For my lovely beta, 'cause it was her idea.
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"Marik, what are you doing?"
Marik quickly slipped the tube of antiseptic into his pocket and turned around to face the person leaning in the doorway behind him.
"Hello, Malik. How are you today?"
Malik rolled his eyes. "Aaand you've officially done something wrong. I can tell by that lovely tone of voice. Now, I repeat; what are you doing?"
Marik ran a hand through his hair. "Oh, you know. Same old same old."
"What are you doing with that antiseptic?"
Marik looked down at the tube. "What, this? Nothing, nothing at all."
"Marik."
Marik made a face. "Sheesh, someone's grumpy. I'm bringing it to Bakura."
Malik sighed. "I'll probably regret asking, but why does Bakura need antiseptic?"
"He… had a bit of an accident."
"Oh really?"
"Involving cat burglary."
"Cat burglary."
"Yes."
"Just when I thought he couldn't be a bigger idiot. What did he do, forget to wrap his hand before he punched through the window? Trip over a glass table? Have a run-in with the house pit bull?"
"Er—not exactly."
Just then, Bakura came storming down the hallway. Malik did a double take. "Bakura—what the hell—?! You look like someone threw you in a meat grinder!"
Bakura growled at him. "Here's some advice for you, Malik; when someone tells you to try cat burglary… don't try and steal an actual cat. It doesn't work." With that, he grabbed the tube of antiseptic from Marik and marched out the door, not looking back.
Later, the neighbors swore you could have heard Malik laughing from a mile away.
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