Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Yu-Gi-Oh Behind The Scenes! ❯ Mr.Clean's "Minor" Accident, Who shall replace him? ( Chapter 2 )

**I've decided to write another insane fic. This is Episode 2 of behind the scenes!**

Episode 2: Mr.Clean's "Minor" Accident, who shall replace him?

The studio was rebuild, after Yugi and his troops trashed it completely, a few months later. Yami hired Yugi back to calm him down and also hired the other short anime chars.

"Where is my friggin soda?!" yelled Yami. Mokuba came running over to Yami with a tray of open soda pop.

"Here you are sir," said Mokuba. Yami puffed up his cheeks.

"Damn it Moku, as I said in Episode one, DIET LEMON COKE TASTES LIKE FRIGGIN MR.CLEAN!" he yelled. He then hid under his chair in case Mr.Clean decided to show up (he throws Mr.Clean Lemon cleansers at people when he appears.)

Suddenly, Mokuba was whacked in the head by an incoming Mr.Clean bottle. Moku dropped to the ground as the open soda cans spilled all over Yami.

"Ack!" cried Yami. "My expensive Calvin Kelin boxers are getting stained!" NOOOO!" He placed his hands against his cheeks and looked completely horrified (popular thing people use, its off of a painting. I can't remember what it is called.)

"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.

"...Damn, talk about friggin flash back," said Yami as he cleaned himself up with a towel.

"The writer decided to reuse my scene because she is lazy," announced Mr.Clean. The room fills with gasps as they looked up to the sky.

"I...er..uh.." said the writer. "How dare you! I never liked you Toliet man!" The room becomes dead silent. The sound of typing fills the room. A large bottle of non-brand cleanser was sailing down from the ceiling and landed on Mr.Clean. Everyone gasped.

"You killed Mr.Clean!" they cried.

"No, I just brutely wounded him," muttered the writer. "Don't test my patience." Everyone cowered in fear.

"Good," beamed the writer.

The ambulance came rushing into the studio. The song "Everybody hurts" by REM plays as they carried Mr.Clean away on a stretcher.

"For pity sake, don't have to rub it in!" Mr.Clean yelled at the band as he was carried into the ambulance.

"Wha? This isn't the MTV Music Awards?" asked the lead singer. "Damn it, wrong studio again boys." The band groans as they pack up the equipment and left the studio.

"Get back here! I am gonna kick your ass!" yelled Mr.Clean. "And I am gonna get the writer for nearly killing me with a non-brand cleanser!"

"I'd like to see you try," said the writer as she laughed Nauga the Serpent style. Everyone watched as the ambulance doors closed and drove away while Mr.Clean continued to yell.

"Well damn, since Mr.Clean had a minor accident," said the director as looked up with a frown on his face. "We need a temporary replacement." Everyone turned his or her heads to Yami. Yami was drinking a diet 7-Up. He stopped after taking note that everyone was staring at him.

"...Oh no," said Yami as he dropped his soda and backed up. "I am NOT going to be friggin bald! Don't even think about it! AHHHHH!"

***

"They thought of it.." whined Yami. They put a swim hat on him to make him look bald. Also they put him in a rubber suit to make him look muscular. He stood there with a cape on while the crew prepared for his screen shot.

Yugi was sitting in Yami's chair, snickering. Yami looked over at Yugi and growled.

"Stop your friggin laughing, midget!" barked Yami. Yugi sniffed and cowered.

"Alright, do you know your lines?" asked the director.

"Why must I say those friggin lines?! Mr.Clean is no super hero!" yelled Yami.

"He's gotcha there," said the writer.

"Just do it!" demanded the director. "Or else you won't get anymore diet sodas." Yami gaped.

"You sick son of a-" started Yami.

"Bitch is a female dog," explained a nearby worker. "Some people use it as an insult but it means a female dog." The worker walking beside him nodded his head.

"Now then, take your place," said the director. Yami climbed up the stairs leading to the railings while grumbling.

"Ok, scene one take one," said one of the workers.

"Annnnnnnnnnnnnnd, action!" cried the director.

"Whenever there is a dirty kitchen, I am there," said Yami. "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..." Yami jumped down and landed on the ground. A light shined down on him as he stood proudly with his fists resting against his hips. "Mr.Clean!" The whole room burst into applauses.

"Cut!" cried the director.

"What?" said Yami.

"You didn't jump high enough," he replied. The whole room of people fell to the floor (anime style) while groaning.

"Jump around!" sang House of Pain. "Jump up Jump up and get down!"

Everyone screamed as the room filled with the sounds of a gun. House of Pain dodged the bullets and looked up to see Bakura with a shotgun in his hand, wearing a black suit, and a pair of shades.

"Hands up, aliens," said Bakura. Everyone in the room threw their hands up. "Not you, idiots." Everyone put his or her hands down. "You guys, the so called House of Pain."

The band looked at each other, then ran. Bakura jumped down from his hiding place. He then shot all the imposters in the head with ease.

"I can't stand that song, you guys are horrible at it," said Bakura.

He turned to see everyone staring at him. He reached into his pocket and pulled out something. "You all won't remember any of this." He pressed a button and the room filled with a bright light.

***

"Cut!" cried the director.

"What?" said Yami.

"You didn't jump high enough," he replied. The whole room of people fell to the floor (anime style) while groaning.

"Wha..?" said Yami as he got up. "Don't say I have to do it again!"

"Start climbing the ladder, Yami," said the director as he motioned towards the ladder leading up to the railings.

"You-" started Yami.

"Bastard is a funny anime show," said one of the workers taking a break. "You have to see it sometime, it's really good."

"Sounds good indeed," said the worker sitting beside him.

Yami climbed up the ladder while grumbling about how Mr.Clean is gonna pay when he gets back. Yami took his place.

"Scene one take two," said the worker.

"Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd, action!" cried the director.

"Whenever there is a dirty kitchen, I am there," said Yami. "Whenever..What was the next line again?"

***

"Scene one, take sixty eight," said the exhausted worker. Yami was looking like he would drop to the floor, he was literally bored to death.

"And action.." said the director in a bored voice.

"Whenever there is a dirty kitchen, I am there," said Yami. "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..." Yami jumped down and landed on the ground. A light shined down on him as he stood proudly with his fists resting against his hips. "Mr.Clean!" The whole room burst into applauses.

"Perfect!" cried the director. Everyone sighed in relief.

"Finally," said Yami as he flopped down in his seat.

"Alright, set up for scene two," cried the director.

"You suck, Yami," said Yugi. "How could you forget your lines fifty times?"

"Shut up small fry," growled Yami. "If you think you would make a better Mr.Clean then start stalking on a lifetime supply of growing pills." Yugi's eyes filled with tears.

"Your so mean!" screamed Yugi. He got up and ran out of the studio while running over people in the process.

"No mercy for you Yami!" cried Yugi.

"Damn it Yami!" yelled the director. "You've doomed us all again!"

"...Not my friggin fault the kid is short," said Yami. "Moku! Soda!" Suddenly, the entire studio started to shake. Yami fell out of his chair while everyone ran around panicking.

"GOD IS ANGRY! WE ARE ALL GONNA DIE!" screamed one of the workers. He started to run around in circles saying, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!".

The rumbling suddenly stopped. Everyone turned his or her heads to see Yugi standing beside a platform with a large bomb sitting on it. He had a remote control in his hand with a red button.

"Hehehehehehe!" laughed Yugi. "I'm gonna spend you all to outer space. HEHEHEHEHEHE!" Yugi danced around the bomb, chanting "Shorts rule and talls drool!"

"You little punk!" yelled Yami. "You ran over my favourite vending machine. YOU'RE FIRED!" Yugi stopped dancing and gaped at Yami.

"Wha..again..?" whimpered Yugi.

"Yami you-" started the director.

"Ass is another name for a donkey," explained the worker. "It is strange though to call a donkey an ass, makes it sound like you're insulting them."

"Sure does," said the other worker. They both turned their heads to see the giant bomb aiming at the studio. "OH CRAP" they said at the same time.

"That is it! I can no longer take your abuse!" cried Yugi. He pushed the red button.

"NOOO!" everyone screamed.

"Mother.." said the director.

"GOD WHY!" screamed a worker. The room filled with a bright flash.

To be continued.

**I hope you liked this episode, stay tuned for episode 3!**