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Title: Anime Drag Race
Fandom: Inuyasha & Avatar: the Last Airbender
Author: Kat
Words: 220
Rating: T
Characters: Sesshoumaru, Sokka
Genre: Crack
Summary: Sesshoumaru is annoyed with one of his fellow contestants.
Warnings: None
A/N: I have been watching too much Rupauls' Drag Race.
A/N: This was a challenge fic for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: the Last Airbender or Inuyasha or Rupauls' Drag Race. I do not make any money from this fanfic whatsoever.
It took every ounce of Sesshoumaru’s restrain to maintain his composure as he applied his make up. His fellow Drag Race contestants chatted around him, getting ready for that night’s runway. But Sokka just had to sing. The obnoxious boy swayed to the music in his iPod. He was partially padded up, and styling his wig, singing. If his choice of music weren’t bad enough, he was also loud and horribly out of tune and could not find the melody. The distorted notes offended Sesshoumaru’s sensitive ears. But he remembered he would be disqualified from the competition if he off-ed an annoying contestant with his poison whip. And how could he win if he was disqualified? That prize was his damn it! Inuyasha winning last season was just disgraceful. He tried to just bare it, knowing that if he just made it through tonight, Sokka would probably be sent home. He had been in the bottom two for two challenges in a row now and things had not improved. The water-tribe brat would be gone and Sesshoumaru would be that much closer to victory. A chorus and three improvised verses later, Sesshoumaru decided that although the rules said he could not use his powers to eliminate a contestant, they said nothing about not strangling them with a curling iron cord.
Comments I received atfanfic_bakeoff
"*giggles* You go, Sessh!! Kill him! ;p"
Fandom: Inuyasha & Avatar: the Last Airbender
Author: Kat
Words: 220
Rating: T
Characters: Sesshoumaru, Sokka
Genre: Crack
Summary: Sesshoumaru is annoyed with one of his fellow contestants.
Warnings: None
A/N: I have been watching too much Rupauls' Drag Race.
A/N: This was a challenge fic for
fanfic_bakeoff Secret Ingredient 14, "Distort" and Bonus Ingredient "Genderbend." All entries have a 100-300 word limit. I write for Team Pie.I got a participation banner made by
cheshirejin:Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: the Last Airbender or Inuyasha or Rupauls' Drag Race. I do not make any money from this fanfic whatsoever.
It took every ounce of Sesshoumaru’s restrain to maintain his composure as he applied his make up. His fellow Drag Race contestants chatted around him, getting ready for that night’s runway. But Sokka just had to sing. The obnoxious boy swayed to the music in his iPod. He was partially padded up, and styling his wig, singing. If his choice of music weren’t bad enough, he was also loud and horribly out of tune and could not find the melody. The distorted notes offended Sesshoumaru’s sensitive ears. But he remembered he would be disqualified from the competition if he off-ed an annoying contestant with his poison whip. And how could he win if he was disqualified? That prize was his damn it! Inuyasha winning last season was just disgraceful. He tried to just bare it, knowing that if he just made it through tonight, Sokka would probably be sent home. He had been in the bottom two for two challenges in a row now and things had not improved. The water-tribe brat would be gone and Sesshoumaru would be that much closer to victory. A chorus and three improvised verses later, Sesshoumaru decided that although the rules said he could not use his powers to eliminate a contestant, they said nothing about not strangling them with a curling iron cord.
Comments I received at
fanfic_bakeoff"*giggles* You go, Sessh!! Kill him! ;p"
