Little Missy Knocked On The Door, After Waiting Around For a Few Seconds The Door Opened Itself Revealing a Older Woman With Long Grey Hair Going All The Way To Her Waist

"My If It Isn't Missy Herself" She Placed a Hand On Her Cheek And Gave The Younger Girl a Sweet Smile "What Can I Do For You?"

"Hi Miss Graham" She Waved Her Tiny Hand "Is Michael Here?" She Took a Peek Inside The House, Looking For Her Friend

"Yes, Yuma Arrived Not Too Long Ago" She Giggled a Little Bit "They Should Be In His Room, Have Fun Dear" She Then Stepped Out Of The Way, Missy Bowed Before Entering Her Friend's House.

The Place Itself Was Extremely Well Kept, Not a Single Object Was Out Of Place And There Was No Sight Of Any Kind Of Dirty In The House, So Much So That Missy Nearly Face-Planted The Floor Because Of How Clean It Was.

Eventually She Entered Michael's Room…Only To Find Him And Yuma Passed Out On His Table, Stacks Of Papers Surrounding Them, Picking One Of Them And Analyzing A Bit She Shook Her Head.

"Homework" Her Head Dipped As She Face-Palmed Herself "Of Course It Is Homework"

She Then Started To Look Around In His Room And Found a Big Book About Space Travel, To Give Credit Where Credit Is Due He Would Actually Read Those Books, She Picked The Heavy Object, Walked Up To Her Friends And Dropped It Between Them.

Both Of Them Jumped From Their Seats, Screaming Bloody Murder, Michael Had a Sheet Of Paper Glued To His Left Cheek

"WHAT'S HAPPENING?!" Both Of Them Started To Look Left And Right In A Desperate Bid To Find The Source Of The Noise, Until They Reared Their Head Back And Saw Noneother Than Missy, Her Arms Crossed And A Deadpan Expression Plastered Across Her Face.

"Hey Missy!" Michael Waved At Her, Managing To Break a Small Smile Trough Her Face

"Missy!" Yuma Lunged Forward Into a Hug, Only For Missy To Side-Step Her Friend, Making The Poor Girl Collide Face First Into The Wall.

"So" Michael Removed The Paper From His Cheek "Why Are You Here?" He Tilted His Head

"There Will Be a Tournament Happening Soon, And I Wanted To Know If You Guys Wanted To Participate?" She Crouched Down To Pick Little Yuma Off The Floor And Fixing Her Orange Hair.
"You Bet!" Michael Jumped From His Chair "Tachyon Dragon And I Will Have So Much Fun!" He Started To Jump Up And Down While Holding His Ace High Above His Head

"Where Did You Pull That Thing From?" Yuma After Regaining Some Sense To Speak Tilted Her Head

"I Always Keep Him With Me, I Don't Want To Part Myself From Him" He Strook a Proud Pose While Thrusting His Card Forward

"And You Do When You Need To Take a Bath?" Missy Crossed Her Arms

"I Place Him In a Sleeve" He Rolled His Eyes, As If This Was The Most Obvious Course Of Actions

"Michael…I Think You Have A…" Yuma Scratched The Back Of Her Hair "...Issue"

"It's Not an Issue!" He Stomped His Feet On The Ground "It's Called Dedication! I Can Stop Wherever I Want!" He Huffed While Crossing His Arms And Turning Away From His Friends

"Okay" Missy Now Had a Smug Smile On Her Face "Place The Card Down For 5 Minutes, If You Do…" She Took a Card Out Of Her Deck Holster "I Will Let You Have My Night Papilloperative" She Waved The Card In Front Of Him

"Pshhh, Easy" He Had a Smug Smile Of His Own As He Placed Galaxy-Eyes On The Table Behind Him And Crossed His Arms

"Okay, Let's See How Long You Will Last" Missy Stuffed Her Card Back Into The Deck, And Dragged Both Her Friends Out Of The Room "We Gotta Discuss The Tournament"

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While Both Girls Were Discussing The Tournament, Like Who Was Gonna Go First, The Team's Name, If They Should Wear Uniforms…Etcetera

Michael Was Bordering On A Mental Breakdown, He Was Sweating Cold And His Skin Was Pale As Snow, He Was Shaking Head To Toe, Missy Noticing Her Friend's Miserable State Smiled Gleefully

"What's Wrong Michael?" She Tilted Her Head "Can't Stay Away From Your Precious Dragon?"

"N-No, I-I Mean Yes I-I Can!" He Grabbed The Edge Of The Table They Were Sitting On, Which Promptly Started To Shake As Well "I-I Am J-Just C-Cold"

"I Don't Know, What If The Glass Cup You Had On The Table Suddenly…Fall On Top Of It" Missy Made a Exaggerated Expression With Her Hands "Or Worse, It Reflects The Sunlight Into a Beam, And Is Burning The Card As We Speak!"

A Image Of Tachyon Dragon's Card Being Consumed In Flames Crossed Little Michael's Mind, And That Was The Last Straw The Broke The Camel's Back, Michael Became a Blur As He Sprinted Into His Room, Which Promptly Caused His Friends To Melt Into a Giggling Fit

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Bursting Into His Room He Found His Card Next To The Glass Of Water….Completely Fine.

He Was Quick To Gently Take The Card In His Hands, Smiling Upon Seeing The Artwork

"Don't Worry, Buddy" He Ran His Finger Across The Edges Of The Card "I Will Be There For You" And a Low…Growl Was Heard, The Young Duelist Then Looked Left And Right Before Ultimately Shrugging.

"Come On Michael! We Gotta Decide On a Team Name!" The Voice Of Yuma Rang Across The Walls Of His Home.

"Coming!" He Then Placed The Card In His Deck Holster And Bolted To Meet With His Friends.

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Opening His Eyes, Michael Found Himself Still In The Same Hospital Bed, Rubbing His Eyes And Sighing He Looked Out In The Window, The Sun Had Started To Rise

He Had a Small, Albeit Genuine, Smile On His Face As The Memory Played In His Mind…When He And Missy Were Still Friends.

There Was Still Time Until The Day Had Truly Began, And He Would Take His Sweet Time To Rest….

And That's It Folks! I Hope I Was Able To Convey How Different Michael's Mindset Was Back Then Compared To Now, And Currently I Am Debating With Myself If I Should Make This Tournament a Fully Fledged Arc, IDK It Could Be Catastrophic To The Rhythm Of The Story, Or It Could Be The Perfect Ground To Flesh Out Our Trio Before Missy's Betrayal Took Place

Only Time Will Tell!
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