Viva Las Vegas!
By dark-angel-risingREVIEWS!
Satra – Here ya go, next chappie with extra cheese! (Unless you don't like cheese.)
AnimeLoverAngel – I really wanted to do your idea for this chapter, but I just kept hitting writing blocks! WAH! Don't worry, I'm definetly putting that in!
Meowzy-chan – I'm afraid it didn't make much sense to me either, but I think it's because like, Akunadin created Zork or something….
NO! I would never let Bakura go to jail! He's the Thief King! ….Well, maybe….
ladyvella42 – Yeah, me too. Nah, only one of them will go to jail. Hehe… guess who? Enjoy this chapter!
chibisweetheart – Ofcourse the hikari's will go look for them, but not after I have my fun!
MysticDragon1691 – Thanks! Here's the next chappie!Yugi's Light Keeps Me Pure – Thankies! Well, maybe not a fighter jet, but do you think a car would work fine? Would be less comfortable… and you know how much I love to torture them!
drgn prncss – ARGH! Keep the fish away from me! Here the next chapter, put the fish down slowly…
pointe master – Yeah, I've always wondered how the architects of the Luxor did that. It's soooo cool though, the elevator can go horizontally! That's awesome!
Hanyou101 – Oh, I hate when that happens! That's why I write all my ideas down now. Anyway, thankies, and here's the next chapter!
Woa, so many reviews! Anyway…Thanks to all who reviewed and sent ideas! You guys all rock! This chapter is dedicated to Satra for being the first reviewer! Have a plushie!
On to the next installment of….
Viva Las Vegas!
Chapter 5
To say that Bakura was really pissed off was an understatement. The Pharaoh was supposed to tell him when he was running out of time so he could move faster, but that idiot was too busy lying in the parking lot in a fetal position having an episode. Baka Pharaoh.
Somehow, Bakura had been able to sneak past the guards and out of the hotel, the money safe in the shadow realm. He hadn'd seen the pharaoh for the rest of the night, and as he grew angrier and angrier.
He wandered down to the seedier part of Las Vegas, his interest peaking at a store that sold weapons. Chuckling maniacally he walked in.
He was pleasantly surprised when he was sold a gun in about ten minutes. Oh yes, he was gonna have lotsa fun with this. Grinning sadistically he trotted out of the store, ready for a good, old-fashioned killing spree.
First he went to the nearby Quickie-Mart to buy himself a beer, in order to think clearer.
"I.D. Sir?" The clerk asked, looking at him suspiciously.
"Right here." Bakura replied, grinning like a maniac and pulling out his gun. BANG!
Bakura was officially feeling better. He had so far shot four people, the annoying clerk, the guy who thought he was a hooker, the creepy looking hobo that reminded Bakura of a plucked chicken, the the lady that was annoying him, trying to get him to buy a program or something. Yes… life was good.
Meanwhile…
"Hey Yugi, how come the Yamis havent called us yet?" Ryou asked from his seat on the couch. The short duelist shrugged, spooning more ice-cream into his mouth.
"Dunno. Maybe they forgot our number or something." He swallowed the ice-cream, savoring the sweet cold taste. "Or maybe they're just having too much fun."
Ryou snorted lightly.
Back in Vegas…
"BWUAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Bakura laughed, erm, screamed loudly, standing on top of Ceasars Palace Hotel, gun in hand, the Millenium Ring flashing brightly in the dark sky.
"Fear me, Las Vegas! By the time my wimpy hikari finds me, this city will be nothing but dust! BWUAHAHAAHAHAHAHHAHA!"
He smiled creepily as he climbed off the roof and ran off into the night. This was officially the best vacation ever.
I'm soo sorry I didn't update sooner! This chapter was short! IM SORRY! I got this huge writers block, and when I finally got past it, I was planning to have the CSI team chase around after Bakura, but I kept getting stuck! It was horrible!
Anyway, I still wanna write this idea, so if anyone wants to help me with it, it would me greatly appreciated!
Always and forever,
DAR