Post by Vivinette Rendair on Oct 17, 2008 18:39:23 GMT -5
“Honestly, where do you get these ideas?”
Bakura grinned at Vitani from the other side of the massive whateveritwas. She didn’t know enough to care.
“Call it instinct,” he said with a snort.
“Right. So, exactly what does this thing do?” she asked, brushing her brown bangs from her eyes, squinting in the light reflecting from the metal structure.
“Well… If all goes well, one of two things will happen.” He paused, then continued,”Either a toaster will ricochet at top speed into Baka Pharoah’s hair and prove that it is steel-coated, or said toaster will ricochet at a much lower speed, hitting Jounouchi in the back and forcing Kaiba to catch him, thereby giving us blackmail when we take a picture favoring “puppyshipping.””
“Did you seriously just air quote?”
“Yes. Now pay attention, Tani. If it all goes bad, one of two thing will happen again.”
“Okay? What are they?”
“Well, one, the toaster might actually go through Baka Pharoah’s hair, thereby ending the theory… Although he would have to walk around with a toaster-shaped hole in his hair for days… Actually, that’s pretty win-win. Two, Jounouchi could just fall on his face, and Kaiba could step on him.” He paused again. “Tani, you have to listen.”
“I am! I get it, I get it. Yami’s is win-win either way. Jou’s, not so much.”
“Good job. Now, let’s get ready.”
“Righto.”
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“There comes Baka Pharoah now. Get ready.”
“Right.”
“No, left.”
“What?”
“Ugh, nevermind, Tani. Move over.”
“Right.”
“…Okay then. Ready… and… FIRE!”
The toaster flung itself from the cannon’s mouth, launching straight into Yami’s hair. Astoundingly, when it hit, there was a metallic sound, and the toaster dropped to the ground while Yami looked confused.
“What the…?” He looked up, right when Bakura ran for it, Vitani hot on his heels.
Yami’s brow furrowed. “Bakura,” he growled.
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Later on, Vitani and Bakura arrived again at their spot on the grassy hill.
“Jounouchi and Kaiba always walk home this way.”
“Why, ‘Kura?”
“Kaiba’s the mongrel’s tutor.”
“Oh…”
“Yeah. Now… Put the toaster in. No, not there… Yes, there… Good, good. Oh, there they are! Quick, quick!”
“Sir, yes, sir!”
“Harhar, so funny. Now, get ready…”
“Right. This button?”
“Yeah.”
“Righto.”
“And… Three… Two… One… FIRE!”
Vitani slammed her hand on the button, and the toaster launched itself (again). It hit Jou’s back, as planned, who lost his balance and fell towards Kaiba.
“Jounouchi! Watch it, you baka inu!” Kaiba grumbled as he caught the said boy before he did a face plant.
Immediately, Vitani’s camera clicked, catching several pictures of the two in the very precarious position.
“Got ‘em, ‘Kura-chan!”
“Good… Oh, crap, they’re looking this way… Oh, God! Kaiba, don’t point that gun at me! Run, Tani!”
With that they sprinted off again, laughing to themselves.
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“Now… We can make money off this,” Bakura announced.
Vitani had successfully manipulated the photos on her computer so they looked more like as lovers than ‘student-tutor’.
Marik grinned wildly. “Hell yes we can!” he said with a bark-like laugh, swinging his arm dramatically and knocking several piles of cd cases to the floor. “Whoops.”
“Marik! What have I told you!” Vitani chided, glaring at the psycho.
“Not to knock anything off?” he answered, raising an eyebrow.
“Precisely,” she said primly before turning back to her moniter and printing the pictures out.
Bakura grinned sinisterly. “This will be a smash with the press.”
“You’re talking British again, Bakura.”
“I can’t help it! It’s yadonushi’s fault! He’s all Britain-y and cutesy. Blech.”
“Hey, I like Ryou! He’s sweet! Unlike you, Kura-chan!”
“Yeah, ‘Kura-chan’.”
“Oh, shut up, Marik.”
“Kuraaa-chaaan!”
“Tani, please. Focus.”
“But… I’m hungry.”
“Too bad, runt.”
“Marii-chaan! That’s not nice!”
“You have a whiney voice, Vitani.”
“I knoww~”
Bakura snorted. “Okay, people, really. Focus. Marik, you guard Tani from… ah… anything that could possibly hurt her. She’s on a loan deal from Enorra. I bring her back damaged, it’s game over.”
“Yeah, ye- Wait, Enorra? The same psycho bitch who tried to carve my innards out with a rusty spoon when I insulted Rikku?”
“Precisely.”
“Point taken, Vitani will be well protected.”
“Good. Tani, you’re to make hundreds of copies of those and spread them to as many people as you can find.”
“Got it, Kura-chan!”
Bakura grinned evilly. “Good. Get going, ‘Marii-chan’, Tani.”
Marik grimaced before hissing,”Not funny.”
Vitani peace signed before dragging Marik off to spread the word.
Soon after, Malik entered the room. “Exactly why is Vitani dragging my yami to god knows where?”
“No reason,” Bakura replied nonchalantly, chuckling to himself.
This should be fun.
TBC
Bakura grinned at Vitani from the other side of the massive whateveritwas. She didn’t know enough to care.
“Call it instinct,” he said with a snort.
“Right. So, exactly what does this thing do?” she asked, brushing her brown bangs from her eyes, squinting in the light reflecting from the metal structure.
“Well… If all goes well, one of two things will happen.” He paused, then continued,”Either a toaster will ricochet at top speed into Baka Pharoah’s hair and prove that it is steel-coated, or said toaster will ricochet at a much lower speed, hitting Jounouchi in the back and forcing Kaiba to catch him, thereby giving us blackmail when we take a picture favoring “puppyshipping.””
“Did you seriously just air quote?”
“Yes. Now pay attention, Tani. If it all goes bad, one of two thing will happen again.”
“Okay? What are they?”
“Well, one, the toaster might actually go through Baka Pharoah’s hair, thereby ending the theory… Although he would have to walk around with a toaster-shaped hole in his hair for days… Actually, that’s pretty win-win. Two, Jounouchi could just fall on his face, and Kaiba could step on him.” He paused again. “Tani, you have to listen.”
“I am! I get it, I get it. Yami’s is win-win either way. Jou’s, not so much.”
“Good job. Now, let’s get ready.”
“Righto.”
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“There comes Baka Pharoah now. Get ready.”
“Right.”
“No, left.”
“What?”
“Ugh, nevermind, Tani. Move over.”
“Right.”
“…Okay then. Ready… and… FIRE!”
The toaster flung itself from the cannon’s mouth, launching straight into Yami’s hair. Astoundingly, when it hit, there was a metallic sound, and the toaster dropped to the ground while Yami looked confused.
“What the…?” He looked up, right when Bakura ran for it, Vitani hot on his heels.
Yami’s brow furrowed. “Bakura,” he growled.
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Later on, Vitani and Bakura arrived again at their spot on the grassy hill.
“Jounouchi and Kaiba always walk home this way.”
“Why, ‘Kura?”
“Kaiba’s the mongrel’s tutor.”
“Oh…”
“Yeah. Now… Put the toaster in. No, not there… Yes, there… Good, good. Oh, there they are! Quick, quick!”
“Sir, yes, sir!”
“Harhar, so funny. Now, get ready…”
“Right. This button?”
“Yeah.”
“Righto.”
“And… Three… Two… One… FIRE!”
Vitani slammed her hand on the button, and the toaster launched itself (again). It hit Jou’s back, as planned, who lost his balance and fell towards Kaiba.
“Jounouchi! Watch it, you baka inu!” Kaiba grumbled as he caught the said boy before he did a face plant.
Immediately, Vitani’s camera clicked, catching several pictures of the two in the very precarious position.
“Got ‘em, ‘Kura-chan!”
“Good… Oh, crap, they’re looking this way… Oh, God! Kaiba, don’t point that gun at me! Run, Tani!”
With that they sprinted off again, laughing to themselves.
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“Now… We can make money off this,” Bakura announced.
Vitani had successfully manipulated the photos on her computer so they looked more like as lovers than ‘student-tutor’.
Marik grinned wildly. “Hell yes we can!” he said with a bark-like laugh, swinging his arm dramatically and knocking several piles of cd cases to the floor. “Whoops.”
“Marik! What have I told you!” Vitani chided, glaring at the psycho.
“Not to knock anything off?” he answered, raising an eyebrow.
“Precisely,” she said primly before turning back to her moniter and printing the pictures out.
Bakura grinned sinisterly. “This will be a smash with the press.”
“You’re talking British again, Bakura.”
“I can’t help it! It’s yadonushi’s fault! He’s all Britain-y and cutesy. Blech.”
“Hey, I like Ryou! He’s sweet! Unlike you, Kura-chan!”
“Yeah, ‘Kura-chan’.”
“Oh, shut up, Marik.”
“Kuraaa-chaaan!”
“Tani, please. Focus.”
“But… I’m hungry.”
“Too bad, runt.”
“Marii-chaan! That’s not nice!”
“You have a whiney voice, Vitani.”
“I knoww~”
Bakura snorted. “Okay, people, really. Focus. Marik, you guard Tani from… ah… anything that could possibly hurt her. She’s on a loan deal from Enorra. I bring her back damaged, it’s game over.”
“Yeah, ye- Wait, Enorra? The same psycho bitch who tried to carve my innards out with a rusty spoon when I insulted Rikku?”
“Precisely.”
“Point taken, Vitani will be well protected.”
“Good. Tani, you’re to make hundreds of copies of those and spread them to as many people as you can find.”
“Got it, Kura-chan!”
Bakura grinned evilly. “Good. Get going, ‘Marii-chan’, Tani.”
Marik grimaced before hissing,”Not funny.”
Vitani peace signed before dragging Marik off to spread the word.
Soon after, Malik entered the room. “Exactly why is Vitani dragging my yami to god knows where?”
“No reason,” Bakura replied nonchalantly, chuckling to himself.
This should be fun.
TBC