This is one of my evilest yet. All sorts of strange stuff will appear. You have been warned. And although I don't own Gundam Wing I borrow it at will. Sue me and come up against my genius-lawyer cousin ^_^.
Onnako's Birthday
Blue Seeress: *magically appears*
Heero, Duo, Trowa, Quatre and Wufei: *appear with a sonic boom*
Quatre: Where are we?
Blue Seeress: Don't ask questions like that Quatre, they give me headaches.
Quatre: No really, where are we?
Blue Seeress: Uh....call it spandex space.
Duo: We're in Heero's pants?
Wufei: INJUSTICE!!!
Trowa: ...
Blue Seeress: -_-' Shut up, Duo.
Heero: What about our mission?
Duo: I'm hungry.
Blue Seeress: Ask me if I care. You have a new mission.
Heero: Mission Accepted.
Blue Seeress: *sweatdrops* Ask what it is first, soldier-boy.
Heero: Our current mission sucks, this can't be any worse.
Other pilots: *nod in agreement*
Blue Seeress: *grins evilly* So you all agree to go through with this?
Duo: Get us out of our current mission and we'll do anything.
Trowa: *notices the evil grin* This might be a bad idea.
Quatre: Don't worry Trowa, I'll be there. I agree with Heero and Duo, our current mission sucks.
Blue Seeress: *in shock* My God, Trowa spoke and Quatre used vulgar language...
Wufei: Get on with it onna! We'll do your damn mission!
Blue Seeress: *mutters* That's it, you're REALLY gonna get it, justice boy. *out loud* Shut up, Otoko[1].
Wufei: *turns purple* *suddenly discovers he is tied to a chair and has a sock in his mouth*
Blue Seeress: *smiles happily* I love this place.
Duo: *snickers* Does Nick[2] know you like to be in Heero's pants?
Blue Seeress: *scowls* Shaddup. Unless you want to share his fate.
Duo: *shuts up* *sits on Wufei's lap the way he always does when See does that to him*
Blue Seeress: So you all agree?
Pilots: *nod*
Blue Seeress: Good, good. *snaps fingers, making a contract appear* Sign here.
Trowa: ...?
Quatre: *translates* He said why?
Duo: A man of few words, even in dot language.
Blue Seeress: It's so you don't get contracted for another mission while you're working for me.
Trowa: ...
Quatre: He said ok.
Blue Seeress: A'ight, sign up everyone.
Heero: *signs*
Duo: *signs*
Trowa: *signs*
Quatre: *signs using a gold calligraphy pen and adds a large flourish at the end*
Blue Seeress: *raises an eyebrow*
Quatre: *shrugs, blushes* I like my name to look good on legal documents.
Wufei: INJUSTICE!! I cannot sign because you have tied me to a chair!
Blue Seeress: Oh yeah. Damn. *blinks* Where's that sock?
Wufei: *suddenly nervous* I have no idea what you are referring to.
Blue Seeress: I'll let it go for now. Sign.
Wufei: *realizes he is no longer tied up* *signs*
Duo: *pouts*
Blue Seeress: Tie him up yourself on your own time, Duo. Anyway, your mission is to impersonate 'NSYNC for my little sisters birthday party.
Pilots: WHAT!!!??
Heero: I changed my mind. Our old mission was better.
Blue Seeress: To late! You signed the contract!
Pilots: *all lunge at the contract*
Contract: *disapears*
Pilots: NOOOOOOO!!!
Blue Seeress: Now, you're going to practice in here until you get it right consistently.
Quatre: *meekly* When is the party?
Blue Seeress: Damn your metaphysical questions, Winner.
Quatre: I need to know how long we have to practice.
Blue Seeress: As long as necessary. There is no time in spandex space.
Duo: *too stunned to make a crack about being in Heero's pants*
Blue Seeress: *creates a house in the formless void that surrounds them* Get some sleep or something. I'm going to go inform Onnako that it's in the bag. *fades, flickers and disapears*
Duo: We have to get out of here.
Blue Seeress' voice: You can't get out. You'll stay here until I'M ready for you to leave.
Wufei: INJUSTICE!!!!!
Trowa: ...
Quatre: He says we might as well do what she says. We're at her mercy.
Duo: Right, I'm getting food.
To Be Continued....
[1]Otoko is the impolite Japanese word for man, like Onna is the impolite Japanese word for woman.
[2]Nick is a friend of mine. In this fic (and in the Heero's Electronics saga), he's Heero's lover. He's not in this, per se, except at the end.
So far, so crazy. Review and I won't sick my muse on you
Onnako's Birthday
Blue Seeress: *magically appears*
Heero, Duo, Trowa, Quatre and Wufei: *appear with a sonic boom*
Quatre: Where are we?
Blue Seeress: Don't ask questions like that Quatre, they give me headaches.
Quatre: No really, where are we?
Blue Seeress: Uh....call it spandex space.
Duo: We're in Heero's pants?
Wufei: INJUSTICE!!!
Trowa: ...
Blue Seeress: -_-' Shut up, Duo.
Heero: What about our mission?
Duo: I'm hungry.
Blue Seeress: Ask me if I care. You have a new mission.
Heero: Mission Accepted.
Blue Seeress: *sweatdrops* Ask what it is first, soldier-boy.
Heero: Our current mission sucks, this can't be any worse.
Other pilots: *nod in agreement*
Blue Seeress: *grins evilly* So you all agree to go through with this?
Duo: Get us out of our current mission and we'll do anything.
Trowa: *notices the evil grin* This might be a bad idea.
Quatre: Don't worry Trowa, I'll be there. I agree with Heero and Duo, our current mission sucks.
Blue Seeress: *in shock* My God, Trowa spoke and Quatre used vulgar language...
Wufei: Get on with it onna! We'll do your damn mission!
Blue Seeress: *mutters* That's it, you're REALLY gonna get it, justice boy. *out loud* Shut up, Otoko[1].
Wufei: *turns purple* *suddenly discovers he is tied to a chair and has a sock in his mouth*
Blue Seeress: *smiles happily* I love this place.
Duo: *snickers* Does Nick[2] know you like to be in Heero's pants?
Blue Seeress: *scowls* Shaddup. Unless you want to share his fate.
Duo: *shuts up* *sits on Wufei's lap the way he always does when See does that to him*
Blue Seeress: So you all agree?
Pilots: *nod*
Blue Seeress: Good, good. *snaps fingers, making a contract appear* Sign here.
Trowa: ...?
Quatre: *translates* He said why?
Duo: A man of few words, even in dot language.
Blue Seeress: It's so you don't get contracted for another mission while you're working for me.
Trowa: ...
Quatre: He said ok.
Blue Seeress: A'ight, sign up everyone.
Heero: *signs*
Duo: *signs*
Trowa: *signs*
Quatre: *signs using a gold calligraphy pen and adds a large flourish at the end*
Blue Seeress: *raises an eyebrow*
Quatre: *shrugs, blushes* I like my name to look good on legal documents.
Wufei: INJUSTICE!! I cannot sign because you have tied me to a chair!
Blue Seeress: Oh yeah. Damn. *blinks* Where's that sock?
Wufei: *suddenly nervous* I have no idea what you are referring to.
Blue Seeress: I'll let it go for now. Sign.
Wufei: *realizes he is no longer tied up* *signs*
Duo: *pouts*
Blue Seeress: Tie him up yourself on your own time, Duo. Anyway, your mission is to impersonate 'NSYNC for my little sisters birthday party.
Pilots: WHAT!!!??
Heero: I changed my mind. Our old mission was better.
Blue Seeress: To late! You signed the contract!
Pilots: *all lunge at the contract*
Contract: *disapears*
Pilots: NOOOOOOO!!!
Blue Seeress: Now, you're going to practice in here until you get it right consistently.
Quatre: *meekly* When is the party?
Blue Seeress: Damn your metaphysical questions, Winner.
Quatre: I need to know how long we have to practice.
Blue Seeress: As long as necessary. There is no time in spandex space.
Duo: *too stunned to make a crack about being in Heero's pants*
Blue Seeress: *creates a house in the formless void that surrounds them* Get some sleep or something. I'm going to go inform Onnako that it's in the bag. *fades, flickers and disapears*
Duo: We have to get out of here.
Blue Seeress' voice: You can't get out. You'll stay here until I'M ready for you to leave.
Wufei: INJUSTICE!!!!!
Trowa: ...
Quatre: He says we might as well do what she says. We're at her mercy.
Duo: Right, I'm getting food.
To Be Continued....
[1]Otoko is the impolite Japanese word for man, like Onna is the impolite Japanese word for woman.
[2]Nick is a friend of mine. In this fic (and in the Heero's Electronics saga), he's Heero's lover. He's not in this, per se, except at the end.
So far, so crazy. Review and I won't sick my muse on you