Pixie Dust!!
Err...sumarize last chapter? How do I summerize EVERY chapter? Heather's an idiot (The real ones going to kill me for that comment though.)
So we once again find ourselves in the company of Heather and Yami. Heather is dragging Agent Smith behind her looking rather happy. "La la la la." Yami shook his head. "Tone deaf fangirl." Heather smiled "LOOK!" She stated pointing to the ground. Yami frowned feeling feed up with the girls rampant stupidity. "It's DIRT" Heather sweatdropped. "LOOK!!!" She said grabbing him and slamming his face into the ground. Yami then saw a little circle of birdies flying around his head. "Tire tracks! We can't be far!!!" She stated striking a pose "Faster than a speeding Russian! More powerful than a God of Destruction!!! Able to leap cringing Bishies in a single bound---!! It's---!!!" Cue a bang and flash of light. "SUPER HEATHER!!!" Yami sweatdropped at this. "Idiot." Heather stuck out her tounge glaring at him. "Nyah, you're just jealous because YOU don't have a super keen costume " Agent Smith simply looked ever more frustrated at this. "The voices in my skull keep screaming, "Impending DOOM Impending DOOM!"" Yami stated making the throbbing Motions. Meanwhile the voices in his head had something else to say as well. "Errr….It's called 'experience'" Heather sturck another pose. "Ta-da! O.O Thatdaway!" She proclaimed before bouncing off into the alaskan wilderness. Unfortunately for agent smith who was still dragging behind her. "Ouch! Oww! Hey that HURT!!!" Yami simply sighed placing a hand on his forehead and sighing. "A normal person would have FOLLOWED the tire tracks. @#$#%" Seconds later Heather bounded back into the exact same spot she had bounced from before. "Nyah! That was simply to throw any pursuing evilness off course." She proclaimed raising a hand in the air. "Of course." Yami said sarcastically. Following her. Smith said nothing. This unerving silence lasted for several minutes "Errr…" Smith ground his teeth in a rather threating way. Yami then lit his zippo "So how do we—" Heather raised her hand in the air effectivly thrawcking Agent smith in the process. "I bet if we found a PIXIE we could WISH ourselves back to the RV." Smith was quiet at this. "One wonders how someone could randomly come up with that idea?" Yami Asked with a sigh. "GAME FACE!!" She stated randomly before leaping off in search of pixies. Agent Smith looked to Yami slightly confused and definately worse for wear. "Ummm Mr. Motou..." Yami sighed "Just run while you can." Smith nodded before sprinting away. A few minutes later Heather leap back "Aiiieee! I FOUND one!!!" She proclaimed shaking her pixie catching net. "Sure….." She shook the net again. At this A girl with a an almost massive bush of sandy blonde hair feel out of the net wearing a fairy costume and looking rather vexxed as to what the hell was going on exactly. "Idiot, that's an SPRITE" The girl, Holly waved around her arms looking rather cheerful. "Sprite with MAGIC!!" She said waving. "I hate dots."
"Do we get a wish!?" Holly nodded "Anything wish-able except Bishies, RV's and Brad Pitt and a way outta this fic." Heather could think of only one thing to say at this. "@#$%." Yami looked slightly relieved. "At last! Okay, we wish for--" Heather jumped in front of him. "A bottomless sack!" She said with a large smile. Holly looed rather puzzled as to why the sprite wanted this gift and tilted her head to the side "bottomless….sack…?" Yami forze his eyes widened considerably as a matter of fact any more and his eyes would have come out of their sockets "What the f—" Heather repeated her wish "bottomless sack!" Holly looked rather stunned "Okkaaaayy…." She nodded and threw glitter at Heather "Sparklies! PIXIE DUST!!" Yami could only muster a few words but they fit his opinion rather well. "Omfg…." He stated as the bottomless sack appeared. Heather then hugged the said bottomless sack. "Just what I always wanted!!!" Yami looked rather desprate at the blonde sprite. "Can we have…one…more wish…."
"No" She said with a rather large and unsettling smile. "have fun!" She the disppeared leaving Yami looking rather desprate. "I just…want….Prozac…." Heather tapped on his shoulder. "LOOK!" she said dropping a rock into the sack which then fell through the bottomless bottom. Yami smacked a hand to his head. "Kill-me" He said looking up at the clouds. "It's a bag of Infinite Holding!" Proclaiemd Heather mystically. Yami was rather silent after this. He spent the rest of the time pondering suicide, and a convinient way to take Heather with him.
-----At the RV-----
Yami Malik looked around to the others. "Did you hear something?" This got an "!@#$?" from Hiei Pegasus nodded rather mystically. "Yeah, it sounded like a man screaming in eternal torment." Danielle chuckled sligthly demonically as she sat next to Kurama feeling she needed someone to snuggle up to in the absence of her white haired Bishie. Which reminded her to Kill Heather once they found her again. IF they found her again. "Heh- maybe there's a gate to hell around here." Mokuba was now down to dragging the Hotdog around on a leash. "C'mon spot!"
----The Bishies---
Cut to where out lovely friends are being held captive. They are all tied to posts under what appears to be a blazing fire. "Which is worse? To be rescued? Or not to be rescued?" Puzzled Ryou currently. Malik frowned "Depends. What's it like to be spitted and eaten alive?" Malik asked with a snigger. Seto looked rather angry at this. "One more impalement joke and I'll—" Malik looked fairly amused "Nahhhh! This time---YOU die BEFORE me!" Seto looked rather devious "Ahem….need I remind you of the 4Kids translation phrases?" Ryou couldn't help but chuckle at this "Yes-those were….amusing…Malik…" Seto and Ryou looed at eachother rather deviously. "I'm NOT gay! We were FRIENDS!!! FRIENDS!!!"
Err...sumarize last chapter? How do I summerize EVERY chapter? Heather's an idiot (The real ones going to kill me for that comment though.)
So we once again find ourselves in the company of Heather and Yami. Heather is dragging Agent Smith behind her looking rather happy. "La la la la." Yami shook his head. "Tone deaf fangirl." Heather smiled "LOOK!" She stated pointing to the ground. Yami frowned feeling feed up with the girls rampant stupidity. "It's DIRT" Heather sweatdropped. "LOOK!!!" She said grabbing him and slamming his face into the ground. Yami then saw a little circle of birdies flying around his head. "Tire tracks! We can't be far!!!" She stated striking a pose "Faster than a speeding Russian! More powerful than a God of Destruction!!! Able to leap cringing Bishies in a single bound---!! It's---!!!" Cue a bang and flash of light. "SUPER HEATHER!!!" Yami sweatdropped at this. "Idiot." Heather stuck out her tounge glaring at him. "Nyah, you're just jealous because YOU don't have a super keen costume " Agent Smith simply looked ever more frustrated at this. "The voices in my skull keep screaming, "Impending DOOM Impending DOOM!"" Yami stated making the throbbing Motions. Meanwhile the voices in his head had something else to say as well. "Errr….It's called 'experience'" Heather sturck another pose. "Ta-da! O.O Thatdaway!" She proclaimed before bouncing off into the alaskan wilderness. Unfortunately for agent smith who was still dragging behind her. "Ouch! Oww! Hey that HURT!!!" Yami simply sighed placing a hand on his forehead and sighing. "A normal person would have FOLLOWED the tire tracks. @#$#%" Seconds later Heather bounded back into the exact same spot she had bounced from before. "Nyah! That was simply to throw any pursuing evilness off course." She proclaimed raising a hand in the air. "Of course." Yami said sarcastically. Following her. Smith said nothing. This unerving silence lasted for several minutes "Errr…" Smith ground his teeth in a rather threating way. Yami then lit his zippo "So how do we—" Heather raised her hand in the air effectivly thrawcking Agent smith in the process. "I bet if we found a PIXIE we could WISH ourselves back to the RV." Smith was quiet at this. "One wonders how someone could randomly come up with that idea?" Yami Asked with a sigh. "GAME FACE!!" She stated randomly before leaping off in search of pixies. Agent Smith looked to Yami slightly confused and definately worse for wear. "Ummm Mr. Motou..." Yami sighed "Just run while you can." Smith nodded before sprinting away. A few minutes later Heather leap back "Aiiieee! I FOUND one!!!" She proclaimed shaking her pixie catching net. "Sure….." She shook the net again. At this A girl with a an almost massive bush of sandy blonde hair feel out of the net wearing a fairy costume and looking rather vexxed as to what the hell was going on exactly. "Idiot, that's an SPRITE" The girl, Holly waved around her arms looking rather cheerful. "Sprite with MAGIC!!" She said waving. "I hate dots."
"Do we get a wish!?" Holly nodded "Anything wish-able except Bishies, RV's and Brad Pitt and a way outta this fic." Heather could think of only one thing to say at this. "@#$%." Yami looked slightly relieved. "At last! Okay, we wish for--" Heather jumped in front of him. "A bottomless sack!" She said with a large smile. Holly looed rather puzzled as to why the sprite wanted this gift and tilted her head to the side "bottomless….sack…?" Yami forze his eyes widened considerably as a matter of fact any more and his eyes would have come out of their sockets "What the f—" Heather repeated her wish "bottomless sack!" Holly looked rather stunned "Okkaaaayy…." She nodded and threw glitter at Heather "Sparklies! PIXIE DUST!!" Yami could only muster a few words but they fit his opinion rather well. "Omfg…." He stated as the bottomless sack appeared. Heather then hugged the said bottomless sack. "Just what I always wanted!!!" Yami looked rather desprate at the blonde sprite. "Can we have…one…more wish…."
"No" She said with a rather large and unsettling smile. "have fun!" She the disppeared leaving Yami looking rather desprate. "I just…want….Prozac…." Heather tapped on his shoulder. "LOOK!" she said dropping a rock into the sack which then fell through the bottomless bottom. Yami smacked a hand to his head. "Kill-me" He said looking up at the clouds. "It's a bag of Infinite Holding!" Proclaiemd Heather mystically. Yami was rather silent after this. He spent the rest of the time pondering suicide, and a convinient way to take Heather with him.
-----At the RV-----
Yami Malik looked around to the others. "Did you hear something?" This got an "!@#$?" from Hiei Pegasus nodded rather mystically. "Yeah, it sounded like a man screaming in eternal torment." Danielle chuckled sligthly demonically as she sat next to Kurama feeling she needed someone to snuggle up to in the absence of her white haired Bishie. Which reminded her to Kill Heather once they found her again. IF they found her again. "Heh- maybe there's a gate to hell around here." Mokuba was now down to dragging the Hotdog around on a leash. "C'mon spot!"
----The Bishies---
Cut to where out lovely friends are being held captive. They are all tied to posts under what appears to be a blazing fire. "Which is worse? To be rescued? Or not to be rescued?" Puzzled Ryou currently. Malik frowned "Depends. What's it like to be spitted and eaten alive?" Malik asked with a snigger. Seto looked rather angry at this. "One more impalement joke and I'll—" Malik looked fairly amused "Nahhhh! This time---YOU die BEFORE me!" Seto looked rather devious "Ahem….need I remind you of the 4Kids translation phrases?" Ryou couldn't help but chuckle at this "Yes-those were….amusing…Malik…" Seto and Ryou looed at eachother rather deviously. "I'm NOT gay! We were FRIENDS!!! FRIENDS!!!"