Trucking Along the Highway:
~ A Winters Night ~
By: Anime Redneck
12-17-02
~oOo@oOo~
The night was calm and cool as children sat 'round the fire, watching the flames leap and crack with delight. Hot coco and tea were passed around with smiles at the two. Tonight was the night; they waited for it to be right. They wanted to know, had the right, to know how they came to be this night.
The two small children watched as their parents walked in the room, two mugs of steaming tea in hand, watching them as they sat in seats on either side of the fire. Their eyes burned with light from the fire, watching with a smile.
It was a rare sight not to see them fight. With both parents having been in the Eve Wars and bickering among their selves, it was just in their blood. Usually they would walk into a room to find it littered from door to wall with toys and bed fixings. They, their two sweet, seemingly innocent children would be engaged in a fight. Most of the times, they were lucky to walk in and find one of them, the 'victim' as they later claimed, captured in a headlock.
"No fighting tonight?" The one in blue-black asked in a humorous voice. The kids shook their heads. "And why's that?" The question didn't really need to be asked, they already knew the answer; but still, it was fun to prolong the nights entertainment.
The little girl stared up at him with wide blue-gray eyes, then looked to the other parent, frowning cutely. "Nooo..." they weren't fighting tonight. It wasn't right. Nope, not when we wanna know something... 'sides... me and bro'll go at it tomarow. The small girl thought smiling sweetly towards her year older brother before turning her attention back to her parents, "We not gonna fight tonight..."
"But why not tonight?" The other parent on her left asked, voice firm but softly light, as if he didn't want to break the peaceful atmosphere the crackling fire, cinnamon and pine tree-smelling room encircled them in.
"Why do you ask questions to which you already know the answers?" The other child questioned looking at both his parents. His voice was louder then his sisters, stronger and even for his age, a bit sharp.
"Yeah, why do you keep askin' questions if you already know the answers to 'em?" the parent on the right asked jovially to the other, his eyes glittering blues in the fires light as he sipped from his cup.
Giggles came from the small girl in across from him. Her blue-violet hair falling in waves down her back, few curly strands swaying into her vibrant forest green eyes. At three years old the small girl came to just under his waist, around three foot two. She already had both of them wrapped around her small fingers.
"Pawpaw..." fire snapped and popped, she started moving towards the wild banged boy on the fires left, "...we wanna hear a s'ory..." wide green eyes sparkled as she placed small chubby hands on his knees, "Pwease...?" her sweet voice pleaded with him.
"You're a daddy's girl." Her brother chuckled.
Sticking out her tongue at him, "No I not! I'm a Pawpaw's girl!"
That got a bark of laughter from the other parent on the fire's right side as the other reached down the pull the small girl into his strong protective hold smiling, eyes prideful. "Aye Larie that you are. A Pawpaw's girl indeed!" he laughed, eyes twinkling. "But that's alright!" head lifting up and to the side, peering at the child on the floor from the corners, "'Cause Rouo here's a daddy's boy ain'tcha!?"
A little brown head nodded, his messy hair flying about as he leapt from his floor spot into his Daddy's outstretched arms, "YEPPERS!" same vibrant hunter green eyes as his sisters flashed happily up at him. The love shining in their depths never failed to make the man wonder what they had done to deserve this happiness. "Hey Daddy, you gonna tell us a story or what?"
It was still a marvel how the two of them were so alike their parents, yet, could switch between either personality types on a dime. Chuckling with a smile the man nodded sending his long hair bouncing up and down. The little boy made a grab for it, running his chubby fingers through the silky strands. It was so soft and long! He loved times like these where he could play with it; it was usually kept pulled back.
"That's if Mr. Grench over there is ready for it to be told" a grin.
A glare, which over the years had lost most of its intensity, was shot his way. "Duo..." that menacing timbre voice hung in the air, threat and warmth mingling in it.
Smiling merely at the stunning blue eyed boy unfazed he ruffled the young ones hair, "Ah come on Hee-chan! Why don't you kick off the story tonight?" winking, "Everyone here knows you're a great story teller!"
Two tiny faces lit up at the suggestion, hands clapping as they cheered him on, "Yeah! You tell it Pawpaw!" from Larie and "You're really good at telling stories!" from Rouo.
"There's a problem."
"Wha-huh!? What problem?"
"Pawpaw... what's wrong?"
Rouo frowned, "Hey, what gives?"
Heero arched an inquisitive brow at his son, mentally asking himself if it was a good thing, or a bad thing, that his speech was coming along so well for a near five year old. He decided after a little debate, it was a good thing. Then, as a second thought, came to the conclusion it was also a slightly, not completely bad thing, for the child was starting to pick up his Daddy's way of speaking.
Smirking he looked over the two, "You did not tell me which story you wanted to hear."
"That's ALL!?" Duo laughed sipping his tea being kept warm by the fires heat. "Dude, don't scare the kids like that!"
Larie looked over to him from her Pawpaw's lap, "I not scar' Daddy."
Duo smiled softly at his daughter, "I know ya airn't darlin', your too brave for that. But I think this little man here was shakin' in his socks!" she giggled at her Daddy's silliness. "So, which story y'all want to hear tonight?"
"Umm..." looking to one another the siblings shrugged after staring. Rouo looked from Duo to Heero, a thoughtful look on his face. "How about..." he wasn't sure what to ask about. He was only four. What could they possible want to know that they'd remember? Oh but if it was exciting or funny! They'd remember that!
Suddenly he remembered something his Ojisan Wufei had said about a Braided Baka getting plastered at a party... somewhere... and he. He what? His small nose, pink from the fires warmth scrunched up in thought, trying to remember what he had said... Oh! Made a monkey out of himself! Proud for remembering he turned to his Daddy, a grin threatening to crack that small face of his in place, "I wanna hear about the Braided Baka making a monkey out of himself!!"
Snorted snickers came from across the small gap as his sister started giggling, watching her Daddy sputter and make a real good impression of a fish, she thought. Her Pawpaw though, she turned back around watching him when his snickering stopped and his body started to shake. What was wrong with him? Her little mind wondered, peering at him, her head tilted to the side curiously. She'd never seen him do that before.
His lips twitched some more, lifting up past his usual smirk. She could hear her brothers laughing in he distance, but her eyes were trained on her Pawpaw as his shaking grew and his lips moved more. Hearing her Daddy trying to quiet her brother down, she let her sight sway to them for a minute. Watching as her Daddy popped her brother on the head for laughing at him, but his eyes were happy, and he was laughing, so she knew he wasn't in trouble. Besides, her Daddy was a goofy man, he did stuff all the time that kept them laughing.
Seconds later a deep rumbling reached her tiny ears making her whip around to stare up at the dark haired man in who's lap she sat, eyes wide, staring. His eyes were shinny, filled with things she didn't know, but knew enough to tell he was very happy. But what demanded her attention most was his lips! That wasn't normal... it wasn't a smirk... her Pawpaw was SMILING!! And it was a big smile too! He looked good when he smiled. It only clicked in her brain afterwards what the rumbling was... he was laughing too! She liked the sound of it. It was deep like the smooth rumble of a trucks engine, not loud but not soft...
She giggled, "You need to do that more Pawpaw" the tiny voice brought the now chuckling mans eyes looking down at her lovingly. An emotion that, if the others had seen it, would refused to have believed was ever possible to come from the once cold man sitting there, holding his daughter so carefully...
"Hai... I should, ne?" she nodded giggling. "Alright, who wants to hear the story of the 'Braided Monkey Who Couldn't Hold His Own Against the Amber Liquid'?"
Duo's eyes shot wide, "HEY! NO FAIR!!" pouting his bottom lip sticking out cutely. He could hold his own! He just didn't care that night and let it all go. Or at least, that's what he kept telling himself. So what if he couldn't drink anything beyond beer back then. Heero didn't have to keep reminding him that he made a bouncing monkey out of himself that night.... Then again... he had Wu-man to thank for the name given to him.
Looking from the children to his husband he sighed, but smiled at their giggles. Hades help him, but he loved them each to death. So... in his vast heart... he'd suffer the humiliation once more... ignore the giggles... and get revenge later!! He laughed with them grinning that mischievous way of his that clearly spoke of wicked things to come. "Well then. Bring it on!"
Heero started to open his mouth, "It's already been brought!..." but his son beat him to it. "I think..." Larie giggled at him before turning her attention to her smirking Pawpaw.
"Once upon a time, years back when the Eve Wars had just..." he launched into the tale, holding everyone's attention well.
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Hi! ::chuckles:: Yes, another new ficcy. Goddess and I'm still working on my DCVC which needs to be out before Christmas! AHH! But ya see. I WAS working on DCVC5, Trowa's chapter, tonight when I kept getting distracted by stuff. Then I went to make some tea and had an idea hit me on how to start off TTD (which was the title before this one). So, here's the first chapter to it! ^__^ Whatcha think? Was it good? Hope so.
I thought it was cute. ^_^ Lemme know whatcha think of it! I've gotte get back on DCVC5 now that this is out of the way... for now. heh Second chapter's already been started, started that a few weeks ago actually. It's called ~ A Parties Question ~ ^_^ Please remember to Review! Arigatou!
Ja ne,
Anime Redneck
12-17-02
3:52am
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~ A Winters Night ~
By: Anime Redneck
12-17-02
~oOo@oOo~
The night was calm and cool as children sat 'round the fire, watching the flames leap and crack with delight. Hot coco and tea were passed around with smiles at the two. Tonight was the night; they waited for it to be right. They wanted to know, had the right, to know how they came to be this night.
The two small children watched as their parents walked in the room, two mugs of steaming tea in hand, watching them as they sat in seats on either side of the fire. Their eyes burned with light from the fire, watching with a smile.
It was a rare sight not to see them fight. With both parents having been in the Eve Wars and bickering among their selves, it was just in their blood. Usually they would walk into a room to find it littered from door to wall with toys and bed fixings. They, their two sweet, seemingly innocent children would be engaged in a fight. Most of the times, they were lucky to walk in and find one of them, the 'victim' as they later claimed, captured in a headlock.
"No fighting tonight?" The one in blue-black asked in a humorous voice. The kids shook their heads. "And why's that?" The question didn't really need to be asked, they already knew the answer; but still, it was fun to prolong the nights entertainment.
The little girl stared up at him with wide blue-gray eyes, then looked to the other parent, frowning cutely. "Nooo..." they weren't fighting tonight. It wasn't right. Nope, not when we wanna know something... 'sides... me and bro'll go at it tomarow. The small girl thought smiling sweetly towards her year older brother before turning her attention back to her parents, "We not gonna fight tonight..."
"But why not tonight?" The other parent on her left asked, voice firm but softly light, as if he didn't want to break the peaceful atmosphere the crackling fire, cinnamon and pine tree-smelling room encircled them in.
"Why do you ask questions to which you already know the answers?" The other child questioned looking at both his parents. His voice was louder then his sisters, stronger and even for his age, a bit sharp.
"Yeah, why do you keep askin' questions if you already know the answers to 'em?" the parent on the right asked jovially to the other, his eyes glittering blues in the fires light as he sipped from his cup.
Giggles came from the small girl in across from him. Her blue-violet hair falling in waves down her back, few curly strands swaying into her vibrant forest green eyes. At three years old the small girl came to just under his waist, around three foot two. She already had both of them wrapped around her small fingers.
"Pawpaw..." fire snapped and popped, she started moving towards the wild banged boy on the fires left, "...we wanna hear a s'ory..." wide green eyes sparkled as she placed small chubby hands on his knees, "Pwease...?" her sweet voice pleaded with him.
"You're a daddy's girl." Her brother chuckled.
Sticking out her tongue at him, "No I not! I'm a Pawpaw's girl!"
That got a bark of laughter from the other parent on the fire's right side as the other reached down the pull the small girl into his strong protective hold smiling, eyes prideful. "Aye Larie that you are. A Pawpaw's girl indeed!" he laughed, eyes twinkling. "But that's alright!" head lifting up and to the side, peering at the child on the floor from the corners, "'Cause Rouo here's a daddy's boy ain'tcha!?"
A little brown head nodded, his messy hair flying about as he leapt from his floor spot into his Daddy's outstretched arms, "YEPPERS!" same vibrant hunter green eyes as his sisters flashed happily up at him. The love shining in their depths never failed to make the man wonder what they had done to deserve this happiness. "Hey Daddy, you gonna tell us a story or what?"
It was still a marvel how the two of them were so alike their parents, yet, could switch between either personality types on a dime. Chuckling with a smile the man nodded sending his long hair bouncing up and down. The little boy made a grab for it, running his chubby fingers through the silky strands. It was so soft and long! He loved times like these where he could play with it; it was usually kept pulled back.
"That's if Mr. Grench over there is ready for it to be told" a grin.
A glare, which over the years had lost most of its intensity, was shot his way. "Duo..." that menacing timbre voice hung in the air, threat and warmth mingling in it.
Smiling merely at the stunning blue eyed boy unfazed he ruffled the young ones hair, "Ah come on Hee-chan! Why don't you kick off the story tonight?" winking, "Everyone here knows you're a great story teller!"
Two tiny faces lit up at the suggestion, hands clapping as they cheered him on, "Yeah! You tell it Pawpaw!" from Larie and "You're really good at telling stories!" from Rouo.
"There's a problem."
"Wha-huh!? What problem?"
"Pawpaw... what's wrong?"
Rouo frowned, "Hey, what gives?"
Heero arched an inquisitive brow at his son, mentally asking himself if it was a good thing, or a bad thing, that his speech was coming along so well for a near five year old. He decided after a little debate, it was a good thing. Then, as a second thought, came to the conclusion it was also a slightly, not completely bad thing, for the child was starting to pick up his Daddy's way of speaking.
Smirking he looked over the two, "You did not tell me which story you wanted to hear."
"That's ALL!?" Duo laughed sipping his tea being kept warm by the fires heat. "Dude, don't scare the kids like that!"
Larie looked over to him from her Pawpaw's lap, "I not scar' Daddy."
Duo smiled softly at his daughter, "I know ya airn't darlin', your too brave for that. But I think this little man here was shakin' in his socks!" she giggled at her Daddy's silliness. "So, which story y'all want to hear tonight?"
"Umm..." looking to one another the siblings shrugged after staring. Rouo looked from Duo to Heero, a thoughtful look on his face. "How about..." he wasn't sure what to ask about. He was only four. What could they possible want to know that they'd remember? Oh but if it was exciting or funny! They'd remember that!
Suddenly he remembered something his Ojisan Wufei had said about a Braided Baka getting plastered at a party... somewhere... and he. He what? His small nose, pink from the fires warmth scrunched up in thought, trying to remember what he had said... Oh! Made a monkey out of himself! Proud for remembering he turned to his Daddy, a grin threatening to crack that small face of his in place, "I wanna hear about the Braided Baka making a monkey out of himself!!"
Snorted snickers came from across the small gap as his sister started giggling, watching her Daddy sputter and make a real good impression of a fish, she thought. Her Pawpaw though, she turned back around watching him when his snickering stopped and his body started to shake. What was wrong with him? Her little mind wondered, peering at him, her head tilted to the side curiously. She'd never seen him do that before.
His lips twitched some more, lifting up past his usual smirk. She could hear her brothers laughing in he distance, but her eyes were trained on her Pawpaw as his shaking grew and his lips moved more. Hearing her Daddy trying to quiet her brother down, she let her sight sway to them for a minute. Watching as her Daddy popped her brother on the head for laughing at him, but his eyes were happy, and he was laughing, so she knew he wasn't in trouble. Besides, her Daddy was a goofy man, he did stuff all the time that kept them laughing.
Seconds later a deep rumbling reached her tiny ears making her whip around to stare up at the dark haired man in who's lap she sat, eyes wide, staring. His eyes were shinny, filled with things she didn't know, but knew enough to tell he was very happy. But what demanded her attention most was his lips! That wasn't normal... it wasn't a smirk... her Pawpaw was SMILING!! And it was a big smile too! He looked good when he smiled. It only clicked in her brain afterwards what the rumbling was... he was laughing too! She liked the sound of it. It was deep like the smooth rumble of a trucks engine, not loud but not soft...
She giggled, "You need to do that more Pawpaw" the tiny voice brought the now chuckling mans eyes looking down at her lovingly. An emotion that, if the others had seen it, would refused to have believed was ever possible to come from the once cold man sitting there, holding his daughter so carefully...
"Hai... I should, ne?" she nodded giggling. "Alright, who wants to hear the story of the 'Braided Monkey Who Couldn't Hold His Own Against the Amber Liquid'?"
Duo's eyes shot wide, "HEY! NO FAIR!!" pouting his bottom lip sticking out cutely. He could hold his own! He just didn't care that night and let it all go. Or at least, that's what he kept telling himself. So what if he couldn't drink anything beyond beer back then. Heero didn't have to keep reminding him that he made a bouncing monkey out of himself that night.... Then again... he had Wu-man to thank for the name given to him.
Looking from the children to his husband he sighed, but smiled at their giggles. Hades help him, but he loved them each to death. So... in his vast heart... he'd suffer the humiliation once more... ignore the giggles... and get revenge later!! He laughed with them grinning that mischievous way of his that clearly spoke of wicked things to come. "Well then. Bring it on!"
Heero started to open his mouth, "It's already been brought!..." but his son beat him to it. "I think..." Larie giggled at him before turning her attention to her smirking Pawpaw.
"Once upon a time, years back when the Eve Wars had just..." he launched into the tale, holding everyone's attention well.
~oOo@oOo~ * ~ * ~ * ~oOo@oOo~ * ~ * ~ * ~oOo@oOo~ * ~ * ~ * ~oOo@oOo~
Hi! ::chuckles:: Yes, another new ficcy. Goddess and I'm still working on my DCVC which needs to be out before Christmas! AHH! But ya see. I WAS working on DCVC5, Trowa's chapter, tonight when I kept getting distracted by stuff. Then I went to make some tea and had an idea hit me on how to start off TTD (which was the title before this one). So, here's the first chapter to it! ^__^ Whatcha think? Was it good? Hope so.
I thought it was cute. ^_^ Lemme know whatcha think of it! I've gotte get back on DCVC5 now that this is out of the way... for now. heh Second chapter's already been started, started that a few weeks ago actually. It's called ~ A Parties Question ~ ^_^ Please remember to Review! Arigatou!
Ja ne,
Anime Redneck
12-17-02
3:52am
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