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"Friends are very important. You must do everything for your friends. You should shot a pregnant cat for your friends, you should maul a homeless person with cancer for your friends, you should kick your mom in the ass for your friends, you should-" says this girl, who's not Isis, or that other girl, which makes her that girl.
"Tea, what the hell are you doing here!" The Pharaoh asks.
"This story lacks females, therefore, I am here," That girl who is not Isis or that other girl says. She slowly raises her arms up in the air and looks around.
"WOMAN, MAKE ME MY WHIPPED CREAM," the guy with the nose says.
"I thought it was cheese," goes the guy that lives in this house with a name that is not Bakura. Because Bakura is me. GO ME! Bakura.
"SHUT UP AND GO KISSA DAMNED WALL."
"WALLY IS MINE. SCREW YOU NOSE MAN."
"BACK OFF WALL HUGGER."
"Why can you see him and not me? HE'S A SPIRIT TOO!"
"SHUT UP PHARAOH. I'M TRYING TO IGNORE YOU HERE."
"HAH! YOU CAN SEE ME!"
"SOMEONE TURN THE DAMNED CAPS LOCK OFF, I'M GOING DEAF."
". . . WAT DA FUNK!" I scream.
"That was spelt incorrectly," says little kid with the huge-ass hair.
"How would you know? I SAID it I didn't SPELL it."
"Actually you did," says annoying stupid kid who corrects grammar and spelling.
"But I can't spell! I'M A DUMBASS."
"Mokuba, STOP TALKING TO THE AIR."
"I'm Mokuba."
"I think we all know that, moron!" That girl says.
"I THOUGHT I WAS YOUR FRIEND!" The funky kid runs crying through a door leaving a funky-kid-shaped hole in the door.
"Bakura, your wall is male," Marik points to the corner.
"OH DEAR GOD. YOU LIED TO ME. SCREW YOU WALL! I WANT A FREAKING DIVORCE!"
"IT'S BATTERY, GODDAMMIT!" Marik screams.
Everyone stops what they're doing/yelling and looks at Marik. I REMEMBERED HIS NAME NOW. I AM AWESOME. GO ME, BAKURA.
"What?" Marik asks.
"You just said, 'GODDAMMIT,'" the Pharaoh answers.
"You just said, 'GODDAMMIT,'" the guy with the nose answers.
"Uuuhhh, yeah Kaiba, I just told him that . . ." The Pharaoh says to Mr. I-have-a-nose-therefore-I-think-I'm-all-that.
Nose-man says nothing.
"YOU CANNOT PROVE ANYTHING!" Marik runs to the door and doesn't leave a hole because he can magically shapshift into funky little kids as he runs through doors with funky kid shaped holes in them.
"Let's all sing songs about killing innocent creatures and using friends as an excuse!"
"SHUT UP YOU STUPID PERSON, YOU! I'M TRYING TO COPE OVER MY DIVORCE HERE," I chuck a funky kid shaped door at that girl who isn't Isis or that other girl.
"Dat wasain't kool, dude. Ya shouldain't've hit Tea, man," babbles some weird guy that can't speak who jumped down from some random shelf.
"I have no idea what you just said," I told Mr. . . . I can't think of a good nickname.
"Dat'z wat evreeun saiz," and the guy that can't speak walks into the sunset.
"That's weird, why can we suddenly see the sunset in the attic!" the Pharaoh asks.
"That's weird, why can we suddenly see the sunset in the attic!" the Nose guy asks.
"DAMMIT, KAIBA."
"I HATE YOU, WALL. HOW CAN WE MAKE CHILDREN IF YOU'RE MALE? I will NEVER adopt!" I sob in the space where the door used to be.
"Oh crap, this door you chuck at me is stuck on the side of my head!"
"BAKURA, DID YOU TEAR DOWN THIS WALL! Is that why we can see the freaking sunset?" The Pharaoh's freaking yelling again. "BAKURA. BAKURA! ANSWER ME DAMN YOU ALL!"
"WHO THE HELL IS BAKURA?"
"YOU ARE, YOU FREAKING IDIOT MORON!"
"AT LEAST I'M BAKURA!"
"WHAT THE BLOODLY HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!"
"I want my cheese! My beautiful, beautiful cheese!" The dude starts sobbing in the corner.
"Yes, I killed Wally, but he deserved it! HE LIED TO ME THE VERY MOMEMT WE MET!"
"You mean 10 minutes ago?"
"It was the worst 10 minutes of my life! I WAS LIVING A LIE!"
"DAMN IT MARIK, I'M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS UNTIL YOU GIVE ME SOME DAMN CHEESE," screams the Nose.
He runs down the stairs looking for Marik and for the lack of having anything better to do, everyone follows him.
"STAND BACK KAIBA, I KNOW KARAOKE!" Marik screams and gets into a weird little stance.
The Pharaoh speaks up, "uh, don't you mean 'karate'?"
Suddenly a black ice cream cone drops down from the ceiling and on to Marik's hand.
"LOVE IS BLIND. LOVE IS KIND. LOVE IS . . . LLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOVVVVVVEEEEE!" Marik sings into that ice cream cone that's painted black.
"Never mind . . ." the Pharaoh mutters.
"I want CHEESE. Give me the cheese or your battery gets it!" The guy with the Nose pulls a water gun that seemingly appeared out of no where (he probably got it from his nose) and points it at Marik's little alter.
"Who needs some dinky battery when you have me, MARIK THE KARAOKE KING!" Marik starts pulling random singing machine from his ceiling.
"This door jammed in my head is THE FRIENDSHIP DOOR! Along with THE FRIENDSHIP DOOR, I, Tea, WILL SAVE MY FRIENDS!" The girl starts running around the room going, "WWWWWHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOSSSSSHHHHH! FRIENDSHIP DOOR POWER!"
"Hey, hey, hey, I'M supposed to be the one that give a million friendship speeches! I'M THE MAIN CHARACTER!" The Pharaoh triesto un-jam the girl's head.
"But everyone hates me more!"
"THAT'S BECAUSE YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON A DEAD PHARAOH," the Nose yells.
"I'm in high school! Who else am I supposed to have a crush on?" The girl kicks the Pharaoh in the gut and runs off into the sunset laughing insanely and screaming, "FRIENDSHIP DOOR POWER!"
"Bakura, DID YOU KILL THIS WALL TOO!"
"What do you care? You don't live here! THAT WALL WAS WALLY'S EX GIRLFRIEND! Can you believe it? They were still living together!" I go to the corner and sob.
"JINGLE BELLS, BATMAN SMELLS, ROBIN LAID AN EGG!" Marik starts karaoke-ing.
"Don't make fun of Batman you funk dude man!" The funky kid that ran through the door is back. AND HE'S KICKING ASS.
"IT BURNS! IT BURNS!" Marik screams in pain.
"TAKE THAT MR. CUDDLES! MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA!" The funky kid continues to kick the Marik's teddy bear's booty.
"NNNNOOO! Anything but Mr. Cuddles!" Marik runs to the corner and sobs next to me.
"Get your own corner!" I shove the crying Marik across the room and he does a little flip and lands perfectly in another corner with sobbing the whole time.
Marik starts to sing, "TTTTHHHHHEEEEEEEE MOST IMPORTANT THING IN THE WORLD IS-" Unfortunately Marik had to stop singing due to the fact the Nose sprayed the ice cream cone with his water gun.
"I'm melting! I'm melting!"
"OH MY GOSH, THE ICE CREAM IS TALKING," I scream.
"Uh . . . no, that's just Marik impersonating his microphone . . . that's not ice cream at all . . ." Mr. Know-it-all-Pharaoh says.
"Gee Bakura, you need to think up better insulting nicknames! GU, GU, GU!" the carpet laughs.
"OH DEAR LORD. A TALKING CARPET."
"I'm going back to believing in the mystical powers of the BATTERY!" Marik throws on a cape that came out of no where and starts to jump off high things, even though that has nothing to do with his previous sentence.
The funky kid stops beating up the innocent teddy bear and asks, "Does the carpet from Aladdin talk?"
"NO ONE GIVES A SHIT, MOKUBA."
"Why would you say that big brother?" The kid starts to tear up.
"WHY WOULD THE WORLD JUST GIVE ME SOME DAMNED CHEESE?" Nose-man joins me in the crying corner.
Yeah, I messed up Joey's accent on purpose. I like the (improper) word, 'ain't' for some odd reason.
So, will Bakura and his wall ever make up? (Even though the wall has turned into dust?) Will Kaiba ever use one of his many brain cells to think up a way to go to the supermarket to actually go buy some cheese by himself? Will Mokuba ever stop beating up Mr. Cuddles? WILL THE TALKING CARPET EVER SAVE POOR JOEY FROM THE NORTH DAKOTIAN SNOWMEN?
Find out next time, on Dragon Ball Z!
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