Authors note: Ok, this is my first ever fanfiction on the site and it's about what happens when you favourite stars are off set. Well...things may not be what they seem and you just gotta get a load of Kenny. (Ok, I'm not saying anymore until you read). Some of the characters are really OOC. So when you review, please go easy on me. I am new to this site after all. You may not think it's funny, but I do. Hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade, Spielberg or any of the other characters. Just this fic...oh yeah...and the screaming fans. Here goes.
BeyBlade Behind the Scenes
There were a couple of hours to go before the all-famous Beyblade cast were due to shoot another episode. And of course everyone was up to something, either preparing or just taking it easy. Well, you couldn't say that about Tyson. He stormed down the studio corridors dodging almost everyone in his path. He knew he had to get there. He had been dying for this treat since morning anyway, and he knew he was almost there. He finally stopped at the front of a door marked private on the front of it. However, he just ignored this. Stars like me can go anywhere, Tyson smirked to himself as he forced the door open and slammed it behind him, panting heavily as if he'd just ran a marathon.
He looked up in shock as he viewed his surroundings, for there in front of him stood as massive buffet table filled with all his favourite foods. His mouth watered heavily. There were all kinds of delicious treats; chicken drumsticks in batter; tuna and mayo sandwiches; numerous bowls of rice; several bowls of noodles; prawn delights; stir fry mixes. Tyson was in heaven. At that instant he rushed over to the table and began to chow down. He stuffed his face completely, cramming in treat after treat after treat.
"Hey, can I get a little more salt on that!" He ordered between mouthfuls.
The waitress nodded and took away the drumstick, returning with it, happily. Tyson grabbed the drumstick again, bit into it and then spat it out.
"Eww, that's too much salt! I want perfection here," Tyson commanded. "A guys gotta eat ya know."
He began eating more vigorously, as if he hadn't had something to eat for a week. But hey, that's Tyson for you. Just then, two men in black suits came through the door in an efficient fashion.
"Tyson, you have an interview in five minutes," Said one of the Suits. "We have been instructed to take you there."
Tyson turned away from his food is disbelief.
"What! Can't you see I'm eating here? He moaned. "I know that the public wanna see me and all, and that I've got major good looks, but come on, I have other matters at hand. He pointed to the food.
The two men looked at each other.
"Come on!" One suddenly said, as the both the Suits grabbed Tyson and dragged him out of the room.
"HEY! LET ME GO! YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME! I'M TYSON! YOU HERE ME! TYSON! I'M A STAR! I CAN'T BE TREATED THIS WAY! YOU JUST WAIT UNTIL MY SUPERVISOR HEARS ABOUT THS! He shouted, as he was hauled away, kicking and screaming from the private room.
Meanwhile, Rei was chilling out on the studio set, going over his lines. He liked to get into the feel of his character before going on camera. However, all of a sudden, a herd of screaming fan girls came stampeding over to him.
"Oh my gosh! IT'S REI!" One of them shouted.
Rei dropped his script and smiled as all the girls completely encircled him. He wasn't bothered about how they got in. He loved the attention. Hey, it comes with being a star, Rei thought to himself. He winked at a few of his fans as they started holding out autograph books and begging him to sigh them.
"Hey ladies, one at a time!" Rei smirked. "There's plenty of my autograph to go around.
He instantly began to sign autographs for the star struck girls.
"Could you make that out to Fiona?" Asked one of them.
"Sure thing babe!" Rei grinned.
"Oh my god!" The girl said. "He called me babe.
And with that she fainted into the group, leaving her friends to bring her back to reality.
"HEY YOU GIRLS! GET AWAY FROM HIM!" Came a voice from gates. Everybody turned around instantly to see a very angry Mariah standing at the doors of the set with her hands on her hips, looking displeased.
"Well, who are you? Said another one of Rei's fans.
"Who am I?" Mariah's eye twitched.
She couldn't believe that the girl was asking her that? After all, she was a star.
"WHO AM I?" Her eye twitched more. "I'm Mariah, the toughest beyblade girl around and you better leave Rei alone or else."
"Or else what?" Said the fan. "Or else this!"
Mariah held out her beyblade.
"Oh no! It is her! I don't wanna be sliced in half" Fiona said. (She'd finally recovered)
"Lets get out of here!" And the girls stampeded off the set.
Suckers! Mariah smirked to herself. We should really tell them that it's only in the show…nah!
"Mariah! Why d'you…" But before Rei could finish his sentence, Mariah was at his knee, looking up at him, smitten.
"I'm sorry Rei," Mariah smiled. "Did I do something wrong?
The all-famous sweat drop appeared before Rei's head as he got up and tried to escape, but found Mariah had gotten hold of his leg.
"Wait Rei!" Mariah said. "You must have realised it by now. We're destined to be together. I just know it."
"Mariah! Let go of my leg" Rei said trying to shake her off.
"No Rei! I won't until you admit it!"
"Mariah!!!!" He managed to shake her off and hightailed it out of there with Mariah hot on his trail. "But Rei! Wait! I wanna marry you! I wanna have your kids! Wait! Wait! Rei! I LOVE YOUUUUUUUU!!!"
Kenny was wondering what all the commotion was as he stepped outside his dressing room wearing a white t-shirt, a black leather jacket and matching leather trousers with chains at his side.
You see that, Kenny thought to himself. This is getting out of hand. Why don't girls chase me huh? It's not fair. I'm good looking. I'm telling you, playing this dork role is getting on my nerves. And half the time, chicks don't even know who I am. I'm sick of playing these nerdy roles. I may be short, but come on. I've even got a motorbike outside. They just don't know what they're missing.
He switched his normal Kenny goggle-like glasses with a pair of black shades.
"That's it! I've had it. I'm getting my agent on the phone" Kenny whipped out his flip-up cell phone and began dialling the number.
"Hello Jay? Yeah it's me, Kenny…no everything is not all right...I want out. All I'm doing is playing a computer nerd…WHAT! What do you mean there's nothing left...I'm not staying here...you better find me a deal…What did you say...Spielberg's got an offer…count me in…ok, let me just tell the guys...Kenny out" And with that he finished his call, feeling completely relieved, and bopped off to tell the others.
(For all of you that don't know "bopping" is a type of walk that's very cool…or was)
Kai was out in the studio gardens chilling by himself, taking in the scenery. He liked the gardens because they helped him to relax. He was all dolled up and ready for the shoot. He was just waiting for his calling. But all this relaxing was about to be ruined, for the fans that had ran in fear of Mariah had just spotted him.
"OH MY GOD! IT'S KAI!" Shouted the ringleader, Fiona.
Kai looked up in shock, as the group of girls rushed towards him.
"Yikes! Not good! Not good!" He got up and ran into the building with the girls behind him, screaming wildly.
"Watch the hair! Watch the hair!" He ran as fast as he could until he came to a dead end.
The girls had him cornered.
"Look everyone. We've got him" Shouted Fiona.
The girls rushed forward like leopards pouncing on their prey…
(The following part has been censored for the faint hearted or just general people who care about Kai).
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1… "Hey look! I got his scarf! I got his scarf!" Fiona shouted, holding it up.
"That's nothing compared to what I got!" Said another fan.
"But I got the scarf!"
"Gimme that!"
"You'll have to catch me for it!" And with that, the fans chased Fiona out of the building, leaving Kai in total shock.
Meanwhile, Max was in the pamper room having his hair and face done. He was growing quite annoyed with the way the make-up artists were doing his make up.
"No! No! No! You don't do it like that! You do it like this!" He shouted at one them. "Hey can I get a drink over here?"
A waitress returned with a glass on a tray. Max instantly grabbed it and took a sip, then spat it out.
"No! No! I asked for a Lemon Fanta, not an orange one! Get it right, woman!" He slammed the glass down onto the tray.
"Yo! Somebody tell my agent to cancel my plans with that Renee chick tonight! And oh yeah! I'm getting a little frustrated over here" Max clicked his fingers and at an instant he was receiving a shoulder massage.
"God, your fingers are bony!" Max jumped up. "That's it, I can't work like this no more. Where's that producer?" He stormed out of the pamper room in complete anger.
Max was used to getting his way.
Tyson was the first one to have a go. He'd just come out of his interview and he wasn't impressed. He found the producer and took him aside. The producer was quite shocked to see that one of the stars was talking to him.
"What seems to be the problem?" He smiled at Tyson through his frames.
"What did I tell you about disturbing me when there's food around?" Tyson glared.
The producer just blinked.
"You scheduled me for an interview when I was right in the middle of snack time" Tyson shouted. "What kind of organisation are you running here? I demand an explanation."
"Well maybe if you didn't eat so much, you wouldn't be having this problem" Came a voice.
Tyson turned to see Rei standing behind him.
"Hey, what can I say? Why do you think I asked them to include food in the series?" Tyson said.
"Well, anyway, I've got a problem, Mike" Rei pointed to the star struck Mariah, who was standing in the corner smiling at Rei. "THIS IS AN OUTRAGE! I mean it's bad enough she has to like me in the show, but this is ridiculous. I mean I know I'm good looking and all, but come on."
"You're good looking?" Tyson started. "I'm way more good looking then you."
"I don't think so! You haven't seen my fan mail?" Rei boasted.
"Well, I bet my fan mail overpowers yours" Tyson bragged.
Mike watched as the two hot heads went at it, until he finally spotted someone out of the corner of his eye.
"Kai?"
Tyson and Rei turned to see what happened to be an unhappy and totally unkempt Kai, holding onto his trousers. In fact, those were the only things he really had on, and even they were ripped. He wasn't wearing any shoes, his make up was smudged and his hair just looked like it had been through the washing machine…and tumble-dried the same way.
"Dang! What happened to you?" Rei asked.
Kai's eyes widened as he remembered the near-death (sort of) experience he had just been through. The horror! The horror!
When he came back to reality, he narrowed his eyes at the producer.
"Who let those girls in?" Kai said. "They ruined me. Every last one of them! I mean do you know how long it takes me to do this hair. Do you know how long it takes me just to get it perfect, get it just right, just unique? Do you know how much moose I have to use just to get it up right? No! You don't! And now it's ruined. I refuse to work like this."
Just then, Kenny and Max appeared; Kenny looking quite pleased with himself and Max, looking quite ticked off.
"Yo Mike! I quit! Spielberg just gave me an offer I can't refuse! So yeah! See ya" Kenny smiled.
"WHA!!" The producer couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"Yeah! And you better fire those good-for-nothing make-up artists," Max ordered. "They don't even know how do their work properly. Everyone knows that blusher's the last thing you put on"
There was silence. Everyone just looked at Max in shock.
"I always knew he was a girl!" Kenny said, breaking the silence. "Well, I'll be off now"
"WHA!!" The producer panicked.
"And me too!" Tyson said.
"Count me in!" Kai turned.
"In fact, we all quite!" Rei added, and the five Stars began to walk away, leaving the producer in shambles.
"Err...wait! Wait, you guys! You can't leave like this! I'll do anything"
"We're not listening!" Said Max, nose in the air.
"I'LL PAY YOU ONE MILLION DOLLARS EACH, EACH EPISODE, IF YOU STAY!" The producer blurted out.
It seemed to work because the boys stopped in their tacks. They turned around and smiled, before going back to the producer.
"So, how long is the semester again?" Tyson said, putting an arm around the producer.
"Yeah, we're talking about a million dollars right? Rei said putting a hand on Mikes other shoulder.
"Well, I get some too, don't I? Mariah said, grabbing on to Rei, who was trying to shake her off again.
"So, your telling me I can get four massages a day now? Max smiled.
"Well, as long as those girl don't come in again, I'll be happy" Kai said.
"Hey, those girls are my fans" Rei added.
Kai rolled his eyes.
"I guess I can cancel Spielberg" Kenny said, whipping out his cell phone again. "Spielberg can wait"
And so, the all-famous Beyblade cast walked off discussing the future of the series with the producer, feeling completely happy that they were all getting a raise. They were ready to shoot another episode.