Where: Inside of Otogi's house, at the party.
Summary: Malik attempts to create a conversation between him and his former friend, Yuugi, with hopes of sewing back together the tears in their friendship.
Now that Yami had scurried off elsewhere, Malik's attention switched to Yuugi. He really wanted to talk to him; just an innocent conversation, like ones they used to have. After recent events, though, it seemed as if the young boy was completely frightened of the mere sight of Malik.
Grabbing his Vernaccia di San Gimignano off of the nearby glass topped table, he headed towards the Pharaoh's lighter half. Perhaps this was the perfect time for them to become friends again.
"Hey, Yuugi-kun," Malik said as he approached the boy, a smile forming on his lips. "I like your costume," he commented, looking the boy up and down. It was pretty cute.
Wrong thoughts, wrong thoughts.
The chain was cute, too. It maked Yuugi look especially like a
Like a chiuahuahua.
Only less yappy, and more furry.
Yeah, much cuter. Almost as short, though. And his eyes weren't as beady, and he didn't shake every single second of his life.