"ATTACK!"
Marik jumped out from behind a bush, dragging a chair and a couple of ropes. Needless to say, Yami was trapped pretty quickly. He glowered as Marik approached him.
Yami glared. "What is the meaning of—is that a clip board? Why do you have a clip board?"
Marik smiled evilly. "I told you that you were going to answer my question. Now start talking."
Yami slumped in his chair, defeated. "Fine. Do your worst."
Marik held up his clip board.
He glanced at the question.
He turned to Yami.
"Do you think the kids should just give the Trix Rabbit the darned cereal?"
"What."
"Seriously."
"That's your question!"
"Yeah."
"I… yes. Yes, they should."
"'Kay, thanks."
Yami considered seeking professional help.
For Marik.
"Hey! Where are you going? Untie me!"
"Not yet," Kaiba said, snapping on his duel disk.
Yami groaned.
Then he proceeded to kick Kaiba's ass while tied to a chair.
All in all, it was a rather typical day.