Pound! Pound! Pound!
"Where are all the waffles!?"
Bakura was in the middle of lathering his fluffy hair when he heard the sudden screeching on the other side of the door. Even with the shower running at its highest and hottest setting, he could make out Marik's words as clear as if he were right next to him.
"I'm in the shower, Marik!"
There was a pause and then, "That is not the answer to my waffle question! Get out here like the waffle thief you are and face me!"
"I didn't steal your waffles, you idiot! You ate the last ones!"
"I did not!"
Bakura rolled his eyes. "If I come out there, I will purposefully not be wearing a towel just to spite you!"
Another pause from Marik's end. "So come out then!" Bakura had gotten muffled after the words 'come out'.
Bakura laughed sinisterly. "Perhaps I will!"
He left the shower on as he often did (only to be yelled about wasting water hours later) and stepped out, completely drenched and gleaming. He had a dark grin plastered on his face as he walked to the door, keeping his promise not to don a towel. And then...he opened the door wide and laughed manically (because he already laughed sinisterly). "You rang?"
Naked Bakura not effective!
"I want my waffles," Marik insisted. His eyes remained locked on Bakura's face.
Bakura frowned dangerously (safety is for nerds). "I'm naked! How are you not seeing this?"
"And I want my waffles," Marik said, once again in the same matter-of-fact voice.
"You are impossible," Bakura growled. Suddenly, his grin came back. "But I insist you come with me!" Then he pulled Marik into the shower and shoved him up against a wall and began making out with him as steamy water rained down upon them.
Ryo passed by the bathroom, did a double take, and kept walking. Yep, just another Tuesday.