Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Rapunzel: Different Story.... ❯ Tea's Satabun.... ( Chapter 1 )

Goddess_Writer625: My writer is even weirder and weirder about Rapunzel...

 

Seto: Tell me about it

 

GW625: WHAT YA SAID?!

 

Seto: Nothing!

 

GW: That's a good dragon....anyways, onto the story!

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This Really Big Crisis

 

As if under the influence of an evil spell, Tea got up from her soup and looked out the window, well beyond the safety of her very own backyard. Tea's backyard and her neighbor's backyard were separated by a fence that rose 50 feet above the ground. But Tea's window was 51 feet high, which meant that she was able to see over the fence, and to look down upon her neighbor's private satabun garden

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"Hay!" said Seto, trying to get Tea's attention.

"Hay is for horses," said Tea. She might have said just about anything, because her attention was almost totally on the satabun next door.

 

"Yo!" said Seto. "Yo" was a strange word to say, but he'd been saying it often lately because he was trying to invent the very first yo-yo. "Yo," repeated Seto. "Want to sit back down and finish your soup?"

This was a good question, but Tea couldn't answer it now. Why? Because she was holding her breath and turning an entirely different color.

 

"Uh oh," thought Seto, who was alarmed and upset. For one thing, Tea and he had promised to behave themselves. For another thing, as Tea held her breath and turned a different color, she reminded him of the spoiled baby prince who threw temper tantrums in the Village Market.

 

"Are we pouting, dear?" asked Seto. He thought he'd be able to tease Tea out of her curious mood, or whatever it was, and usually he could make Tea laugh. But now as Tea's color changed from "entirely different" to positively weird, he realized this was no laughing matter.

 

Tea licked her lips as if she had missed her chicken soup for about two whole days—then she pointed her trembling hand at the satabun!

"Please, dear," implored Tea. "Let's have some chicken soup."

"You know what you can do with your chicken soup!" said Tea.

 

Of course Seto knew what he could do with his chicken soup. Eat it, right? But he also knew Tea was in serious trouble, and in need of a reminder. "In case you've forgotten," he said, "chicken is your favorite."

 

"Was my favorite," Tea said. "Now my favorite is satabun!" Tea batted her eyelashes up and down like tiny fans, the way ladies used to bat their eyelashes when they were intent on getting some serious attention, or whatever, from the gentlemen of their species.

 

"Satabun soup?" said Seto, "that's so funny I forgot to laugh." Actually, Seto didn't forget to laugh, he decided not to laugh. Laughing in his Tea's face, especially when it was a positively weird color, would be rude. And there'd already been too much rudeness in their hovel.

 

"Of course satabun soup!" hissed Tea. "After satabun soup, I shall have satabun chips and satabun dips, then satabun fried and satabun dried, followed by satabun roasted and satabun toasted, topped off with sata—"

 

Seto began to suspect the worst. "You didn't go back on our promise, did you, dear?"

"Promise this!" exclaimed Tea. "Satabun boiled, satabun broiled, satabun on ice, satabun on rice!"

 

Now Seto more than merely suspected the worst, he knew the worst. The worst, alas, wasn't being spoiled or acting crazy. Tea wasn't bad, she was sick. Wife was ill in the worst way. Indeed, at this very moment, Wife was displaying early signs of Satabun Fever!

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GW: Well, this story is getting weirder....

 

Seto: Totally! I mean Satabun?! Where the heck did that come from?

 

GW: From my head, I think....

 

Tea: well, your head is stupid

 

GW: How am I supposed to know?

 

Yugi: You are the writer! And when am I gonna be in a chapter?

 

GW: You are in this chapter....

 

Yugi: No in the play!

 

GW: Maybe next chapter or so....

 

Yugi: *cries*

 

Yami: You got my Hikari crying! I just fed him some bottled of milk!

 

GW: O.O review.....review! REVIEW!