Title: Wanted - a Decent Wish 1/1

Author: Dark Temptations

Beta: Vash is my Angel

Rating: PG13

Summary: After sending a bunny to her beta for a merciful shooting and burial, the Author decides to try again. Just how hard can it be to come up with a halfway decent wish for a plotline for a challenge fic that will fit all the requirements?

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh. I do not normally write parodies. I do not know what possessed me to write this one.

Author's Notes: The wishes and Beta responses in this story are all fictitious. Any resemblance to anything that I have actually thought of for the challenge - or my Beta's responses to the ideas - is purely coincidental. No Authors were harmed in the writing of this fic.

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Joey threw himself down on his bed and growled out loud as he punched his pillow. "That louse! How I'd like to show him! Thinking he's so good, just because he has money and a corporation almost as big as his ego! If I had my way, I'd soon show him a thing or two!" He buried his head in his abused pillow long enough to muffle his scream of frustration, then sat up and glared at his reflection in the mirror stuck to the inside of his open wardrobe door. "Man... I wish I had his heart in my hand!"

Three seconds later, the Author found herself being whipped by her Beta for even thinking of doing such a thing to Seto Kaiba and for scaring Joey out of his wits.

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Joey threw himself down on his bed and growled out loud as he punched his pillow. "That louse! How I'd like to show him! Thinking he's so good, just because he has money and a corporation almost as big as his ego! If I had my way, I'd soon show him a thing or two!" He buried his head in his abused pillow long enough to muffle his scream of frustration, then sat up and glared at his reflection in the mirror stuck to the inside of his open wardrobe door. "Man... I wish I had his heart!"

Three seconds later, Joey was hit by guilt and regret and the pain of loss as he recalled how Seto Kaiba had died in a car accident a few years ago and how Mokuba had tearfully offered his organs for donation, so that his brother's death would at least mean that other lives would be saved. Rubbing his chest, Joey silently thanked Mokuba. The heart transplant had saved his life, but he had never wanted to live at such a cost. He began to sob heartwrenchingly into his pillow.

The Author also began to sob heartwrenchingly as she was turned over her Beta's knee and given a sound spanking for coming up with something so very angsty.

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Joey threw himself down on his bed and growled out loud as he punched his pillow. "That louse! How I'd like to show him! Thinking he's so good, just because he has money and a corporation almost as big as his ego! If I had my way, I'd soon show him a thing or two!" He buried his head in his abused pillow long enough to muffle his scream of frustration, then sat up and glared at his reflection in the mirror stuck to the inside of his open wardrobe door. "Man... I wish I had his heart!"

Three seconds later, Joey stared around in shock as he found himself in a luxurious bedroom. He went pale when he realised that he was naked and tied to the bed with silk ropes. Seto came out of the bathroom wearing nothing but a smile and a very impressive erection and Joey stared at him in a mixture of shock, horror and fascination. "Kaiba?"

"Hello my love. Are you ready for our nightly game where I prove my love to you by pleasuring every inch of your delectable body until you scream for mercy?"

The Author sighed and shook her head. No matter how much she thought, she just couldn't come up with a sex scene that would take up the 6,809 words needed to meet the challenge's minimum length requirement. As she scrapped that idea, she tried very hard to ignore the disappointed pout of her Joey-muse. Maybe she needed to try a different wish entirely...

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Joey threw himself down on his bed and growled out loud as he punched his pillow. "That louse! How I'd like to show him! Thinking he's so good, just because he has money and a corporation almost as big as his ego! If I had my way, I'd soon show him a thing or two!" He buried his head in his abused pillow long enough to muffle his scream of frustration, then sat up and glared at his reflection in the mirror stuck to the inside of his open wardrobe door. "Man... I wish I was in his shoes!"

Three seconds later Joey looked down at his feet and grinned at the sight of the expensive leather loafers he was now wearing instead of his usual old trainers. "Cool. Gucci. I can sell these on Ebay and get enough for my sister's operation. Who needs that stupid tournament of Pegasus's?"

The Author ran out of the room - pursued by the hounds that her Beta had unleashed on her for daring to mess with the canon storyline.

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Joey threw himself down on his bed and growled out loud as he punched his pillow. "That louse! How I'd like to show him! Thinking he's so good, just because he has money and a corporation almost as big as his ego! If I had my way, I'd soon show him a thing or two!" He buried his head in his abused pillow long enough to muffle his scream of frustration, then sat up and glared at his reflection in the mirror stuck to the inside of his open wardrobe door. "Man... I wish I was in his shoes!"

Three seconds later Joey looked down at his feet and arched an eyebrow. "Man... Kaiba sure has weird taste in shoes. Doesn't he know how bad high heels are for the lower back? I'm glad I didn't wish to be his pants. I don't look good in satin and lace."

The Author went and hid in the basement that her Seto-muse had just pranced out of - to avoid the mob of Rocky Horror Show fans battering down her front door.

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Joey threw himself down on his bed and growled out loud as he punched his pillow. "That louse! How I'd like to show him! Thinking he's so good, just because he has money and a corporation almost as big as his ego! If I had my way, I'd soon show him a thing or two!" He buried his head in his abused pillow long enough to muffle his scream of frustration, then sat up and glared at his reflection in the mirror stuck to the inside of his open wardrobe door. "Man... I wish I was in his shoes!"

Three seconds later Joey looked down at his feet and arched an eyebrow. "Whoa. I never pictured Kaiba as being the pink fluffy bunny slipper type..."

The Author paused to consider that one and then sighed as once again the problem of meeting the required length reared its head. Nudging her Beta - on the floor and rolling with laughter - she sighed and tried again.

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Joey threw himself down on his bed and growled out loud as he punched his pillow. "That louse! How I'd like to show him! Thinking he's so good, just because he has money and a corporation almost as big as his ego! If I had my way, I'd soon show him a thing or two!" He buried his head in his abused pillow long enough to muffle his scream of frustration, then sat up and glared at his reflection in the mirror stuck to the inside of his open wardrobe door. "Man... I wish I was in his shoes!"

Three seconds later Joey looked down at his feet and stared in fascination. "Man... Kaiba sure has big feet. These shoes are huge."

At school the next day he told Tristan about his wish. The brunette smirked. "Well you know what they say, Joey. A man's feet is an indication as to the size of his cock."

Joey blinked at Tristan, then hurried off without a word - a rather glazed look in his eyes.

A few minutes later, he tapped his target on the shoulder. As soon as Seto turned around, Joey put the container of lube in his hand and purred, "Your place or mine?"

The Author looked at what she had just written and managed to keep a straight face for the same amount of time as it had taken the wish to be granted. Putting that one aside to inspire some decent dreamage later, she decided to have one last try.

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Joey threw himself down on his bed and growled out loud as he punched his pillow. "That louse! How I'd like to show him! Thinking he's so good, just because he has money and a corporation almost as big as his ego! If I had my way, I'd soon show him a thing or two!" He buried his head in his abused pillow long enough to muffle his scream of frustration, then sat up and glared at his reflection in the mirror stuck to the inside of his open wardrobe door. "Man... I wish I was in his shoes!"

Three seconds later Joey fell down and hit the ground hard. He let out a pained cry as something heavy fell on top of him a moment later. "What the...? Hey! Get off me!" He shoved at the brunette teen now lying on top of him - the question of what had just happened less important to him at that point than keeping his reaction at Seto's nearness a secret.

Seto glared at Joey. "I would except that we seem to have one small problem."

Joey glared back at Seto. "Oh yeah? What's that?"

Seto pointed down to their feet. "We are both wearing my shoes! Go get your own!"

Joey winced. "Oops." He tried to pull away, then blanched as he realised the awful truth. "Um... Seto... That's not the problem."

Seto sighed. "Then what is?"

Joey tried very hard not to faint. "We seem to be sharing the same feet."

The Author groaned and dropped her head on the desk with a loud bang. As her Beta patted her head consolingly, she sighed loudly. "Do I at least get points for originality?"

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