Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Yu-Gi-Oh Behind The Scenes! ❯ Meet The Real Characters ( Chapter 1 )

**I have decided to make a silly Fanfic. This is Yu-Gi-Oh behind the scenes! I hope everyone likes this fanfic, I've done my best to make it funny. The characters in the story are OOC big time.**



Yu-Gi-Oh Behind the Scenes

Yami is sitting in director's chair looking over the script with a frown on his face. Yugi is just smiling and watching the crew set up for the next scene.

"You know what," said Yami. "Why is it that I have to be the stuck in that Puzzle?" Yugi looked up at Yami and blinked. "Why couldn't you be stuck in the friggin puzzle, small fry? And why is it that no one treats me like Pharaoh! I'm the reincarnation of Pharaoh for Pete's sake! Your fired for no apparent reason."

Suddenly, Yugi's eyes filled with tears and his smile faded.

"I.I can't help it that I'm short," cried Yugi. "It's my mom's fault, damn her genes! Why can't us little people get any respect?!" Yugi leapt off the chair and ran off crying while Yami grinned. Two men were carrying a background board and Yugi ran right through it. The two men stood there and stared at the hole Yugi made in the background board.

"God damnit," grumbled one of the men in a British accent. "We worked bloody hard on that. Ah, bugger this." The tossed away the background then walked away to get some early lunch.

The director was heading out of his office when suddenly Yugi ran him right over (like he was in a stampede) and ran out of the studio.

"I'll make you pay, Yami!" called Yugi as he ran into people, causing them to fly up into the air.

"Yami opened his big mouth again and fired Yugi again, didn't he," groaned the director as he peeled himself off the floor. The director stormed over to Yami who was sitting casually in the director's seat. "I believe you are in my chair..." Yami lifted his blood red eyes up to the director.

"I sit where ever I please," he said. "I am the friggin Pharaoh so I can sit where ever I friggin want. Now fetch me a diet soda." Yami snapped his fingers a few times. The director kicked the seat Yami was sitting on over, causing Yami to fall and land on his face.

"Damnit Steve!" yelled Yami. "I just got my face done!"

"The only person who is Pharaoh is me," yelled the director. Out of no where, he pulled out a Pharaoh hat and put it on. He then started to do a crazy Egyptian dance while chanting. "Who's your Pharaoh, baby?' Yami growled and picked up the broken chair. He smashed it over the director's head (WWF style) and knocked him out.

"I'm your Pharaoh, baby," taunted Yami as he picked up the Pharaoh hat and placed it on. He started to march away but suddenly heard the sound of fire roaring. He turned to see the director standing up while his whole body was on fire. He had solid red, demonic, eyes and he was staring at Yami.

"Give..that...back....Pharaoh wanna-be," said the director. Yami gave the director "The Finger", then tilted his chin up and marched away. The director turned back to normal with his jaw hanging.

"Well..that was unexpected," he said. "I was expecting him to cower in fear and cry for his mommy." Yami turned around and suddenly grew taller and had scarier looking eyes then the director had.

"Who is crying for whose mommy?" barked Yami in a deep voice. The director yipped and scrambled away towards a corner like a puppy dog.

"I was," cried the director as he coward. "Mommy...help me..." Yami smirked and turned back to his normal self.

"That is better," he said. As he turned someone smacked him over the head with a wooden sword. Yami crashed to the ground and groaned in pain. He turned to face an angry looking Anzu with fire in her eyes as she stared down at him.

"You fired Yugi again," yelled Anzu as she waved around the wooden sword frantically. She then started to whack Yami over the head with her sword over and over. "Bad! Bad! Bad!"

"Ow! Ow! Ow!" cried Yami. Yami whimpered like a dog and cowered. Jounouchi popped out of no where and headed over to Anzu. He picked her up, and tossed her away into a moving by pastry truck.

"Leave my buddy alone, wench!" barked Jou. "Go pick on someone the same gender as you, women!" Yami sat up with sparkles in his eyes.

"Jounouchi, you saved me from the wicked witch of the west!" said Yami happily. Jounouchi smirked, which caused his teeth to go "ding" as they flashed. Yami fell back. "OW! Damn it Jou! You left the Crest White Strips on for too long!" Jounouchi covered his mouth and mumbled "Oops". Honda came dancing into the studio with a Budweiser bottle in his hand and suddenly hugged Yami; it appears that Honda is drunk.

"I love you <hiccup> guys," he said as he Yami tried to push him off so he could breathe. "You guys are <hiccup> so good to <hiccup> me."

"Can't.....breathe....." choked Yami as he flailed his arms.

"Oh gods," cried Jounouchi. "Honda is drunk again. Where does he get that stuff anyway? He is only 17!" Out of no where, the band Great Big Sea popped out and started to play "It's the end of the world."

"It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine!" sang the lead singer. Jounouchi picked up a nearby baseball and chucked it at him. The baseball smacked the lead singer in the head, causing it to make the sound of a bat hitting the baseball.

"Hey! Shuddup over there!" he yelled as the lead singer fell down. "I can't stand that song!" The band stopped playing.

"We're sorry," they said and bowed their heads. They picked up the unconscious singer and suddenly vanished. Jounouchi fell back and turned white as a ghost.

"Damn...that was very creepy," he said as his left eye twitched. Yami sat there and blinked. He was then whacked in the head by an incoming soda can. The room made a loud crashing sound when Yami hit the floor.

"There is your damn soda you friggin Pharaoh phony!" yelled the director.

"Let the bodies hit the floor!" sang the lead singer from Drowning Pool. Jounouchi blinked and looked towards the band.

"Ok, why the hell are there singers in a Yu-Gi-Oh studio? And how did they get into the anime world?" Drowning Pool stopped playing and looked around. They suddenly screamed when they realized they were anime characters. They ran out of the studio, running over the director in the process.

"What is with people running over me!" yelled the director as he lay on the floor twitching.

"Because its funny," giggled the writer of this fanfic. Everyone looked up to where they heard the voice.

"God?" said one of workers in the studio.

"Not exactly," said the writer. "But you can praise me all you want." The worker got on his knees and started to worship air.

"Hey! Will you stop messing around up there, block head!" yelled Jounouchi. The room was dead silent for a moment, then filled with sound of knuckles cracking.

"Block head huh? Alright then," said the writer. The room fills with the sound of typing. Suddenly, six flats of Pepsi appeared above Jou and fell directly on Jou's head. Everyone cringed as Jou was buried under the cans of soda pop.

"That's gotta hurt," said the British worker. "I hope that they won't lower our wages to pay for his funeral." His friend nodded his head in agreement. Flowers bloomed around the soda cans as funeral music played.

"Hey! Pepsi sucks!" called one of the workers. The funeral music came to a rough stop. Ten flats of Coke appeared over his head and landed directly on him.

"Ignorant bastard. Now, does anyone else want to call the mighty one a block head or say that my favorite drink sucks?" asked the writer. "Speak now or forever hold your peace." The room filled with silence except for the sound of crickets.

"That goes for you too, bugs!" yelled the writer. The crickets immediately fell silent. "Now, everyone get back to work." Everyone hurried on to what they were doing before the incident happened. Yami picked up the soda the director threw at him and looked it over.

"Hey! Diet lemon coke tastes like Mr.Clean!" whined Yami. "If I wanted to drink that, I would've gone to the janitor room and drink the whole friggin bottle." A bottle of Lemon Mr.Clean fell right onto Yami's head and knocked him out. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked towards Yami. Then everyone looked up to a see a man with a cape on standing on the railings where some wires were.

"Whenever there is a dirty kitchen, I am there," said the man. "Whenever there is a dirty bathroom, I am there. Whenever you are stressed over having no good cleansers, I'll be there. For I am..." The figure jumped down and landed on the ground. A light shined down on the man, who is actually Mr.Clean, as he stood proudly with his fists resting against his hips. "Mr.Clean!" The whole room burst into applauses.

Mr.Clean walked over to the bottle and picked it up. He opened it and sniffed it. He looks towards the readers and winks as the "Mr.Clean" song played.

"Smells like Summer," said Mr.Clean with a big smile on his face.

"And CUT!" someone yelled. "That is a wrap people!" Mr.Clean tossed the open bottle of Lemon Mr.Clean over his head as he walked to the cooler to get a beer. The cleanser lands right onto Honda; causing him to drink some of it. He sat up and hiccuped bubbles while grinning stupidly.

"Ooo, I'm in outer space," he said as he hiccuped more bubbles. "I can see Mars."

"Man," said Yami as he stood up and brushed himself off. "That must've been the longest Mr.Clean commercial ever. It had everything!" Everyone nodded in agreement. "I wonder if they will let us do a coke commercial."

Suddenly, a loud "CRASH" filled the room. Everyone turned to see Yugi wearing sunglasses, and dressed in a commando suit with a gun in his hand stepping into the room while three tanks followed after him (after knocking down the wall for him). Riding the tanks were small anime characters cheering while waving around weapons in their hands.

"Boys, its time for operation take over," smirked Yugi as he loaded his weapon. "Time for us little people to get the respect we deserve. Take no prisoners!"

"Aw crap," said Yami as he slapped his forehead. "Not again."

Fin….?

**I'm sorry if this sucked, I really tried. I just hope some of you liked it. <hopefulish look> Please don't flame me. <cowers> BTW, I have nothing against the familiar people in this fic, I just did this so people could get a laugh out of it. If you want another chapter of this, then please say so in the reviews and I'll gladly think of another one. Bye for now!**