Title: The Race
Authors: My friend NJ
Warnings: language, humor, fluff, PWP, an OOC, lime
Pairing: Sally x OOC, 5 x Everybody
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimers: Don't own, don't wanna own, never have owned, never will own.
P.S: A VERY FUNNY ENDING THAT MADE ME LAUGH SO HARD, I CRIED! AND THAT RARELY HAPPENS! ***
Wufei was chasing after Duo as usual.
Wufei: Duo, come on you coward!
Heero: Doesn't this ever bore you?
Trowa: Yea. Duo, just go clean up the mess you left in the kitchen.
Quatre: (coming from the kitchen) I already cleaned the mess.
*Phone Rang*
Heero: *picks up* Hello . . . um uh . . . ok . . . alright . . . I'll tell him . . . no . . . yes . . . alright . . . bye.*hangs up*
Quatre: Who was it?
Heero: Sally.
Right when he said her name, Wufei raced there from where ever he was.
Trowa: It's boring. How long has it been since we went on a mission?
Duo: (entering the room) 5 weeks, 30 days, 20 hours, 10 minutes, and 5 seconds. . Oh make it 7 seconds.
Heero: You're a dummy.
Wufei: What did Sally say?
Quatre: Heero, did you check your laptop for a mission today?
Trowa: Hey! Where's my Bop It Extreme?
Duo: Quatre, could you make me a turkey/ham sandwich and tea?
Quatre: Um . . . sure. Anybody else want tea?
Trowa: Quatre, have you seen my Bop It Extreme? Oh, and I'll have some tea.
Wufei: *a little louder* Heero, what did Sally say?
Heero: she said . . .
Duo: Heeeerrrooo! The mailman's here! I think he has your new package! *He started jumping around like he was eight*
Heero: *excitedly jogs to the door*
Mailman: This is a package for someone by the name of He . . . Hii . . . Haero yo.
Duo: *jumps in front of Heero* It's Heero Yuy and he's my boyfriend!
Heero: *blushes* Duo?! Quatre! What did you put in that tea?!
Quatre: Nothing. I guess Duo . . . oh no! Duo, did you add the energizer mix to your tea?
Duo: *chibi nods his head rapidly* un huh!
Heero: what?
Duo: I said un huh! That means yes!
Wufei: Heero, what did Sally say? (saying it more threateningly)
Heero: Could you wait, I'm doing something. *takes the package and signs the paper the mailman hands out*
Trowa: Wufei! You better not have done anything to my Bop It!
Heero: *pulls out his 34 caliber gun* Duo, take a seat. Trowa, did you search in Duo and mine's room? Quatre, go to the kitchen and find a safe place to put that energizer crap. Wufei, wait 2 minutes and I'll tell you what Sally said. Now have a seat!
Once he was done talking to everyone, they all did as he said. Trowa came out of Duo and Heero's room excitedly with his Bop It Extreme.
Trowa: *talking to his Bop It* Oh I missed you too. Oh yes I did. And look at you; you're all dusty and dirty. I wonder how you got there? *he said all that in his babyish voice*
Heero: Duo, watch TV. *he was still holding his gun, so Duo obediently obeyed* Wufei, follow me.
Wufei was surprisingly quiet. Everyone could tell that he had something on his mind. If the silence didn't get you, it was the fact that he didn't call anyone weak or any insulting names. Except for Duo, which he called a coward once.
He also obeyed Heero's command as if he were a trained dog. When they were safely out of Duo's listening distance outside, Heero felt relieved.
Heero: Wufei, are you alright? You haven't called Quatre an onna or weak!
Wufei: *shrugged* (In a mocking babyish voice) I'm growing mommy!
Heero: *glared* Do you want to know what she said?
Wufei: *nodded*
*15 minutes later*
Wufei: *with a delightful yell* That onna!
Heero: *casually walked into the house* Quatre, everything alright?
Quatre: *was jumping around like crazy* My turn Trowa! My turn!
Duo: He's been acting like this ever since he came out of the kitchen.
Heero: Quatre, where did you buy that from? *referring to a pill bottle in Quatre's hand*
Quatre: T.V. they say it works better than a via . . . vi. . that sex pill!
Trowa: It what?!
Quatre: Uh uh. I kept it on tape.
Heero: Why did you buy it?
Quatre: For a little action.
Trowa: *dazed*
Quatre: I want to be like Jackie Chan!
Trowa: For a minute there, I thought you were talking about . . .
Quatre: Only in bed.
That was it. That very second, Trowa fainted.
***
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Authors: My friend NJ
Warnings: language, humor, fluff, PWP, an OOC, lime
Pairing: Sally x OOC, 5 x Everybody
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimers: Don't own, don't wanna own, never have owned, never will own.
P.S: A VERY FUNNY ENDING THAT MADE ME LAUGH SO HARD, I CRIED! AND THAT RARELY HAPPENS! ***
Wufei was chasing after Duo as usual.
Wufei: Duo, come on you coward!
Heero: Doesn't this ever bore you?
Trowa: Yea. Duo, just go clean up the mess you left in the kitchen.
Quatre: (coming from the kitchen) I already cleaned the mess.
*Phone Rang*
Heero: *picks up* Hello . . . um uh . . . ok . . . alright . . . I'll tell him . . . no . . . yes . . . alright . . . bye.*hangs up*
Quatre: Who was it?
Heero: Sally.
Right when he said her name, Wufei raced there from where ever he was.
Trowa: It's boring. How long has it been since we went on a mission?
Duo: (entering the room) 5 weeks, 30 days, 20 hours, 10 minutes, and 5 seconds. . Oh make it 7 seconds.
Heero: You're a dummy.
Wufei: What did Sally say?
Quatre: Heero, did you check your laptop for a mission today?
Trowa: Hey! Where's my Bop It Extreme?
Duo: Quatre, could you make me a turkey/ham sandwich and tea?
Quatre: Um . . . sure. Anybody else want tea?
Trowa: Quatre, have you seen my Bop It Extreme? Oh, and I'll have some tea.
Wufei: *a little louder* Heero, what did Sally say?
Heero: she said . . .
Duo: Heeeerrrooo! The mailman's here! I think he has your new package! *He started jumping around like he was eight*
Heero: *excitedly jogs to the door*
Mailman: This is a package for someone by the name of He . . . Hii . . . Haero yo.
Duo: *jumps in front of Heero* It's Heero Yuy and he's my boyfriend!
Heero: *blushes* Duo?! Quatre! What did you put in that tea?!
Quatre: Nothing. I guess Duo . . . oh no! Duo, did you add the energizer mix to your tea?
Duo: *chibi nods his head rapidly* un huh!
Heero: what?
Duo: I said un huh! That means yes!
Wufei: Heero, what did Sally say? (saying it more threateningly)
Heero: Could you wait, I'm doing something. *takes the package and signs the paper the mailman hands out*
Trowa: Wufei! You better not have done anything to my Bop It!
Heero: *pulls out his 34 caliber gun* Duo, take a seat. Trowa, did you search in Duo and mine's room? Quatre, go to the kitchen and find a safe place to put that energizer crap. Wufei, wait 2 minutes and I'll tell you what Sally said. Now have a seat!
Once he was done talking to everyone, they all did as he said. Trowa came out of Duo and Heero's room excitedly with his Bop It Extreme.
Trowa: *talking to his Bop It* Oh I missed you too. Oh yes I did. And look at you; you're all dusty and dirty. I wonder how you got there? *he said all that in his babyish voice*
Heero: Duo, watch TV. *he was still holding his gun, so Duo obediently obeyed* Wufei, follow me.
Wufei was surprisingly quiet. Everyone could tell that he had something on his mind. If the silence didn't get you, it was the fact that he didn't call anyone weak or any insulting names. Except for Duo, which he called a coward once.
He also obeyed Heero's command as if he were a trained dog. When they were safely out of Duo's listening distance outside, Heero felt relieved.
Heero: Wufei, are you alright? You haven't called Quatre an onna or weak!
Wufei: *shrugged* (In a mocking babyish voice) I'm growing mommy!
Heero: *glared* Do you want to know what she said?
Wufei: *nodded*
*15 minutes later*
Wufei: *with a delightful yell* That onna!
Heero: *casually walked into the house* Quatre, everything alright?
Quatre: *was jumping around like crazy* My turn Trowa! My turn!
Duo: He's been acting like this ever since he came out of the kitchen.
Heero: Quatre, where did you buy that from? *referring to a pill bottle in Quatre's hand*
Quatre: T.V. they say it works better than a via . . . vi. . that sex pill!
Trowa: It what?!
Quatre: Uh uh. I kept it on tape.
Heero: Why did you buy it?
Quatre: For a little action.
Trowa: *dazed*
Quatre: I want to be like Jackie Chan!
Trowa: For a minute there, I thought you were talking about . . .
Quatre: Only in bed.
That was it. That very second, Trowa fainted.
***
You like it? Please review and go on to the next chapter! Enjoy! Make my friend happy, okay? Pretty please with chibi deathscythes on top!