KD: Yay, new chapter. Sorry it took us a while. We wanted to get it out sooner but you know how life is. By the way, if Malik seems OOC that's because they didn't portray him enough after he turned good. That's the horridness of friendship. It destroys awesome characters like Malik and Duke. Thank goodness we still have characters like Seto and Bakura ^_^

Now on with the story! Heil Kaiba!

Chapter Four: Saying Too Much

Songs for the chapter:

Losing My Religion- REM

Bad Day- Daniel Powter

The next few days came a little bit easier, as Joey was able to dress up as humanoid duel monster characters instead of furry full-body suits. Some of them were actually not as humiliating, almost fun. Today, however, was a different story.

"GAH!" Joey said looking at the new costume near his work locker. There was a white wig that looked just as long as him. The bright red mask had foot long horns connected to it. "What's this?" Joey picked up the wig in one hand and the mask in the other. "Which Monster is this?"

Kit walked into the room, "It's the Ninja Master Shogun." In the past few days, Joey had gotten used to her inhuman enthusiasm. "I thought you might need help getting this costume on. It's a very elaborate and expensive one. Mr. Kaiba said the wig alone cost over $1000, so it's best we take extra care with it."

Joey's face dropped. If just the wig alone was that expensive, he didn't want to know how much the costume as a whole was. How much had the other, 'cheap' ones he'd worn been worth? "Uh, thanks Kit. No pressure now, right?" She smiled sweetly at him and nodded with her usual enthusiasm. As soon was Joey got the purple under layer on himself, Kit helped him buckle up the bright red armor. The armor felt like it easily weighed 50 pounds. As Kit strapped the flags to his back, he felt as if he was falling over, but Kit buckled down to keep him standing up.

"Just the mask and wig now, Joey." She said, grabbing a white cap to put Joey's mess of a hair in so no golden blond strand would shine through the wig. As the mask went on, Joey could barely see out of the black slits for his eyes. Finally the wig was placed on his head, and it was itchier than Joey would imagine. He went to go scratch his head, but Kit lightly slapped his hand away. "Don't mess with the wig, Joey. I finally got it on perfectly." Joey tried to look at himself in the mirror, but he couldn't see a thing.

Kit led Joey to one of the stadiums to stand in front of. While he was walking he thought he heard some crying, but since he couldn't see a thing, he didn't know it was little kids seeing the mask and panicking because of it.

Seto hung up his phone with an aggravated sigh. One of the stadiums in Kaiba land was malfunctioning and the engineers didn't understand what was causing the glitch so, of course, he had to deal with it himself. "What's the point of having employees if they are not competent enough to even fix something as simple and a projection issue?"

Seto soon arrived at Kaiba Land, and went straight to work. As he was heading over to the arena, he noticed a little girl crying, overhearing her say something about a scary red devil mask. Seto instantly knew what she was talking about.

He shook his head. He didn't have time to be checking on that loser. Not when there were repairs to be made. Everything needed to be kept perfect and in proper working order, because it was his company. As long as he was around, there would be no room for mistakes.

"Okay, this costume is definitely going on my list of least favorites," Joey thought as he welcomed the third mob of kids that day. The costume was once again uncomfortably hot and, worse, itchy, but every time he tried to relieve the irritation, Kit would smack his hands like he was a disobedient puppy.

It was finally time for a break, so he was led back to the break room with Kit's help. He tried to catch a bit of his surroundings each time to get a better idea of where he was walking. There were vendors on each corner selling cards, beverages, food and Kaiba Corp themed souvenirs. There were benches, and high raised stands near every area, along with several ceiling lights, there were bulky lamp posts every few feet to add extra lighting for the lower areas of the park.

"Is that the guy that scared you, sis?" An early teenage boy shouted in Joey's direction. Joey stopped to turn around to see what was going on; he wasn't about to let a fight break out around him and not try to stop it. While attempting to turning around, Joey heard a cracking sound when he felt his shoulder hit something, but couldn't tell where it had come from. Joey decided to keep walking, not letting it bother him, "Eh I'm sure it was nothin'. Gotta see where that fight is going down and stop it."

The boy, noticing that Joey didn't realize he was talking to him, stealthily snuck up behind Joey and stepped hard on the flowing white wig. Joey, ignorant to his surrounding, kept walking and until he felt the wig being jerked off his head.

"That's for scaring my sister you costume-wearing jerk." Joey turned around, trying to follow the voice, but still could not see out of the mask. The harsh yanking of the wig caused some bobby pins to cut at the mask's straps, slowly breaking them.

"That snot-nosed brat! If I wasn't blinded by this mask, I would beat the snot outta him." Joey thought, looking around for the kid, but the boy had already run off before Joey could spot him.

Kit after several minutes finally realized that Joey was no longer following her, backtracking she saw Joey, wig on floor and the right shoulder of the armor dented, she gasped at the sight of the mess, "Joey what happened?" she said running towards him.

Right as he approached him, the bright red mask's straps finally broke completely, falling onto the ground, horns breaking on impact. Right was is hit the ground and bounced a few feet from impact, a little girl not paying attention ran over it, causing the mask to break into several pieced.

"Oh, I am so screwed. Kaiba is going to kill me when he finds out." Joey was freaking out in his head. "Well, at least the pants aren't ruined."

No sooner had he thought this than someone came around the corner and ran into him, spilling their tray of cheese-covered nachos and soda all over him.

"Oh no! This stuff'll never come out!" he thought despairingly, staring down at himself. He didn't even notice the person yelling at him for standing around like an idiot.

"Sir, please calm down," Kit said, trying to quell the older man's anger, but he simply shoved her over, which finally woke Joey up.

"Hey, that's going way too far," Joey said, glaring at the guy. "Now apologize to her."

The guy grabbed Joey by the best handhold he could get, which was one of Joey's shoulder buckles. "What did you say, you punk?"

Joey wanted to punch the guy; he came dangerously close. Thankfully, he remembered where he was, and that punching a park guest was a one-way ticket to unemployment. He knew that well enough from past experience. By this time a crowd gathered, but, of course, no one stepped in to help. Instead they were egging the two men on, hoping for a fight. Joey was very familiar with this scenario, as well.

"Eek! Someone please help!" Kit screamed in a high-pitched voice that Joey was sure could pierce both heaven and hell if they existed. Everyone around who hadn't already stopped to watch definitely was now.

"Look, pal, let's just forget this ever happened," said Joey, trying to be the keeper of the peace.

"You think I'm gonna forgive you for causing me to spill my meal and then smarting off to me?" the man asked heatedly.

"That is enough," interrupted a very angry and authoritative voice. The crowd parted as Seto walked in on the scene with several guards at his side. "My security must be going lax if they let trash like you into my park," Seto observed before barking orders to his men. "Get him out of here."

They replied with a quick 'yessir' and dragged the ill-tempered man off of Joey and hauled him off kicking and screaming.

"If the rest of you wish to continue your day here at Kaiba Land, then I suggest you move along," Seto announced to the crowd which quickly dispersed like a cloud of flies. At last, Seto was able to turn his attention the employee standing in what was left of a very expensive outfit.

Joey nearly flinched when he saw the expression of anger and disgust on Seto's face. "Come with me, Wheeler." Seto's voice rang with an ire he had never heard before. Hesitantly, Joey followed the CEO to a room full of computers and projector parts on shelves. The walk to the room felt like hours to Joey.

"So, Wheeler, I see you managed to make a mess of things, and only in the first week."

"Look, Kaiba, I can explain," Joey started.

"That's Mr. Kaiba," he harshly reminded. "And there's no explanation needed, not when you're wearing it. I don't suppose the assistant I assigned you informed you of how much money was invested in that outfit."

"Yeah… she did," said Joey gloomily.

"Not only did you destroy a perfectly good costume, you also started a riot, in MY game park. Do you think I want the press to think that Kaiba Land is another place where a brawl can break out at anytime involving MY own employees?"

"It was an accident," Joey said in his defense.

"Accident or not, Wheeler, it's your problem now," Seto barked back at him. "If I hadn't already invested so much good money into your position I would fire you this instant. However, firing you doesn't seem like a fitting enough punishment, and I don't feel like spending weeks going through another tiresome application process. So from now on, half of your paycheck will be going to the damages you caused."

Joey's cheeks were flushed with anger, causing him to snap back. "Ya know what, Mr. Kaiba," he started in a mocking tone, "you expect perfection from everyone 'round ya, but you yourself are far from perfect. Your life is totally messed up, just you and your brother living alone together surrounded by servants. And what 'bout that rumor about your father killing himself and somehow YOU ended up with the corporation. Not really a shining mark on your wonderful reputation. You're far from perfect, so stop demanding perfection for everyone else." Joey felt relieved about getting all that off his chest, but that moment passed as soon as it came and Joey's face turned white.

Much to his surprise, Seto had no witty comeback or insult for him. Instead he had a glare that would have made any weaker man faint in terror. "Don't think for a minute, Wheeler, that you know anything about me or Mokuba." Seto walked out of the room, slamming the door harshly behind him, leaving Joey alone in a state of shock.

"I swear, this is the last time I take him anywhere," Bakura thought irritably as he wandered around Kaiba Land in search for his runaway. "I look away for two seconds and suddenly he's gone. I should just leave him here."

He paused in his hunt when he heard the commotion and a girl screaming for help. He glanced over and immediately saw the source of the scream. A crowd was gathered around a pair of men, one of them dressed in what appeared to be a bad cosplay outfit. Bakura recognized him as one of his vessel's friends from school. Since he had nothing better to do, he decided to stand by and watch. Perhaps the idiots would start throwing punches; heck if he was lucky, blood might be drawn. He was disappointed when none other than the owner of the park, Seto Kaiba, paraded in and broke up the conflict as well as the crowd around it.

Bakura watched with piqued interest as the one named Joey was ridiculed. Bakura, being one for immaculate details, noticed several things about the pair. "Could they be…? No, not quite." One was still completely oblivious, no surprises there. The other simply didn't know how to convey it. Bakura scowled. "I really must not have anything better to do if I'm wasting my time considering this." Still, on the bright side, if something were to develop, it could certainly be a source of amusement for him.

Suddenly he felt a tugging on his jacket sleeve. Looked like his runaway had found him. "Bakura, look, I got us some cotton candy," a tanned youth with too much eyeliner said happily, holding two wads of spun sugar on paper cones and offering him one.

Bakura gave it a look of distaste. He must have told the tomb keeper over a thousand times that he didn't like crap like that. But apparently that wasn't enough to have it sink in. "I've already told you, Malik, I don't like cotton candy."

"But it's so much fun to eat," Malik said taking a piece off of one and sticking it into his mouth. "It starts off as cotton and then it vanishes on your tongue."

"If you like it so much then eat them both," Bakura said before stalking off.

Malik gave him a displeased pout and followed him. "Fine, more for me."

KD: Nyaw, they're so cute. Hooray for thiefshipping. Poor Joey, how will this occurence affect his life in the future? More importantly, why am I the author asking you the readers about such an important plot device? Stay tuned!