My Little Yugi: Pinkie Is Magic

by distortedtruth92


P.M.S. Er... I Mean E.S.P

P.M.S. Er... I Mean E.S.P
Pinkie wakes to the sun shining through the canvas of the tent. She smells something cooking of something cooking. She has never smelled anything so delicious. It is something completely new to her, but it was amazing.
She looks to her left and right to notice that she was the last one in the tent. She slowly sits up and made her way out of the tent on her hands and knees. Tea's back is to her as she crouched over a frying pan. This is where the delicious smell was coming from. Tristan and Duke are both lounging with their backs against a tree, each drinking a soda. Yugi and Joey are sitting against another tree, both looking at their respective decks, getting ready for the day.
Joey looks up as Pinkie crawls out of flap, and, as his cheeks turn red, he resumes looking at his “Jinzo” card with extreme interest.
Pinkie crawls over to Tea and looks into the frying pan. In it are some kind of strips, roughly the same color as Flim and Flam's manes. This is what was making the wonderful aroma.
“What's that?” Pinkie asks with interest.
Tea looks up and smiles as the new arrival. “Good morning, Pinkie.” She indicates the food in the pan. “This is bacon, it's a type of meat here. One my favorites actually. It's almost done. I'll call you over when it's time to eat.”
“Okie Dokie Lokie.” Pinkie stands up and walks over to where Joey and Yugi are sitting and sits next to the former, making her arm touch his. She pulls out her own deck and starts inspecting the cards, thinking of different strategies.
Pinkie is looking over her “Mirage Dragon,” thinking of different ways to employ it in her battle plan, even though it had worked exceptionally well in her last duel, when Tea called out, “Breakfast is ready.”
The five that were not around the frying pan quickly moved so that that was no longer a problem.
“Wow, Tea,” Tristan calls. “It looks amazing.”
“Thanks Tristan.” She looks at Pinkie, “Last time were here, We didn't pack any food, and Pegasus didn't provide any, so now I brought plenty of food, with all the stuff needed to cook it.”
“Ah, well I'm glad you did,” Pinkie says as she grabs some bacon and puts it onto a paper plate for herself. She takes a small, nervous bite. As she chews, her mouth turns into a smile. “Wow, this is good.”
Tea smiles in return. “I'm glad you like it.”
The group is chowing down when they hear a twig snap just outside the the clearing they were in.
“Who's there?” Joey call out.
A short man with shoulder length teal hair walks out of the shadows. He is wearing a pink shirt with black zigzags rung down it. His pants are a matte black. He looks at Joey. “Remember this meal, Joey Wheeler, for it will be you last on this island.”
Pinkie bounds up to the new comer and hold out her hand to shake, “Hi, I'm Pinkie Pie. What's your name.”
The man looks down at her hand and , ignoring it, replies, “I am Espa Roba, and I am here to eliminate Mr. Wheeler, there, from this tournament.”
Joey speaks up from behind Pinkie. “Jeez, Espa, can't you at least let me finigh my breakfast before I trounce you.”
Espa sighs, “Very well.” He looks at Pinkie haughtily. “You know you ruined my dramatic entrance with your talking. When I am done with Wheeler, I will come after you, and I will destroy you.”
Pinkie is pushed aside as Joey rushes past her and punches Espa in the mouth. “Don't you dare talk to like that, you phony.”
Pinkie stands back up and brushes herself off. “It was nothing, Joey. Don't worry about it. Anyway, even if by some small chance he does beat you, I'll just have to kick his flank and win back your star chips.”
Yugi, who had walked up during the commotion, whispers in Pinkie's ear, “Uh, Pinkie, humans don't have flanks, we have butts.”
“Oh,” Pinkie says as a blush starts creeping up her face, “sorry.”
“'S alright.”
“Well, are you ready to duel now, Wheeler?”
Espa had clambered back up after being knocked down, blood is trickling down from the corner of his mouth..
“I'm ready when you are, psycho boy.”
“It's psychic, you nimwit. And, also I will duel you fairly this time.”
“Great. Now, It's time to duel.”

Sweet i got another chapter out today. Hope y'all like it. Also my cat is getting a tumor removed Wednesday. My fingers are crossed that it is the only one. Love y'all, Distorted