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Tristan nodded. "Got it, got it, but just for my friend here, can you explain that again?"
The dective sighed, "What friend?" He asked, rubbing his temples. Tristan looked around. 'dang it I keep forgetting Joey's not here'
"Look, sir, basically, their are trace residues of knockout gas, indicative of a gas attack on the pupils."
"Blah, blah, blah, knockout gas, blah blah blah?" Tristan repeated, rubbing his chin profoundely.
"It means My brother and your friends were gassed." Mokuba said, making his entrance into the classroom.
"Mister Kaiba!" The dective said, standing at attention and bowing.
"Detective Van de Kamp." Mokuba nodded. "So, anything new turn up."
"Not yet sir."
"Well keep on it, and I expect a full progress report when anything useful turns up." Mokuba said exiting the room.
"What he said." Tristan said, running to catch up to Mokuba.
"Wow Mokuba, if I didn't know any better I'd say that you were Kaiba." Tristan said, jogging to catch up.
Mokuba cracked a big grin, "I know, isn't it great! Being Seto is so cool, everyone does everything you say, and look at his cool outfits!" Mokuba exclaimed, twirling around, his duplicate of Kaiba's duel suit, trench coat and all swishing around him. "Feel this material, isn't it great!"
Tristan took the end of the tail of the trenchcoat and fingered it between his fingers. "Wow, that feels better than my bed sheets! It feels like water running through my fingers, yet the material is so sturdy, this must've cost a bundle."
"It did, and look, a personal air conditioner in the collar!"
"No wonder his collar is always up all the way, he never folds it down, but wouldn't it be a bit easier to take the trench coat off?"
"Kaibas never show discomfort." Mokuba said setting his face in a frown, and narrowing his eyes. Tristan jumped backwards as the temperature in the room seemed to jump down a couple of degrees. "See I'm gettting good at that! Plus no wonder my brother loves to work so much, a lot of his time is spent inventing and refining his creations, which is just like that feeling you get when you make something cool with your blocks!"
"Yeah, that feels nice." Tristan said smiling, thinking of the big city he had just built in his room with his abc blocks.
"Anyway, how do you propose we rectify this situation?" Mokuba asked, getting serious.
"Hehe, you said rectify." Tristan laughed.
"I'm being serious!" Mokuba said stamping his foot.
"Listen Mokuba, if you wanna work with me your going to have to stop using big words, I don't even know what you just said." Tristan said, exasperated, throwing his hands in the air.
"How are we going to save the others!" Mokuba said.
"Well first, young dude, we have to figure out cool nicknames."
"Why?"
"Well, if you get caught, the bad guys won't know who you were talking to, and two every super hero has an alter ego, it's like, the rules."
"Oh, well then, I'm Boise."
"What kind of name is Boise?"
"My kind of nickname."
"You know what screw the nicknames, next we need to figure out our secret headquarters."
"My brother has a hidden underground lair, we could use that!"
"Please tell me you kidding..." Tristan said, face faulting.
"Why, what's weird about that, it's cool his blue eyes white dragon jet is there, and blue eyes mobile, and he moved his secret super computer there, it talks to him, its programmed to sound like a girl, sometimes I worry about that aspect...he seriously needs a girlfriend, and it has a dragon copter!" Mokuba explained. Tristan's jaw dropped.
"You do realize your brother can be kind of creepy."
"Yeah, but he just a big ol softie deep, deep, deeeeeeeeppppppp down!"
"Well then let's go save the day!" Tristan shouted, taking off his trench coat and tying the sleeves around his neck like a cape.
"Yeah!" Mokuba shouted, running off.
Meanwhile
"Come on guys get up." Yugi said crawling to Joey and shaking him lightly. "Please."
"Still no use." Yugi said to Yami, who frowned. "What about Tea?" Yugi shook Tea, but she didn't move.
"What about Kaiba?"
"I'm not shaking him you shake him."
"No you do it."
"Why?"
"Because he'll hit me."
"So why should I?"
"Because Pharohs don't get hit by mere mortals, ouch, that's not funny Yugi."
"Well we have to do something."
"Fine then, rock, paper, scissors."
"Ok."
"Jan-ken-po!"
Yami smirked, he had rock, Yugi had paper.
"Oh, alright, psst, Kaiba, are you okay." Yugi said, poking Kaiba too tightly to possibly feel. Yami gave Yugi a look, and Yugi sighed and tried to shake him awake. Kaiba stired and sat up, and Yugi dropped like a ton of bricks, pretending to be knocked out.
"Good one of them is up, grab him, and bring him to me." Coco said, coming up to the cell, smirking and walking off. Kaiba blinked, still working off the cholorform and still to drugged to really know what was going on, as he was dragged off by two goons.
Yugi sat up, mouth open. "What were the odds of that?"
"Maybe we should hold off waking up the others, and take a nap? Yami suggested, Yugi nodded dumbly.