Lights, Camera, Hairspray?
Second Yugi fic…I got the idea from a Trigun one that was extrememly hysterical! I own Lianna and you can clearly tell that these relations are MADE UP! Anyways…R&R please, if you want to actually understand Lianna, go read my other fic Moon's Angel meets Flame Swordsman. Thankx and enjoy!
Tea: Look! The red one's protecting the other!
Everyone stared at the two guys on the fake platform built in the studio as they pretended to be the duelist's monsters. The cameras moved in at the director's signal and everyone on the sideline was silent.
Tristan: That's because the- oh shit.
He fell silent as his spiked up hair flopped into his eyes. "Not again," he complained as a few of the hairdressers ran in.
"Cut!" the director shouted in frustration. "Thompson! That's the third time today! What's wrong?"
"The hair is," Joey laughed climbing down from his spot. The director shot a glare, "Believe me Sierra! It's not just him who hates it, everyone thinks it ridiculous."
"Tell me about it," Tea Hartford complained going off set to slump into a chair. "It honestly creeps the hell out of me."
"See!" Tristan shouted over the hiss of hairspray being loaded on him. "I told you! This thing is a menace to society!"
"Calm down," Yugi Masters said sitting on Tea's lap. "It's only hair you know."
Tea laughed playing with his hair, "Yeah, you just say that because yours looks cool." She wrapped a strand around her finger nuzzling his neck.
"Damn Tea," Joey Watson sighed as Yugi blushed, "he's a kid! Back off!"
"Ok," Sierra sighed as well going back to her chair, "let's call it a day. Besides, the 'monsters' need to go talk with CG." Everyone turned to look back at the two who were playfully bonking each other with the fake clubs they were given as props. "Hey!" they both turned and stopped in mid bonk, "get down here! Now!"
"Ah yes, our loving director with her motherly tone," Joey whispered to Tristan after he escaped the hairdressers.
"Come on, she'll hear you," he whispered back. He started into a random coughing fit, "What the?"
Joey turned and saw the source, "Back off you harpies! Get out of here! Go!" He shooed away the hairdressers as they came back with more hairspray. "You ok?"
"Yeah," he coughed straightening up. "Let's go home, I want out of this trench coat." Joey nodded in agreement and grabbed Yugi just as Tea was about to nibble on the poor boys neck.
"I'll see you boys later," she waved back.
"Sometimes it's hard for me to believe that she plays Tea. It's scary, really, really scary." Yugi flowed the older pair into the lockers and went to his own grabbing a normal pair of clothes. "I really don't understand these buckles," he complained pulling the shirt off over his head. "What real purpose do they serve?"
"To annoy the hell out of actors!" Tristan cheered flinging his shirt at Yugi.
"Watch it!" he yelped as it hit him in the face. Taking a breath he squeaked, "Dude, wear more deodorant!"
"Not funny," Tristan growled as Joey cracked up behind him. "Don't you start Watson!" He stripped off his pants and hurled them at his on-screen counterpart.
As it hit him full in the face, there was a brief knock on the door. "Hello?"
"Hang on!" Joey shouted detangling the pants from him. Yugi peeked over as he pulled his normal shirt on, still standing in his boxers. Tristan went to the door and opened it enough to stick his head through.
"Oh hi!" he greeted to whoever it was. "Come on in." He opened it wider and a girl with long black hair stepped in, eyes on Tristan.
"Hey!" Joey and Yugi shouted trying to cover-up. "Do you mind Tristan?"
"What?" he asked dumbfounded. "Sure," he reached over and closed the door. "What's up?" he asked turning back to the girl.
"Just needed you to look over this," she handed him some papers and grabbed a pen from behind her ear, "and you have to sign this," she handed him a clipboard.
"For the episode with Bakura?" he asked scribbling his signature.
"Right, but don't forget Starbucks at seven!" She smacked him on the arm and as he laughed she pecked him on the cheek. "Sorry about the intrusion boys!"
The door closed and Tristan went back to his locker pulling on his jeans. "Well, well, well, what have we hear?" Joey pulled on a shirt and stepped up to Tristan slapping him on the back. "It seems that Tristan's girlfriend has been hiding under our noses all this time."
"Wow Tristan," Yugi laughed as Tristan looked like he was going to faint, "I didn't know you went for girls with so much gall." He looked at the way Tristan was dressed and sobered up, "I didn't know you two were at boxer status either."
"Our man Tristan here sure looks like he's going to have a good night!" Joey dodged the punch thrown at him and frowned, "Now what was that for?"
"Shut you guys!" Tristan shouted pulling on his turtleneck. "That was my sister for God's Sake!" The other two boys stopped laughing long enough to stare in shock with their jaws dropped. "Yes, my sister."
"I didn't even know you had a sister," Yugi admitted pulling on a t-shirt that read, 'I'm just here for the drinks…no really!'
Joey hopped around the locker row on one foot while trying to pull his pants on over his shoes, "Why does this never work!" He finally toppled over and flung the pants off again. "So, do we ever get to meet this lovely miss Thompson?"
"No," Tristan snapped heading for the door, "I don't want you guys anywhere near except in a professional manner. She just got a decent job for once and I don't want it to go bad for her."
Joey glared pulling his pants on again, "yes sir. No immature relations with us screwing your sister." Yugi started laughing and Tristan just rolled his eyes as he shut the door.
"Joey, did you ever even see her face?" Yugi asked soon following Tristan. Joey shrugged, "Joey, doesn't it seem immoral to try and date a girl who you've never really even seen except for her hair?"
"Maybe, then again I could get lucky!"
Yeah…everyone's weird…and it gets worse! Please review I need the confidence. Give me some ideas too, all I got are big event, I need a LOT of filler and mini-events.
