Setting The Scene - Bakura x Reader Part 1"... And then he fell from the float-y thing-y and landed back on the tower. Catching the arrow was awesome but the whole getting-blown-up-thing was a bit stupid." Malik chatted over lunch, waving his half-eaten sandwich around so crumbs fell onto the white plastic table and the laminated floor.
"Malik, this is the fifth time we've told you - we know what happens! We watched it with you!" Joey moaned mid-bite of his second sausage roll.
"But it's such a good film!" Malik whined.
"Doesn't mean you have to keep going over it." You say, having a bite of your own lunch.
Malik huffed but didn't go over the film's events again.
"Hey guys!" Yami said cheerfully, sitting down next to Yugi who eagerly moved up and blushed slightly. "How goes today's torture?"
"Not too bad, how's yours?" Yugi said, bright eyed and Tristan rolled his eyes away from Yami's view.
Everyone knew Yugi had the biggest crush possible on Yami - except Yami. How he could be so oblivious to all the bright-eyed looks
YuGiOh Pokemon Crossover Chapter TwoI moved on from the map and further into the city. It was bigger than any city I had been to but it reminded me of pictures of Castelia City in Unova.
Me being me means I wasn't watching where I was goin so I ended up bumping into the back of some kid.
"Hey!" he snapped.
"Ooops, er, sorry." I said, then I realised he was just one of a fairly large crowd. "What's goin on?" I asked.
The kid checked my left arm then gave me an odd look. "You're a duellist, you should know what a duel crowd looks like when you see one. Wait, you're a duellist! You have any rare cards?"
I strained to see over the top of the crowd. I could see a guy my age with ridiculously spiky hair that was black AND purple-ish AND blonde battling someone with blue hair. "Probably the rarest." I said.
The small boy's eyes lit up, he could only have been about ten. "Like what? Do you have the Dark Magician or a giant or an Exodia deck?" he was practically jumping up and down now.
I tried to pretend like I knew what they we
The Forgotten DollI smiled up at you, the smile that always showed but also because I was always so happy with you.
"Come on, Dolly!" you giggled and placed the bonnet to match my dress on my dark hair. "Now you're pretty, so we can have a tea party!" You poured us both imaginary-tea and placed the small cup in my hand.
You grabbed a few other toys and gave us all voices, you have us talk about your school, stories and other stuff that entered your head.
When your mum called, you placed me back on your bed and smiled. "See you later, Dolly." You grinned and dashed off.
You don't love me any more.
For this you will pay.
Under the bed, I've been collecting dust for ten years, forgotten and in tatters my smile is cracked and flaking, my hair has lost it's shine and my lace dress is covered in cobwebs and has been eaten by moths.
In ten years, I've plotted my revenge.
In ten years I've seen school books, other forgotten toys and rubbish collect under the bed.