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Everyone in the Mutou house was short. Atem, Yugi, and Grandpa each barely topped 5 feet. So when the time came to clean out the taller shelves in the basement, they all had problems.

"This is all Atem's fault…" Yugi muttered as he strained to reach the top shelf.

"How is this my fault?" Atem asked defensively, brushing the dust off of his clothes.

Yugi sighed as he sat down on the floor. "I'm supposed to be your reincarnation, right? Well, if you weren't short, then Grandpa wouldn't have had to be short so I wouldn't be short. Simple logic, really."

"Simple logic, indeed," Atem said, and then jumped on Yugi, tickling his stomach. Yugi giggled and squirmed, kicking his legs violently as he wriggled on the dusty floor.

"It's not your fault! Uncle! Uncle!!" Yugi yelled, gasping for breath. Atem relented, and turned back to his dusting.

Yugi took advantage of this opportunity. He jumped on Atem's back, sending the latter to his knees at the sudden weight. Atem laughed and bumped backwards into the wall, squishing Yugi slightly, but not enough to hurt him. Yugi yelped and fell off, and Atem pinned Yugi's shoulders to the ground.

"I win again, Yugi."

Yugi grinned mischievously. "Not yet." Atem suddenly felt a tugging sensation around his waist and gasped as he flew six feet into the air and hovered upside-down, suspended by his ankle.

Yugi looked up at his face, clapping his hands triumphantly. Atem chuckled. "Maybe I don't have a way to get out of this one," he admitted.

Yugi stood him upright and dropped him. Atem grinned. "You've gotten a lot better, Yugi. And it's only been a few weeks."

Yugi turned back to his dusting. "Thanks. I practice sometimes, when I'm doing random stuff."

"I've never seen you."

Yugi didn't answer for a moment. "If I accidentally do something I can't handle, I don't want you to get hurt. I'd rather rip apart half of the house than rip apart half of you."

Atem put his hand on Yugi's shoulder. "I trust you, Yugi. You are stronger than you think." Yugi glowed beneath the praise. "I believe that your abilities will do more help than harm. So don't worry so much."

Yugi felt calm all over, as if he had just gotten into bed at night. Atem's words always had that effect on him.

"Let's get this dusting over with, OK?" Yugi said.

"Sure."