The Smell of Fear
Under normal circumstances there are some things that you just shouldn't do. Running out of an elevator is one of them.
Now, some people can get away with doing it; kids, people with pets on a leash, pizza delivery guys… but not Gundam Pilots turned Preventers. Especially not in Preventer HQ. If it had just been Duo, there would have been no problem. People had a tendency to make exceptions for his more…exuberant personality. But when all five, mainly Heero, Wufei, and Trowa, came bolting out of an elevator red faced and wearing panicked expressions, people tend to notice.
Within moments of their hasty exit the more jumpy people, i.e. the ditzy secretary and two of the rookie agents panicked thinking there was a bomb or something. Why else would the toughest agents around be freaking out because of an elevator?
Word spread through the office by the scream of the secretary and everyone knew that there was a bomb on the elevator. Chaos reigned supreme.
At least it did until Une stepped out of her office and the Colonel made an appearance. That shut even the secretary up.
By the time Une figured out what had started the panic the guys had regained their breath and were waiting for her to talk to them. They knew what was coming but strangely enough, only Quatre was still red in the face. He kept his eyes to the floor and shuffled his feet, looking like the kid who just got caught shaving the cat.
After assuring Une that no, there was no bomb, Quatre's blush lit up his face and even his ears were red when she asked them why they ran out of the elevator like there was a Leo on their tail.
"We got on the elevator on the first floor." Duo said. "And HE," there he pointed to the now florescent blond. "farted as soon as the doors where shut behind us." All of the pilots, except Quatre looked a little green just recalling the putrid, nose hair melting, battery acid smell.
"Is that all?" Une couldn't believe that a fart was the cause of all that chaos.
"Is that all! That's thirty stories! I thought we were gonna die by the twelfth floor when we ran out of breathable air!" Surprisingly, this was from Wufei.
By this time Quatre was so embarrassed he was close to tears. "I'm sorry guys." He said, mortified and miserable. "I told you that pepperoni pizza and Pepsi was a bad combination for lunch."
Everyone stared in confusion as Trowa started to laugh. "Well," he said through the laughter. "Next time we need to smoke someone out of a building we know how to do it."
"Either that," Heero chuckled. "or prisoner interrogation."
Owari
A/N: I can't believe I wrote a fic about a fart. Ah well, I got a giggle out of it and hopefully you will too. Only a couple of people will get the inside joke (CoughFeiandMeiCough) but for the rest, what can I say…farts are funny. That and it's now after four in the morning …that's my excuse and I'm sticking to it!