The Doctor is in the wrong place.

[papafudo.livejournal.com]

[A figure clad in a white lab coat can be seen strutting across the lawn of Duel Academy Island, his current residence. Today had been a long, tiring day of teaching, and as such he felt he deserved a reward for his efforts. He had his faithful partner in crime, a shorter, rather unamused looking brunette following quickly behind him. As he reached his destination, a large smirk was visible across his face. He swung open the door and barged right in, not looking back. But the place he found himself was not one he expected...]


"HELLO LADIES, THE DOCTOR IS IN!"


....wait......... this isn't.....


the girl's bathhouse............


[Have a Dr. Fudo, a very confused one wondering why the lady's bathhouse suddenly bears a striking resemblance to the streets of Satellite.]

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[king-slacker.livejournal.com]

[Haou didn't really WANT to go looking at naked women in the bathhouse, but if Dr. Fudo wanted him to tag along then who was he to object? Besides, he wasn't about to do anything important on the dump of an island anyway. The only person he would ever consider anything ever remotely close to a friend had interrupted a good nap for this little adventure so it must have been rather important. However there was one question remaining:]

Why are we in that Satellite place?

[Suffice to say, judging by the angry look in his eyes, the king of darkness was not amused.]

[papafudo.livejournal.com]

[Papa looked around at his surroundings, scratching his head in confusion. He was just as confused as Haou, and rather disappointed that his plan had not gone... accordingly. Ah well, perhaps this could prove to be just as interesting.]

I'm not entirely certain, Haou. Last I checked, the door to the girl's bathhouse was not a direct portal to the Satellite. This is rather strange, to say the least.

[He turned around and opened the door which they came through, only to find an abandoned shop.]

Well, I guess we're stuck here for now. [He shrugged, the situation didn't seem to phase him, as usual.]

[king-slacker.livejournal.com]

[Haou narrowed his golden eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. Just his luck to get teleported to the shit city know as the Satellite. Well, at least Papa would be there. That was certainly a plus.]

How about we get stuck here for never? This place sucks worse than the world of darkness. Let's go home.

[Always the optimist, right Haou? He followed after the doctor anyway.]

[zombie-stripper.livejournal.com]

[Have a half naked, pale skinned and white haired pretty boy laughing at you]

Deciding to take my advice old man?

[papafudo.livejournal.com]

[Papa looks over at the man that was undoubtedly his idiot son's friend... minus some clothing.]

Oh, hello Kiryu. Advice you say? Well, while I cannot recall any advice you've given me, I certainly see you've taken my advice on the whole the less clothing the better ordeal.

[fatalyours.livejournal.com]

[And Kalin just happens to be nearby when the good doctor makes his announcement. Certainly close enough to hear it and regard him with a smirk. It kind of looks like a Yusei. But older. He isn't sure what this means but he's sure he'll like it~]

A little open for that, wouldn't you say, love?

[papafudo.livejournal.com]

[He turns to Kiryu, raising an eyebrow slightly. Did he not just talk to him moments ago? He would think he was seeing double, except for the fact that this Kiryu has clearly attained more clothing.]

Hello again, Kiryu. I see you've found yourself a shirt? Such a shame...

[king-slacker.livejournal.com]

[Haou smacks his forehead with the palm of his hand and sighs.]

Papa, you're talking to a different person.

[sugoisugoii.livejournal.com]

[A Rua comes walking alone, with Deformer Mobaphon floating next to him. Rua notices the man and runs forward.]

YUUUU-

[He stops in his tracks and looks up at the man.]

Yuusei! You've gotten taller! And your hair...

[Mobaphon looks down and beeps at Rua]

Well yeah that's Yuusei! Who else would he be?

[Mobaphon continues to beep.]

[papafudo.livejournal.com]

[He looks down, locating the source of the voice, chuckling.]

I'm actually Yusei's father. Are you a friend of his?

[sugoisugoii.livejournal.com]

[He looks taken aback a bit]

His dad? B-But Yuusei said that you...

[He backs away. Frightened at the thought that he might be talking to a zombie and might be after his brains]

[cherchevalier.livejournal.com]

[Que a rather sexy-looking Frenchie walking down the streets of Satellite. She's wearing a rather sleek-looking racing suit and she's been scouting out a place to stay the night. But when she catches sight of this stranger who looks quite a bit like Yuusei, she smirks.]

Someone looks a little lost.

[papafudo.livejournal.com]

[Papa perks up at the sound of the unmistakeably feminine voice, turning around to meet her.]

Oh, hello hello. I am actually, perhaps you would happen to have a map hidden in that lovely outfit of yours~?

[cherchevalier.livejournal.com]

[Sherry raises a brow. She does not approve of the comment :|]

No, I don't actually.

[She walks closer to him and looks him up and down for a moment.]

I suppose you're wondering where you are now, hm?

[junk-savior.livejournal.com]

[And here's someone familiar, although he doesn't know you. Yuusei was walking by, but he glances back when he hears that to see what the commotion was about.

And stops.

Because wow, you look a lot like him and he has a feeling you're not just another double.

And he's way too stunned to say anything just yet.]

[papafudo.livejournal.com]

Well hey there, idiot son of mine. What's with the shocked face? Didn't I ever teach you how to greet your family?

[He pauses for a moment.]


...and what are you doing in Satellite, anyhow? Don't you have a class to be teaching? [He makes absolutely no attempt to excuse his own presence here.]

[king-slacker.livejournal.com]

[He's standing next to Papa looking like he already owns the place.]

I believe what he meant to ask was, don't you have some students to frisk, Yuusei?

[papafudo.livejournal.com]

[Papa looks down at the tiny Yusei, rather confused by both the fact that his son is now a child and the said oddities, but he smiles nonetheless. He's accepted that this is some sort of odd parallel dimension at this point. He squats down, hands on his knees.]

Oh hello there, little Yusei~

[1andnotthesame.livejournal.com]

[Oh, there's...two of your son at once. And one looks kinda...inverted, what with his red reversed marker and brown jacket and furious expression.]

You.

Niisan...

[king-slacker.livejournal.com]

[Haou steps defensively in front of Papa. he can recognize a dark signer when he sees one.]

Don't address Papa like that. What do you want, Yusei...s?

[Well this is awkward.]

[1andnotthesame.livejournal.com]

[Cue snarling from Ryuu.]

I'll address him however the fuck I want. It's his damn bloody fault for messing in things he shouldn't have that me and my brother are like this.

And I'm NOT Yuusei.

[windbound-yusei.livejournal.com]

Hi dad.

[papafudo.livejournal.com]

[Papa responds with a rather confused look]


.....nice....contacts Yusei. I see you got into your mother's eyeliner again, too?