bAuthor's note and disclaimer:/b I do not own Gundam Wing. I own
Osaako. This is my New Year fanfic to everyone! ^_^ The Gundam pilots
wish you a happy new year! Also, this is my first story published in the
year 2003. I'm so proud!
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It was New Year's Eve. Everyone was happy. Well, moderately happy. And hyper. Everyone, that is, but Quatre. That was probably because he couldn't find his New Year's tea. Quatre always drank New Year's tea on New Year's Eve.
"Where's my New Year's tea?" cried Quatre woefully. But nobody was there to hear him. Duo was out at the bar. Heero was out. somewhere. Trowa had music lessons (on New Year's Eve??). And Wufei was in the kitchen, doing some kind of Chinese New Year preparations.
Quatre sighed. He was all alone. Nobody cared.
He heard the door slam open, then shut. Heero was home.
Quatre looked for his tea again. It had to be somewhere. where did he leave it? It wasn't in the cupboard. it wasn't under the bed.
"I'm home!" shouted Duo's loud annoying voice.
"We know," Quatre heard Heero's voice say wryly. "And it appears that the whole neighbourhood does too."
Trowa's minivan pulled up the driveway with a roar, and the tall guy came in.
"Hey guys," he said softly. "Happy New Year's Eve."
"Happy birthday to (hic) you too!" said Duo, evidently half-drunk. "Where are Wuffie and Quat?"
"iMy name is Wufei!!!/i" shouted Wufei from the kitchen.
"(hic)!" came Duo's retort.
"Guys," said Quatre, "have you seen my New Year's Eve tea?"
At this, everyone started talking at once.
"I'm going to my laptop," said Heero, and did so.
"Busy, onna," snapped Wufei, going back to the kitchen.
"I'm going to practice my music," said Trowa quietly.
"(hic hic hic, hic hic hic)," said Duo, which was the best he could manage at the time.
Everyone went away.
Poor Quatre sat down on the middle of the floor.
"What will I do?" he said sadly to himself. "I need my New Year's Eve tea! It's almost New Year!" He looked at his watch. The time was 11: 59pm.
Suddenly, the room went dark. Quatre opened his mouth, about to scream something to Heero or someone about the lightbulb, when suddenly, confetti dropped down from the ceiling and floated onto his head. Puzzled, Quatre opened his mouth, about to scream something again, when the lights went back on and the gang jumped out at him.
"Happy New Year!" shouted Duo.
"Five!" everyone yelled. "Four! Three! Two!"
iBang/i went Heero's gun and another hole appeared in the ceiling.
Heero grinned his feral, scary grin and said, "Current number of bullet holes in the ceiling: Two thousand five hundred sixty-nine."
At this, everyone laughed. Quatre laughed half-heartedly.
"What's wrong, Quat?" asked Duo cheerfully. Obviously he was pretending to be drunk before. "It's the New Year! We ought to be happy! We survived the war, didn't we?"
"I know, but-" began Quatre.
"No buts!" Duo winked slyly. "I know what you want!"
From behind the couch he produced Quatre's new year eve's tea.
"Happy New Year," said Heero.
"A toast!" cried Duo.
"A toast to Osaako!" said Wufei.
"And to peace," said Trowa.
"To laptop computers," added Heero.
"And junk food!" said Duo.
"And New Year Eve's tea," said Quatre happily. There was a warm glow in the atmosphere.
"Kyougashinnen (Happy New Year)!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's note: If you don't know who Osaako is, read "The Misadventures of the Gundam Pilots". Just go to my profile and find it.
Happy New Year, Everyone!
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It was New Year's Eve. Everyone was happy. Well, moderately happy. And hyper. Everyone, that is, but Quatre. That was probably because he couldn't find his New Year's tea. Quatre always drank New Year's tea on New Year's Eve.
"Where's my New Year's tea?" cried Quatre woefully. But nobody was there to hear him. Duo was out at the bar. Heero was out. somewhere. Trowa had music lessons (on New Year's Eve??). And Wufei was in the kitchen, doing some kind of Chinese New Year preparations.
Quatre sighed. He was all alone. Nobody cared.
He heard the door slam open, then shut. Heero was home.
Quatre looked for his tea again. It had to be somewhere. where did he leave it? It wasn't in the cupboard. it wasn't under the bed.
"I'm home!" shouted Duo's loud annoying voice.
"We know," Quatre heard Heero's voice say wryly. "And it appears that the whole neighbourhood does too."
Trowa's minivan pulled up the driveway with a roar, and the tall guy came in.
"Hey guys," he said softly. "Happy New Year's Eve."
"Happy birthday to (hic) you too!" said Duo, evidently half-drunk. "Where are Wuffie and Quat?"
"iMy name is Wufei!!!/i" shouted Wufei from the kitchen.
"(hic)!" came Duo's retort.
"Guys," said Quatre, "have you seen my New Year's Eve tea?"
At this, everyone started talking at once.
"I'm going to my laptop," said Heero, and did so.
"Busy, onna," snapped Wufei, going back to the kitchen.
"I'm going to practice my music," said Trowa quietly.
"(hic hic hic, hic hic hic)," said Duo, which was the best he could manage at the time.
Everyone went away.
Poor Quatre sat down on the middle of the floor.
"What will I do?" he said sadly to himself. "I need my New Year's Eve tea! It's almost New Year!" He looked at his watch. The time was 11: 59pm.
Suddenly, the room went dark. Quatre opened his mouth, about to scream something to Heero or someone about the lightbulb, when suddenly, confetti dropped down from the ceiling and floated onto his head. Puzzled, Quatre opened his mouth, about to scream something again, when the lights went back on and the gang jumped out at him.
"Happy New Year!" shouted Duo.
"Five!" everyone yelled. "Four! Three! Two!"
iBang/i went Heero's gun and another hole appeared in the ceiling.
Heero grinned his feral, scary grin and said, "Current number of bullet holes in the ceiling: Two thousand five hundred sixty-nine."
At this, everyone laughed. Quatre laughed half-heartedly.
"What's wrong, Quat?" asked Duo cheerfully. Obviously he was pretending to be drunk before. "It's the New Year! We ought to be happy! We survived the war, didn't we?"
"I know, but-" began Quatre.
"No buts!" Duo winked slyly. "I know what you want!"
From behind the couch he produced Quatre's new year eve's tea.
"Happy New Year," said Heero.
"A toast!" cried Duo.
"A toast to Osaako!" said Wufei.
"And to peace," said Trowa.
"To laptop computers," added Heero.
"And junk food!" said Duo.
"And New Year Eve's tea," said Quatre happily. There was a warm glow in the atmosphere.
"Kyougashinnen (Happy New Year)!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's note: If you don't know who Osaako is, read "The Misadventures of the Gundam Pilots". Just go to my profile and find it.
Happy New Year, Everyone!