Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Drabble Equations ❯ advertisements ( Chapter 3 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: frk_werewolf 
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Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Romance / Suspense | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.12.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 562 | Visits: 230 | Status: Completed
for livejournal's wk100's prompt #51: Advertisements
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Romance / Suspense | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.12.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 562 | Visits: 230 | Status: Completed
Title: Superb Boots
Team: Weiss
Characters: Aya and ???
“As you can see, our boots are of superb quality.” A soft voice whispered as a redheaded man in all black slid against one wall. The man tilted his head, peeking around the corner, before pulling a large katana from its holder. “Indeed, even the most secretive of workers use our product.”
The redhead narrowed his eyes and turned toward the camera. Then, silent as could be, he stepped back and melted into the shadows.
“Amazing!” The soft voice exclaimed. “Did you see that? Indeed our product is worth the price.”
“…Yohji.”
“Oh! Hey, Aya.” The soft voice greeted sheepishly.
Title: Stain-B-Gone
Team: Weiss
Characters: Farfarello, Nagi, Crawford
Note: Contains a semi-disturbing scene of blood... But its' rather trivial.
“Have you ever been plagued by blood stains that just won’t come out?” Farfarello asked, speaking toward the camera.
“Behold, what Stain-B-Gone can do!” Farfarello announced. The Irishman cut into his arm, allowing the blood to stain the front of his white suit. He turned toward the side and spoke to someone off camera. “Do it, Nagi!”
A large bucket of liquid appeared, sailing through the air and hovering over Farfarello’s form. It then tipped over, pouring clear liquid onto Farfarello.
“Simply pointless.” Crawford stated from the sofa.
“I thought it was fun.” Nagi shared a slight smile with Farfarello.
Title: Sexy Product
Team: Weiss
Characters: Yohji, Omi, Ken
“It’s sleek and small, able to fit in your pocket!” Yohji announced, holding up a small, slender tube. “It’s powerful and only needs one battery! That’s right, only one!”
“That was… Lovely.” Omi insisted.
“But they turned me down!” Yohji whined. “They said I wasn’t sexy enough. Sexy!”
“Hey, guys, guess what?” Ken bounced into the kitchen, grinning. “I was offered this part in some stupid commercial, today.”
“What?” Yohji growled.
“Yeah.” Ken nodded. “Something about an electric toothbrush that fits in your pocket.” Ken scratched his head. “Weird product.”
“They picked that over me?” Yohji asked in pure shock.
Title: Bubbles
Team: Weiss
Characters: Yohji, Ken, Aya, Omi, and ???
A/N: And this is a result of me on a Kool-Aid high.
“Ohhhhhh, won’t you come to the land of Fey, where the bubbles dance all day loooooonnng! Bubbles! Bubbles! They dance and they are bubbles! Ohhhhhh, rubber ducky you like my bubbles! Yes, you like my bubbles! BUBBBBBLLLESSSSSSSSSSSSS!”
A silence filled the room. Then, still in shock, Yohji turned off the television.
“That was weird.” Ken stated.
“No, that was wrong.” Yohji corrected.
“Schwarz is up to something.” Aya informed them, his voice monotone. There was more silence, then everyone turned toward Omi. The youngest assassin’s eyes had yet to leave the television.
“Omi?” Ken asked.
“Farfarello… Bubbles…” Omi whispered, fearfully.
Team: Weiss
Characters: Aya and ???
“As you can see, our boots are of superb quality.” A soft voice whispered as a redheaded man in all black slid against one wall. The man tilted his head, peeking around the corner, before pulling a large katana from its holder. “Indeed, even the most secretive of workers use our product.”
The redhead narrowed his eyes and turned toward the camera. Then, silent as could be, he stepped back and melted into the shadows.
“Amazing!” The soft voice exclaimed. “Did you see that? Indeed our product is worth the price.”
“…Yohji.”
“Oh! Hey, Aya.” The soft voice greeted sheepishly.
Title: Stain-B-Gone
Team: Weiss
Characters: Farfarello, Nagi, Crawford
Note: Contains a semi-disturbing scene of blood... But its' rather trivial.
“Have you ever been plagued by blood stains that just won’t come out?” Farfarello asked, speaking toward the camera.
“Behold, what Stain-B-Gone can do!” Farfarello announced. The Irishman cut into his arm, allowing the blood to stain the front of his white suit. He turned toward the side and spoke to someone off camera. “Do it, Nagi!”
A large bucket of liquid appeared, sailing through the air and hovering over Farfarello’s form. It then tipped over, pouring clear liquid onto Farfarello.
“Simply pointless.” Crawford stated from the sofa.
“I thought it was fun.” Nagi shared a slight smile with Farfarello.
Title: Sexy Product
Team: Weiss
Characters: Yohji, Omi, Ken
“It’s sleek and small, able to fit in your pocket!” Yohji announced, holding up a small, slender tube. “It’s powerful and only needs one battery! That’s right, only one!”
“That was… Lovely.” Omi insisted.
“But they turned me down!” Yohji whined. “They said I wasn’t sexy enough. Sexy!”
“Hey, guys, guess what?” Ken bounced into the kitchen, grinning. “I was offered this part in some stupid commercial, today.”
“What?” Yohji growled.
“Yeah.” Ken nodded. “Something about an electric toothbrush that fits in your pocket.” Ken scratched his head. “Weird product.”
“They picked that over me?” Yohji asked in pure shock.
Title: Bubbles
Team: Weiss
Characters: Yohji, Ken, Aya, Omi, and ???
A/N: And this is a result of me on a Kool-Aid high.
“Ohhhhhh, won’t you come to the land of Fey, where the bubbles dance all day loooooonnng! Bubbles! Bubbles! They dance and they are bubbles! Ohhhhhh, rubber ducky you like my bubbles! Yes, you like my bubbles! BUBBBBBLLLESSSSSSSSSSSSS!”
A silence filled the room. Then, still in shock, Yohji turned off the television.
“That was weird.” Ken stated.
“No, that was wrong.” Yohji corrected.
“Schwarz is up to something.” Aya informed them, his voice monotone. There was more silence, then everyone turned toward Omi. The youngest assassin’s eyes had yet to leave the television.
“Omi?” Ken asked.
“Farfarello… Bubbles…” Omi whispered, fearfully.