Scene: Yami, Yugi, Ryou and Bakura are all trapped in a storeroom in the supermarket. Yami led them in there in his search for tinned Spam. The door swung shut and locked behind them, the store clerk locked up for the night, and now they're trapped.
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"So, tell me Pharaoh..." Bakura began, sitting on a sack of potatoes. "Exactly how did we wind up here again?"
"Oh shut it" Yami replied, sitting on a large wooden crate and sulking. "It's not like you knew where we were going either."
"Yes, but at least I wouldn't have let the door swing shut behind us," Bakura snapped back.
"Guys, please!" Yugi butted in. "It wasn't Yami's fault that we wound up in here - he didn't know that the store room had an external lock on the door! Besides, he was only looking to see -"
"Oh be quiet, you pathetic excuse for an aibou."
"What?!"
"You heard me. Now how about you either sit down and shut up, or get us out of here?"
Yugi made as if he was about to argue some more, but dropped it and sat on a bag of carrots, his chin in his hands and his elbows on his knees.
Ryou squatted down next to his Yami. "Now really Bakura, there was no need for that. We should all at least try to be civil to eachother -" Bakura silenced Ryou with a glare. "Might I suggest you shut up too? Else I might be tempted to tell carrot-boy over there -" Bakura gestured to Yugi. "- exactly what's really going through your head right now."
Ryou sighed. The disadvantage of having a Yami like Bakura, he decided, was that he really didn't care if he embarrassed his aibou or not. His legs began to ache, so he sat on the floor and leaned up against the wall.
After about five minutes of looking at eachother had passed, Yugi gave in. He needed sound to keep his sanity. "So, hey guys, why don't we try to play a game to pass the time or something?" Yugi asked desperately, hating the silence. Yami nodded nonchalantly, and Ryou smiled at this idea. Bakura also grinned, but in a way that left Yugi feeling distinctly nervous. "Sure, can I suggest a game? It's called 'Throw potatoes at carrot-boy', and only one person can play at a time. I'll go first!" Bakura grabbed a potato from the sack. "Sure you wanna play a game, Yugi?"
Yugi sweatdropped and held his hands up. "No, it's ok, it was just an idea."
Bakura went to put the potato down, but suddenly pelted it at Ryou as hard as he could. "I heard that, and you'd be crabby too if you kept hearing those sick things!"
Ryou rubbed his head and blushed. "S-sorry, Bakura. I'll try not to pass them over to you..."
Bakura hopped off his sack and grabbed Ryou with one hand by the scruff of the neck. "No, you won't try to not send them... You WON'T! Period! Got that?" Ryou nodded his understanding, and Bakura let him go. "And why is the Pharaoh so quiet?" he asked, addressing Yami. "Has the Pharaoh got a great idea so we can escape? Or is he just reminding himself not to go near the broom cupboard when he gets home?"
Yami scowled at Bakura. "You'd be smart to keep quiet, you know," he muttered, glaring.
Bakura pretended to be surprised. "Oh? What was that? A threat?" Bakura turned away from Yami in disgust. "What're you gonna do, throw a cabbage at me? Or maybe hold me at carrot-point until I promise to be nice to everyone?"
Yami said nothing, but simply gritted his teeth in fury. Yugi stood up and walked over to him, reaching up and putting an arm around his Yami's shoulder. "Look, just ignore him. I don't want to know what Ryou's thinking that makes him so crabby, but we'll get out of here tomorrow morning, and then we can just keep a distance from him for a while. Please?"
Before Yami could reply, Bakura's voice chimed in. "Oh goodie, a whole night with the Pharaoh, carrot-boy and -" he flicked his eyes in Ryou's direction "- that sick freak's thoughts." Putting on the same voice as Pegasus used to describe Mr Funny Bunny to Kaiba, he added "I can hardly contain my excitement..."
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Well, that's chapter one! This is my first humour story, so please review and lemme know what you think! Alternatively, you could read my other stories (Out in the Cold and In the Warmth are both very short and easy to follow, so there's no excuses there!) or... jus do whatever! ^_^
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"So, tell me Pharaoh..." Bakura began, sitting on a sack of potatoes. "Exactly how did we wind up here again?"
"Oh shut it" Yami replied, sitting on a large wooden crate and sulking. "It's not like you knew where we were going either."
"Yes, but at least I wouldn't have let the door swing shut behind us," Bakura snapped back.
"Guys, please!" Yugi butted in. "It wasn't Yami's fault that we wound up in here - he didn't know that the store room had an external lock on the door! Besides, he was only looking to see -"
"Oh be quiet, you pathetic excuse for an aibou."
"What?!"
"You heard me. Now how about you either sit down and shut up, or get us out of here?"
Yugi made as if he was about to argue some more, but dropped it and sat on a bag of carrots, his chin in his hands and his elbows on his knees.
Ryou squatted down next to his Yami. "Now really Bakura, there was no need for that. We should all at least try to be civil to eachother -" Bakura silenced Ryou with a glare. "Might I suggest you shut up too? Else I might be tempted to tell carrot-boy over there -" Bakura gestured to Yugi. "- exactly what's really going through your head right now."
Ryou sighed. The disadvantage of having a Yami like Bakura, he decided, was that he really didn't care if he embarrassed his aibou or not. His legs began to ache, so he sat on the floor and leaned up against the wall.
After about five minutes of looking at eachother had passed, Yugi gave in. He needed sound to keep his sanity. "So, hey guys, why don't we try to play a game to pass the time or something?" Yugi asked desperately, hating the silence. Yami nodded nonchalantly, and Ryou smiled at this idea. Bakura also grinned, but in a way that left Yugi feeling distinctly nervous. "Sure, can I suggest a game? It's called 'Throw potatoes at carrot-boy', and only one person can play at a time. I'll go first!" Bakura grabbed a potato from the sack. "Sure you wanna play a game, Yugi?"
Yugi sweatdropped and held his hands up. "No, it's ok, it was just an idea."
Bakura went to put the potato down, but suddenly pelted it at Ryou as hard as he could. "I heard that, and you'd be crabby too if you kept hearing those sick things!"
Ryou rubbed his head and blushed. "S-sorry, Bakura. I'll try not to pass them over to you..."
Bakura hopped off his sack and grabbed Ryou with one hand by the scruff of the neck. "No, you won't try to not send them... You WON'T! Period! Got that?" Ryou nodded his understanding, and Bakura let him go. "And why is the Pharaoh so quiet?" he asked, addressing Yami. "Has the Pharaoh got a great idea so we can escape? Or is he just reminding himself not to go near the broom cupboard when he gets home?"
Yami scowled at Bakura. "You'd be smart to keep quiet, you know," he muttered, glaring.
Bakura pretended to be surprised. "Oh? What was that? A threat?" Bakura turned away from Yami in disgust. "What're you gonna do, throw a cabbage at me? Or maybe hold me at carrot-point until I promise to be nice to everyone?"
Yami said nothing, but simply gritted his teeth in fury. Yugi stood up and walked over to him, reaching up and putting an arm around his Yami's shoulder. "Look, just ignore him. I don't want to know what Ryou's thinking that makes him so crabby, but we'll get out of here tomorrow morning, and then we can just keep a distance from him for a while. Please?"
Before Yami could reply, Bakura's voice chimed in. "Oh goodie, a whole night with the Pharaoh, carrot-boy and -" he flicked his eyes in Ryou's direction "- that sick freak's thoughts." Putting on the same voice as Pegasus used to describe Mr Funny Bunny to Kaiba, he added "I can hardly contain my excitement..."
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Well, that's chapter one! This is my first humour story, so please review and lemme know what you think! Alternatively, you could read my other stories (Out in the Cold and In the Warmth are both very short and easy to follow, so there's no excuses there!) or... jus do whatever! ^_^