Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Noble Quest tp Save the Turtle Game Shop ❯ Joey being smart? ( Chapter 3 )

I'm on a suga-high!!!!!! *picks up Mint Chocolate Chip ice-cream and begins eating it ravenously* Bwahahahahaha!!! Prepare yourself for even more incredible stupidity in this chapter!!! *grins sadistically*

I don't even want to do the disclaimer, I'm lazy, look at the first chapter...if you don't you can't sue me. *sticks tongue out*

~^*^~It starts again~^*^~

Tristan sighed. "Joey, if we actually thought of a plan that required money, we could just throw it out the window..."

"Why?" the blonde asked.

Tristan glanced at him, both annoyed and a tad pissed. "Because; YOU SPENT IT ALL ON _THIRTEEN_, COUNT IT, __THIRTEEN__ _FAMILY_ SERVINGS OF MEALS!!! (_ means how strongly the word was said)" he shouted, getting many odd looks by passer-by's.

Joey stepped away from the taller boy, "Hey, ya can't think with an empty stomach." he replied coolly.

Tristan glared and turned away. "Well, you can't think with an empty skull either, which automatically rules you out." he shot back.

"Hey, them's fightin' words!" Joey shouted, pointing a finger at his friend.

"And what're YOU gonna do about it, huh?" Joey growled and lunged at Tristan.

Both boys were jolted out of their little brawl when they heard an enormous explosion. The two turned their heads towards the sound. A huge cloud of smoke could be seen over the hill (they were on one side of a hill...God I'd love to ride my bike down that street ^_^)

Both just stood there, waiting for something to happen. Suddenly, two shadowy figures appeared through the veil of gray. "Is...that Yami M and Yami B?" Joey asked.

Sure enough, both yamis crashed right into them and all four landed in one big heap. Yami M was the first to jump up and begin running in place, arms flailing about in the air. "The cops found the dynamite! They found it!" he screamed.

Yami B was the second to get up, only he was mostly calm. He brushed himself off and looked at them. "Yeah, their chasing after us. They saw the explosion and somehow had the weirdest hunch it was us!" he said, looking offended.

Joey and Tristan glanced at each other and sweatdropped. "I though you said you weren't selling dynamite to kids." the brunette said curtly.

Yami B glared at them. "I didn't! He was the one selling it to them, duh!" he said pointing to Yami M.

"Oh sure, blame it on the guy with tattoos all over his back, that's what you're doing, isn't it?!" (Malik and Yami Malik both have tattoos of Egyptian symbols and what-not on their backs, right??)

Yami B rolled his eyes. "Maybe."

"I knew it!!!"

Yami M was suddenly slapped on his head. "Owwie!" he yelped and held his forehead. "Who did that?!?!" he screamed.

Joey and Tristan both pointed at Yami B. Yami M just stared. "But I was looking at him the whole time!"

"Don't underestimate the power of a tomb robber." Yami B said simply, as if it wasn't a big deal, but still, with a hint of warning in his voice.

"Hey you kids, get back here!" came the far off voices. All four looked over and saw the smoke clearing and two police officers running out of it.

"Bye mortals, it was nice talking to you!...no, wait...no it wasn't. Never mind!" Yami M shouted to the teens as they rushed off in the same direction they had been going.

"That...was weird." Tristan said, still not quite understanding what happened.

They watched the two Yamis as they leapt clear over a wet cement sign and a big block of wet cement. Then they turned the corner. Then Yami B ran back out, took the wet cement sign and ran off behind the corner again. The policemen, not knowing the cement was wet, ran straight into it and began yelling very...colorful things at them.

"Yeah...As I was saying, we need to think up a plan." Tristan said as they began walking again.

"Well, to get a good plan, one has to know something about their enemy, or what traps the spoken might have. Therefore it would be a logical decision to attempt to analyze the information we might gather while braking into the other company." Joey explained. Tristan just stared at him, his mouth agape.

"Joey...could you please repeat what you just said?" he asked. Joey suddenly jerked his head to face him and looked confused and sheepish.

"Sorry, bud. Could you repeat the question? I sorta zoned out there and couldn't hear anything." he said. Tristan sweatdropped.

"Never mind, But you did have a good idea; we need to break into that company and see what we could find. One question though." he paused. "How're we gonna get in?"

~^*^~Gomen!! It's too short!!~^*^~

Sorry it's so short, but it's late and I need to eat and get to bed. There wasn't really much of a point to this chapter and I typed it very fast, so sorry for grammar or spelling problems...the next chapter will actually have some important things going on in it, I promise. Nighty-night!

Review please! Arigato!

~Cecilia