Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ scotch is better ❯ green ( Chapter 1 )
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By: silver kitsune princess 
this is the summery, throw all youer hands up, you, don't wanna be just like you(isis: sad, i've sunk to using gc lyrics)
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 03.19.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 634 | Visits: 566 | Status: Completed
this is the summery, throw all youer hands up, you, don't wanna be just like you(isis: sad, i've sunk to using gc lyrics)
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 03.19.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 634 | Visits: 566 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: Don’t own.
A/N: I threw this entire fic together in like... an hour.
Warning: Mia is being Mia, Isis is being Isis, Yumi is being Yumi, and
Kyo is being Kyo. Leprechauns are evil, rude, obnoxious little bastards,
and SCOTCH IS BETTER. OR ELSE!
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Chapter 1: Green
Mia was walking though the streets of Domino, wondering why everything
was green.
Because EVERYTHING WAS GREEN!!!!
Everyone was wearing green, had died their hair green, had pained their
houses/cars/pets green, the businesses were green, except for the obvious
Kaiba Corp., for which Mia was glad. At least Seto was still sane. Or,
at least as sane as he could be.
And why had some primitive instinct of her fully-developed mind tell her
to wear this insane shirt and stupid and uncomfortable plaid skirt that
she was wearing now? She, in her black T-shirt and kilt, stood out like
a sore thumb in this sea of green-clothed people.
And why did it say ‘SCOTTS ARE BETTER’ on it?
Oh well. She had obeyed the primitive instinct and also had adorn
herself with her tons of Celtic jewelry, a longsword, and Scottish war
paint.
And people stopped, stared, and then glared angrily at her. And she
liked it.
Today, at school, was a beloved and very rare dress down day, and she
had taken ful advantage of it.
So really she looked like any other superstitious Scott, despite the
fact she was in Japan, which made her look largely out of place as she
walked onto the school grounds, where she was met by Isis, Kyo, and Yumi.
Yumi pinched her.
“OW!! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!?!” Mia yelled, punching her back.
“You’re not wearing green,” Kyo said.
“So?”
"its the 4th of July" isis cheered
“No, it’s Saint Patrick’s Day. If you don’t wear green, people can pinch
you,” yumi explained, as isis gave her, 'touch me and die' look, to a few people
over in a corner who wouldn’t accept her off-green colored shirt and
khakis that Ishizu had forced her to wear as Irish.
“So?” Mia said. “Everyone knows the Scotts are better anyways.”
A grenade exploded by her. “Ok... In me own defence, I be sayin’ that
Stephen of Ireland was hot.”
Lasers from rifles that had been trained on her turned off, and the
angry crowd of people dispersed.
Isis blinked.
“He was!!” Mia said.
“Ok, then...” Kyo said, walking to the school.
“Um... whatever...” Yumi said, and followed.
“I’m not going to survive today, am I, Isis?” Mia said.
“Nope.”
“Thought so. Time for class!” And with that she ran off into the
building.
A/N: I threw this entire fic together in like... an hour.
Warning: Mia is being Mia, Isis is being Isis, Yumi is being Yumi, and
Kyo is being Kyo. Leprechauns are evil, rude, obnoxious little bastards,
and SCOTCH IS BETTER. OR ELSE!
_________________________________________________________________ ________
_____
Chapter 1: Green
Mia was walking though the streets of Domino, wondering why everything
was green.
Because EVERYTHING WAS GREEN!!!!
Everyone was wearing green, had died their hair green, had pained their
houses/cars/pets green, the businesses were green, except for the obvious
Kaiba Corp., for which Mia was glad. At least Seto was still sane. Or,
at least as sane as he could be.
And why had some primitive instinct of her fully-developed mind tell her
to wear this insane shirt and stupid and uncomfortable plaid skirt that
she was wearing now? She, in her black T-shirt and kilt, stood out like
a sore thumb in this sea of green-clothed people.
And why did it say ‘SCOTTS ARE BETTER’ on it?
Oh well. She had obeyed the primitive instinct and also had adorn
herself with her tons of Celtic jewelry, a longsword, and Scottish war
paint.
And people stopped, stared, and then glared angrily at her. And she
liked it.
Today, at school, was a beloved and very rare dress down day, and she
had taken ful advantage of it.
So really she looked like any other superstitious Scott, despite the
fact she was in Japan, which made her look largely out of place as she
walked onto the school grounds, where she was met by Isis, Kyo, and Yumi.
Yumi pinched her.
“OW!! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!?!” Mia yelled, punching her back.
“You’re not wearing green,” Kyo said.
“So?”
"its the 4th of July" isis cheered
“No, it’s Saint Patrick’s Day. If you don’t wear green, people can pinch
you,” yumi explained, as isis gave her, 'touch me and die' look, to a few people
over in a corner who wouldn’t accept her off-green colored shirt and
khakis that Ishizu had forced her to wear as Irish.
“So?” Mia said. “Everyone knows the Scotts are better anyways.”
A grenade exploded by her. “Ok... In me own defence, I be sayin’ that
Stephen of Ireland was hot.”
Lasers from rifles that had been trained on her turned off, and the
angry crowd of people dispersed.
Isis blinked.
“He was!!” Mia said.
“Ok, then...” Kyo said, walking to the school.
“Um... whatever...” Yumi said, and followed.
“I’m not going to survive today, am I, Isis?” Mia said.
“Nope.”
“Thought so. Time for class!” And with that she ran off into the
building.