I do not own Gundam Wing. However, I did buy a rather fabulous pair of shoes the other day that I am quite happy to claim as my own.
'Seriously Duo, I will hit you.'
'Awww come on!' Duo emphasised this with a pair of 'please love me' puppy dog eyes taken straight from some animal cruelty campaign.
'No.'
'Come on.'
'No.'
'Come oooooo-'Duo dashed into the kitchen and returned with a Coke, '-ooon.'
Heero looked up at Duo and opened his mouth to say something. However, he decided that throwing the tv remote in Duo's direction would be more fun and did so with lightning speed. Duo gave him a hurt look and rubbed his arm.
'Ow!' Duo stuck out his bottom lip and inspected the injury. 'I bruise like a peach.'
Heero raised his eyebrows and levered himself out of the armchair he was sitting in. He slid his feet into his shoes resting by the magazine rack and headed for the front door.
'Where're you going?'
'Out.'
'But what about our game of soccer?'
'As I have said repeatedly Maxwell...NO.'
'Ok but where-' Heero slammed the door shut before he could finish his sentence. Duo flopped down onto the floor like a rag doll and groaned. All this waiting frankly sucked. Not that he had anything against a bit of peace now and again, but my god it was boring. Sitting around doing nothing until they got the call for all systems go had to be worse than, oh I don't know… writing progress reports. And he'd already done several of them in the past fortnight.
Duo busied himself for the next few minutes searching for hidden treasure underneath the sofa. Or as he liked to call it, The Darkest Depths of the Ocean of Lost Souls And Stuff.
'Cshhh, cshhhh... this is Captain Maxwell of the submarine Devastator…. Cshhh, cshhhh… I'm scanning the area.'
He squinted in the dark and spotted an object in the distance.
'What's this? Have I found the sacred Inca Golden Goblet, sunken with the good ship Albion? I shall investigate further.'
He poked it with his finger and found the object to be of a similar consistency to cat poo.
'Ugh. Apparently not then.'
Duo wiped his hand on his trousers, then decided it was time he rose for air. And Coke.
'For god sake, is there some kind of adventure famine going on around here?'
He leaned back against the sofa and cocked his head. If he did this and closed one eye, the picture of a bowl of fruit over the mantle piece kinda looked like a giant bunny rabbit with fangs. He named it Gordon.
'What do you think, Gordon?'
Gordon gave his opinion silently.
'Mmmm. I agree.'
'Duo, what are you doing? And also, who is Gordon?'
'Huh?' Duo looked up and saw Quatre leaning over the sofa at him. 'Oh, uh, nothing. I'm bored.'
'Where's Heero gone?'
'Out.'
'On his own?'
'Yep. Well, kinda.'
'How can he be 'kinda' on his own? Is there some kind of half-alive pigmy ghost called Leopold from another dimension with twelve ears and a love for pie by his side to keep him company?'
Duo got up and turned to face Quatre.
'Firstly, you've been watching way too much sci-fi channel, and secondly, he has his vast collection of guns on him, as always. So technically he's not alone.'
'Hmmm.' Quatre shrugged in reluctant agreement.
'Now then my blond haired friend, entertain me before I am reduced to writing terrible poetry about my heart being broken by pretty boys.'
'I can't, I've got to do some reconfiguration on Sandrock.'
Duo stuck out his tongue in dispute.
'It has to be done!'
'Right then, fine. You asked for it.' Duo jumped onto the sofa and lifted his hands to the ceiling. 'Oh me, oh my, how my heart wants to die, my life has been crapped on by a cute little Japon-'
'What's a Japon?'
'-a boy from Japan. Please do not interrupt my creative flow. Anyway: how can I continue on this loveless path with no-one to give me a, uh…sponge bath-'
'Shut up Duo.'
'Oh why can't I get a sponge bath?'
'Stop it.'
'A sponge, a sponge, a sponge ba-'
'Argh!!!!!' Quatre pushed him off the sofa and clamped his hands round his ears. 'Alright, alright, you win. We'll go and find Heero, make sure he's not doing anything he shouldn't be. But only for a little while, I have stuff to do.' Quatre sighed and moved towards the door. 'Come on.'
Duo punched the air in celebration then hopped after Quatre.
'Woohoo! Thanks dude.'
'Seriously though Duo…who's Gordon?'
'A giant bunny rabbit.'
'Right. Probably best if I don't ask.'
'Yup.'
