Author's Note: More Munchkiny goodness.

Warnings: None

Disclaimer: I still don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! or Munchkin

The Dungeon.

Yugi groaned and tried to sit up. This turned out to be a bad idea. He lay still for a moment waiting for the nausea to fade. The surface below felt cold, hard, and slightly damp. All he could think was.

Not again.

Around him he heard various sounds of his friends waking up. At least he hoped they were his friends. He tried opening his eyes.

There was not much light in here. Well that was a mercy at least from his impending migraine's point of view. He sat up and looked around him.

"Oh Yugi you're awake. What's happened? Do you know where we are?"

"Grandpa?"

"One minute I was watching TV, the next I'm here in this dungeon."

Dungeon? Yugi studied his grandfather's face as his eye grew accustomed to the dim light. There was something not quite right.

"Are you okay Grandpa?"

"Actually I haven't felt this good in years. You, however, took a crack on the head but I think most of your friends are okay. But…"

"But what?" Yugi looked around.

A groaning mass of fluffy white hair suggested Ryou. Two blondes were inspecting a door on one wall of the dungeon.

One was quite tall and quite obviously female. Probably Mai then, but there was something different about her that Yugi couldn't quite place. She'd always been glamorous, but now she radiated it. The air around her seemed to sparkle. Had he been in the mood to be impressed, she might have inspired him to think of phrases like: her hair was like drifting waves of golden magic, or she had skin like starlight, literally scintillating.

As it was the best he could muster was that someone might as well have stamped "ELF" on her. He looked back at his grandfather. The little inconsistencies registered.

He was his normal height, but stockier, his beard was much longer and braided, and his favorite headband looked like it had become an iron helmet.

"Grandpa, you're a dwarf."

"You're looking a bit hobbitish yourself."

Yugi looked at himself. He was a halfling. Great.

He turned his attention to the other blonde examining the door. This one was much shorter, about the size of a child. The hairstyle and tanned skin were familiar though.

Malik he thought.

Wait. When did Malik get so short? And why did he smell like a chemical factory?

"What, exactly, did Shadi do?" he moaned.

"I wish I knew," a voice answered from a shadowed corner.

"Shadi? Is that you?" Yugi peered into the gloom, but couldn't see anything.

"Yes Yugi, it's me." It was Shadi's voice all right, but it sounded harsher. Like he had gravel in his throat.

"What were you trying to do?" Grandpa asked the shadow. Everyone was staring at the corner now, Yugi noticed. Even Ryou, who'd managed to get to his hands and knees.

"Well, this was supposed to be the next step for the Pharaoh and the Tomb Robber," the voice said. "This game has caused them to work together, albeit accidentally. The idea was that they work together to win."

"If this is about their bad blood, why are we here?" Mai snapped.

"You are their friends, you have guided them well so far. Besides there has to be more than two players for this game to work properly, yes?"

For "this game" to work? Yugi thought uneasily.

"Wait," said Malik, "You mean to tell us that this is a Munchkin Shadow Game?"

"Yes. That is so. Although I'm not sure why it pulled me in too. That wasn't supposed to happen."

"You pulled us into a Munchkin Shadow Game." the miniaturized Tomb Keeper snarled. "And you call me a trouble maker."

"That's because you are a trouble maker, Malik," Ryou groaned rubbing his head. He looked blearily around the room. His gaze settled on Malik.

"Malik, why are you a gnome?"

"Ask him!" Malik snapped pointing at the shadow.

"I think we're in trouble," Yugi mumbled.

"Damn right we're in trouble!" Malik danced around in agitation. "The mystic, wise servant of Anubis just drug us into a Shadow Game of the most vicious card game ever!

"Come out where we can see you!" he demanded. There was a shuffling noise as something emerged from the shadow.

It was large. It was green. It was just as well the billowy robe covered most of it. It looked vaguely like Shadi even with the seriously fanged under bite and the enormous bat-like ears.

Everyone stared. Then they burst into hysterical laughter. Even Yugi was giggling.

"Shadi," he gasped, "you're an orc!"

"So that's what this is called."

Ryou wiped his eyes, "Hang on. If this is suppose to be about Bakura and Atemu—"

"—where are they?" Mai finished.

Shadi the Orc shook his head.

"I do not know. This game has a will of it's own. I cannot control it. There is no telling where the others ended up, or even how many have been pulled into this game."

Yugi sat thinking.

"Munchkin is much bigger than just the dungeon crawl game," he said at last. "The others could be in one of the other genres."

"In that case Bakura's in Bites," Ryou said firmly. "You can bet on it."

"How do we find them?" Yugi asked.

"We get out of this dungeon," Ryou stood up and looked down at himself. "Looks like I'm a cleric, and still human." He looked at the others.

"And it seems I'm adventuring with a halfling bard, a dwarvin warrior, an elvin warrior, a gnome thief and a orc wizard."

The others stared at him as he looked around the room.

"Ah-hah! I thought there must be something." He strode over a hither-unseen chest and opened it.

"Let's see, the pointy hat for Shadi, the Slay bells for Yugi, the Unnatural Axe for Grandpa, the Bow with Ribbons for Mai, the Dagger of Treachery for Malik, and the Cheese grater of Peace for me," he said cheerfully handing out the items.

He gave them a grin not at all fitting for a cleric, and entirely too reminiscent of his darker half.

"Ready? Let's kick down this door!"

Too be continued…

Okie-dokie folks, who do you want next Anzu or Kiaba? Don't worry about the yamis, I'll get to them quite soon heheh ;D.