Kitsune: HI EVERYBODY!!!
Jeremy: -eating-
Kitsune: -whacks him in the head- You eat more than NoFace!
NoFace: Actually, I'm on a diet. But, whatever.
Jeremy: OW! -gets angry- WHY'D YOU DO THAT FOR, YOU STUPID FOX GIRL?!?!?!!?
Kitsune: -blown away by the force of Jeremy's shriek- EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
Jeremy: Hmph. -nod- There. And now--
Kitsune: JEREMY SCREAMS LIKE A GURL!!!!! -maniacal laughter-
Jeremy: KITSUNE!!!
Kitsune: -laughing- -running away-
Jeremy: -chasing her-
Erika and Natali: -skip up- -singing- Rabid Chibi SQUIRRELSSSSSSSSSS!!!!
Jack: -in a squeak- INC!
Erika and Natalie: -singing- Owns nothiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!!!!
All three: -bows-
-Applause as the curtain falls-
Kitsune: I don't claim The Grudge, the Goosebumps series, or any other product stated in this fic. Kay? -smirk- I like pie.
The Youko King
Summary: That's right! Youko's a king! We do not own the anime characters present in this fanfiction. That means we don't own the animes: Yu-Yu-Hakusho, Crescent Moon, Inuyasha, or Rurouni Kenshin.
Cast
Young Simba . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Shippou
Adult Simba . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Youko Kurama
Mufasa . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Inuyasha
Sarabi . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Misoka
Scar . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Naraku
Young Nala . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Rin
Adult Nala . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Kaoru
Rafiki . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Toutousai
Timon . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Yusuke
Puumba . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Kuwabara
Zazuu . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Myoga
Shenzi . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Kagura
Bonzai . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Kanna
Ed . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Kohaku
Chapter 5: We Finally Realise Misoka's Gender, and Kaonashi Gets Attacked!
Kitsune: Sorry, this is a short chapter.
As the cast and crew of The Youko King sat in silence, waiting for the lights to turn on, Kitsune and her muses, Jeremy, Natalie, Erika, Jack, Moron, and David, along with her bodyguards/best friends, Sahara, Sora, Liz, Nleen, Michelle, and Smarties, sat in separate chairs. David, Moron, Jack, and Jeremy, the men of the group, decided to get dead drunk and have a burping contest. Meanwhile, Sora and Sahara were passing a flashlight back and forth, while holding it up to their faces, creating spooky shadows, and laughing maniacally. And, the rest of the group were singing none other than "99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall".
"Burp!" (Jeremy)
"Burp!" (Jack)
"Buuuuurp!" (David)
"BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLCH!!!!!!!"
Moron pounded his chest as he got a lazy, drunk look on his face. Jack, David, and Jeremy looked at Moron in shock and disgust.
Sora and Sahara had put their chairs directly across from one another. Sora grabbed the flashlight from Sahara.
"BUAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
Sahara grabbed it back.
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"
Sora grabbed it.
"BUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!"
Sahara grabbed it again.
"BUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!"
"Haha." Sora added, and giggled.
Kitsune, Liz, Nleen, Michelle, Smarties, Natalie and Erika had put their arms around one another and were swaying in time, while singing,
"99 bottles of beer on the wall, 99 bottles of beer! Take one down and pass it around, 98 bottles of beer on the wall! 98 bottles of beer on the wall, 98 bottles of beer! Take one down and pass it around . . ."
Kaonashi, meanwhile, was downstairs, trying to find a circuit breaker. He grumbled to himself. "Why did I sign up for this job?" He held a flashlight in his hand as he searched the basement. He hated going into the basement of this place. He knew what happened in basements.
"Goosebumps, Don't Go Into The Basement . . ." he muttered, then chuckled. He owned every single Goosebumps book, and was pretty damn proud of his collection.
And, as he searched, the light from the flashlight shone on various things downstairs, such as mops, brooms, buckets, a javelin, an airplane propellor from WW2, a bear statue courtesy of the local taxedermist, a rotting corpse with bloodshot eyes and wet, stringy black hair, and . . .
Kaonashi yelped, dropping the flashlight. It clattered loudly on the floor, and he bent down to grab it. He shook it a couple times, tapped it once or twice, before it turned on.
The corpse was right in his FACE!!
Kaonashi screamed and blacked out. The last thing he heard was a soft croaking noise . . .
MEANWHILE, upstairs, Misoka approached Kitsune, a flashlight in her hand. "Excuse me, Kitsune," she said.
"Yes, Misoka?" Kitsune asked.
"You gave me the part of Sarabi, yes?"
"Yes."
"And Sarabi is Mufasa's wife, yes?"
"Yes."
"I'm a guy."
Kitsune's face dropped. Her eye twitched slightly. She recoiled. "SERIOUSLY!?" she shrieked. The people around her winced and clapped their hands to their ears. Misoka was unaffected.
"Perhaps you should get Mahiru to play Sarabi," Misoka said.
"NONONONO!!" Kitsune screamed. "No. It's fine, it's okay. You get little parts, no one needs to know you're a guy . . . or that Sarabi is a guy. Uh, how about, you are Mufasa's . . . other brother?"
"Best friend."
"Deal."
The kitsunes shook on it.
"Alrighty," Jeremy said, a bit drunk, "Let's find Kaonashi. He's been missing for a while, now."
"Okay," everyone agreed, and set out to find the missing spirit.
Kitsune: Sorry this was so lame. I'm trying.
Nleen: S'Okay, Kits.
Kitsune: -sob- No, it's not okay!!
Liz: Review!