Hey guys. I've tried to write the next chapter for New Year's because I wanted it to be a general all-in-one holiday season present to you all, but I got stuck. I've been trying off and on since then to very little avail. I'll post a teaser of what I have for the next chapter, though it might not even be used. I'm planning on rewriting the entire thing because I want to know where I went wrong with my ideas. As far as I can remember, the main plot is but a nearly transparent, squiggly, tangled up thread, and this makes me too sad/confused to figure out how to continue. So my plan is to rewrite what I've got, uploading as I go along (otherwise I really would never upload anything XD), and hopefully you will see more progress in the story. I really do hope to finish this. I had an idea that I really liked, and it would be my first finished long fic! If you wish, let me know what you think of my plan to rewrite, if you think it is worth it or whatever. And let me know what you think of the rewrite once I get it up. And here is the teaser!
POV Pegasus
I finally found my car, hidden among the warehouses cleverly disguised (in reality, it sat at the entrance with a large yellow plastic bag caught on one of the side mirrors). My poor baby, it must have missed me! How dare someone vandalize and hide you (the car)!
POV Yugi
Groaning, I, once again, groggily awoke to strange surroundings. Only instead of a bare warehouse, I found myself in a luxurious, plush bedroom filled with roses and rose-themed items. Everywhere. Though I had been knocked out and transported against my own will again, at least this time was a more comfortable trip. My wrists were moisturized and bandaged, and the rest of me was also clean and bandaged. I wore a reddish-pink pair of fleece pajamas. Well, roses, so I must be in Pegasus's house? I kicked myself out of the bed and stumbled to a door, hoping to find a bathroom but ending up in a closet: a huge closet filled with red suits with a huge portrait of a young, blonde woman in the center of all the clothes—suits. With the identity of the houseowner confirmed, I tried going back the way I came in search of the bathroom. But the entrance had disappeared. Somehow I found myself amidst the racks and rows of suits as opposed to gazing at them from slightly further away. Either I'm losing control of my body, or something weird just happened to the room, and, unfortunately, both options are completely plausible. With no other option aside from sitting down and hoping for rescue, I pressed forwards through the sea of suits.
I tired quickly, for pushing through masses of suits is hard work. I decided to rest for a moment, my entire body aching both from the abuse and the exertion. I must have fallen asleep during my rest, because the next moment, my eyes flew open to find my face buried in one of the red suits. Only the suit was warm and a rhythmic sound pulsated throughout. Surprised, I scrambled up, pushing against the suit, surprised (again) that there was quite a bit of resistance, I crashed backwards, banging my head on the ground – the soft, plushy, carpeted ground. I bit my lip but whimpered loudly enough for it to be useless as sharp pains shot through my body, and my head pounded, pressure pushing against my eyes. Pushing against the suit had strained my wrists, stretching and then quickly contracting the raw skin. While lying on the ground with my eyes scrunched in pain, I felt a shadow fall over my face.
"Hey kid," a gruff voice sounded, probably belonging to the shadow over me. "What do you think you're doing with such disrespectful actions towards Pegasus-sama?"
Suddenly I was roughly whisked into the air. Whimpering louder as the sudden movement caused the headache to worsen, I feebly kicked out and connected with air.
Pegasus cleared his throat pointedly. I was placed gently on the ground, though my feet could not support my weight, so I collapsed anyways. Giving up on trying to understand the situation I was in, I closed my eyes and promptly fell asleep.
When I next awoke, I smelled the scent of eggs frying and buttered toast.
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