[Mokuba is feeling serious. Grounded. Mature, one could say. He has decided to use his time in the DR wisely - to take a step forward towards achieving his goals - and is constructing his future deck. This may involve vast numbers of incredibly shiny cards, but he certainly won't be cooing over them. Not today.
He has also decided to alert his great
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[Perhaps if Yume was acting her age, she would be in her room.
But she isn't. She's poking her head around the convieniently placed corner that is in fair distance of Mokuba, and giggling like a middle school girl.
Conveniently enough, she seems to think she still is one, with cleverly selective memory gaps to tell her who Mokuba is.] "Heheheheheeee..." [She has a string in her hands.] "Kheheheheheheeeeeee..!" [It is very fine, and very likely attached to something on the other side of that door.
Mokuba, don't open it-!]
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Yume.
Giggling.
Allow that thought to sink in for a moment, with a clear 'does not compute' expression - she's supposed to be kind of like Seto, and Seto wouldn't...]
I was hoping to find you. ...What are you doing?
[And, yes, that door creaks open.]
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From above the shelf that sits by the inside of the door, comes a bucket. A bucket of water.
AND GLITTERING CONFETTI.]
"Gotcha...!!!"
[AGHGGGG- WHAT-]
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GAH! WHA-?!!!!
[He has confetti in his hair.
We're gonna get her back, right? We're the kings of pranks. She'd better watch out.
Wait, isn't other him the serious one...? This thought discarded in favour of mourning the loss of his dignity.]
What was that for?! Were you trying to give me a heart attack, or was that just an inconvenient side effect? [His crotchety old man voice probably needs work.]
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