cHrRyBlSsM: A joint fic.!! HAHAHAHA!!
CrYsTaLsNoW: ^.^; i tink she's on drugs...don't mind her...
cHrRyBlSsM: I hate this shift key. And this computer, but whatever, we don't own Gundam Wing. **both sigh wistfully in unison**
CrYsTaLsNoW: We were kind enough to use a piece of ancient crap so we could write this, since it's the only one with a floppy disk drive, and it's as slow as hell, so BE GRATEFUL AND READ AND REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! By the way, we don't own Pokemon. *thank god*
cHrRyBlSsM: Yeah, so we've been talking a lot, so ON WITH THE SHOW!!
CrYsTaLsNoW: umm, dude, it's a fic, not a show.....
Pokemon: Purple Version
chap. 1 ~ PURPLE IS THE GAY COLOR!!!!
Autumn leaves fell from the trees, vibrant leaves creating an array of colors. A rickety tow-truck coughed, sputtered, and died as it pulled up next to a large department store. Its black letteres reading BEST BUY stood out among the yellow background. Wufei sat at the driver's seat, muttering about the stupidity of gameboys and weak technology. Heero, Duo, Trowa, and Quatre were all piled in the open-air of the back trunk with the wild wind messing up their immaculately drawn hair. Duo happily bounced into the department store with the other pilots following behind (excluding Wufei of course, who refused to take part in such a "weak errand," cursed and kicked the old piece of crap, muttering madly, stating that was a sorry excuse for a vehicle) as the old truck wheezed and smoke trailed from the exhaust pipe.
"Damn Maxwell and his stupidity. Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupidstupidstupidstupidstupidstupidstupid," his chant was cut short by a melodic tune ringing "Hit Me Baby One More Time." Wufei swore under his breath, that stupid, no, IDIOTIC Maxwell must have tampered with his cell phone ring. Finding it was a text message, he pulled it up on the screen and read the message, "BEWARE THE GAY COLOR. DO NOT BUY THE PURPLE POKEMON VERSION, OR ALL GAMEBOYS OF MANKIND WILL BE ANNIHILATED."
The Chinese boy muttered, "Gameboys?! Purple version?! GAY COLOR?! What the hell?! Who gives a damn about gay colored gameboys!! Ugh, this is what I get for living with a bunch of homosexuals." He continued to rant and rave as he entered the gay store filled with gay idiots who bought gay technology. REAL men don't go bouncing with gayness to a gay store to buy gay colored gameboys. That was just...GAY. ~~~~~~~~~~~~
Duo couldn't stand still in the cash register line. A bald man ahead of them was taking his sorry sweet time checking his wallet for any coupon that would fit his needs. Holding a small, plastic box in his hand, he whined, "Hee-chan, he's taking too looooooong."
Quatre's usual gentle gaze was replaced by a look that said I-can't- believe-you're-still-into-gameboys-I-got-over-that-phase-at-fourteen-you- idiot. Heero, however, was slightly in a hurry, and besides, this was DUO, and anything to make him happy...
Heero pulled out his gun and cocked it at the bald man's head. The man slowly turned around, eyes bulged. Heero said evenly, "You better move your abnormally big ass out of here or I'll blow your shiny, waxed head out."
The woman at the register gave Heero a glance and said, "I thought we had metal detectors here, oh well, whatever you're going to do, hurry up, I've got business waiting behind you. Ah, well, there goes my lunch break..." Heero threw a menacing glare at her, which said, "Well, guess what lady, I don't give a damn about your fucking lunch break."
Wufei hummed a happy tune as he strolled up to the register where the about-to-be murder was about to take place. "Heero, put that gun down or Quatre's gonna have to bail you out AGAIN." Heero grudgingly lowered the gun, while Duo was paying for his beloved game.
The register lady stared at the cover, "Pokemon Purple Version? Um..aren't you a bit OLD?" Heero spun around and recocked his gun, pointing it right at the cashier's face. Quatre immediately yelled, "HEERO!" Trowa said nothing, just watching the rather amusing scene play on. She turned white, and quickly handed Duo's money and game back to him, "Eheh, here, have it for free. Have a nice day."
Heero, apparently satisfied, placed his gun back in its hoster and watched his lover tear at the box that held his precious game captive. Duo let out a squeal of delight and hopped up and down for joy, causing Heero's eyes to soften at his lover's happiness (*awwwwww*) while Wufei rolled his eyes and nearly gagged.
Duo pulled out his gameboy SP which he kept in his pocket AT ALL TIMES. He popped the game into the "game-insert-HOLE" (or whatever the hell you call it)(not like that you pervert!!). Wufei, distracted by the chaos, remembered the text message and saw the flash of color the metallic game reflected. 'Beware the Gay color...'
"Maxwell, don't play that -" His words were cut off by Duo's boastful, sing-song voice, "Ah, shut up Wu-man, I know you're jealous and all that, but let me play my game in peace." Heero looked like he was going to pull out another gun, but Duo stopped him, with an exaggerated sympathetic nod towards Wufei. The black-haired pilot sighed in frustration, 'You can't get anything through that thick, hollow skull...Why in the world does Heero love that brainless git??'
"Alright Maxwell, but don't say I didn't warn you." Duo stuck out his tongue, and turned the gameboy on. Adventurous, happy music played at full blast, but stopped abruptly as the screen went black and the words appeared on the screen, in large, white, capital letters.
"..." Duo pressed enter impatiently and the message continued, "Are YOU ready to be a Master?" Duo eagerly nodded to himself, and continued to furiously press A.
A blinding light flashed and a sucking wind drew all five pilots towards the miniscule machine. "WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU GOTTEN US INTO THIS TIME MAXWELL????????!!!!" Wufei yelled over the roaring wind. Trowa didn't say anything, but his eyebrows shot up as he allowed the wind to wisk him away. Quatre only sighed, hoping that this time, it wouldn't be another medevial quest...
("cHrRyBlSsM: **AHEM**, I am interrupting this regularly scheduled program to make an important announcement." "CrYsTaLsNoW: *rolls her eyes, and sighs* She's always trying to advertise her fics..." "cHrRyBlSsM: -_-; As I was saying, if you're wondering what we're referring to as the 'medevial quest,' check out my other fic., titled 'When In Rome, Do As the Romans Do.' It's humor as well!! ^.^ I'm waiting for your reviews... ANYTIME now... -_- Okie, back to our regularly scheduled program!")
Heero pulled out another gun and blindly started blasting everywhere, including at the four pilots he happened to be whirling around with. The other four pilots dodged his bullets in midair and Duo screamed, "HEERO!! MY LOVE, STOP THIS MADNESS, I BEG OF YOOOOOOOOOOOOU!!!!!" (*authoresses sweatdropped*)
The wind roaring around them, like a vacumm, our poor unfortunate heros continue to spin uncontrollably, like clothes in a washing machine set on high. (We don't know what that's called either, aren't we so smart?? Yes?)
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cHrRyBlSsM: Well, I think that was a good start, please take time out to push that bluish button in the lower left-hand corner, that says the wonderful words, "Submit Review"
CrYsTaLsNoW: Well put mah friend....we'll be waiting for your reviews. No worries, there's no pressure here....REVIEW US, NNNNOOOOOWWWWW!!! OR WE'LL SEND HEERO OUT TO KILL YOU ALL!! MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
cHrRyBlSsM: **Ahem** I think she found the crack... (jk, jk!! ^.^ Don't send the cops on us!!! -_- sheesh, you people can't take a joke) **CrYsTaLsNoW fights cHrRyBlSsm for the keyboard**
CrYsTaLsNoW: cHrRyBlSsM!! Now they know our secret!!!!!
cHrRyBlSsM: NOT LIKE THAT YOU PERVERT!!!! jeez... *sweatdrop*
CrYsTaLsNoW: ^.^; i tink she's on drugs...don't mind her...
cHrRyBlSsM: I hate this shift key. And this computer, but whatever, we don't own Gundam Wing. **both sigh wistfully in unison**
CrYsTaLsNoW: We were kind enough to use a piece of ancient crap so we could write this, since it's the only one with a floppy disk drive, and it's as slow as hell, so BE GRATEFUL AND READ AND REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! By the way, we don't own Pokemon. *thank god*
cHrRyBlSsM: Yeah, so we've been talking a lot, so ON WITH THE SHOW!!
CrYsTaLsNoW: umm, dude, it's a fic, not a show.....
Pokemon: Purple Version
chap. 1 ~ PURPLE IS THE GAY COLOR!!!!
Autumn leaves fell from the trees, vibrant leaves creating an array of colors. A rickety tow-truck coughed, sputtered, and died as it pulled up next to a large department store. Its black letteres reading BEST BUY stood out among the yellow background. Wufei sat at the driver's seat, muttering about the stupidity of gameboys and weak technology. Heero, Duo, Trowa, and Quatre were all piled in the open-air of the back trunk with the wild wind messing up their immaculately drawn hair. Duo happily bounced into the department store with the other pilots following behind (excluding Wufei of course, who refused to take part in such a "weak errand," cursed and kicked the old piece of crap, muttering madly, stating that was a sorry excuse for a vehicle) as the old truck wheezed and smoke trailed from the exhaust pipe.
"Damn Maxwell and his stupidity. Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupidstupidstupidstupidstupidstupidstupid," his chant was cut short by a melodic tune ringing "Hit Me Baby One More Time." Wufei swore under his breath, that stupid, no, IDIOTIC Maxwell must have tampered with his cell phone ring. Finding it was a text message, he pulled it up on the screen and read the message, "BEWARE THE GAY COLOR. DO NOT BUY THE PURPLE POKEMON VERSION, OR ALL GAMEBOYS OF MANKIND WILL BE ANNIHILATED."
The Chinese boy muttered, "Gameboys?! Purple version?! GAY COLOR?! What the hell?! Who gives a damn about gay colored gameboys!! Ugh, this is what I get for living with a bunch of homosexuals." He continued to rant and rave as he entered the gay store filled with gay idiots who bought gay technology. REAL men don't go bouncing with gayness to a gay store to buy gay colored gameboys. That was just...GAY. ~~~~~~~~~~~~
Duo couldn't stand still in the cash register line. A bald man ahead of them was taking his sorry sweet time checking his wallet for any coupon that would fit his needs. Holding a small, plastic box in his hand, he whined, "Hee-chan, he's taking too looooooong."
Quatre's usual gentle gaze was replaced by a look that said I-can't- believe-you're-still-into-gameboys-I-got-over-that-phase-at-fourteen-you- idiot. Heero, however, was slightly in a hurry, and besides, this was DUO, and anything to make him happy...
Heero pulled out his gun and cocked it at the bald man's head. The man slowly turned around, eyes bulged. Heero said evenly, "You better move your abnormally big ass out of here or I'll blow your shiny, waxed head out."
The woman at the register gave Heero a glance and said, "I thought we had metal detectors here, oh well, whatever you're going to do, hurry up, I've got business waiting behind you. Ah, well, there goes my lunch break..." Heero threw a menacing glare at her, which said, "Well, guess what lady, I don't give a damn about your fucking lunch break."
Wufei hummed a happy tune as he strolled up to the register where the about-to-be murder was about to take place. "Heero, put that gun down or Quatre's gonna have to bail you out AGAIN." Heero grudgingly lowered the gun, while Duo was paying for his beloved game.
The register lady stared at the cover, "Pokemon Purple Version? Um..aren't you a bit OLD?" Heero spun around and recocked his gun, pointing it right at the cashier's face. Quatre immediately yelled, "HEERO!" Trowa said nothing, just watching the rather amusing scene play on. She turned white, and quickly handed Duo's money and game back to him, "Eheh, here, have it for free. Have a nice day."
Heero, apparently satisfied, placed his gun back in its hoster and watched his lover tear at the box that held his precious game captive. Duo let out a squeal of delight and hopped up and down for joy, causing Heero's eyes to soften at his lover's happiness (*awwwwww*) while Wufei rolled his eyes and nearly gagged.
Duo pulled out his gameboy SP which he kept in his pocket AT ALL TIMES. He popped the game into the "game-insert-HOLE" (or whatever the hell you call it)(not like that you pervert!!). Wufei, distracted by the chaos, remembered the text message and saw the flash of color the metallic game reflected. 'Beware the Gay color...'
"Maxwell, don't play that -" His words were cut off by Duo's boastful, sing-song voice, "Ah, shut up Wu-man, I know you're jealous and all that, but let me play my game in peace." Heero looked like he was going to pull out another gun, but Duo stopped him, with an exaggerated sympathetic nod towards Wufei. The black-haired pilot sighed in frustration, 'You can't get anything through that thick, hollow skull...Why in the world does Heero love that brainless git??'
"Alright Maxwell, but don't say I didn't warn you." Duo stuck out his tongue, and turned the gameboy on. Adventurous, happy music played at full blast, but stopped abruptly as the screen went black and the words appeared on the screen, in large, white, capital letters.
"..." Duo pressed enter impatiently and the message continued, "Are YOU ready to be a Master?" Duo eagerly nodded to himself, and continued to furiously press A.
A blinding light flashed and a sucking wind drew all five pilots towards the miniscule machine. "WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU GOTTEN US INTO THIS TIME MAXWELL????????!!!!" Wufei yelled over the roaring wind. Trowa didn't say anything, but his eyebrows shot up as he allowed the wind to wisk him away. Quatre only sighed, hoping that this time, it wouldn't be another medevial quest...
("cHrRyBlSsM: **AHEM**, I am interrupting this regularly scheduled program to make an important announcement." "CrYsTaLsNoW: *rolls her eyes, and sighs* She's always trying to advertise her fics..." "cHrRyBlSsM: -_-; As I was saying, if you're wondering what we're referring to as the 'medevial quest,' check out my other fic., titled 'When In Rome, Do As the Romans Do.' It's humor as well!! ^.^ I'm waiting for your reviews... ANYTIME now... -_- Okie, back to our regularly scheduled program!")
Heero pulled out another gun and blindly started blasting everywhere, including at the four pilots he happened to be whirling around with. The other four pilots dodged his bullets in midair and Duo screamed, "HEERO!! MY LOVE, STOP THIS MADNESS, I BEG OF YOOOOOOOOOOOOU!!!!!" (*authoresses sweatdropped*)
The wind roaring around them, like a vacumm, our poor unfortunate heros continue to spin uncontrollably, like clothes in a washing machine set on high. (We don't know what that's called either, aren't we so smart?? Yes?)
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cHrRyBlSsM: Well, I think that was a good start, please take time out to push that bluish button in the lower left-hand corner, that says the wonderful words, "Submit Review"
CrYsTaLsNoW: Well put mah friend....we'll be waiting for your reviews. No worries, there's no pressure here....REVIEW US, NNNNOOOOOWWWWW!!! OR WE'LL SEND HEERO OUT TO KILL YOU ALL!! MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
cHrRyBlSsM: **Ahem** I think she found the crack... (jk, jk!! ^.^ Don't send the cops on us!!! -_- sheesh, you people can't take a joke) **CrYsTaLsNoW fights cHrRyBlSsm for the keyboard**
CrYsTaLsNoW: cHrRyBlSsM!! Now they know our secret!!!!!
cHrRyBlSsM: NOT LIKE THAT YOU PERVERT!!!! jeez... *sweatdrop*