Chapter 12

"You can still back out now if you want." Melvin said. We were both in fighting stances.

"No way. I'll get Marik back, even if I have to beat him out of you. And once I'm through, I'll tell Ai that you've been trying to kill Bakura."

"Cute. But let me ask you this: Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?"

"Not danced, but kissed. And it was daylight. Besides, what do you think I'm doing right now? But enough talk. Have at you!"

I ran towards him, yelling a battle cry. He went for a kick, which was just what I wanted. I slid under him and grabbed that raised leg.

"What the-"

I pulled down fierce on the leg, pulling him to the ground. I grabbed his other leg and pulled them so his feet touched his back, and sat on his shoulder blades, disabling his arms.

"Let me go!"

"Are you insane? Don't answer that. I'm not about to let you go after I've got you where I want you. And now for part two."

I inhaled deeply and let out a piercing cry. "BAKUUUUUUURRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

It took him a few minutes, but he came out of the RV, sleep still in his eyes. "What the bloody hell do you want at this-" He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the scene before him.

"Could you please fetch the rope from the closet?" I asked. He slowly nodded and went back in. All the while, Melvin was flailing his arms in an attempt to get me off of him. After much struggling, we got him tied up. We even had to put a binding in his mouth because he started biting.

"Bakura, you seem to have an influence over situations like this. You would be more effective in bringing Marik back than I would."

"Fine." he grumbled, and crouched down so he was eye level with a sitting Melvin.

"Marik, if you can hear me, I miss you. Please come back." he said. Immediately, Melvin began to writhe. It was kind of hilarious because he fell on the floor and it looked like he was doing the worm. But this wasn't the time for laughter. After much writhing and muffled screaming, his hair went limp and we knew Marik was back. I untied his bindings and put the rope back in the closet.

I fell back and let Gypsy take over.

Gypsy's POV

When I regained consciousness, I was staring at Bakura and Marik, the latter of whom was on the floor unconscious. I picked him up and put him in his bed.

"And that takes care of that." I said, climbing back up to my bunk. I fell asleep quickly after.

The next morning, I woke up early to make everyone a nice breakfast of bacon and eggs. As people woke up, the bed was reverted into a dinette again.

"Put sneakers on today. Today, we dine in Hershey Park!" I shouted.

And so we drove to Hershey Park. We had to make a stop at a local grocery store because tickets were sold on a discount there.

"Why do we have to get these stamps?" Marik asked.

"The park does this so if you leave, you can get back in." I said, my hand being stamped violently with ultraviolet ink.

"As childish as it seems, I want you guys to tie your wrists to the rope. This is a big place, and I don't want you getting lost. Marik, I'm looking at you." I watched as everyone tied the rope around their wrists loosely.

We passed through the turn stalls and into the park.

"You asked for a theme park Marik. Welcome to Hershey Park."