Attack Of The Wuuzies
By gwenhwyvar43
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, but I do own the wuuzies. Kinda. My friend Sarah came up with the word "wuuzy." Then I claimed it as my word. O_o Is that good or bad? I came up with the spelling of "wuuzy."
Warnings: None
Notes: Heeheehee. Am I strange or what? And Sarah, if you're reading this, you'll recognize something that'll probably make you become really annoyed. But I couldn't resist!! ^-^ And you say "wuuzy" like this: wu- zee.
thoughts
*~*~*~*~*
"Duo, are you okay?" asked Quatre, concerned. Duo seemed a bit strange. He was wobbling around the room muttering about sparkly shirts and toenail clippers. Quatre thought he must be drunk or something.
"Nah, I'm okay Q. Just feeling a bit wuuzy. Woozy. What's that word?" Duo asked, slurring a little.
"Um, it's woozy."
"Okay. Wuu-zee. Wuu-zee!" Duo did a birdcall with the new word.
"Uh, okay. Help?" Quatre looked around before realizing that none of the other pilots were home. Uh-oh…. This could be bad
"Wuu-zeewuu-zeewuu-zee! Heeheeheehee!" Duo giggled before passing out. Quatre sighed while picking up the currently comatose Deathscythe pilot and placing him on the couch.
"Wuu-zee! Wuu-zee!"
Quatre looked at his friend quizzically but Duo hadn't stirred from his drunken slumber. Quatre heard a pecking noise outside the window. He looked outside and got a surprise.
It was wuuzies, little black birdies with a red stripe down their backs. Quatre had thought they had gone extinct five million years ago. Apparently not!
The pecking was harder now, demanding. "Sorry, birdies. I can't let you in." Quatre said apologetically. The birds then turned…freaky. They pecked furiously at the window, trying-and succeeding- in breaking the glass. Quatre ran away while the birds lifted Duo as one huge flock and flew away with him.
Quatre peeked out form underneath the table where he had been hiding. Crap, they took Duo. Probably thought he was a wuuzy or something.
Quatre shook his head and then went to the bathroom.
*~*~*~*
10 miles away-
"QUATREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* The End!!
Well, what do you think? Should I do a sequel? If you want one, then I want at least 15 reviews okay? Sorry for doing that, but I need motivation. ^-^"
And Sarah, please don't kill me at school on Monday. Besides, it was funny right? O_O Right?
By gwenhwyvar43
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, but I do own the wuuzies. Kinda. My friend Sarah came up with the word "wuuzy." Then I claimed it as my word. O_o Is that good or bad? I came up with the spelling of "wuuzy."
Warnings: None
Notes: Heeheehee. Am I strange or what? And Sarah, if you're reading this, you'll recognize something that'll probably make you become really annoyed. But I couldn't resist!! ^-^ And you say "wuuzy" like this: wu- zee.
thoughts
*~*~*~*~*
"Duo, are you okay?" asked Quatre, concerned. Duo seemed a bit strange. He was wobbling around the room muttering about sparkly shirts and toenail clippers. Quatre thought he must be drunk or something.
"Nah, I'm okay Q. Just feeling a bit wuuzy. Woozy. What's that word?" Duo asked, slurring a little.
"Um, it's woozy."
"Okay. Wuu-zee. Wuu-zee!" Duo did a birdcall with the new word.
"Uh, okay. Help?" Quatre looked around before realizing that none of the other pilots were home. Uh-oh…. This could be bad
"Wuu-zeewuu-zeewuu-zee! Heeheeheehee!" Duo giggled before passing out. Quatre sighed while picking up the currently comatose Deathscythe pilot and placing him on the couch.
"Wuu-zee! Wuu-zee!"
Quatre looked at his friend quizzically but Duo hadn't stirred from his drunken slumber. Quatre heard a pecking noise outside the window. He looked outside and got a surprise.
It was wuuzies, little black birdies with a red stripe down their backs. Quatre had thought they had gone extinct five million years ago. Apparently not!
The pecking was harder now, demanding. "Sorry, birdies. I can't let you in." Quatre said apologetically. The birds then turned…freaky. They pecked furiously at the window, trying-and succeeding- in breaking the glass. Quatre ran away while the birds lifted Duo as one huge flock and flew away with him.
Quatre peeked out form underneath the table where he had been hiding. Crap, they took Duo. Probably thought he was a wuuzy or something.
Quatre shook his head and then went to the bathroom.
*~*~*~*
10 miles away-
"QUATREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* The End!!
Well, what do you think? Should I do a sequel? If you want one, then I want at least 15 reviews okay? Sorry for doing that, but I need motivation. ^-^"
And Sarah, please don't kill me at school on Monday. Besides, it was funny right? O_O Right?
