Julie, Maggie and Bridget walked into Julie's room.
"I'm soooooo glad that my parents are letting me stay all weekend," Bridget said with a smile as she dumped her stuff on Julie's floor, her big, green, innocent eyes shining behind her glasses. She was 5'3, with shoulder length brown-blond hair, and very fair skinned.
"Yeah," Maggie said with a classic smirk on her face, "now we don't have to beg your mom to let you stay later tomorrow."
She then playfully threw a pillow at Bridget's head. She was an inch shorter than Bridget, with pretty much the same hair cut (only she didn't have bangs, and her hair was a mossy brown), blue eyed and slim (as all of us are in this story).
"Yeah, B, we get to corrupt you for a whole weekend," Julie added as she patted Bridget on the head, to which Bridget promptly rolled her eyes. Julie laughed. Julie was the tallest with curly red hair, hazel eyes, glasses and a seemingly irremovable smile on her face. Suddenly Bridget smiled sweetly and took something out of her bag.
"Juliiiiieeee," she said softly. Julie looked at Bridget and than smiled evilly, knowing that it was time for their evil plan to be put into action. Maggie's eyes darted from one friend to the other for a second before the alarm went off in her head.
~Danger...danger, Maggie. The psychos are up to something!~
"Bridget, give me what you have behind your back," Maggie said, using her most threatening voice and glare.
Bridget took an involuntary step backward and put on her "who me?" look, which came very easily to her, being one of her usual looks, and said "What'd mean, Maggie?"
"You know what I mean... and don't give me the sad puppy-dog eyes, they can't save you now." She lunged for Bridget, who dodged and laughingly held up her empty hands.
"Damn." Maggie whispered, knowing what had happened to whatever it was Bridget had brought. She had been concentrating on Bridget and not on Julie... she'd underestimated her friends. Julie, meanwhile, had opened one of her drawers, taken out the duck tape and was standing with the Gundam Wing tape in her hands.
"B. GET THE CHAIR! We'll get her to watch Gundam Wing yet!" she screamed.
As Bridget went for the chair Maggie prepared herself for the "attack."
"GET HER!" Julie screamed and Bridget did a Xena-like war cry. A loud thud, lots of giggling, and "Ouch"s were heard by Julie's parents, who simply looked at each other and shook their heads before going out the door. Julie's mom scribbled a note to the girls and left it on the counter, knowing the girls had neither noticed or cared when she said they were leaving.
When it was all over. and the smoke had cleared. Bridget's arms where duck taped to the leg of Julie's bed and Maggie was sitting on Julie holding the G.W. video in her hands.
"You want it?" Maggie asked sweetly.
"Uh-huh." Bridget and Julie said as they nodded simultaneously.
"You really want it?"
The two girls on the floor caught each other's eyes and passed a quick message. "YES!"
Maggie smiled wickedly. ~Victory!~ she thought. "Ok you can have it back....if you promise to put in Austin."
Bridget and Julie exchanged smiles and nodded.
"Ok." Bridget said as she began to maneuver her way out of the mass of tape around her hands.
Julie, noticing this, called out to Maggie as she petted her dog, Drop Dead Fred (a.k.a. Fred or fat dog for short), "Hey, H.M.B.! Ya think we should untie little Ms. Innocent now?"
"Eh, why not?" Maggie said as she walked back into the room, Austin Powers: The Spy who Shagged Me now safely in the VCR. At the moment that Maggie was going to untie Bridget, Julie grabbed Maggie.
"Run for it, B!" she called. Bridget, after using a nifty trick her older cousin Neil had taught her, ran into the living room with the G.W. tape. Hearing the struggle get louder she quickly ejected the tape and substituted it with the Gundam Wing tape.
*Dimension 629-G4W69902*
"Begin countdown sequencing for Project Midnight."
*Our time and dimension*
Maggie had knocked Julie over and had now run into the room just in time to stop the tape from playing. "Bridget Claire Joan Cannon, don't you dare after you promised! You never break your promises!"
*629-G4W69902*
"10....9.....8....."
*Julie's house*
"Yes, but come on, Maggie, they blow up lots of stuff... you'll like it if you just give it a chance, please." Bridget pushed the play button.
*629-G4W69902*
"...7.....6.....5...."
*Julie's house*
Julie came in and tried to help Bridget who Maggie had in headlock.
*629-G4W69902*
".....4.....3...2..."
*Julie's house*
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! Maggie, let go of me, you munchkin who has Napoleon syndrome!" Bridget screamed.
"Look who's talking," Maggie retorted.
"Oh, you're both midgets so get over it all ready. Maggie, stop it! You're either gonna break my VCR or Bridget's neck."
*629-G4W69902*
"....1. Well done, Lady Une. Now all we can do is wait and see what fruits our labor will bear. Please keep me posted on the details."
With that Treize Khushrenada began to walk out of the room.
"Yes, sir." Lady Une said.
"Oh, and please get the proper welcoming committee ready."
Lady Une smiled "Of course, sir."
*Julie's house, right when 1 was counted.*
Bridget was pushing "play" while Maggie was pushing "eject". Julie was trying to avoid Maggie's hits and pull her off Bridget.
"STOP IT!" Bridget screamed. "Why are we fighting over a tape?"
"Shut up, Bridget. This is a pride thing now." Maggie said. At that moment a streak of lightening hit the house, which hit the VCR ...and the girls felt no pain, they just saw bright white light.
*629-G4W6990*
The girls fell into a dark courtyard.(Not very gracefully I might add) Julie looked up and her jaw dropped.
~I must have a concussion or something 'cause this isn't possible,~ she thought, and looked to Bridget who, much to Julie's horror, had the same look on her face.
Maggie looked at her friends and than at the strange people around them. The one woman had hair in curled braids behind her ears, a red, old fashioned military coat and soldiers around her. Suddenly her expression softened, in fact, she blushed at the sound of a cultured male voice. Its owner came shortly. He was a tall man with short immaculate brown hair and a blue military coat that matched his eyes.
"Well, I'm certainly glad that our guests of honor are here safe and sound," he said.
Maggie heard Julie gasp and looked at her friends. Bridget looked like she was going to faint from shock and Julie was giving him a death-glare that would kill an ordinary human. The man looked at Bridget and, after grabbing her arm, helped her up as if he was afraid she was going to faint.
"My dear girl, whatever is the matter?" he asked.
Bridget looked at him weakly "I thought you two had died... or at least that's what it looked like."
The man looked shocked. "How did you know that?" he demanded as he took hold of both her arms and spun her so that she faced him.
"Well, duh," Bridget said... still in shock or else she wouldn't be pushing her luck so much... "I watch Gundam Wing everyday. You're Trieze Khushrenada and that's your mercenary, Lady Une."
^The G.W. boys hideout.^
Heero Yuy sat near his Gundam, watching the antics with an internal smile that didn't even threaten to break loose. Duo had called Wufei Wu-man again and was now promptly running for dear life as Wufei chased him with a long sword he'd found in Quatre's arsenal.
"Hey Wu-man I was just joking... calm down, will ya?" Duo screamed after his tenth lap around Heero's Gundam.
"You will die, baka! Get back here, you weak onna, and face me like a real man."
"Here we go again," Quatre said as he shook his head. Even Quatre couldn't keep them from fighting, though it wasn't from lack of trying.
Trowa watched the scene for a moment... then picked up a stick, did one of his flips, and close lined Wufei as he landed.
He grabbed the sword and threw it, and, without looking up, Quatre caught it.
"INJUSTICE!" Wufei screamed. "All I wanted to do was kill Maxwell, you all should be thanking me."
"Hey!" Duo shouted with a hurt look on his face. Quatre returned from hiding the sword, saw Duo pouting next to Heero, and sighed.
"What did you say to him, Wufei?"
Wufei looked up with an irritated look on his face. "Why do you think I said something?" Wufei asked.
Before anyone could answer they heard Heero's Gundam set off the alarm of having a message.
"Thank God." Heero whispered as he climbed into his Gundam and flipped the switch.
"We have a retrieval mission," he began. "We have to go to section 53333370... to the military base around colony 1007-1... and Duo, Trowa and I will go and get whatever is in this one room and the data on it. Quatre and Wufei are on distraction. Clear?"
When the others nodded he smiled slightly and said, "Mission accepted."
Duo shook his head. "Does he always have to get that psychopathic smile on his face and say 'mission accepted' at the thought of blowing things and people up?"
*629-G4W6990*
Treize looked shocked for a moment, then smiled. "This on shouldn't give you too much trouble, Lady Une," he said, and shoved Bridget into the woman's iron grip.
"Hey, no one beats up on her but ME!" Maggie cried as she and Julie got up.
"Maggie, Maggie. We're in the Gundam universe and we're with the BAD GUYS," Julie said as she restrained an irate Maggie. Maggie looked around uncomprehendingly for a moment and she forced herself to remember back to when Bridget had come into school with pictures she'd drawn of the Gundam characters.
Suddenly her eyes widened and she pointed to Lady Une. "Yeah, she's the chick with the gun who's always killin' people."
Suddenly Lady Une's gun was at Bridget's head. She smiled evilly, "That's right. Now be nice or else she might become one of those people."
Bridget stomped on Lady Une's foot, causing her to both howl and drop the gun (thank God for high heeled boots), which Bridget caught. A soldier aimed the gun at Bridget and BANG! The gun flew out of his hand as the pain from the bullet that had skimmed his hand hit him full force.
"Br....Br...Bridget?" Maggie said weakly as she looked at her pacifist friend with a shocked expression.
"What?" Bridget said as she stood in front of her friends in an FBI stance, gun in hands.
"But you suck at shooting in video games." Julie said with an expression that mirrored Maggie's. Bridget rolled her eyes.
"Video games are totally different from real life shooting. Besides, my grandfather took me to target ranges before he died."
"No he didn't." Maggie said. "He died before you were born....."
"Who cares at this point?" Bridget said as she turned to look at her friends. As soon as her back was turned Trieze hit her the back with the butt of his gun. Bridget dropped the gun and stumbled onto her knees.
"That was not cool." Bridget said weakly as she was helped up.
"Can you take it from here, Lady Une?" Treize asked. She nodded, a slightly embarrassed expression on her face.
Trieze nodded at her. "Under your influence they should become wonderful solders."
Lady Une nodded. She and Trieze held glances for a little longer, then he left.
"Take them away. I'll stay with her," Lady Une said as she pointed to Bridget.
^ Gundam boys^
Duo jumped into his Gundam. "Shingami is back from hell!" he screamed as he turned on DeathScythe. "Duo here, and ready to rock and roll. Yeeeehaaa!"
Trowa smirked in spite of himself. "Trowa here, I hope that no one's expecting ME to scream like an idiot."
Quatre's laughter was heard over the comm unit. "Quatre here... come on, Trowa, give us a war cry."
Heero frowned at his comrades' easy behavior right before a mission. "Heero here... and if your screaming gets us caught... OMAE O KOROSU!"
"Thank Buddha someone ELSE here has a brain. Wufei here."
Duo snickered. "Aw, Wu-man, just think: if we get caught, then you and I could be cell buddies!"
"Maxwell, I WILL kill you someday. AND DON'T CALL ME WU-MAN, YOU WEAKLING!" Wufei growled into the comm.
"Please, don't start fighting before a mission." Quatre pleaded.
"Aw, let them fight, it's entertaining." Heero said.
Duo's shocked voice came over the comm, "Did Heero just say something that wasn't a threat? It's gonna snow in space!"
"Where did you hear a stupid expression like that?" Wufei asked.
"Joe Mamma!" was Duo's response.
"What about my mother?!" Wufei screamed.
Duo sounded confused. "I didn't say ANYTHING about your mother. My chop dealer Joe used to say that all the time."
Wufei groaned while the others laughed and Heero actually looked amused.
"Trust your stupidity to get me embarrassed, Maxwell," said Wufei.
~*~ OZ Headquarters ~*~
The first thing Une had done was separate the girls. They were dangerous together. After careful scrutiny, Une had realized that two of them seemed utterly too knowledgeable about herself, Trieze, and the entire OZ organization.
The other one seemed to have no idea who any of them were, but was fighting them all the same, following the lead of her two friends.
~They will make good soldiers, after they are effectively brainwashed,~ she though with a smirk.
~*~*~
"Take the weapon."
"No."
"TAKE the WEAPON."
Maggie stared back at Une coldly. "NO."
Une pulled her gun and pushed it roughly against the skin of Maggie's forehead.
"Take it," she said, referring to the sword in her other hand.
Maggie's eyes did not change a particle as she responded just as coolly, "No."
Une swiftly holstered the gun, threw the sword, and strode from the room, slapping the locking mechanism as she went.
~THAT one is QUITE annoying,~ fumed Une as she stalked down the hall, fists balled.
"Having trouble with your 'new recruits?'" asked a deep, sneering voice from a recess in the hall.
"None of your business, Zechs," she spat between clenched teeth.
"Ah, temper, temper," he said, stepping out of the shadows, florescent light glinting off of his head mask. "It's a shame, really," he added casually. "They looked quite capable, from what I saw of two of them. You really shouldn't be in charge of this, Une. You don't have the finesse."
"I AM in ch-" started Une before Treize's voice echoed down the hallway.
"I believe Zechs has a point, Lady Une."
"But your Excellency!-"
Treize smiled indulgently at her. "For the time being, we need the girls to feel comfortable around us, not scared. Once we win them over, you may take over their training. Zechs," he turned to the tall warrior, "the ladies have been moved to the Zero-G room, for safety purposes. Come, I'll show you your new apprentices."
Zechs could not resist shooting a triumphant look at Une as he passed, and it took all of her restraint not to finish him, then and there... although she also felt like sticking her tongue out at him, as if she were a child.
By the time Une got to the Zero-G room, Zechs was not there. Before she could even open her mouth, Treize stated, "I sent Zechs to settle a dispute. He'll be here shortly."
~*~*~
"B?"
"Hmm?"
"Where the hell are we?"
"I'm assuming OZ still, but..." Bridget shrugged elegantly.
Maggie floated in a corner silently, then noticed a small panel nearby and decided to investigate. She pushed herself over, examining the switches and wires carefully... and almost had a heart attack as the opaque wall in front of her became transparent, revealing a smiling Treize and a stone faced Une.
"Ahhh!" shouted Julie. Bridget immediately came over to see what was wrong. Treize waved at them.
Julie waved back, flipping him off all the while. "Jerk," she muttered angrily. Une was glaring at them, but they were spared by the entrance of a solitary figure to the observation room.
"What the hell?"
"I though Zechs was a GOOD guy now."
"I'm not sure HE knows whose sides he's on, most of the time."
"Hello? GW defecient person here? Gonna help me, or leave me in the dark?" asked Maggie wearily.
"Zechs Marquise, also known as Miliardo Peacecraft..." Bridget was off, but her voice trailed away as Julie cackled, "Hehe.... trouble in paradise!"
It appeared that Zechs was shouting at the top of his lungs in the middle of a heated argument with Treize. He pointed at Bridget, then snatched off his mask and hurled it to the floor in front of Treize. He turned to look at the three girls. They were surprised to see shock, pity, and tears in his eyes. Suddenly an alarm went off. Treize and Lady Une left immediately, leaving Zech behind, locked in uncertainty. He looked at the mask, sighed, and replaced it, leaving the small observatory.
"Wonder what the commotion is?" asked Julie as the wall opaqued again and Maggie went back to her inspection of that panel.
"Ah-HA!" she said, slapping two different panels at the same time.
The three girls fell to the ground, Maggie on her feet because she was ready for it, the other two in a heap.
"Thanks for the warning, Maggie," said Julie with a groan.
"Hey, I don't need to tell you that I'm restoring gravitational pull if I don't want to."
Julie gave Maggie a shove, Maggie shoved back, Julie stumbled into Bridget, and Bridget, in bracing her fall against the wall, slapped a hidden panel, and gaped in amazement as a section of the wall slid away, revealing a formidable arsenal.
"A Falcon 2!" Maggie squealed. Then her eyes grew wide with happiness. "Oh. My. God."
"What?" asked Bridget, dreading the answer as Maggie started to examine another gun.
"It IS! It's a ZMG!"
~*~*~
Heero dropped down silently from the hole he had made in the ceiling, looked around, then motioned for Duo and Trowa to follow. Duo whistled under his breath as he took in the surroundings of the plush lounge they had ended up in. "Nice digs," he muttered admirably.
"Shh!"
"Jeez, Heero, sooorry."
"Oh, stop it, you two!" said Trowa quietly, glaring at them quite uncustomarily. "I swear, you get worse every day! Let's just find what we need to and go, ok?"
"Fine by me," said Duo, heading out. Heero unholstered his gun and followed. They soon reached a computer output terminal and Heero took control.
"Hmm... seems that there are a total of five things in that room. Odd. A hidden arsenal, a terminal like this... and three prisoners."
"Prisoners? They wouldn't happen to be... CHICKS... would they?" asked Duo eagerly.
"As a matter of fact, they would," said Heero. "All of them. Deemed highly dangerous to OZ BY OZ... almost as dangerous as we are."
"Really. Seems like they are our retrieval, then, doesn't it?" said Trowa calmly.
"But that..."
".. is SO cool!" said Duo, eyes glinting. "Anyone who is listed as almost as dangerous as us in... how long they been here?"
"They've been in lock up just under a half hour."
Duo whistled again. "Yup. They definitely have to be cool. And, hey; Three girls, three gu- oh, wait, I forgot that Kamikaze boy over there is committed."
"Maxwell, you are treading on very thin ground," growled Heero.
"You tell me that every day, Yuy, and I'm still breathing," Duo said, undaunted.
Then they realized that Trowa was halfway down the hall.
"I'm going to complete our mission if anyone cares to join me," he called back softly over his shoulder. Heero cursed and closed down the terminal, following after an excited Duo.
~*~*~
Maggie's eyes lit up as she spotted a computer and sat down swiftly, taking the gun she had been examining with her.
"What are you doing?"
"Playing!" she said happily, hands flying over the keys.
"What?" Bridget came over and her eyes grew very wide.
"J-Jules..."
"What, B?" the girl asked impatiently.
"She HACKING into the MAINFRAME!"
"She's WHAT?" Julie jumped up, impatience forgotten. They stared in fascination as Maggie typed, humming "Party Up" by DMX all the while.
"Security... unlock! Password? Plleeaase." She typed a few more things and reached another wall. "Ah- HA. Bingo. OZ files.... new prisoners... last two weeks, week, three days, day, twelve hours, hour, half hour... Gotcha!" Then she hissed between her teeth as she looked at the pull-up of the floor plan. "Someone's coming. THREE someone's." She got out of the chair and aimed the gun at the door. The other girls glared at it, as if daring the intruders to come in.
~*~*~
"Prison Lock number 252621... Yup, this is it." As Heero hacked the handle and pulled the door open, a hiss of depressed air sounded, and the guys were surprised to see a girl with narrowed eyes aiming a gun at them.
"Maggie, those are the good guys," said Bridget soothingly to the girl shooting death glares at the three guys coming in.
"Are you sure?" she growled, still holding the gun.
"Extremely," said Julie, trying not to smirk as she realized that Trowa was one of them... and was staring at Maggie with wide eyes.
"Fine," she said, lowering the gun and throwing it to the side... but not too far.
"Who're you?" asked one curiously, almost bouncing.
~The love-child of crack and 'shrooms,~ thought Maggie at first with amusement. Second thought: ~Julie as a guy.~
She covered her mouth with a hand, trying to stifle a giggle.
"I'm Bridget, this is Julie, and the gun-happy one is Maggie," said Bridget, raising her eyebrows at Julie.
"Right, and we are apparently deemed dangerous by Zechs and Une, so, it'd be nice to get out of here," Julie said.
"How di- DO you know we're not dangerous?" asked one with bangs that seemed to 'defy gravity' as Julie put it.
"Oh, we know a lot, Trowa Barton."
He gaped at her.
"Excuse me?" said the one who hadn't spoken yet.
"What, I wasn't aware that you were deaf, Heero Yuy."
"Now this is getting out of hand! How the HELL do you know us?"
Maggie knew that they would have to come up with an excuse fast, and her eyes lighted on the computer that she had been using to hack into the mainframe.
She put on a cool expression and leaned against the door. "Yeah, well, you're not the only one who can be a hacker," she said to Heero.
He frowned (when DOESN'T he?) until he followed her line of sight. He moved over to the computer and sat down. Then he looked up swiftly at the girl. "You did this?"
"Maybe," she said, just as Julie and Bridget chorused, "YEP!"
Duo cackled, "Man, even you haven't been able to get this far into the OZ mainframe... and not from lack of trying!"
Maggie rolled her eyes, then laughed as Bridget tripped once again over the hem of her gown, the very annoying ones that a conniving Une had made them wear, constricting their movement.
"Jeez! Whoever made these things should be drug out into the street and shot!" she complained.
Maggie and Julie exchanged wicked looks, and Julie pulled something from her bra. As she threw it toward Maggie, she grabbed Bridget's arms.
Maggie calmly snatched it out of the air and flicked the switchblade open, running it across her palm and drawing a thin line of blood. Duo blinked as Maggie nodded her approval. "Sharp enough. I suppose it'll do, Jules, but didn't I TELL you to sharpen it?"
"I FORGOT!" she whined. Bridget's eyes widened, and she started to struggle.
"Now, now, B, you know that if you struggle that knife'll go right through you, right?" said Julie, tightening her grip.
" Besides, I doubt you can run for your life tripping every five seconds," Maggie added, moving close and resting the knife lightly on her shin.
"Nope, not good enough," laughed Julie.
Maggie raised it above her knee. "Here?"
"Nooooo....."
Halfway up the thigh. "GOOD!"
"No, do-!" Slash. "Oh my God, you are SO dead!"
Bridget was now in a miniskirt with slits. Maggie moved up to the neckline, which was around her neck. "Tsk, tsk. How are you expected to breathe in this?"
Slash. Now it was a deep neckline.
Maggie turned the knife on herself, but only started two cuts. Then she tossed the knife back to its owner and started in on ripping the fabric.
"Did you HAVE to make me into a slut, too?" wailed Bridget.
Julie wagged her head rapidly. "Uh-huh, uh-huh!"
Bridget sighed, then looked at the high heels she was in. They would have to go. She kicked them off.
"Now you REALLY look like a..." Maggie started to giggle.
"Yeah, but now... I can run!"
She started at Maggie, who started running backwards, easily out-distancing her.
"Oh, Jesus. They NEVER should have given you drugs," she said, turning around to run face front. Bridget (purposely) chased her behind Trowa.
"Be nice," she mocked from behind him, sticking her tongue out at the sulking Bridget.
Bridget suddenly plopped down on the floor, all rage gone, face serene.
"B? You.. ok?" asked Maggie, warily approaching her. She sat down tentatively.
Bridget reached over and, in one swift move, smacked Maggie across the back of the head. "Owwww!"
"Now I am!" she giggled.
"Are you finished?" asked Heero testily.
Maggie frowned at him. "And what if we aren't?" she asked mildly, trying to keep her anger in check... for once.
Bridget sighed and turned away from them, eye catching immediately on Julie, who was examining with great interest what she thought was Play-Doh.
"Don't touch that, Jules!"
"Touch what?" Her hand was hovering over the gray putty.
"THAT! Do you know what that IS?"
"Clay?"
"No, it's C-4... a powerful explosive?!"
"Oh... wait a sec, HOW powerful?"
"Powerful enough to... to blow out a wall!"
Julie eyed first the explosives, then the wall, and grinned. "Perfect."
"Perfect for WHAT?"
"Perfect to pull a Heero," she muttered under her breath loud enough for Duo to hear before striding away.
~A Heero?~ he thought, confused.
"A He- A WHAT? You can't DO that!" Bridget yelled at her back as she scurried after her friend, not realizing that the other two were still watching Maggie and Heero fight... and laying bets.
"Maggie's going down," said Trowa, eyes bright.
"Yeah, right," snorted Duo. "You see her reflexes, man? Heero may be good with a gun and his Gundam, but she'll kick his ass, if it comes to that."
"It will, eventually, and when it does, you're gonna be owing me some money, Maxwell."
"You wish, Bart-" Both arguments were cut off by a huge explosion.
They all exchanged startled looks, and Maggie started running. "You'd think I'd KNOW better by now than to leave them alone for more than ten seconds!" she moaned, taking off.
As the boys hurried after her, they heard very faintly, "What do plane hoppers say before they jump, B?"
"Geronimo?"
"Yeah, that's it! Arrividerchi!" They heard a scream that sounded a lot like 'witch...' but they sincerely doubted it. The scream got fainter, and finally died away completely.
As they burst in, Julie turned to face them. "And Julie is attempting a double turn with a half circle back tuck complete with her famous last words: BONZAI!"
She leapt out the hole the C-4 had made in the side of the building.
"Shit!" said Duo as he put two and two together. "THAT's what she meant by a Heero! Those crazy bitches are jumping without parachutes!"
"Hey, no one calls them bitches but ME," said Maggie absently, biting her lip.
"NOW what?" asked Trowa.
"We let them go," said Heero, not changing his expression.
"WHAT? We let them GO?" shrieked Maggie. "We can't let them go!"
"Oh yes we can, cause they're fine!" shouted Duo in disbelief.
"What?" asked Heero, running to peer over the edge in anger. Sure enough, there they stood on the edge of the cliff, Bridget waving her arms at Julie angrily, then apparently collapsing to her knees.
Quatre finished off the last mobile and looked over in time to see two things:
A) Wufei was gone, off chasing Zechs.
B) Of the two girls that had just jumped out of that building, one had collapsed.
"Crap," he muttered softly before powering down his Gundam. He clambered out and moved to help the other girl pick the faint one up. Finally Maggie and the other three got down, and Maggie quickly moved to help B to her feet, shoving Julie out of the way.
"Are you ok?"
"I would be, if some psychopath didn't just SHOVE ME OUT OF HOLE TWENTY STORIES ABOVE GROUND!"
"Aww, quit whining. Look, Bridget...." Julie started to cackle at the sight of Kat.
"Shut... her... up..." said Bridget to Maggie. Maggie nodded, then pulled the gun she had scooped up. Julie let out a squeak and hid behind Duo quickly.
"Save me," she begged.
"What? From HER?"
Maggie shifted her aim from Julie and onto Duo's hat. One precise shot, and the hat was lying on the floor, hole through the brim cleanly.
"From me," she said calmly, putting the gun away.
Duo looked at Maggie, mouthing soundlessly.
"Are you done being a bad ass now, Miss Maggie?" asked Bridget calmly, surveying the whole scene.
"Yeah, I think so."
"Good. Now maybe we can figure out how the HELL we are getting out of here."
"Shit."
"Yup. My sentiments exactly."
Julie started to sing. "Hitchin' a ride."
"Julie."
"Ride, ride, ride..."
"Julie!"
"Hitchin' a ride..."
"JULIE!"
She paused. "Huh?"
"We are at OZ Headquarters, with the GUNDAMS, and YOU ARE CALLING ATTENTION TO US!?" Bridget fairly screamed under her breath.
Julie had the grace to look embarrassed. "Oops?" she offered tentatively.
"Oops? OOPS?"
"Bridget, chill, please, I'm getting a migraine." Maggie rubbed her forehead wearily. Then she smiled as an idea came to her. "Just how big is a Gundam cockpit?" she asked, the grin growing steadily. Bridget caught on.
"Oh, I don't know," she said casually, grabbing Maggie's shoulder as she almost toppled over. It was slight, though, and the others didn't catch that.
Duo caught on to Maggie's idea, though, and reached over to grab Julie's wrist with one hand. He lifted her off of the ground experimentally. "Hmmm... you guys are WAY too light," he said over Julie's shrieks. "I'm sure we can fit two in a Gundam, if we squeeze a bit."
"No one touches my mobile suit, much less goes IN it," said Heero, glaring.
Maggie was about to retort when Bridget stumbled again, more noticeably. Maggie quickly helped her to her feet, Kat holding her other arm.
"Bridget!"
"I'm...fine..." she muttered, trying to stand upright.
"Uh-uh. Ain't happenin'," said Maggie firmly, draping Bridget's arm around her shoulder. "You should have told me that you weren't feeling well!"
"It wasn't exactly the most important thing on our agenda," Bridget said, trying to put fire in her voice.
"That's always the most important thing... oh, my God!" Maggie hissed as her helping hand encountered a spreading wet blood stain on the back of Bridget's outfit.
"Julie. Knife," Maggie barked. Maggie cut the back a little to reveal a gaping wound.
"That BASTARD," she snarled, before turning to the Gundams. "If one of you have any form of first aid materials at ALL, they would be REALLY helpful right about now."
"If you can hold her over, I have a full medical staff at my estate," said Quatre helpfully.
"Good. Quatre, give me your vest."
"My vest?"
"YES, your vest."
He handed it over. "Thanks." Maggie cut it to ribbons and quickly tied them together, making a makeshift bandage that she tied around Brigdet's waist.
"Kat, take Bridget and go to the estate. I'll take Julie; Trowa, take Maggie; Wing, HeavyArms, and DeathScythe will cover your exit and meet you there," said Duo seriously.
"Got it."
"Awesome!" they heard Julie squeal with delight.
"What's she so excited about?" Trowa asked Maggie curiously.
"Oh, nothing... just the chance to blow stuff up, that's all. Mobile dolls don't prey on her conscience, I'm guessing."
"They don't prey on anyone's conscience," Trowa said darkly, then activated the door to HeavyArms.
"After you," said Maggie, grinning. "Then you can help me get up there, cause at this point I don't see it happening."
Trowa said nothing; he merely jumped into his Gundam.
"Now I KNOW I'm no-" Maggie was abruptly cut off as Trowa reached down, grabbed her wrist, and hauled her unceremoniously up to the cockpit.
"Oh, THANK you, Trowa, like I really needed that?"
"Actual-"
"DON'T answer that," she cut him off.
Julie, on the other hand, was bouncing with impatience to get going.
"Ok, ok, chill!" laughed Duo as he opened the hatch.
"I can't!" Julie giggled as she watched Duo climb up. "Hey, wait for ME!"
"So, how do you fly this thing?" asked Julie as Duo got settled in.
"C'mere, I'll show ya, we gotta get movin!"
Duo made a gesturing motion with his hands; Julie plopped down on his lap carelessly.
"Owww!"
"Baby," Julie mocked, making a face.
"DeathScythe, this is Wing... Duo, stop screwing around, we have work to do," came Heero's stern voice.
Duo winked at Julie and mouthed, "Watch this."
"Hey," he said aloud, defensively, to Heero. "Just because your cockpit's a little lonely doesn't mean you can take it out on us!"
"Max-"
"This is HeavyArms. Maggie has something to say..."
"Yo, you two! Quit ya bickerin, let's start dat diversion 'fore Bridget gets beyond help!" Maggie barked, her voice and words clipped.
Trowa came back on, laughing. "You heard the lady, gentlemen."
"Lady? All I heard was a certain midget bitch," said Julie.
"Well, we can dispute that later, I'm sure." Maggie's voice dripped with sarcasm. Too late.
"Mi-midget bitch?" gasped Duo between fits of laughter.
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!"
"Uh-oh," came a very weak voice from SandRock, "now you've done it."
"Maggie..."
"NO! I..." Suddenly the screaming stopped.
"Let's go," said Trowa, voice oddly cool.
"WHOOOOOOOO!" screamed Duo and Julie together before laughing again.
While the others may have been spared Maggie's ranting, Trowa himself was not. Which was quite quite unfortunate, considering...
A) the size of the cockpit
B) Maggie's decibile range
C) the size of Maggie's mouth
"When I.... wish they were NEVER... damn..." Maggie was literally shaking with rage.
"Maggie?"
"What?"
"Can we save threats/ insults for later, please?"
"Sure," she said amiably, quickly switching modes.
Suddenly there was a flash of green from the direction of DeathScythe, and there was only metal confetti where three mobiles had previously been.
"Nice swipe, Duo!" said Trowa distractedly.
"Thanks, pal, but that wasn't me!" Duo sounded both astonished and proud.
Maggie leaned forward. "You're LETTING HER CONTROL THE SCYTHE?!"
"Sure. Why not?" They could hear the shrug in his voice, and Maggie put her head in her hands. Trowa would have followed suit, but that would have involved taking his hands off of the controls.
"Ok, guys, we're clear," said Quatre, thankfully interrupting.
"Got it, Quatre. How's the girl?" asked Heero.
"I'm hanging in there," Bridget answered herself, weakly.
"Kat, make her rest," ordered Maggie.
"Yes, ma'am," he said with a slightly teasing tone. "Any other instructions?"
"Yeah," spoke up Julie," no strenuous activity!" She and Duo started laughing, and Maggie quickly intervened.
"Quatre, get out of here before I'm forced to kill Julie. Meet you back at your estate."
Trowa leaned over and quickly shut off the comm to DeathScythe, leaving only the silence of Wing.
"You know," said Heero, breaking hs self imposed vow of silence, "those two have got to be the match made in hell."
"Oh, so you've noticed, too?" asked Maggie casually. "I give them a week before we have to start separating them constantly."
"Separating them?"
"Yeah, cause they'll be sucking face every chance they get."