Jobs
Warnings: mild yaoi h+d, q+t, w+inanimate objects Author's Note: ok this was just a stupid spur of the moment thing and I'm only continuing it because my friends want me to. I think it's really stupid so I might not update often.
"Hee-chan!!!" Duo whined as he came down the stairs into the Gboy's kitchen.
"What is it, Duo?" Heero asked, without removing his gaze from his laptop screen.
"I'm hungry." Duo stated, tying his robe up around his waist, stretching, then walking over to the fridge.
A sharp, shrill scream interrupted the chirping birds outside. Heero's head snapped up. "What the hell...?"
"HEERO! HEERO! HEERO!!!" Duo slammed the fridge door shut. Heero realized Duo had screamed because the fridge was .... *dramatic music* .... EMPTY!!! Duo started frantically running from cupboard to cupboard, searching for something to satisfy his rumbling stomach. There wasn't anything but peanut butter. Duo wailed pitifully, throwing himself down at Heero's feet and sobbing. "ME! SO! HUNGWY!!!" Heero seized this opportunity to 'comfort' his koi. Shutting his laptop, Heero knelt on the kitchen floor next to Duo, cradling the American in his arms. "Shh..." Heero brushed Duo's bangs out of his eyes. "Don't worry, we'll just borrow some more money from Quatre."
"Actually," The Arabian boy walked into the kitchen, fully dressed and showered. "We've depleted our funds for the rest of the year, and I'm not going to ask my family for money, again. It's too embarrassing."
Duo immediately burst into tears. Heero pulled him closer to his chest and growled at Quatre, "Look what you did." But he was actually quite ecstatic that he gotten Duo into this position so easily.
"I-I'm so sorry, Duo..." Quatre's lip trembled.
"Hey, what's going on?" Trowa walked over to them. "Quatre are you ok?" He asked, upon seeing the blonde close to tears.
"WE HAVE NO FOOD!!!" Quatre and Duo yelled despairingly.
"WHY THE HELL ARE YOU FUCKS YELLING?!?!" Wufei stormed in, still in pajamas and looking grumpy, as the other g-boys had woken him up.
"We're out of food." Trowa informed him.
"And Quatre won't give us any money." Heero added, still on the floor with Duo on his lap.
Quatre sniffled and found Trowa's hand in the increasingly crowded kitchen.
Wufei stared at the two couples for a second before touching a hand to his nose to make sure it wasn't bleeding. It wasn't, he thought with relief, he was learning self-control. Good. "Well, then. We'll just have to earn some money the old fashioned way." Wufei said matter-of-factly.
"E-earn? What is this earn?" Quatre asked, blinking innocently.
"It means we have to work for our money." Wufei said, starting to get the feeling that this was going to be harder than he thought it would be.
"Oh, you mean like, prostituting." Suddenly the song "She Works Hard for Her Money" started playing in Duo's head. A huge grin spread on his face. A vein pumped in Heero's forehead at the thought of Duo bumping another guy for money...or worse, a girl...Heero shivered involuntarily.
"NO! YOU IDIOTS!!!!" Wufei shouted. "WE JUST GET A REGULAR JOB!!!!"
"Oh." Duo said, sounding disappointed. He felt Heero release a sigh of relief.
"How do we do that?" Trowa quipped.
Wufei pondered this question for a moment. "There are lots of resources! We could look in the newspaper, internet, and the unemployment office downtown."
The G boys decided the easiest thing to look at first would be the newspaper, so they sat down at the table and divided the classified section between the five of them. In the end, they all agreed that most of the jobs in the newspaper were too laborious or didn't pay enough (except for Heero and Duo, who were too busy playing footsie under the table to concentrate on the newspaper).
They moved onto the internet, but Wufei, Trowa, Heero and Duo quickly found something better to do while Quatre persistently searched.
Warnings: mild yaoi h+d, q+t, w+inanimate objects Author's Note: ok this was just a stupid spur of the moment thing and I'm only continuing it because my friends want me to. I think it's really stupid so I might not update often.
"Hee-chan!!!" Duo whined as he came down the stairs into the Gboy's kitchen.
"What is it, Duo?" Heero asked, without removing his gaze from his laptop screen.
"I'm hungry." Duo stated, tying his robe up around his waist, stretching, then walking over to the fridge.
A sharp, shrill scream interrupted the chirping birds outside. Heero's head snapped up. "What the hell...?"
"HEERO! HEERO! HEERO!!!" Duo slammed the fridge door shut. Heero realized Duo had screamed because the fridge was .... *dramatic music* .... EMPTY!!! Duo started frantically running from cupboard to cupboard, searching for something to satisfy his rumbling stomach. There wasn't anything but peanut butter. Duo wailed pitifully, throwing himself down at Heero's feet and sobbing. "ME! SO! HUNGWY!!!" Heero seized this opportunity to 'comfort' his koi. Shutting his laptop, Heero knelt on the kitchen floor next to Duo, cradling the American in his arms. "Shh..." Heero brushed Duo's bangs out of his eyes. "Don't worry, we'll just borrow some more money from Quatre."
"Actually," The Arabian boy walked into the kitchen, fully dressed and showered. "We've depleted our funds for the rest of the year, and I'm not going to ask my family for money, again. It's too embarrassing."
Duo immediately burst into tears. Heero pulled him closer to his chest and growled at Quatre, "Look what you did." But he was actually quite ecstatic that he gotten Duo into this position so easily.
"I-I'm so sorry, Duo..." Quatre's lip trembled.
"Hey, what's going on?" Trowa walked over to them. "Quatre are you ok?" He asked, upon seeing the blonde close to tears.
"WE HAVE NO FOOD!!!" Quatre and Duo yelled despairingly.
"WHY THE HELL ARE YOU FUCKS YELLING?!?!" Wufei stormed in, still in pajamas and looking grumpy, as the other g-boys had woken him up.
"We're out of food." Trowa informed him.
"And Quatre won't give us any money." Heero added, still on the floor with Duo on his lap.
Quatre sniffled and found Trowa's hand in the increasingly crowded kitchen.
Wufei stared at the two couples for a second before touching a hand to his nose to make sure it wasn't bleeding. It wasn't, he thought with relief, he was learning self-control. Good. "Well, then. We'll just have to earn some money the old fashioned way." Wufei said matter-of-factly.
"E-earn? What is this earn?" Quatre asked, blinking innocently.
"It means we have to work for our money." Wufei said, starting to get the feeling that this was going to be harder than he thought it would be.
"Oh, you mean like, prostituting." Suddenly the song "She Works Hard for Her Money" started playing in Duo's head. A huge grin spread on his face. A vein pumped in Heero's forehead at the thought of Duo bumping another guy for money...or worse, a girl...Heero shivered involuntarily.
"NO! YOU IDIOTS!!!!" Wufei shouted. "WE JUST GET A REGULAR JOB!!!!"
"Oh." Duo said, sounding disappointed. He felt Heero release a sigh of relief.
"How do we do that?" Trowa quipped.
Wufei pondered this question for a moment. "There are lots of resources! We could look in the newspaper, internet, and the unemployment office downtown."
The G boys decided the easiest thing to look at first would be the newspaper, so they sat down at the table and divided the classified section between the five of them. In the end, they all agreed that most of the jobs in the newspaper were too laborious or didn't pay enough (except for Heero and Duo, who were too busy playing footsie under the table to concentrate on the newspaper).
They moved onto the internet, but Wufei, Trowa, Heero and Duo quickly found something better to do while Quatre persistently searched.