Mokuba Kaiba fumbled with the dueling deck in front of him, unsure of what to make of all these cards had had access to yet no talent to use in order to back it up with. He groaned and turned to one of the duelists whom was his own age and waiting to hear what Mokuba had to say.
"Sheesh. Aren't you done yet?" The boy asked.
"Shut up." Mokuba said.
Seto Kaiba was hosting another dueling tournament and Mokuba was once again the little embasseter that went around, making sure people followed the rules. However, this one kid challenged his authority and bet that he didn't even know how to play the game. It made Mokuba angry enough to challenge him and he did but..
"I'm leaving." The kid said.
"Wait! You can't leave!" Mokuba shouted.
"Why not?" The kid challenged again.
"Because I enforce the rules of this tournament! You can't go even if I can't play the game." Mokuba shouted back.
",,, Can you fight?" The kid asked.
"Wha? O-Of course I can! Let's go!" Mokuba said rushing forward only to be met with a fist to the face. Mokuba suddenly went limp and wobbly. He sank to his knees and hit the ground, out like a light.
"Haha." The boy looked down at his sleeping form and pondered.
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