Wow, I got the second story done fast.The begining is in Mokuba's POV.

I own nothing but the plot.

Wal-Mart

This was the day. The day that I, Mokuba Kaiba, will show my brother how clever I was. My plans you may ask? Well it's simple my naive friend, with my ingenues skills I will take over and rule Wal-Mart! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! Yes Wal-Mart! The place you love and cherish and buy items at really low prices. How will I do it; well, you'll just have to wait and see.

Today the CEO of Wal-Mart is coming to inspect the store. His name is James David Smith, or as some have gotten to know him, Mr. Smith.

There are two very importune things about Mr. Smith: one, he's not very bright at all. He's about as smart as Joey. How he can manage a vast business like Wal-Mart I will never know. Second, he has a gamboling addiction. He's lost three cars to every casino he's been to. He would probably bet his own company; which is what I'm hopping.

The massive sliding glass doors open as I come to the building. Many citizens are running all around pushing shopping carts heaped to the brim with presence. Presence that when their children, grandchildren, or who ever else they're shopping for will awake to find enormous and plentiful boxes wrapped in bright shinny paper filled with grateful wonders.

Hum, I wonder what Seto wants for Christmas? He never did answer my question.

Anyway, where was I… Oh ya, now I remember. TAKEING OVER WAL-MART!

Walking over to costume service I spot him. Mr. Smith is a very lanky man, a little shorter then my brother, but just as thin. On his wrinkly round face are huge Coke-bottle glasses. His Curly nappy hair is the same brownish gray color as his square mustache. Seto would say he was hit with an ugly stick, but I think this guy was beaten with it.

Mr. Smith is standing alone watching. Just watching, waiting for something interesting to happen. Now is my chance.

"Mr. Smith." He turned to look at me. Man, I wish he didn't, He was hideous. The ugliest guy I've ever seen.

"Yes?"

"I'm here for business." Ya I know not the best thing to say, but I'm still working on it.

He giggled, ya giggled, a grown man in his forties giggling. Trying very badly to hide his smile, which was stained with coffee three times over. Has he ever heard of tooth past, apparently not.

"The candy is up to the left little girl."

There are many things in this world that I hate. Swear if I'm called a girl one more time! Many evil plots went through my mind.

"I'm not a girl! I'm a boy and my names Mokuba Kaiba and I have a deal that you won't regret!"

He recognizes my name see how his eyes lit up when I said it. It's very weird, I see it every time I was or almost was kidnapped.

"Mokuba Kaiba you say, as in Seto Kaiba's little brother?" his tone of voice sounds like Pegasus when I first met him.

"Yes, I'm him, the one and only."

"Follow me." His smile seemed evil.

When I was younger my brother always told me not to talk to strangers, people with weapons, and people you got bad vibes from. Not knowing what kind of person Mr. Smith was I took precaution. By the looks of him, a tazer should work fine.

Sitting down in a dark office, Mr. Smith turned on the lights.

"So, young Kaiba what is it you have to offer me?"

"Are you a gamboling man Mr. Smith," With any luck Seto's smooth talking and superiority would rub off on me.

"What's your proposal."

Well, here I go, please let your skills rub off on me. "Well, as you may know with me you could take over Kaiba corp."

"Go." He seems interested.

"I'll make you a deal, if you beat me at Black Jack then I'll give you Kaiba Corp."

If Seto was hearing this he would flip. He loves that company just about as much as he loves me. If I lost he would be POed. The bright side of it is that he would be home more with me. What's there to lose?

"And if you win?"

"Then I get Wal-Mart."

"You've got yourself a deal kid."

"Good." I pulled a folded piece of paper out of my pocket. "Sign here."

After he signed it, I dealt out the cards.

Let's see here a two and a three, not good and by the look on Mr. Smith's face, really not good.

"Hit." A six; that still only makes eleven. "Hit." An ace.

"So are you ready for defeat kid?"

"Ready."

"Fourteen. I do believe I won, so hand over your company!"

"Not so fast," I laid down my card. "Twenty-one. That means I win!"

"What!? No way a little bat like you would ever beat me!"

"Ah, but I did. So now I own Wal-Mart! Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha!"

Normal POV

Mokuba psychotically laughed as Seto entered his room.

"Mokuba, bed time."

"AW, but big brother!" Mokuba whined, "I just took over Wal-Mart."

Seto rose an eyebrow, "You have school in the morning, you 'manage' Wal-Mart later."

"Okay." Mokuba sighed, crawling into bed.

"Good night Seto."

"Good night Mokuba." Seto turned off his brother's light and headed to his own room.

'I've got to stop giving him so much sugar before bedtime.'

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