Hello folks! This fic concept needs a little explaining, so I'll start.
These fics will be a parody of the most popular commercials in my country,
so they're non-connected little stories. But I'll try to make them
understandable enough on their own, so anyone who reads them won't waste
their time. Furthermore, I explain the basic story of the original
commercial at the end. Readers that come from my country will hopefully
"get it" more, though. Please give your suggestions and recommendations at
ek_kaoru@yahoo.com ^_^
For the debut, I'm using the most recent one by Surf, currently running on TV. Hope you like it, although I have no idea what I'm doing. ^_^x
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Kaoru and Kenshin are shopping in town one fine sunny day. First up, they were buying a new shirt for Sanosuke. He wore out his only shirt in a brawl- ---again. He promised to pay Kaoru back, although exactly WHEN he will pay remains to be seen.
As they reach the clothing store, they proceed immediately to the white shirts. Soon the two are unfolding shirts and comparing sizes and textures, trying to guess which shirt Sano might like best.
Once Kaoru had decided, she starts to fumble in her purse for the money to pay. The storeowner eyes Kaoru and her somewhat raggedy companion with suspicion.
Kenshin is a little anxious, holding out the crisp white shirt. "Kaoru- dono, don't forget about our broken inkwell. You have it in the purse..."
"Oh, don't worry about that inkwell, Kenshin! I have it secured," Kaoru reassures him. "Now WHERE is that money..AHA!"
But just as she pulls out her cash, out goes the cracked inkwell, too! There was only a few drops left in the bottle, but that was enough to spill dark blue ink all over the unbought white shirt. Kenshin lets out a loud "Oro!", and Kaoru turns as white as the shirt.
This sends the already suspicious shopowner running to them. She keeps a very stern face. Kenshin and Kaoru could only quake in their sandals, anticipating what would be said next.
"No return, no exchange!"
"Maaa, I told you about that inkwell, Kaoru-dono!" Kenshin mumbles.
"Alright already, Kenshin!" Kaoru flares up. "Now we have to pay for this shirt, and we can't give it to Sano! Man, we'll have to pay double!"
The storeowner at this point intervenes. "It is possible to get the ink out of the shirt, of course."
Red and black let out a big sigh of relief.
"However," the storeowner continues, "that would require some rather expensive laundry soap!"
Kaoru could only hang her head and hold it in her hand. More money down the drain..
"That might not be necessary, Kaoru-dono," Kenshin smiles.
"And why is that?" she asks doubtfully.
"I use Surfing Powder, de gozaru!"
"Nani?" Kaoru looks at him quizzically. "Exactly what is that?"
"Our laundry soap, Kaoru-dono. It works as well, but it's not as expensive! You do have to pay more attention to the stuff we buy in the market, de gozaru."
"I'm not sure I believe you yet, Kenshin..." Kaoru doubtfully says. Even the shopowner isn't impressed by Kenshin's confidence in his laundry soap.
"Don't worry, Kaoru-dono." Kenshin smiles at her. "Let's finish the shopping and get on home, so I can soak this shirt in soap."
Kaoru dutifully pays the shopowner for the damaged shirt, and they leave the store.
When they get home, Kenshin immediately soaks the white shirt in a tub full of the Surfing Powder. He waits a full hour, then carefully but vigorously scrubs at the ink stains.
Soon the shirt is hanging by a bamboo pole along with other laundry, as white as the sheet beside it, with no trace of ink stain.
"Sugoi, Kenshin!" Kaoru commends the redhead. "You did a wonderful job with that shirt! Now we don't have to go buy a new one!"
"See, I told you, de gozaru!" Kenshin replies. "It's all because of----"
"---your Surfing powder, OK, OK, Kenshin, if you say so," Kaoru sweatdrops.
The next day Sanosuke comes over for some free lunch. Kenshin and Kaoru are ready with his new shirt. He quickly tries it on.
"It's a good shirt, thanks guys! Remind me to pay you, Kaoru, as soon as possible." Sano tells her, while admiring himself in a mirror.
"Oh, don't worry about it! We got a good deal for that shirt," Kenshin tells him, "And besides.."
"....You look AW---esome!" Kaoru concludes.
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In the original, a pretty housewife and her mother-in-law shop for a shirt for the housewife's husband. The story more or less runs the way it did in this fic. ^_^
That's all folks! Tell me if you want more!
For the debut, I'm using the most recent one by Surf, currently running on TV. Hope you like it, although I have no idea what I'm doing. ^_^x
.............
Kaoru and Kenshin are shopping in town one fine sunny day. First up, they were buying a new shirt for Sanosuke. He wore out his only shirt in a brawl- ---again. He promised to pay Kaoru back, although exactly WHEN he will pay remains to be seen.
As they reach the clothing store, they proceed immediately to the white shirts. Soon the two are unfolding shirts and comparing sizes and textures, trying to guess which shirt Sano might like best.
Once Kaoru had decided, she starts to fumble in her purse for the money to pay. The storeowner eyes Kaoru and her somewhat raggedy companion with suspicion.
Kenshin is a little anxious, holding out the crisp white shirt. "Kaoru- dono, don't forget about our broken inkwell. You have it in the purse..."
"Oh, don't worry about that inkwell, Kenshin! I have it secured," Kaoru reassures him. "Now WHERE is that money..AHA!"
But just as she pulls out her cash, out goes the cracked inkwell, too! There was only a few drops left in the bottle, but that was enough to spill dark blue ink all over the unbought white shirt. Kenshin lets out a loud "Oro!", and Kaoru turns as white as the shirt.
This sends the already suspicious shopowner running to them. She keeps a very stern face. Kenshin and Kaoru could only quake in their sandals, anticipating what would be said next.
"No return, no exchange!"
"Maaa, I told you about that inkwell, Kaoru-dono!" Kenshin mumbles.
"Alright already, Kenshin!" Kaoru flares up. "Now we have to pay for this shirt, and we can't give it to Sano! Man, we'll have to pay double!"
The storeowner at this point intervenes. "It is possible to get the ink out of the shirt, of course."
Red and black let out a big sigh of relief.
"However," the storeowner continues, "that would require some rather expensive laundry soap!"
Kaoru could only hang her head and hold it in her hand. More money down the drain..
"That might not be necessary, Kaoru-dono," Kenshin smiles.
"And why is that?" she asks doubtfully.
"I use Surfing Powder, de gozaru!"
"Nani?" Kaoru looks at him quizzically. "Exactly what is that?"
"Our laundry soap, Kaoru-dono. It works as well, but it's not as expensive! You do have to pay more attention to the stuff we buy in the market, de gozaru."
"I'm not sure I believe you yet, Kenshin..." Kaoru doubtfully says. Even the shopowner isn't impressed by Kenshin's confidence in his laundry soap.
"Don't worry, Kaoru-dono." Kenshin smiles at her. "Let's finish the shopping and get on home, so I can soak this shirt in soap."
Kaoru dutifully pays the shopowner for the damaged shirt, and they leave the store.
When they get home, Kenshin immediately soaks the white shirt in a tub full of the Surfing Powder. He waits a full hour, then carefully but vigorously scrubs at the ink stains.
Soon the shirt is hanging by a bamboo pole along with other laundry, as white as the sheet beside it, with no trace of ink stain.
"Sugoi, Kenshin!" Kaoru commends the redhead. "You did a wonderful job with that shirt! Now we don't have to go buy a new one!"
"See, I told you, de gozaru!" Kenshin replies. "It's all because of----"
"---your Surfing powder, OK, OK, Kenshin, if you say so," Kaoru sweatdrops.
The next day Sanosuke comes over for some free lunch. Kenshin and Kaoru are ready with his new shirt. He quickly tries it on.
"It's a good shirt, thanks guys! Remind me to pay you, Kaoru, as soon as possible." Sano tells her, while admiring himself in a mirror.
"Oh, don't worry about it! We got a good deal for that shirt," Kenshin tells him, "And besides.."
"....You look AW---esome!" Kaoru concludes.
..............
In the original, a pretty housewife and her mother-in-law shop for a shirt for the housewife's husband. The story more or less runs the way it did in this fic. ^_^
That's all folks! Tell me if you want more!