[snippet] YGO: Guard Dog Snippet

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If we're gonna be doing just random short stuff, should really download the latest Black Cat anime episodes (OMG! Sven in DRAG! XD) and do ficcage for that. Or work on TGZ.
Unfortunately, the Voices are currently stuck on YGO. ~_~ Which sucks, because we can't find any of the early manga chapters scanlated for us to verify stuff with. >P

And since we won't be posting for a day or two, something to entertain y'all.

This snippet is actually something like 6 or 7 scenes down the road, but it jumped us while we had the 'puter and enough brain cells handy to make some sort of sense.



The conversation was going no where fast. The meeting was going no where fast.

Seto was loosing his temper fast.

Pegasus on the other hand, kept smirking. And swirling his red wine in his glass. But Seto really really REALLY wanted to wipe that smirk off the pale haired bastard's face.

And if he was called 'Boy' one more time he was going to... Well, he didn't know what he was going to do, but it was going to be violent, bloody and messy. Very, very messy.

The conference room door opened with a loud bang, causing both of them to startle. It was Jounouchi, quite literally kicking the door down, much to the shock and horror of the security officers behind him. The blond was grinning broadly in a maniacal sort of way, a large submarine sandwich slung over one shoulder like a large caveman's club.

"LUNCH TIME!" Jounouchi cheered, slamming the sandwich down on the tabletop between Seto and Pegasus. He gave them both a wide grin that showed -way- too many sharp teeth. "Eat. Or else."

And with that merry message, he sauntered out of the room, thoughtfully closing the door behind him.

Pegasus blinked theatrically, holding his glass still. "Your wife is incredibly bossy, isn't he?"

Seto thought about it for a moment. He should argue that Jounouchi wasn't his wife. He should argue that Jounouchi wasn't his anything at all, much less his. He should get angry, rise to the bait and simply argue anything at all, really.

But he was tired of playing Pegasus' games, he was tired of getting no where and he was tired and wanted to go home.

Perhaps a change of tactics was called for.

"Yes he is." He agreed mildly unwrapping the sandwich. As he had thought, it was pre-cut into sections ready to eat. "Sandwich?"

Pegasus looked at him thoughtfully for a moment, then agreed.

Things progressed much more smoothly after that.

Comments

[ran-hoshino.livejournal.com]

If you mean my nationality, I am half-Japanese and half-United States of American. However one of my parents traveled a lot for their job so I bounced around several countries. Unfortunately due to all the travel my language skills in writing and sometimes reading any language is somewhat mediocre. Although in the end I believe I have spent more than half of my life in Japan and consider it the closest thing I have to a homeland.

[mistressoffoxes.livejournal.com]

I kind of envy you. I've been in Denamrk for most of my life (not counting a day in Germany), and I've always wanted to learn Japanese.

But then again, the bouncing around from country to country sounds really stressing. How do you keep friends like that?