AN: Dialogue fic, 1x2 get-together (sort of)
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters. Just borrowing them for a little fun.
Lunchtime Conversations
"Let it go, Lena."
"Or what? You'll give me glare #42?"
"I didn't know you had a catalog."
"256 and counting."
"Nice to know you can keep yourself entertained."
"Don't dodge the subject. He likes you."
"Ok."
"Ok?"
"You are entitled to your opinion. I am to mine."
"And what exactly is your opinion?"
"I don't have one."
"Oh, bullshit."
"Oo, who taught you that one?"
"Shut up, Yuy."
"Glad to."
"GERHifnslvndlk"
"…Relena? I don't think the public would appreciate the Vice-foreign minister using a fork as a weapon."
"You're impossible."
"I've been told."
"Just eat your damn salad."
-
"He likes you."
"In your dreams, Tro."
"You mean in yours."
"Oh dear god, you have been hanging around Quatre wayy to long."
"Who you think he learned it from?"
"Wufei, of course."
"!"
"New hobby there? Snorting soda?"
"Jerk."
"The best."
"Duo, he likes you."
"You know it's just creepy when you say it like that. Kinda stalkerish."
"Call it what you want, Maxwell. I know it when I see it."
"How can you see anything with that mop in your face?"
"Jealousy does not suit you, my friend. And stop trying to change the subject."
"Am I? I thought we were talking about stalker tendencies."
"No, we are talking about your incapability of looking past your own nose."
"The pot calling the kettle black? Shouldn't you be pining over your own love interest?"
"As a matter of fact, Quatre and I have a date later tonight. And you just admitted to pining after Heero."
"I did not!"
"You did too."
"Did not!"
"Did too."
"Did not!"
"puk puk"
"Excuse me?"
"Chicken."
"I am n-just eat your damn salad."
"puk"
"Jerk."
-
"What do you think they are saying?"
"Oh, I don't know. 'Golly Gee, Heero, you sure look good in that muscle shirt.' Dear god, Lu, don't choke to death."
"Wrong windpipe, Po, wrong windpipe."
"Here, you can do Heero."
"Hmm, I wish."
"Lucrezia!"
"Oh, stop being a tight wad, Chang. Let's see now, 'Well, now that I know you appreciate it, perhaps you'd like to see what's underneath it.'"
"'Well, I certainly wouldn't mind. Your place or mine?'"
"Better yet, the locker room."
"…what did you say, Chang?"
"It's closer."
"…"
"…"
"Damn, its always the quiet ones."
-
"Hey, Heero."
"Hn?"
"Pass me that file, will ya? Thanks."
"You want to do something tonight?"
"Sure, what did you have in mind?"
"Shooting range?"
"Sounds good. Dinner after?"
"Your place or mine?"
"Yours, I think. I still need to call the cleaners after being gone for so long."
"God forbid you pick up your own socks."
"I think the problem is that they are all at your place."
"You should just move in."
"See, then, I'd have to start picking up my own socks."
"Instead of having me pick them up?"
"I do appreciate the view."
"Glad to be of service."
"Pillow talk later, Yuy, or I might have to drag you into the locker room."
"Think I walked in on Chang and Marquise there last time."
"Damn, there goes another good spot."
"Hn."
"Hey, 'Ro?"
"Yeah?"
"I like you."
"I like you too, Duo."
"Cool. Think we should tell them?"
"Depends. When does the entertainment value start going down?"
"It hasn't yet."
"Yeah, thats what I thought."
"You have a devilish mind, 'Ro."
"I learned from the best, Duo, learned from the best."
END
