Well all I can say is
You guys asked for it
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"Kaiba... its Joey.... I'm here to take you home"
"Heyyyyyy what if when you choke on nothing.... Ghost dick, you're choking on ghost dick"
"Joey.... i'm scared"
"Go hide in the car Mokuba"
"Okay ;-;"
As Mokuba climbs in the passenger side and shuts the door quietly, Joey takes a cautious stance and tries to walk slowly to Kaiba, who is currently sitting in a full trashcan in the middle of central park.
He picks up a Reese's wrapper and slides it on his left hand like a glove.
"And who's to say ghost's don't twerk in your face-"
He looks at the slowly approaching Joey.
"Oh hi there"
Joey stops abruptly, not expecting the casual remark.
"Eh.... Hi dere"
Kaiba lifts a ketchup bottle and sets in on his head like a crown, closing his eyes and whispering
"i'm the queen of condiments, I RELISH this time"
(Puns.)
Joey crept closer.
"Uh...okay ya highness. We're gonna move ya to a new uh...."
He looks at the trashcan.
"Palace, I guess"
Kaiba opens his eyes, slowly tips the trashcan over, rolling down the sidewalk, rambling about the habits of ghosts.
Joey just watches on as he crashes into a lamp post, and is ejected onto the grass.
He stumbles up and lays a hand on an oak tree, falling on his face and promptly falling asleep.
Joey looks back at Mokuba.
"Dis is all your fault"
Mokuba whines from behind the window.
How was he supposed to know that that wasn't oregano he put in the brownies and that Roland was a weedie who stashed his grass in the pantry?
Well, to be honest, it'd probably be the only way Roland could put up with Kaiba.
"Why da hell would you put 'oregano' in brownies anyway"
Mokuba whined as Kaiba got up and threw up on a bush "it seemed like a good idea at the time"
The boys looked on as Kaiba pointed at the bush and stood contemplating.
Finally he said, "You did 9/11"
Just another day with the Kaiba's.
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Get it
Bush
9/11
I am entertaining
