The Questionaire
By: Todd Maxwell
Disclaimer: Did I spell that right? Oh yeah disclaimer: blah blah blah blah blah don't blah blah own blah blah Gundam Wing
"You've got mail." Duo Maxwells AOL e-mail account said.
"Oh, really gee thanks! Do you think I can't tell! I mean am I stupid or something!" Duo responded as he brushed his hand through his hair.
"Maybe….." the computer mumbled.
"Hey I heard that! Oh well I won't send you to gigabyte heaven yet." He scrolled the mouse across the screen and clicked on * New Mail *
There was two messages, one from Hilde and one that was labeled 'We wish to know about you.'
He thought 'Which one to read first.' He scrolled the arrow over to 'We wish to know about you' and clicked.
A large e-mail popped up with random questions about nothing in particular.
"This might take awhile." He said to himself. He slowly got up and walked to the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator door and bent over, he picked up a Coke, "Always coke-a-cola."
He walked back to the computer room and sat in his soft black chair. He opened the pepsi and began to read.
'Thank you for accepting our e-mail, please fill out the following questions on the blanks given.' The e-mail said.
"Easy enough." He thought as he read the first question:
1: //If you could kill any Gundam Pilot, who would it be and why?//
"Whadya mean *could* I can damnit I am the god-o-death! Oh yeah the question. It would have to be Quatre. He just freaks me out! All the pink and the khaki pants." Duo cringed as he read the next question.
2: //What is your favorite food, and what topping or side?//
"This one is pretty easy, I like sugar with a side of sugar and maybe a teaspoon of sugar on top!" he typed in. "Next."
3: //What gender are you?//
"Huh? Gender? Oh you mean boy/girl right? Well I am definitely a guy but I am not too sure about Quatre…" he read on.
4: //What are your thoughts on Trowa Barton?//
"Well, sometimes I don't even know if he is alive. I mean he never talks! For all we know he could be dead standing!" he took a sip of coke.
5: //What is your favorite band?//
"Duh,your kidding right? Powerman5000!" He grinned, "Heh, I bet no one would expect that."
6: //What is your favorite song?//
"Well, I guess it would have to be 'When Worlds Collide.' "
7: //What is your favorite candy?//
"Hmm.There are So many to choose from. I know: All of them!"
8: //If you had to have your gundam blown up for a price, what would your price be?//
"Damn you e-mail are you threatining me! My price would be One million boxes of sugar!"
Just then his Gundam blasts off and in its place are one million boxes of sugar.
"Damn you AOL!" Duo screamed as his Gundam took off. He turned back to the computer screen and read on.
9: //So did you think your Gundam would really be stolen?//
"No," he stopped mouth agape, "How did you know…….you you evil AOL internet service!"
10: //If you could chose one band to blow up with your Gundam which would it be?//
His brow furrowed in thought, "N*Sync would have to go! The band of boys that sound like girls! Mhuahahahahah! Ahem, excuse me."
11: //Final question, who would you like to get this similar type of e- mail?//
"Now here is a dumb question! Trowa, I mean if he gets it than he'll be forced to enter stuff about himself and than I'll know about him!"
Duo scrolled over to the * Send * button and clicked it.
Five minutes later *
Trowa Barton clicked on his e-mail button. There was a message to him labeled 'We wis hto know about you.'
"This could be interesting……"
To be continued *
Well on my next fic Trow fills out the evil e-mail. Please R&R!
By: Todd Maxwell
Disclaimer: Did I spell that right? Oh yeah disclaimer: blah blah blah blah blah don't blah blah own blah blah Gundam Wing
"You've got mail." Duo Maxwells AOL e-mail account said.
"Oh, really gee thanks! Do you think I can't tell! I mean am I stupid or something!" Duo responded as he brushed his hand through his hair.
"Maybe….." the computer mumbled.
"Hey I heard that! Oh well I won't send you to gigabyte heaven yet." He scrolled the mouse across the screen and clicked on * New Mail *
There was two messages, one from Hilde and one that was labeled 'We wish to know about you.'
He thought 'Which one to read first.' He scrolled the arrow over to 'We wish to know about you' and clicked.
A large e-mail popped up with random questions about nothing in particular.
"This might take awhile." He said to himself. He slowly got up and walked to the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator door and bent over, he picked up a Coke, "Always coke-a-cola."
He walked back to the computer room and sat in his soft black chair. He opened the pepsi and began to read.
'Thank you for accepting our e-mail, please fill out the following questions on the blanks given.' The e-mail said.
"Easy enough." He thought as he read the first question:
1: //If you could kill any Gundam Pilot, who would it be and why?//
"Whadya mean *could* I can damnit I am the god-o-death! Oh yeah the question. It would have to be Quatre. He just freaks me out! All the pink and the khaki pants." Duo cringed as he read the next question.
2: //What is your favorite food, and what topping or side?//
"This one is pretty easy, I like sugar with a side of sugar and maybe a teaspoon of sugar on top!" he typed in. "Next."
3: //What gender are you?//
"Huh? Gender? Oh you mean boy/girl right? Well I am definitely a guy but I am not too sure about Quatre…" he read on.
4: //What are your thoughts on Trowa Barton?//
"Well, sometimes I don't even know if he is alive. I mean he never talks! For all we know he could be dead standing!" he took a sip of coke.
5: //What is your favorite band?//
"Duh,your kidding right? Powerman5000!" He grinned, "Heh, I bet no one would expect that."
6: //What is your favorite song?//
"Well, I guess it would have to be 'When Worlds Collide.' "
7: //What is your favorite candy?//
"Hmm.There are So many to choose from. I know: All of them!"
8: //If you had to have your gundam blown up for a price, what would your price be?//
"Damn you e-mail are you threatining me! My price would be One million boxes of sugar!"
Just then his Gundam blasts off and in its place are one million boxes of sugar.
"Damn you AOL!" Duo screamed as his Gundam took off. He turned back to the computer screen and read on.
9: //So did you think your Gundam would really be stolen?//
"No," he stopped mouth agape, "How did you know…….you you evil AOL internet service!"
10: //If you could chose one band to blow up with your Gundam which would it be?//
His brow furrowed in thought, "N*Sync would have to go! The band of boys that sound like girls! Mhuahahahahah! Ahem, excuse me."
11: //Final question, who would you like to get this similar type of e- mail?//
"Now here is a dumb question! Trowa, I mean if he gets it than he'll be forced to enter stuff about himself and than I'll know about him!"
Duo scrolled over to the * Send * button and clicked it.
Five minutes later *
Trowa Barton clicked on his e-mail button. There was a message to him labeled 'We wis hto know about you.'
"This could be interesting……"
To be continued *
Well on my next fic Trow fills out the evil e-mail. Please R&R!