A/N: This has actually been done for a while, but I kept forgetting to post it. *shot* Seems that updates are going relatively well, though. Hurray!
Another thing I forgot: anime-on-replay wrote an awesome fic based on this one called "In Which Everything Is Under My Control," which is from Yami Bakura's point of view. Go read it!
Thank you to HereWeGoOnceMore for the beta, and thank you to all of you for continuing to read and review! :D
I think this chapter is stupider than usual... XD
Previously Forgotten Disclaimer: Disclaimed
Entry 38
OMG LAND. LAAAAAND!
Entry 39
We have finally, finally, finally reached Japan. I am so happy I think that I could cry. I won't, since it would make my eyeliner run, but still. The sentiment is the same.
The Rare Hunters are pulling us into port as I write this.
Time to break out the celebratory Doritos, methinks.
Entry 40
By the time this is over, I'm going to be so fucking crazy, swear.
TOO LATE.
No one asked you. Anyway, when I stepped off the boat, I was so happy to be touching ACTUAL LAND that I threw my bag of Doritos up in the air to express my joy.
Big mistake.
Seagulls. Fucking seagulls everywhere. Damn things snatched the bag right out of the air! I didn't even know their mouths were that big. And since when does Japan even HAVE seagulls?
Also? Apparently, seagulls are big on sharing. As soon as they get a hold of something, they feel the need to alert all their little friends.
How can something that tiny have such big vocal cords?
God, I hate seagulls.
Entry 41
Waiting for Odion to unload my motorcycle. And this one seagull keeps. Watching. Me.
It's planning something, I swear. And I can't look away. It will attack me if I do, I just know it.
I THINK YOU'RE A LITTLE TOO PARANOID FOR YOUR OWN GOOD.
Shut up and watch the damn bird.
Entry 42
YOU KNOW WHAT? I THINK I'LL CALL HIM MARSHALL.
Brilliant.
Entry 43
Ha! Leaving this dock now, you stupid bird! Muahahaha! Victory is mine!
AWW. I'M GOING TO MISS HIM. CAN'T HE COME WITH US?
You know, you're really not doing a very good job of making me want to keep you around.
YOU SUCK.
Cry me a river.
Entry 44
I hate my life.
So, after Odion unloaded my bike, I happily drove off to scope out the city and try to find something to eat, since I no longer had my Doritos, thank you very much, you stupid birds, and you know what?
Guess. Just guess.
It followed me.
That same damn bird followed me around for three whole hours.
AWW. HE LIKES YOU!
This is all your fault.
HEY, YOU'RE THE ONE WHO FED HIM.
... Fuck.
Entry 45
Why did I decide to stay on the boat? I could have gotten a hotel. Or a box somewhere far, far away from anything resembling water.
Marshall's still here. He's eyeing my sandwich this time.
Why won't he just die already?
Oh no. I'm calling it by name. Now it's never going to leave.
I'm going to have to buy water-proof mascara.
Entry 46
Stupid
Evil
Abominable
Gross
Unsavory
Larcenous
Lazy
Seagulls!
Entry 47
Oh, yeah. Learned that there's a Duel Monsters tournament or some shit going on.
Whatever. Too busy plotting seagull demise to care.
Entry 48
Shopping List:
Duel Disk
Shotgun (for seagulls)
Doritos
... I think that about covers it.
Entry 49
Odion didn't bring me back a shotgun. He says it's too destructive.
I never get to do anything fun.
Got a Duel Disk, though. Going to practice on Rare Hunter No. 12. Maybe I'll go easy on him.
... Or maybe I'll use my IGCoD(tm) on him and laugh.
Who the fuck needs cable TV?
Entry 50
I know the shotgun thing didn't go over so well, but maybe I can talk Odion into ordering me a flame thrower. Victory will be mine, dammit.
Also, I watched Finding Nemo. I feel an extreme sense of validation at the pain of two hundred animated seagulls.
YOU REALLY NEED A HOBBY. LIKE STAMP COLLECTING. OR DOGFIGHTING.
How about politics?
THAT'S THE SPIRIT.