Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Yugi's Attempt ❯ Marik's New Breakfast... ( Chapter 17 )

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Insanity Gurl: My friend is having tea so I feel like doing another chappie.

Johanna: Who I'm having tea?

Insanity Gurl: Yup

Emma: I'm not even online

Kathryn: Ditto

Insanity Gurl: I know. -_-; meanies

Johanna: It's not our fault.

Emma & Kathryn: Exactly.

Insanity Gurl: Whatever

Malik: Hey! My first word cool!

Emma: Malik!! *hugs Malik*

Malik: ^____^

Insanity Gurl: -_-; I might as well bring in someone else…

Yami: *Wanders in*

Johanna: THANK YOU!! *Hugs Yami*

Kathryn: How lame.

Insanity Gurl: Aha. One with the story…

Emma & Johanna: MALIK! YAMI!

Kathryn & Insanity Gurl: -_- *sigh*

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~ Yugi's POV ~

I hop down the neat stairs looking about worriedly. So many things have happened! I'm going to be killed be my own grandpa when he gets home. With this thought my eyes instantly water up, glazing about I look about the room trying not to cry and be brave like my yami. I take a deep breath, as I see my kitchen's totally burnt a pitch dark black, like it's very crisp. I take a deep sniff to hold in my emotions and I see Emma patting me on the back. "These things happen to the best of us" I sniff as she hits my back a little *too* hard as I tumble forward falling onto the carpet. I hear Bakura laughing madly and Yami smacking him in the arm. Hard. "Are you ok Yugi?" I hear yami call out to me. I wince trying to open my eyes, as I look up at Yami whose looking at me pitifully.

"That was quite a *big* fall Yugi… are you sure you're ok?" taunts Malik, only to receive a death glare from Yami, and a few snickers from Emma.

"I'm fine" I sniff, standing up a looking about my ruined kitchen.

"Where's Marik?" growled Yami in a deep low tone. He must be quite angry to use that tone of voice.

"In the kitchen getting breakfast ready" grumbled Bakura taking a seat at the dinner table.

"What?! Not again!" Yami growled some more as I see Johanna tugging on his shirtsleeve.

"Don't worry bout it yami! Everything will be fine!" she reassured him smiling innocently at him. She learnt that smile from me!

He smiles at back her, placing a quick kiss on the tip of her nose, as I let out a sigh. I have to live with this for the rest of my life.

"Here's breakfast! Now everyone! Take a seat please!" Marik chirps walking into the kitchen carrying a plate of black stuff. I really don't feel too hungry now looking at that…

"Well eat up!" Marik smiles dropping the plate of black crisp thing, on the table, as everyone backs away from it.

"What exactly is that…?" asks Bakura poking it like it was deadly or something.

"It's our homemade French Toast and Eggs!" he chants, as we all exchange looks.

"Shouldn't eggs be yellow?" asks Bakura yet again. I guess he just wants to be safe… I know I do…

His eyes water up, as he searches the table for pity.

"Don't worry Marik I bet you it'll be delicious" says Ryou making Marik smile immediately again. I like people smiling! It makes you feel warm and fuzzy!

"Thank you Ryou! You can have the most!" he says, plopping nearly most of it all down on Ryou's plate. I see Bakura grinning at Ryou, as he's just sweat dropping trying to keep his sweet nice attitude.

"Eat up Ryou" he sniggered, as I continued to watch this poor scene. I feel really sorry for Ryou.

"Anyway Marik… I would like to know how exactly the kitchen caught on fire…" muttered Yami taking a seat next to Johanna.

I immediately tense up, thinking of the consequences of when Grandpa comes home. I shudder, as everyone is looking disgustedly at the black thing on the plate.

"Well… I was cooking, and I was using that stuff, that doesn't let the food stick to the plate!" he says, smiling at us, as Malik is bringing in the plates.

"And well it kinda split and then it caught on fire!"

he giggles, as I look at the ground. I really don't want to hear how it happened… I just want it to be fixed…

"Marik… cooking oil isn't flammable…" Ryou muttered looking down at the food on his plate,

"Oh we didn't use cooking oil…" he says in a sing song tone of voice.

"Then what did you use?" asks Bakura still smirking at Ryou whose wincing at his so-called breakfast.

"Then what did you use?" asks Kathryn looking suspiciously at Marik.

"Um-Um-Err… what was it Malik?" asks Marik turning he attention the other blonde.

"I don't know…. It started with…k-k-k-ker…-If you can't say it then shut up" Bakura butted it, crossing his arms, resting his feet on the table.

"I know now!" chirps Marik as he claps his hand together. I think he must be happy that he remembered something…

"What was it?" asks Emma, still looking at the food slightly disturbed.

"It was Kerosene oil!" he grinned as we all turned wide-eyed.

"That's not cooking oil Marik…"

"It isn't? Oh…" he whispered twiddling his thumbs.


I almost feel sorry for poor Marik… but I'll try and last through this breakfast… Like I said… try…

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Insanity Gurl: Sorry it took so long!

Bakura: … yes

Insanity Gurl: I'm posting it up as fast as I can! THERE!!! PLEASE REVIEW!!!