "Anything to make you happy kiddo. Let's run through this haunted house shall we?" Hand in hand the 2 brothers went through the haunted house. 15minutes later, as they arrived outside, Mokuba was clinging to his brother not wanting to let go. With Seto patting him gently on the back.

Shuddering Mokuba stared up at Seto with glazed eyes, a weak smile on his face and a sheepish expression.

"See? That...that wasn't scary at all." He muttered defiantly, inwardly shivering in fear.

Seto smirked a little. "Yeah Mokuba...you were very brave.", "but tell me, why did you start screaming your head off, when that guy popped out? Mm?" Seto smiled.

Mokuba flushed, stamping down on his brother's foot in an uncharacteristic display of disrespect for Seto.

"I did not! That... it was a sound recording! He didn't even scare me!" He protested loudly.

Seto flinched a little, as his brother stepped on his foot. He picked Mokuba up, and put him over his shoulder, started walking, unaware of his protests. He took him to the limo. "Stay here for a moment." He dropped Mokuba into the car, and walked off. Going back to find his cell phone.

Mokuba sighed, and crossed his arms as he reclined back in the limo, watching his brother head back, probably to reclaim his precious mobile phone. Although it was expensive he admitted to himself grudgingly. Sighing again, his eyes slid to the empty driver's seat (the chauffeur had left for some fun of his own previously).

He'd always wanted to try driving this thing...maybe Seto wouldn't be back for a while...maybe...he could try?