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[ficbit] YGO: Guard Dog snippet
Tucson's High of the day is 104f / 40c.
Los Angeles' High of the day is 93f / 34c.
Christchurch's High of the day is 44f / 7c.
I think the reverse in seasons and tempratures really isn't something you entirely understand until you experiance it first hand.
Remembered the other random snippet we were gonna write with the other one and forgot. ^^;;
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Seto was not annoyed. He was not frustrated. He was not about to slam his fists against the desk, because that would wake up Jounouchi, who was asleep under his desk and most likely drooling on Seto's boot.
The take-over of Industrial Illusions was taking longer than expected. Tenma had obviously learned from Pegasus' tactics and had made Industrial Illusions resistant to the same tactics that they had used. So much for using irony as a weapon.
And the little fishes were apparently sensing a change in the waters and were starting to nose around.
Seto glowered and hit the video-com button to connect with Mokuba's laboratory. The KC logo on the screen flickered a few moments before it connected, showing Mokuba typing away at a keyboard.
"Mokuba..." He trailed off as he noticed what appeared to be a small super deformed version of Noa attempting to eat a partially eaten chocolate bar resting on the table next to Mokuba's elbow. Seeing as the chocolate bar was solid and Noa was not, the green haired boy was not making much progress. "... What happened to Noa?"
"A minor technical iss- ACHOOO!" Mokuba sneezed. With a small cloud of smoke, Noa returned to his normal size and appearance, looking confused as to why his head was halfway through the table. Noa dazily wandered off. Mokuba sniffed, then wiped his nose with the back of a sleeve. "-Issue. I'm working on it. What's up?"
"I was pondering the virtues of buying out Schroeder Corporation and putting Mutou in charge of it." Seto deadpanned. After all, Mutou had been there for the defeat of Siegfried von Schroider and his brother Leonhart during the KC Grand Championship. The former King of Games surely could make the rival corporation profitable for Kaiba Corp.
Mokuba gave him a look that was wholly unimpressed. "No, 'Niiisama."
"I'm sure he could do a good job with it." Seto not quite needled.
"'Niisama, we're not buying out rival gaming companies because they're annoying you." Mokuba chided. He paused, then sneezed again. Chibi-Noa was back, voraciously attacking the chocolate bar with gusto again. And making as much progress as he had the first time. "Ahh! Noa!"
Seto turned off the video-com button with a jab of a finger. "Drat."
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If you get the Twin Signal reference, you deserve a cookie.
Los Angeles' High of the day is 93f / 34c.
Christchurch's High of the day is 44f / 7c.
I think the reverse in seasons and tempratures really isn't something you entirely understand until you experiance it first hand.
Remembered the other random snippet we were gonna write with the other one and forgot. ^^;;
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Seto was not annoyed. He was not frustrated. He was not about to slam his fists against the desk, because that would wake up Jounouchi, who was asleep under his desk and most likely drooling on Seto's boot.
The take-over of Industrial Illusions was taking longer than expected. Tenma had obviously learned from Pegasus' tactics and had made Industrial Illusions resistant to the same tactics that they had used. So much for using irony as a weapon.
And the little fishes were apparently sensing a change in the waters and were starting to nose around.
Seto glowered and hit the video-com button to connect with Mokuba's laboratory. The KC logo on the screen flickered a few moments before it connected, showing Mokuba typing away at a keyboard.
"Mokuba..." He trailed off as he noticed what appeared to be a small super deformed version of Noa attempting to eat a partially eaten chocolate bar resting on the table next to Mokuba's elbow. Seeing as the chocolate bar was solid and Noa was not, the green haired boy was not making much progress. "... What happened to Noa?"
"A minor technical iss- ACHOOO!" Mokuba sneezed. With a small cloud of smoke, Noa returned to his normal size and appearance, looking confused as to why his head was halfway through the table. Noa dazily wandered off. Mokuba sniffed, then wiped his nose with the back of a sleeve. "-Issue. I'm working on it. What's up?"
"I was pondering the virtues of buying out Schroeder Corporation and putting Mutou in charge of it." Seto deadpanned. After all, Mutou had been there for the defeat of Siegfried von Schroider and his brother Leonhart during the KC Grand Championship. The former King of Games surely could make the rival corporation profitable for Kaiba Corp.
Mokuba gave him a look that was wholly unimpressed. "No, 'Niiisama."
"I'm sure he could do a good job with it." Seto not quite needled.
"'Niisama, we're not buying out rival gaming companies because they're annoying you." Mokuba chided. He paused, then sneezed again. Chibi-Noa was back, voraciously attacking the chocolate bar with gusto again. And making as much progress as he had the first time. "Ahh! Noa!"
Seto turned off the video-com button with a jab of a finger. "Drat."
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If you get the Twin Signal reference, you deserve a cookie.
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"'Niisama, we're not buying out rival gaming companies because they're annoying you."
*innocent blink* Really? Why not? XD niiice ficbit. Highly amused by Jou drooling on Seto's shoe.
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Yay! ((GLOMPS Mati!)) Twin Signal is love! XD XD XD
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And Seto does gloat so well. ((Huggles Ysabet))
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