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Can’t Get Enough of That Sugar Crisp
Author’s Note: Enjoy the story and R&R.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of the Yu-Gi-Oh! SEVENS series.
Summary:
Hitching a ride on Sweets Kakoko’s horse, Kamijo “Luke” Tatsuhisa and Kirishima Romin go back to the past to devour history’s famous cakes.
“KAKOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Sweets Kakoko’s surprise stretched like taffy over the timestream.
“Look out for the window, Luke!”
In an eruption of expensive glass, the clay horse Luke and Romin rode rushed through the window into some great hall. The hollow animal jerked around without moving its stationary legs, flying in every direction and spinning from one end of the hall to the other until it finally came to a dead stop with its passengers potbelly-first on the floor.
“Ow…” Romin tried cracking her untraceable back. “Way to stick the landing, Luke!”
“I think I managed pretty well, considering I haven’t driven a time-travelling horse before!”
Romin dusted off her skirt. “Where are we, exactly?”
“Don’t you mean when are we?”
“No, stupid! Where are we? Because I’m a hundred percent sure you took us out of Goha City!”
“Don’t get a weak stomach now! Remember why we’re here!”
“Yeah, eating one ancient ruin made of cake didn’t cut it! You had to hijack a time machine and take us on a magical history tour to eat history’s most famous cakes! Without an invitation!”
“UNFAIR! Why are you so UNFAIR? You weren’t this upset when we pushed Kakoko out of the way to take her horse!” Luke began stuffing his face with delights from the fancy spread on the nearest table.
“That was before I knew the horse would be on fire!”
This strudel-y was a half-baked plan. As Wild Kitchen lifted and Sweets Kakoko gave her syrupy speech to Yagi Nick – preparing to board her horse to purportedly return to her time period – a fattened-up Luke and Romin barged through and seized her DeLorean stand-in just as it zigzagged back to the past!
They didn’t see or care what happened to Kakoko. She wasn’t Menzaburo’s friend Sorako, and she was working for Goha 66! The bad guys!
“Quelle horreur!” a woman’s horrified scream welcomed them.
“Who’s that?” Luke didn’t stop eating.
“I can’t believe it! It’s Marie Antoinette!”
“Oh, her? Well let me eat cake!”
Hopelessly dumb or bouts of sporadic intelligence. This boy, sometimes!
“ELEMENTARY SCHOOL STUDENTS OF THE MODERN ERA!” a louder exclamation caused Luke to waffle and the Queen of France to faint.
“Aliens!” He hid behind Romin.
The “aliens” were Haniwaffles, the honey-drizzled gingerbread monsters Kakoko summoned during the opening turn of her Duel.
“Wh-what do you want?” Romin’s heart pounded.
“WE ARE THE PROTECTORS OF THE CIVILIZATION SWEETS KAKOKO BELONGS TO! WE WILL NOT HAVE YOU EATING A HOLE IN HISTORY! YOU WILL SURRENDER YOURSELVES FOR PUNISHMENT!”
Luke pointed a scandalized finger over Romin’s shoulder. “WHAAAT? PUNISHMENT?”
“FOR STIRRING UP THE POT AND FERMENTING THE HISTORY OF CAKE TO SPOIL, YOU WILL BE TURNED INTO CANDY AND CRUSHED!”
“Noooo, not Candy Crush!” Luke went nuts and went bananas.
“NO? THEN YOU WILL BE TURNED INTO DRY FRUIT DECORATIONS FOR OUR CIVILIZATION’S HOUSES!”
With no warning, the water evaporated from Romin’s body, and she shrivelled into an apricot the colour of her top. Luke’s hair colour expanded over him, and he bloated into a blueberry.
They tossed in the grass, mumbling “Haniwa-wa-wa!” and “Kako-kako!”
“My, why are they rolling about?” Sushiko watched Luke and Romin struggle.
“It would appear they ate too much cake and are experiencing a sugar crash.” Gakuto slouched in shame. “That much sugar can make one hallucinate!”