Do I own Yugioh now? Fa la la la la, la la la la,
No, I don't own it right now. Fa la la la la, la la la la,
I probably will never own it. Fa la la, la la la, la la la,
So let's just start the drabble now. Fa la la la la, la la la la!
"Deck the halls with boughs of holly, fa la la la la, la la la la!"
Bakura threw a snowball at the lead caroler. "Shut up!"
"Tis the season--"
"SHUT UP!"
"-To be jolly, fa la la la la, la la la la!"
Bakura held his head and almost burst into tears. "JUST SHUT UP!"
"It's Marik." He felt a pair of arms wrap around him. One time getting kicked where the sun don't shine and then sent flying into the ground after hugging Bakura from behind made Marik learn to annouce himself first.
"Make them shut up." Bakura whined as he turned around in Marik's arms and buried his face in his shirt.
"Don we now our gay apparel, fa la la, la la la, la la la! Troll the ancient Yuletide carol, fa la la la la, la la la la!"
Bakura whined again and hugged Marik tighter. "Please make them go away..."
"Hey, people?" Marik said to the carolers. They looked up from their books. "Can you please go sing at the next house? You're bothering my date, here."
"Oh!" The leader said, "We didn't know we were bothering someone." She smiled at them. "Your girlfriend's cute."
Marik held in his laughter until the group far away.
"Girlfriend!" He exclaimed in between laughs.
Bakura scowled. "I'm not a girl!"
"I know, but they thought you were!"
He looked up at his boyfriend and glared. "Stop it..." He said.
"Carolers are annoying, aren't they?" Marik said with one last laugh.
"Yeah. Can we burn their books please?"
"I don't know, can we still catch them?"
Bakura smirked and took off down the road after them. He yelled back, "I don't know, but we can sure try!"
I went caroling today, actually. I didn't get snowballs thrown at me, but I was doing it inside a hospital, so that couldn't have happened anyway. Now please click the little blue-purple-indigo-whatever button and write me something nice about the drabble.