In Dire Need of an Iron Pan Lobotomy (ficlet)
By: me
Pairing: none
Category: humor, Heero POV, character exaggeration
Notes: This is kinda short because there isn't enough emotional drama in a Dorito for Heero to expound on.

Let the fun begin...

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Every once in a while, computer using boys and girls, it's a good idea to take a peek under your keyboard, ergonomic or otherwise. Go ahead. Reach down and lift that big plastic sucker up right now. Take a peek, see what's under there. If you find nothing but a few rolling dust bunnies then you should consider yourself quite fortunate.

I picked mine up a few moments ago and discovered Duo had left: a wire tie, a sticky note, two pennies, a popcorn kernel and a Dorito. I'm a fairly anal retentive individual -- a neat freak, if you will -- so the Dorito was, of course, the most disturbing of the items to be found.

My girlish scream could have been heard three apartments over as I pinched it between two outstretched fingers and scurried it to the nearest incinerator. Shockingly, I don't know how long it's been there or how it got there to begin with. Packed with the very finest in modern chemical preservatives, I believe that Dorito would look exactly the same were I to find it under this keyboard one hundred years from now. "Evidence of Dorito life before man existed." (1)

Computer hackers pride themselves on owning a frenzied array of electronic and mechanical mayhem spanning across entire rooms. When it comes down to it, however, we end up having to shake that feather duster and push that vacuum cleaner at least as much as your average Holiday Inn maintenance crew. It's rough, let me tell you, trying to keep things running smoothly and at peak cleanliness.

Now, if you'll excuse me, Trowa and Wufei are coming over to talk tech and swap pocket protectors and I need to make my motherboards look presentable.

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(1) Quote Evil Loremaster.

~HC