If I Ate You, Would You Care?
Duo happily skipped down the street, carrying a yellow basket.....er, I mean a gun, yeah, that's right, a gun! Anyways, Duo happily skipped down the street carrying a g-gun. He suddenly stopped the moronic skipping and entered a street-side cafe...thingy. Once inside, the poor God of Death stopped short. Heero and Relena were sitting at a table and looking into each others eyes. His lower lip trembled. He began to whimper. Then he turned tail and ran home....quickly.
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Quatre happily skipped down the hall (what the freak is up with the all the happy skipping?) when he heard a rather BAD voice that sounded like Duo drifting out of Duo's room.
"Who the heck is that?" Quatre asked. "Cuz' it ain't Duo, even if it does sound like Duo and it is coming out of Duo's room, because Duo doesn't sing." The Arabian took a deep breath in after that long sentence and looked inside. Duo was sitting on a beanbag chair and strumming a guitar Quatre never knew he owned.
"Y-you were my one....my oooonly! But you didn't care about me, so I don't friggin care about you!!!!!! But....there's one thing I muuuuust know!"
Quatre stared wide-eyed at Duo, but said nothing, intently watching his friend sing.
"If yooooouuuu were a fluffy marshy-mallow bunny, (The kind with the sugar on the outside) aaaaand I walked on up and ate you, would you caaare?!?! If I ate, you would you care?!?!?!?!" Duo warbled.
"Duo, you know, those lyrics don't rhyme." Quatre pointed out. Duo glared at the Arabian for moment.
"I DON'T CARE IF THEY DON'T RHYME, RHYMEY-NESS DOESN'T COUNT WHEN YOU'VE LOST SOMEONE YOU LOVE!!!!" Duo screeched angrily, picking up a small billiard that happened to be lying on his bedroom floor and chucked it at Quatre. The Sandrock pilot ducked it and then quickly ran out the door and down the hall. Duo picked up his guitar and began to play again.
"You were my one, my oooonly, but you went off with a sniveling little riiiiich giirl, aaaaand I would rather give you a swirly than look at your face again, but there's one thing I muuuuust know!" Duo paused for a moment and took in a short breath. "If yooooouuuu were a chocolate caaake, (one with butter-cream frosting, not sugar frosting) aaaaand I walked up and ate you, would you caaare?!?! If I ate you, would you care?!?!?!?!?!"
"Look, he's totally snapped!" Quatre dragged Trowa and Wu Fei to Duo's room and showed them the howling pilot. A little anime sweat-drop fell from Trowa and Wu Fei's heads.
"Weakling." Wu Fei smirked. Trowa just stood there, staring at Duo worriedly.
"If yooooouuuu were a jawbreaker (the fruity kind, not the cinnamon kind) aaaaand I walked up and ate you, would you caaare?!?! If I ate you would you care?!?!?!?!"
Quatre groaned and covered his ears. "We've got to do something about him!" he whined.
"Okay, here's what we do, then." Wu Fei leaned over to Quatre and Trowa and whispered something in their ears.
~*~
Duo sat on his bean....bag and kept strumming away forlornly. Suddenly, the other three pilots jumped on him and tied him up and dragged him downstairs....hog-tied just as Heero walked through the door.
"Look what you did to him!" Quatre cried, displaying Duo, who was still singing.
"If I ate you, would you care?!?!?!" he warbled. Heero looked at Duo.
"I wasn't out with Relena." he said quietly. "She jumped me and dragged me there. If I could outstare her, she would let me go."
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Duo happily skipped down the street, carrying a yellow basket.....er, I mean a gun, yeah, that's right, a gun! Anyways, Duo happily skipped down the street carrying a g-gun. He suddenly stopped the moronic skipping and entered a street-side cafe...thingy. Once inside, the poor God of Death stopped short. Heero and Relena were sitting at a table and looking into each others eyes. His lower lip trembled. He began to whimper. Then he turned tail and ran home....quickly.
~*~
Quatre happily skipped down the hall (what the freak is up with the all the happy skipping?) when he heard a rather BAD voice that sounded like Duo drifting out of Duo's room.
"Who the heck is that?" Quatre asked. "Cuz' it ain't Duo, even if it does sound like Duo and it is coming out of Duo's room, because Duo doesn't sing." The Arabian took a deep breath in after that long sentence and looked inside. Duo was sitting on a beanbag chair and strumming a guitar Quatre never knew he owned.
"Y-you were my one....my oooonly! But you didn't care about me, so I don't friggin care about you!!!!!! But....there's one thing I muuuuust know!"
Quatre stared wide-eyed at Duo, but said nothing, intently watching his friend sing.
"If yooooouuuu were a fluffy marshy-mallow bunny, (The kind with the sugar on the outside) aaaaand I walked on up and ate you, would you caaare?!?! If I ate, you would you care?!?!?!?!" Duo warbled.
"Duo, you know, those lyrics don't rhyme." Quatre pointed out. Duo glared at the Arabian for moment.
"I DON'T CARE IF THEY DON'T RHYME, RHYMEY-NESS DOESN'T COUNT WHEN YOU'VE LOST SOMEONE YOU LOVE!!!!" Duo screeched angrily, picking up a small billiard that happened to be lying on his bedroom floor and chucked it at Quatre. The Sandrock pilot ducked it and then quickly ran out the door and down the hall. Duo picked up his guitar and began to play again.
"You were my one, my oooonly, but you went off with a sniveling little riiiiich giirl, aaaaand I would rather give you a swirly than look at your face again, but there's one thing I muuuuust know!" Duo paused for a moment and took in a short breath. "If yooooouuuu were a chocolate caaake, (one with butter-cream frosting, not sugar frosting) aaaaand I walked up and ate you, would you caaare?!?! If I ate you, would you care?!?!?!?!?!"
"Look, he's totally snapped!" Quatre dragged Trowa and Wu Fei to Duo's room and showed them the howling pilot. A little anime sweat-drop fell from Trowa and Wu Fei's heads.
"Weakling." Wu Fei smirked. Trowa just stood there, staring at Duo worriedly.
"If yooooouuuu were a jawbreaker (the fruity kind, not the cinnamon kind) aaaaand I walked up and ate you, would you caaare?!?! If I ate you would you care?!?!?!?!"
Quatre groaned and covered his ears. "We've got to do something about him!" he whined.
"Okay, here's what we do, then." Wu Fei leaned over to Quatre and Trowa and whispered something in their ears.
~*~
Duo sat on his bean....bag and kept strumming away forlornly. Suddenly, the other three pilots jumped on him and tied him up and dragged him downstairs....hog-tied just as Heero walked through the door.
"Look what you did to him!" Quatre cried, displaying Duo, who was still singing.
"If I ate you, would you care?!?!?!" he warbled. Heero looked at Duo.
"I wasn't out with Relena." he said quietly. "She jumped me and dragged me there. If I could outstare her, she would let me go."
end