"Mmm-hmm…and how does that make you feel?"

Mokuba groaned. "Dude, I told you. It DISTURBS me. When your big brother does a…STRIP ACT…in front of you…"

The psychologist nodded and took down some notes. Well, the 'notes' were actually little drawings of Seto Kaiba chibis.

Naked Seto Kaiba chibis.

Finally, he turned around the legal pad and said, "Is this what he looks like?"

Mokuba gasped and muttered, "God…you're good."

The psychologist adjusted his toupee and thick, round bifocals and nodded. "Yeah, I get that a lot."

Mokuba swallowed.

Then the psychologist nodded and said, "I will now do a demonstration of what your brother did that one fateful night."

"I wouldn't call it 'fateful'."

Psychologist simply glared at Mokuba. "All right…so he did this."

Psychologist tore off his shirt.

The younger Kaiba shook his head. "No, he took off his trench coat first."

The psychologist shook his head. "Damn it, kid, I'm trying to do a reenactment here! Do you think it'll be perfect?"

Mokuba groaned. "Noooo…no reenactment! You're gonna scar me again!"

Psychologist shook his head. "I only scar those who do not pay—wait, who's paying me?"

"Um, will you accept Cheez-It's?"

The psychologist gasped. "No way in hell!"

"How about caramel apples?"

"No."

"Little pieces of deviled eggs?"

"NO FOOD!"

Mokuba thought for a moment before speaking. "How 'bout…gnomes?"

Psychologist thought for a moment. "Well…"

Mokuba said, "That's my final offer. Take it or leave it."

"Fine. Little sexy lawn gnomes it is."

"Okay."

To Be Continued…