A/N: Nowadays, I feel sad so I don't feel like updating my humor fics but I felt a need to continue this story. The reason is b/c originally I like writing humor more than romance (which is what I'm writing more of now, weird...) I like to write kiddie humor stories so I had to continue. I like to read them, too. Sorry for not updating for a long time. You see, I had been feeling like crud, my moods affect my story so I wrote more angst/drama/romance type stories. Since this was a light humor story I wanted to feel better before I wrote another chapter. Here's the new chapter: Enjoy!

Chapter 9: To the Supermarket

"Yes, finally!" I exclaimed, holding an important envelope.

This morning, I had an inkling that mom's check had finally come. So I raced out of the house and checked the mail. And here it was right in my hand. Now I didn't have to eat crappy food anymore and buy real food. To the supermarket, we go today! Then my face paled at the thought.

How could I possibly bring all of the kids to the supermarket? Sure, it was a huge place to shop. But the thoughts of the destruction they would cause especially from the two little chibis. (Malik and Marik) Bakura wasn't a problem since he wasn't bad anymore. Not THAT bad anyway. I mean, he still causes trouble but he's just trying to help with stuff.

Then again, he and Kaiba was still fighting from what happened yesterday. Should I really risk it especially what happened late last night?


"Come back here, you longhaired freak!" Kaiba yelled, chasing after Bakura.

"AHH! Mommy, he's trying to cut off all my hair!" Bakura screamed, waking up everybody in the whole house.

I had to run out of the bed while I was trying to fill out an application for a part-time job. I couldn't help but sweatdrop when I saw that vengeful Kaiba run after the white-haired fluffhead running with a pair of scissors in his hand. It was raised in the air and he had a determined fire in his eyes.

"What's going on here!" I exclaimed.

"This baka tried to burn me with a lighter!" Kaiba yelled back at me.

"So? It was fun!" Bakura retorted.

"This is seriously not happening to me," I said, leaning against the wall for support. "Wait a minute! What lighter are you talking about? My favorite silver one that mom gave to me?" Kaiba nodded. Then I sprang into action and joined into the chase. I was bigger than both of them were so I caught up to him in time.

"Whoops!" he said, sheepishly handing me my lighter.

"Would you stop stealing my stuff?" I said, furiously.

"Sorry, mommy. Here's your shorts back," he said, handing me a pair of shorts with red hearts on it.

I blushed when I realized that I never worn these shorts in my life. In fact, these were shorts for a guy! Where did this come from? This does look familiar though. Hmm...These seem to be the same thing that I've seen sticking out of Miiko's backpack one time when she came over.

"EEW!" I yelped, when I realized that I was holding someone's disgusting pair of shorts. A very ugly one at that, too. I wonder if it was washed after someone worn it?

"Also, here's a bra," he said, handing a white bra to me.

When I touched it, I realized that it was indeed a huge bra. I immediately flung it out of my hand. It was a D-cup.

"That's gross! Where did you get that?" I asked.

"From your giant next door neighbor, Mrs. Kimi. I took it last night from her bag, when she was too busy looking at the waiter's butt," he said, smiling.

"Okay, you are one weird kid," was all I had to say.

­End Flashback

I smacked my forehead with my hand. I was taking care a bunch of lethal and weird kids. Well, some were normal compared to others, but all of them were troublesome. Anybody that knew about my unique situation would agree with me on that. While I entering the house, the front door suddenly closed on me. I ran to it and tried to turn the doorknob but it was locked.

"Whoever did that is going to be in so much trouble!" I shouted, knocking loud on the door. An evil laugh could be heard behind the door. Grrr..."MARIK!"

I had to wait an hour later until Ryou woke up and saw me out of the window, so he raced down the stairs and opened the door for me. I was so grateful that I gave the adorable chibi a hug. By the time I entered the kitchen, I saw that everybody except Marik was sitting at the table, looking tired and grumpy.

I was equally as tired and grumpy. Stupid little yami... Just then, I felt a tug at my sleeve and looked down at Yugi. He looked up at me and asked, "Can I have a cookie for breakfast?"

He smiled and even if I couldn't refuse, I don't have anything in the house to eat. I wasn't going to make any cookies either. I put my hand on his head and said, "Sorry, Yugi-chan. We're all out of food for now. We'll have to go to the supermarket." Just then, Ryou came into the kitchen, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes and yawned. "Do you feel fine now, Ryou-chan?"

He smiled his cute smile at me and nodded. "But just to make sure, could I get more candy?" He asked while giving me his puppy face look. I was already familiar with this method that kids seem to work on other adults. I, on the other hand, wasn't so easily fazed. I should know my own little brother's always tried this on me and it never worked. It worked on my parents all the time but not me. Then again, it wasn't like it was going to cost me a lot of money. I mean, it's just one bag of candy that he wants.

"Okay, now that everybody's seems to want to make so much requests. Let's go to the bank to cash this check," I said, holding the envelope in the air. "Then go to the supermarket. I'm hungry, too." The growling of my stomach followed soon after. "Okay, here comes the hard part..." I said, sighing. Hopefully, they'll actually behave when we get there. I hope. I hope.

At the Supermarket

"Ruri-san, could we get these cookies?" Yugi asked me, tugging on my sleeve and holding a bag of cookies with the other hand.

"Sure, sure," I said, putting the bag into the cart. Then I unexpectantly lifted Yugi into the cart; he giggled. "Now where are those brats?" I muttered under my breath as I walked down the long aisle. Yugi, Ryou, Anzu and Shizuka were with me, four of them sitting in the cart. Once in a while, the four with me would point to whatever they want. Although, the missing chibis meaning the Kaiba brothers, the Ishtar siblings, the yami, Mai, Jou sometimes ran back to me with whatever they wanted. So far, the only things that we got were Yugi's bag of cookies, Ryou's jumbo bag of lollipops of fruity flavors (there's about 100 in there) and a package of cream puffs, Anzu's boxes of easy-to-make cupcake mix (along with icing), Shizuka's carton of strawberry ice cream, Mokuba's chocolate-flavored popsicles, plenty of fruits from the Ishtar siblings, Jou's frozen hamburgers; frozen pizza; carton of multi-flavored ice cream; popsicles; three giant soda bottles; boxes of pasta (I can't count anymore!). Anyway, let's just say that the normal ones got normal things but the not-so-normal ones like Marik came back with some knives and threw them carelessly cart (Yugi, Anzu and Shizuka had to dodge them since they were sitting in there.) When he went away again, I put the knives back.

"Mommy!" Bakura came running towards me with a big smile. His arms were open wide as though he expected me to hug him though I wasn't sure I wanted to do that. My eyes nearly popped out when I saw that he was covered in flour.

"What happened to you?" I asked him. He smiled mischievously with his hands behind him. He just shook his head. I sighed. "This means that I'm going to have to clean you up again."

"'Kay, mommy!" he said, licking his arm. He had a happy look on his face. I caught his arm and looked closer. "You were playing around with the sugar, weren't you?" I asked plainly. Yet again, he gave me an innocent smile and looked away. He saw his twin in the cart. "I wanna ride in the cart, too!" He whined.

"There's no more room in there," I said, pushing the cart to the fruit section.

"Then can you carry me?" He asked, giving me a puppy face look.

"No," I said simply. "I can't carry you and push the cart at the same time. You're just gonna have to walk next to me." He whined again but I took hold of his hand which he reluctantly took. Then we walked to the aisle where the snacks were. To my horror, I saw Jou holding a mountain load of different candy types. Some bags of candy were falling from the top while Jou was shaking underneath all the pressure. All that could be seen were his legs, feet and the arms that were carrying the candy. Just then Malik and Marik chased after Yami with metal pots. Yami was screaming for help, Malik and Marik were laughing gleefully.

I felt like one of the veins in my forehead was about to burst at that point. Other shoppers had to dodge the three running yamis. Some of the shoppers even got hit with the metal pots that Malik and Marik were brandishing. Yami just stepped on everybody else's toes to try to get away. Suddenly, I didn't feel so good. I felt like I was going to faint, watching them run around wasn't helping. Finally, Yami saw me and ran toward me, he hid behind my legs. As Malik and Marik ran toward me, the first one suddenly looked nervous and hid the metal pot behind him. He smiled sheepishly. Marik was bolder and kept chasing Yami around my legs now. I took away his weapon and hit him with it. It was just enough to knock him out. I carried the unconscious chibi with the spiraling eyes under my arm. I refused to buy anymore candy for Jou; he was disappointed but he let it go.

Anyway, the shopping trip was finally over. It was the beginning of noon now. Marik, who was still unconscious, was taken home in a paper bag with his head poking out. The cabdriver looked at me with wide eyes as I carried Marik in the paperbag and led the kids in the cab. He put the groceries in the trunk after staring strangely at me. Unfortunately, everything ended up to be about ninety dollars. I tearfully handed over the money. I had about four hundred and ten dollars left of my mom's check now. The bright side now is that now my cupboards are all full...of junk food. There were a lot of frozen breakfasts, lunches and dinners in the fridge though.

We arrived home with the bags in arms (mostly in my arms). The chibis contributed in carrying the lightweight things though. After we put the stuff away in cupboards and in the fridge, Ryou sat on the couch happily with the bag of lollipops. Anzu was in the kitchen with Shizuka and Isis, getting ready to bake cupcakes. (They would have to wait until I finished cleaning Bakura up though.) Yugi was trading one of his cookies for one of Ryou's lollipops. Yami was happily munching on a chocolate chip cookie while watching a kiddie show. Jou was in the kitchen, experimenting with weird food concoctions. Mai was busy using the whipcream to draw on Marik's sleeping face. Malik was helping me clean Bakura up but he wasn't exactly helping. Everytime I looked away, he used the shower nozzle to spray in Bakura's face. He laughed at him but the latter didn't find it funny. The next thing I knew he pulled Malik into the bathtub and tried to hold him underneath the water.

Now they were angry with each other. Anyway, Bakura was free from the sugary mess now. Malik was all dried up now. I was now helping the girls bake cupcakes. Bakura and Malik came in and said that he wanted to help. Once again, Bakura couldn't help us if his life depended on it. A few strands of his hair fell into the cupcake mix. Thankfully, we had another bag of cupcake mix. He was banned from the kitchen but he happily went to join Mai and Yami in playing jokes on Marik, who was still sleeping.

After we put eggs, water and baking soda into the cupcake mix, Malik was in charge of stirring it. He decided to use his bare hands and squished his fingers in it. He, too, was banned from the kitchen for the time being. Then Ryou came in, also saying that he wanted to help. Not wanting anyone to mess up the baking process again, I told him that he could help me by checking up on the Kaiba brothers. I wanted to know what they were up to. I haven't seen the two of them since the shopping trip.

Finally, Isis, Anzu, Shizuka and I were finished with stirring. It was put in the oven for it to bake. It was almost the end of the baking process when Isis discovered that one of her earrings was missing. I sweatdropped and looked at the oven with a sigh.

We rummaged through the finished cupcakes until we found Isis' earring. Only six cupcakes were left undamaged; the rest of them were reduced to crumbs. Those cupcakes were to be that night's dessert. I threw the damaged cupcakes outside so the birds could eat them.

Now I could finally take a rest. I flopped on the couch and closed my eyes. Everybody was nowhere in sight and they were also quiet. I was about to take a nice nap. My head hurts now. It didn't help that the others started to scream. "FIRE!" Someone yelled. Then they ran out of my room and into the living room where I was covering my head with a pillow. I wanted to drown everything out.

An hour later, a fireman told me that a burning bra was the cause of the fire that burned one corner of my room. Needless to say, I was furious with the culprits. I wasn't feeling too well to yell at them though. I just thanked the fireman that left and fixed them dinner. I went to sleep after.

The next day I woke up with a cold. To my horror, the only people that can take care of me are the same ones that almost burned my house down.

A/N: The next chapter is "Sick Babysitter". In the moment, I've run out of ideas for this fic so if any of you could possibly throw in an idea or two. That would be appreciated, thanks. Be sure to review.