Gundam Wing at Chuckie Cheese
Black-Angel-001: just happened to be reading bloopers and saw some scene where wufei and treize were "dueling" with squeeky mallats.......don't ask....
Gundam Wing at Chuckie Cheese Ch. 1-- The Evil Whack-A-Mole
"WOOHOO!!!!! CHUCKIE CHEESE!! CHUCKIE CHEESE!!! CHU--"
A loud glomp stoped Duo right in the middle of his joyous celebration. Heero stood over the twitching form of Duo, while Trowa, Quatre, and Wufei waited for said pilot to drag the twitching pilot to the car. After tossing Duo into the trunk, Heero angrily got into the car and proceded to speed off in anger.
"Heero, would you slow down?" begged Quatre as he hung on for dear life. He let out a scream when his car almost ran into a large truck. Heero swerved sharply, making everyone lean to the right side. A thump informed them that Duo hit something.
"Why? The sooner we get there the sooner we can leave," Heero replied.
"I agree with Yu--AAARRRGGGHHH!!!!!" screamed Wufei. "YUY!!!!! GET BACK ON THE ROAD YOU CRAZY SON OF A --"
After going over many bumps (which they were sure were the poor unfourtunate souls of those who weren't fast enough to dodge Heero's reckless driving) they arrived at a cheerful looking building. The outside was painted a very bright and very vivid avacado green. The windows were tinted but the smell of pizza filled the air. Duo pounded furiously on the trunk, demanding to be let out. Trowa opened the trunk and helped his comrade out. Duo's colbat blue eyes lit up again and was about to continue his "Chuckie Cheese Chant" but Trowa clamped a hand over his mouth. Heads turned to Quatre. They waited for whatever instructions they might have.
"Alright, play the games ONLY. DO NOT EAT THE PIZZA OR TALK TO THE BIG GIANT MOUSE THINGY," he warned.
Nodding they went in. Instanly a big gray mouse in funky green and purple pants and shirt complete with hat greeted them. Heero kicked him in the shins and took off runing. Curses emitted from the mouse as he jumped up and down. Duo eagerly grabbed the money Quatre outstreached to him, got as many tokens as possible and proceded to a game. Everyone else just sat down.
Duo walked around, trying to decide on where to start. That's when he saw it....the great and almighty Whack-A-Mole. An evil grin spread on his face and walked toward it, his strategy already planned. Placing the tokens in the slot, the machine lit up and carnival music played. He grabbed the squeaky hammer that was provided with both hands. The dreaded rat popped up and Duo gave a good hard whack. Of course, the little rodent ducked before contact was made and a creepy, kind of high-pitched giggle emitted from the mole. Duo stayed calm. Again the mole popped up and Duo again struck. A miss. High-pitched giggles. The game got faster and faster before Duo was crawling all over the machine and banging it. When his time ran out, the machine died down and the lights dimmed. Duo huffed and puffed in anger.
Stomping over to Heero he asked for his gun.
"My gun? Why?"
"I'm getting rid of an......enemy you might say," Duo growled.
"Don't do it Heero," Trowa said, "he might kill someone."
"Not someone Trowa," corrected Shinigami, "SOMETHING."
Intruiged Heero gave his friend his gun and followed him to the Whack-A-Mole. Duo loaded, aimed, and fired the entire sheet into the evil game. For a while it did nothing but smoke, putter and go hawire. The mole popped up and down while going through the giggles.
"Great big globs of greasy, grimy gopher guts," sang Duo almost happily when the game finally died. "Shinigami's opponet is no more."
Heero snatched back his weapon and walked away, making mental notes NOT to let Duo play Whack-A-Mole anymore and NOT to let him shoot anymore games. He had almost made it to the table again before he heard young kids squealing. Not the 'Oh, this is so great' squeal, but the 'Oh God someone get my Mommy' squeal. Turning slowly he saw Duo hanging from a basketball net and grinning. The net threatened to break and Duo didn't notice. With a loud "Crack!" the net and 02 fell.
"DUO!!!!!" the other four yelled.
Fortenetly, Duo was no longer their problem. A bouncer with long, platinum blonde hair walked up, snatching Duo up by the collar. Duo protested as he was dragged from the basketball game to the table where Duo's friends lay waiting to pay for the damage. Quatre was up and apologizing when a deep voice stoped him short.
"What in the hell are you doing here? Trying to get me fired?"
Eyes filled with surprise and astonishment. Before them stood Millardo Peacecraft, formerly known as Zechs Merquies. He had an outfit like that of a bouncer. Only instead of black, it was purple. They all started lauging loudly. The famouse Zechs reduced to bouncer for a crappy children's entertainment facility. All Gundam pilots recieved blows to the head with the same squeaky mallat that Duo had previously used on the now no longer dreaded or almighty Whack-A-Mole.
"Shut up, it's the only job I could find right now," Merquise said with great shame.
"So waddaya do Zechs? Throw little six year olds out for puking on the mouse?" joked Duo.
"No, I throw out punks like you who want to destroy property and think they can get away with it!" returned Merquies.
With that said Merquies once again gripped Duo and dragged him away and toward the door, all the while Duo screamed his Chuckie Cheese Chant. Of course, Quatre hated to see his friends disapointed so he bargined with Merquies. If they could keep Duo under control and pay for the damage already done, would he allow Duo to stay? Zechs considered. At his feet, Duo made puppy eyes and a pouty face. Rolling his eyes, Zechs agreed. Duo jumped up, running for the motorcycle race.
Groaning, Heero followed, given the first watch of the hyper Gundam pilot.
"Kami, please, please help me not to kill him," he prayed silently.
Black-Angel-001: that's that so far!!!!!!!!!tell me what you think about it!!!!!
Black-Angel-001: just happened to be reading bloopers and saw some scene where wufei and treize were "dueling" with squeeky mallats.......don't ask....
Gundam Wing at Chuckie Cheese Ch. 1-- The Evil Whack-A-Mole
"WOOHOO!!!!! CHUCKIE CHEESE!! CHUCKIE CHEESE!!! CHU--"
A loud glomp stoped Duo right in the middle of his joyous celebration. Heero stood over the twitching form of Duo, while Trowa, Quatre, and Wufei waited for said pilot to drag the twitching pilot to the car. After tossing Duo into the trunk, Heero angrily got into the car and proceded to speed off in anger.
"Heero, would you slow down?" begged Quatre as he hung on for dear life. He let out a scream when his car almost ran into a large truck. Heero swerved sharply, making everyone lean to the right side. A thump informed them that Duo hit something.
"Why? The sooner we get there the sooner we can leave," Heero replied.
"I agree with Yu--AAARRRGGGHHH!!!!!" screamed Wufei. "YUY!!!!! GET BACK ON THE ROAD YOU CRAZY SON OF A --"
After going over many bumps (which they were sure were the poor unfourtunate souls of those who weren't fast enough to dodge Heero's reckless driving) they arrived at a cheerful looking building. The outside was painted a very bright and very vivid avacado green. The windows were tinted but the smell of pizza filled the air. Duo pounded furiously on the trunk, demanding to be let out. Trowa opened the trunk and helped his comrade out. Duo's colbat blue eyes lit up again and was about to continue his "Chuckie Cheese Chant" but Trowa clamped a hand over his mouth. Heads turned to Quatre. They waited for whatever instructions they might have.
"Alright, play the games ONLY. DO NOT EAT THE PIZZA OR TALK TO THE BIG GIANT MOUSE THINGY," he warned.
Nodding they went in. Instanly a big gray mouse in funky green and purple pants and shirt complete with hat greeted them. Heero kicked him in the shins and took off runing. Curses emitted from the mouse as he jumped up and down. Duo eagerly grabbed the money Quatre outstreached to him, got as many tokens as possible and proceded to a game. Everyone else just sat down.
Duo walked around, trying to decide on where to start. That's when he saw it....the great and almighty Whack-A-Mole. An evil grin spread on his face and walked toward it, his strategy already planned. Placing the tokens in the slot, the machine lit up and carnival music played. He grabbed the squeaky hammer that was provided with both hands. The dreaded rat popped up and Duo gave a good hard whack. Of course, the little rodent ducked before contact was made and a creepy, kind of high-pitched giggle emitted from the mole. Duo stayed calm. Again the mole popped up and Duo again struck. A miss. High-pitched giggles. The game got faster and faster before Duo was crawling all over the machine and banging it. When his time ran out, the machine died down and the lights dimmed. Duo huffed and puffed in anger.
Stomping over to Heero he asked for his gun.
"My gun? Why?"
"I'm getting rid of an......enemy you might say," Duo growled.
"Don't do it Heero," Trowa said, "he might kill someone."
"Not someone Trowa," corrected Shinigami, "SOMETHING."
Intruiged Heero gave his friend his gun and followed him to the Whack-A-Mole. Duo loaded, aimed, and fired the entire sheet into the evil game. For a while it did nothing but smoke, putter and go hawire. The mole popped up and down while going through the giggles.
"Great big globs of greasy, grimy gopher guts," sang Duo almost happily when the game finally died. "Shinigami's opponet is no more."
Heero snatched back his weapon and walked away, making mental notes NOT to let Duo play Whack-A-Mole anymore and NOT to let him shoot anymore games. He had almost made it to the table again before he heard young kids squealing. Not the 'Oh, this is so great' squeal, but the 'Oh God someone get my Mommy' squeal. Turning slowly he saw Duo hanging from a basketball net and grinning. The net threatened to break and Duo didn't notice. With a loud "Crack!" the net and 02 fell.
"DUO!!!!!" the other four yelled.
Fortenetly, Duo was no longer their problem. A bouncer with long, platinum blonde hair walked up, snatching Duo up by the collar. Duo protested as he was dragged from the basketball game to the table where Duo's friends lay waiting to pay for the damage. Quatre was up and apologizing when a deep voice stoped him short.
"What in the hell are you doing here? Trying to get me fired?"
Eyes filled with surprise and astonishment. Before them stood Millardo Peacecraft, formerly known as Zechs Merquies. He had an outfit like that of a bouncer. Only instead of black, it was purple. They all started lauging loudly. The famouse Zechs reduced to bouncer for a crappy children's entertainment facility. All Gundam pilots recieved blows to the head with the same squeaky mallat that Duo had previously used on the now no longer dreaded or almighty Whack-A-Mole.
"Shut up, it's the only job I could find right now," Merquise said with great shame.
"So waddaya do Zechs? Throw little six year olds out for puking on the mouse?" joked Duo.
"No, I throw out punks like you who want to destroy property and think they can get away with it!" returned Merquies.
With that said Merquies once again gripped Duo and dragged him away and toward the door, all the while Duo screamed his Chuckie Cheese Chant. Of course, Quatre hated to see his friends disapointed so he bargined with Merquies. If they could keep Duo under control and pay for the damage already done, would he allow Duo to stay? Zechs considered. At his feet, Duo made puppy eyes and a pouty face. Rolling his eyes, Zechs agreed. Duo jumped up, running for the motorcycle race.
Groaning, Heero followed, given the first watch of the hyper Gundam pilot.
"Kami, please, please help me not to kill him," he prayed silently.
Black-Angel-001: that's that so far!!!!!!!!!tell me what you think about it!!!!!
