"Why oh why oh why oh why oh why do we EVER listen to Oddball? We always end up in way more trouble than we started," Beansprout muttered with her head in her hands.
"I'm gonna die!" wailed Flibbage, dodging a falling ton of bricks, which landed on the floor in a heap, slightly denting the cell but not in a serious way. It was a serious cell.
"It's definitely getting worse," observed Beansprout pushing the bricks absent-mindedly with her foot.
"Wait! I have a- no I don't." said Flibbage, who looked more transparent with every minute.
"So is Oddball our enemy too now?"
"I'm not sure, maybe she's misled."
"So we don't trust anyone, right?"
"Guess not."
"Even- what's-his-name?"
"Who?"
"The one we're- looking for? We were looking for someone, right?"
"Argh! I can't remember who we were looking for either! I'm gonna DIE!" Yelled Flibbage, but was sudden cut off by a large comedy encyclopedia which fell on her whilst she was busy panicking. "Ack."
"Flibbage? Flibbage!? Are you dead?" said Beansprout, lifting the encyclopedia off a slightly flattened Flibbage.
"Oh my God!" said Flibbage sitting up suddenly.
"What?"
"I've just thought of a plan!"
* * *
"Okay," said Flibbage, after explaining the plan several times to Beansprout. "This may well not work. If it does work it will only be a temporary measure, but if we want to get out of here in time to find the guys and therefore save the universe, it's our only option." Flibbage took out her magic wand, which really just looked like a bit of stick. "Describe Yakky. Anything about him, looks, personality, whatever."
"Um." Beansprout furrowed her brow thinking about the slowly dissolving character constructs. "Caucasian male, late teens, jealous, overprotective, says incriminating things without meaning to, used to be dead, really quite cute-"
"Pardon?"
"Ignore that last one."
"I will not," and with a dark chuckle Flibbage waved the wand in a wide circle whilst speaking the powerful magic words of the spell she had invented.

"Mists of time,
Winds of fiction,
Bring us a man,
Who fits the description!"

There was a loud bang with accompanying Faery pyrotechnics and the pile of bricks lying on the floor disappeared. When the smoke cleared there were three people in the room. One of them was dressed in a red kimono.
"Oh come on Flib, you couldn't even get us someone human? Look at those ears! And that nose! He looks more like a dog than a person!"
"Well I think he's cute," mumbled Flib.
"The ears fetish must be hereditary then," Sprout said, grinning at the fact that she could once again make vaguely witty comments.
"WITCHES!!!" roared, [guess who?] Inu-Yasha [oh yeah][Ally commences to scream just like people do in American sitcoms when some obscure person that the audience recognizes but I don't walks in and does a cameo], "What have you done with Kagome? I'll kill you! Taste my claws!" and so on. Beansprout casually batted him out of the way. (Well it wouldn't do if he just slashed them into tiny pieces Hello, trying to STABILISE the plot here.) Inu-Yasha was used to this sort of treatment, and in a predictable kind of way, said 'Feh,' to himself and growled.
"Shut up Kimono-Dog-Boy, we are doing a spell!"
"Witches! Feh!"
"Right, now to replace J." said Flibbage, briskly rubbing her hands together confidently. "Describe."
"Okay. Black guy, really tall, in his twenties, always wears the same clothes, shades, massively inflated ego, inarticulate, thinks he's like some big gang member, quite annoying at times."
"Whatever;
Mists of time,
Winds of fiction,
Bring us a(nother) guy,
Who meets the description.

(Cue; more dramatic noises and diverse alarms)

"Aii, hello sexy ladies, you is looking very sexy." said Ali G, brushing the dust off his yellow boiler suit.
"Dear God Flibbage, what have you done?"
"Well maybe you should have thought of some more positive personality aspects."
"Oh for Folk's sakes!" yelled Sprout in exasperation as she surveyed the somewhat useless duo of token men, "Anyway, listen up stereotypical bloke types. We need your help. Not that we're damsels in distress-"
"See our big swords and magical powers?" added Flibbage.
"Shut up Flib. We've summoned you to help us escape this high security government building so we can ultimately prevent the end of the world as we know it. And we can't do it without you, or we'll be crushed by improbable objects."
"Is it because I is a great hero in 'da hood, who is a great rescuer of 'da birds what has got themselves into trouble?" asked Ali G.
"No, it's most definitely because you is black." Flibbage replied. [A note to our Norwegian fans. This isn't racist, it's a catchphrase we nicked from TV.] "And stupid." she added as an afterthought.
"Why should I help you? I could tear you to shreds! Besides I don't do anything unless there's a Shikon shard in it for me." Said Inu-Yasha.
"Is that like a Scooby snack?" asked Beansprout sarcastically.
"Kagome wouldn't like that." said Flibbage sagely.
"What do you know about Kagome? If you've hurt her I'll KILL YOU!! WHERE IS SHE???"
"I haven't touched Kagome; I just know she'd tell to do the right thing."
Dammit, she would as well, thought Inu-Yasha, but chose to only say "Feh."
"Grow up. Just smash the door in."
"Feh. And don't think it's because I'm helping you, it's just that I have grown tired of this hellish cage!"
Fortunately no one had taken away Flibbage's wand or the Sword of Slayskull, because the NGSPIB assumed they'd be pretty useless to two characters who were very unbalanced in the narrative sense, and Buffy was the only one who really cared about the Sword of Slayskull or had any clue what it was for anyway. However as Inu-Yasha's magical sword Tetsusaiga cut through the cell door, the guards and henchmen began to really regret their superior's lack of forethought.

(Cue; The big fight scene, Inu-Yasha cuts swathes through the guards (because in this reality a sword is a sword and the Tetsusaiga will slash anything) and Beansprout follows behind, bapping people with the mostly useless Slayskull. Flibbage (at her natural size) darts here and there turning henchmen into vegetables or mules as the fancy takes her. Ali G, strolls along at a safe distance, clicking his fingers together and saying 'Big up 'da Staines Massive!' occasionally.)

Well, the problem was, our little posse didn't really have a clue where they were going and eventually ended up in a chamber of cathedral-like proportions with a domed glass ceiling. In the center was a rectangular booth shaped curiously like a Portaloo.
"Great, a Bog!" said Ali G, "I is dying for a piss." and opened the door.
"No!" yelled Flibbage, noticing the sign that read 'Inter-dimensional Portaloo', but it was too late as with the flushing sound of impending doom he disappeared with a cry of,
"Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeee!"
"Aw crap! That was the best plan I ever had!" said Flibbage, and would have continued spewing obscenities, if not for the fact that, at that moment something in the air began to change. With Ali G.'s removal from the InubuYAKasha universe, Beansprout and Flibbage should have begun to feel unlucky again, but instead the balance seemed to be tipping in the opposite direction. All of a sudden, Beansprout had a thousand quips lined up, and Flibbage could think of a plan for any eventuality.
"They're nearby," whispered the faery, clutching Beansprout's arm. There was a dramatic pause as the two heroines stood, looking up at a particular window in the ceiling, Inu-Yasha stood by, slightly more confused than before. Then with a crash, the window imploded spectacularly as two figures on ropes swung through and abseiled down onto the floor.
"We came to rescue you. Oh." said J, noticing the trails of destruction.
"Hi Will."
"Dammit Flibbage! My name's not Will!!!"
"Not that we wanted to see you or anything," mumbled Yakky, "actually I hate you all, very much. Uh, yeah. But I didn't think your mother would be pleased… yeah that's it, if you were dead." he scratched his head embarrassedly. Suddenly he noticed something, "Who the hell is that, Beansprout?" He snapped, pointing at Inu-Yasha.
"Oh him? Well we had to do this replacement spell, you see, to help us think straight, and to replace J, we had Ali G., but he fell into an inter-dimensional Portaloo just before you guys arrived and-"
"You REPLACED me?"
"Oh folk off Yakky! You went off in some big strop, which according to Flibbage was going to bring about the end of the universe so-"
"So you REPLACED me?!!"
"Can I go now?" said Inu-Yasha sheepishly.
"Oh my God, Yakky, I can't believe you're being such a twat!"
"No, fine, go off with your new boyfriend, I don't care!"
"What the HELL are you talking about?"
Behind the somewhat hard to ignore sound of Beansprout and Yakky screaming at each other, J noticed that small buzzing noises were coming from the inter-dimensional Portaloo. J poked Flibbage in the arm to draw her attention to it, too. The glass from the broken window had showered over the enigmatic machine, and large shards were protruding from its control panels. It sparkled, it hummed, it fizzed, and with a sloshing noise, fell over sideways throwing the door open. To everyone's surprise the figure of a young, dark-haired, oriental girl climbed out, dressed in Japanese school uniform.
"Geez, can't I ever have a normal day?" Said Kagome dusting herself off, "Go into a public toilet and it falls over! But, *Gasp* where am I? Inu-Yasha? What's going on?

Oh dear oh dear oh dear readers,
WHAT IS KAGOME DOING HERE?
WILL THE GANG CONSOLE THEIR DIFFERENCES?
WILL BEANSPROUT AND YAKKY EVER TAKE THE HINT?
HOW OFTEN WILL INU-YASHA SAY 'FEH' BEFORE WE GET RID OF HIM?

[Well I think that clears up the issue of 'what exactly does the word InubuYAKasha mean?' Easy, it's a combination of three words; Inu-Yasha, (famous Japanese half demon created by Rumiko Takahashi) Buyakasha, (catchphrase of British comedy character Ali G. meaning 'kill all white men', or something like that) and yak (comedy smelly bovine animal indigenous to the Himalayas). People always ask us. I made it up, in episode two, cos I'm a frikkin' comedy genius. Emmy.]