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The Kaiba brothers-Through Struggles and Success (one on one rpg)

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Director of Music:
Seto flinched a little, as his brother stepped on his foot.  He picked Mokuba up, and put him over his shoulder, started walking, unaware of his protests. He took him to the limo.  "Stay here for a moment."  He dropped Mokuba into the car, and walked off.  Going back to find his cellphone.

Ruby Chan:
Mokuba sighed, and crossed his arms as he reclined back in the limo, watching his brother head back, probably to reclaim his precious mobile phone. Although it was expensive he admitted to himself grudgingly. Sighing again, his eyes slid to the empty driver's seat (the chauffeur had left for some fun of his own previously).

He'd always wanted to try driving this thing.....maybe Seto wouldn't be back for a while.......maybe....he could try?

Director of Music:
Seto walked toward the inner circle of the Haunted House.  He spotted his phone, and picked it up.  It was damaged, but he could always take it to the shop later to fix.  He put it into his pocket.  All of a sudden, it rang.  Seto hastily grabbed his phone.  "This is Kaiba."  Mr.Kaiba, this is London's Gaming President.  I'm here to inform you that my company will not be accepting your partnership.  Seto froze for a moment.  But then a smirk came through.  "Fine Mr.President...but it will be the worst mistake you have ever made."  "Ah, but you see Mr.Kaiba, we have no intention of doing a buisness with a...highschooler."  Seto fumed.  "Do what you want"  and shut the phone off.  He then walked out.  A sudden thought came to him...Mokuba wouldnt try anything while he was gone would he? ...Seto ran back to the limo.

Ruby Chan:
Feeling Seto put his arm around him, Mokuba only felt even more guilty if anything. Seto was going to be evern angrier when they got home and he saw the doctor waiting for him. Then he'd get the full force of Seto's fury.  But right now, with Seto being so kind and understanding...it just made him feel worse.

And how could it not be his fault? He was the one who'd tried to drive the stupid limo anyway....

Director of Music:
Seto peered down at his brother ever so slightly.  A small worried frown appeared on his younger sibling's face as his eyes glazed.  "Mokuba, listen to me." Seto commanded, "It's not your fault.  We're going home and we'll be alright then."  With a slight nod from Mokuba, Seto leaned back and fell asleep for the rest of the car trip.  In a couple of minutes they were home.  Seto pushed himself up when he spotted a car in the driveway.  He arched his eyebrows and saw Mokuba and Charlie stiffen.

"....Was I supposed to be aware we had a.....guest?  Seto stared at Charlie's embarrased look and Mokuba's guilty stricken one.  Seto glared at the pair of them.

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