Yes! Chapter 4 is up! Sorry for the long wait, but I blame writer's block. Anyway, updates will hopefully be a lot quicker. Only three more chapters to go!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!. (Insert witty disclaimer here.)

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The three spirits stood unhappily in the playroom. Rather, Bakura and Marik stood unhappily in the playroom. Yami was rather enjoying himself, all primped up in his suit and tie. They all had their wrapped gifts in hand, from Marik's, whose was very sloppily wrapped, to Yami's, which was wrapped so tight the paper threatened to tear.

"Damn this tie," muttered Bakura, loosening his collar.

"Good morning to everyone!" said Tea cheerfully, emerging from her office wearing a knee-length skirt and blouse. "I see everyone got dressed okay," she said, peering at the Yamis. "Except for Bakura. Tighten your tie."

"What? But this damn thing'll choke me!" responded Bakura.

Tea looked at him sternly. "Do you want Auntie Sophie to give you a really long lecture about proper dressing?"

Bakura tightened his tie.

Since Auntie Sophie's house was up in the hills near the ocean (A/N-Does Domino City even have an ocean? Whatever. Plot device. XP) Tea drove herself and the three spirits.

The house was one of those houses that upon seeing it, you can tell it belongs to an eccentric old woman. Which was exactly what Auntie Sophie was. She had never been married, and had 15 cats. She went through phases in which she became obsessed with some odd hobby, ice sculpting, for instance. And she was someone that liked to pinch cheeks.

"My, aren't you just a cutie!" she exclaimed upon sighting Bakura, and immediately pinched his cheek. "Your hair is so handsome!"

"Hello, Auntie Sophie!" chimed Tea, saving Bakura from the wrath of cheek-pinching. "These are my friends, Bakura, Marik, and Yami."

"Pleased to meet you," said Yami, bowing.

Auntie Sophie peered at Marik. "I don't like the look of this one," she said. "That smirk. He's obviously a bad seed."

Bakura smirked too. He exactly the same intentions as Marik- to steal as many valuables as possible, but did Auntie Sophie suspect him? Yami merely scoffed. How dare that lady ignore him! He was the Pharaoh!

They entered the foyer, outside of which Auntie Sophie had been greeting people. A butler took the wrapped gifts from them and placed them on a table.

As far as the Yamis could tell, the party was simply a tangle of mingling. On the way in, Tea ran into several of her other aunts, all of which had the same reactions as Auntie Sophie. Little did they know how true their predictions of Marik were. Whenever possible, he had snitched valuables from the old ladies. However, they were all sorely mistaken about Bakura. He too grabbed gems and diamonds from the women.

"How many have you got?" challenged Marik, once they were free from the clutches of the latest aunt.

"Two strands of pearls, five diamond rings, and a gold bracelet." smirked Bakura.

"Damn!" said Marik, and hurried off to find more unsuspecting victims.

Yami had gone to have a word with Auntie Sophie. He found her talking with a withered, old couple, grandparents or something of the sort. "Excuse me ma'am," he said to her.

"Oh," she said, sounding disappointed. "It's you."

Yami stepped forward, and the old couple stepped back. "I don't know if you are aware, but I am the Pharaoh."

"I'm sorry, I don't believe in that sort of rubbish," she said.

"Even if you do not believe in it, I assure you that it is true," said Yami angrily. "I am the Pharaoh, and I do not like it when people disrespect me."

Yami looked seriously ticked off now. Tea only had time to spot the cloud of black that was enveloping the house to run over and push Yami over. The Shadow Realm disappeared.

"I'm the Pharaoh!" yelled Yami from the ground. "I deserve respect!"

A murmur of voices was heard from the other party guests. "Is he mentally stable?" A guest asked his friend in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, Auntie," said Tea apologetically.

Auntie Sophie looked at Tea angrily. "GET OUT!" she screamed. "LEAVE THIS PARTY AT ONCE! AND TAKE YOUR GIFTS WITH YOU!"

Tea and the Yamis left the party and entered the familiar playroom. Tea closed the door and turned around. "I can't believe you!" she said to them. "Bakura and Malik, how much did you steal?"

Marik mumbled something that sounded like "And then Gandalf fell to his doom…"

"What?"

"Three bracelets, a necklace, and a brooch," said Marik.

"And Bakura?" inquired Tea.

Bakura put his hands in his empty pockets. "I didn't steal anything!" he said cheerfully.

"Impossible."

"It's true," he said. "Search me."

Bakura pulled out all his pockets, and yet, there were no jewels. "Fine," said Tea. "Marik, you are to write an apology, and return all the stolen jewelry by tomorrow."

Bakura smirked. Thank goodness for the secret compartments he kept in the soles of his shoes for occasions just like this.

Tea turned to Yami. "For tonight I want you to read this," she said.

Yami looked at the book. "People Skills and How to Use Them?" he asked.

"Yes," said Tea briskly. "Now, I'll see you all tomorrow, nine-o-clock sharp."

As the Yamis left, Tea sat down at her desk, sighing. The therapy obviously wasn't working. She was going to have to take more drastic measures in the three days left of the week.

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I seriously had no plans whatsoever with this chapter, them getting kicked out was just a random whim I had. And I have no idea what to do for the next three chapters. Ideas, please?