InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Inuyasha Sells Out! ❯ Inuyasha and Kagome for Beggin' Strips ( Chapter 3 )

Actual Commercial: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CErapf79rqM

 

 

Inuyasha and Kagome for Beggin' Strips

 

*thrust thrust thrust thrust thrust thrust thrust thrust thrust thrust thrust thrust*

 

“Inuyasha!”

 

*pant pant pant pant pant pant pant pant pant*

 

“Inuyasha, stop that!”

 

*thrust thrust thrust thrust thrust thrust*

 

“Inuyasha, what the hell are you doing?!”

 

“I do believe he's humping your leg, Kagome,” the director observed, barely managing to keep a straight face, something none of the crew members had been able to do. She sent him a withering glare, the effect dampened by her crimson complexion. Every inch of skin above the neckline of her school uniform was flushed deep red. Even her eyes seemed to be glowing scarlet, but that wasn't in embarrassment.

 

“I can see that, jackass!” she swore. “What I meant was why is he acting like this?! When I signed up to be in this commercial, I thought I'd be feeding Inuyasha the bacon, not getting HUMPED!!!”

 

“It's actually not bacon, Kagome. It's Beggin' Strips brand dog snack from Purina. Dogs don't know it's not bac-c-ahahahahahaha!” the director cackled, finally losing the battle with his mirth as he began rolling around on the floor. Kagome was literally the only one left standing on the entire set. And she was none too pleased about it; you probably could have cooked real bacon on her forehead.

 

“Oh, how could I forget,” she yelled sarcastically. “Especially when the slogan is `it's BACON!!!'”

 

“Bacon? Where? Where? Where's the bacon?” Inuyasha abruptly ceased his lusty behavior, his mind having suddenly switch gears entirely at the mention of one of his favorite modern snacks. He began crawling around the set, rummaging through every droor and cupboard in the makeshift kitchen. “Bacon bacon bacon bacon bacon bacon…”

 

“What did you do to him?!” Kagome demanded, pointing a shaking finger at the director, who was just now picking himself off the ground.

 

“Well, we needed him to be a little hyper for the commercial, so I gave him…an upper.”

 

“An upper? Like what, cocaine?”

 

“No…not cocaine. Definitely not cocaine.”

 

Kagome could think of a hundred different insults she would like to throw at this bastard of a director, but it wouldn't do any good. Besides, she had something else on her mind right now, a crazy idea that seemed more and more appealing with each passing moment. Eh, might as well make the best of a bad situation…

 

“Inuyasha,” she called sweetly, her gentle voice drawing his attention. He pulled his head out from under the sink and looked up at her, exactly like a disappointed puppy might. She couldn't help but pat his head, overcome by his sheer adorableness.

 

“Bacon?” he said hopefully.

 

“I don't have any, Inuyasha,” she replied, to which his ears drooped. “But I might have some in my dressing room.” His ears immediately perked up, and he hopped along at her heels as she strode from the set.

 

“And I have something else you can hump,” she mumbled under her breath.