Title: Cover Story

Summary: In which Judai and Yugi attempt to bluff their way out of a situation. Aftermath of "Assemble! Yu-Tagonists." Drabble fic. More Secret Agents AU.

They were stopped by border security on the way back of all things.

The burly officer squinted through the rolled down window of the convertible, trying to peer into the unlit interior. "Are you even old enough to drive?" he demanded.

Yugi fidgeted in the driver's seat. "I'm 18," he mumbled unhappily.

"Right," the officer drawled. "And I don't suppose you can show me some ID?" Yugi and Judai, who was riding shotgun briefly exchanged looks of panic.

"Of course," said Yugi, fishing into the glove compartment and handed over a wallet.

"So, Mr. Suzie Williams was it?" The officer read out loud sounding less and less amused. Yugi flushed to the roots of his hair as he heard a muffled giggle from the back and privately promised to have a talk about how it is not proper decorum to laugh at a commanding officer.

"Oh, sorry," said Yugi even as Judai frantically started to search his pockets. "That must be my girlfriend's."

"Of course it is," said the officer. "And just what are you kids doing way out here? You do realize you are about to cross a restricted border?"

"What?" said Judai loudly, pointing an accusing finger at Yugi. "I thought you said you didn't need instructions, Eugene!"

"I said I didn't need your instructions, Jason!" Yugi shot back, wildly gesturing with his hands. "If you were driving, we'd end up on Mars!"

Looking fed up with their banter, the officer said, "Alright, enough!" Yugi and Judai quieted and shot exasperated looks at each other. 'Eugene?' Yugi mouthed, horrified. Judai shrugged sheepishly.

"So, tell me again what you two were doing to end up out here at three in the morning?" The man interrupted their silent conversation, pulling out a recorder.

"We were just going to do touristy-things," said Judai just as Yugi answered, "We were going camping."

After a beat, Yugi amended, "We haven't decided yet."

"Sounds nice," said the guard. "And can you tell me the number on your license plate by any chance?"

"Uh," said Yugi and Judai.

"Interesting," said the guard, "It's curious you don't know it; your license plate number also happens to belong to a particular 73 year old Ms. Williams who reported her car missing just about 12 hours ago."

"Shit," said Judai as Yugi buried his reddening face in his hands as someone kicked the back of his seat.

"Now, I want you two to get out of the stolen vehicle. And whoever's sitting in the back too," the officer ordered, a hand not so subtly lingering on his holster. "The joyride is over, kids."

Yugi and Judai sighed and unbuckled their seat belts. 'Now what?' Yugi mouthed. For a moment, Judai hummed thoughtfully before his eyes lit up somewhat maniacally.

'Leave it to me,' Judai mouthed back and Yugi suddenly wished he hadn't asked. Yugi and Judai shuffled out of the car.

"I'm sure this is all a big misunderstanding, Officer!" Yugi said, clasping his hands together and drawing attention away from the fact that Judai was slowly edging away.

The burly man rolled his eyes. "I've heard that one before, kid," he said, reaching for his belt. "Now hold your hands up where I can see 'em; mommy and daddy can pick you up at the precinct—-" Before the officer had a chance to finish his sentence, he slumped to the ground twitching revealing a grinning Judai.

Yugi let out a groan. "I can't believe we stole a car from an elderly woman," he said. "What are we going to say to Atem and Yusei-kun?"

"Forget about the car," said Yuma, springing out from the back seat and pulling at his hair. "We just tazed a cop! That's definitely illegal!"

"At least 85.9% of everything we do is illegal, Yuma," Astral reminded him calmly, climbing over a cackling Yuya to poke his head out from the door. "But we wouldn't have needed to do any of this if our original vehicle could have been salvaged."

"Well, it's not like I wrecked our getaway car on purpose," Judai said with just a hint of petulance. "Having grenades thrown at you can do a number on your ride."

"Next time," said Yugi vehemently, "We are not going anywhere without a proper cover story!"