Why did I write this? I saw WAY too many 4x4's on the road coming home. I have warped Mido-sama's mind! I have done the impossible! I have finished this introduction!



Trowa looked to his left. There was a 4x4. Trowa looked to his right. Another 4x4. Behind him? There seemed to be a _line_ of 4x4's. Trowa was surrounded by 4x4's.

With one hand still carefully on the wheel, Trowa pushed his bangs out of his face. His hair was matted with sweat.

/I _will_ _not_ think about what 4x4 implies… I _will_ _not_ think about what 4x4 implies… I _will_ _not_---WHY AM I SURROUNDED BY 4X4'S?!?!/

Trowa's face was wild as he hurriedly finished the drive back to the Quatre and the safe house. He rushed inside only to be attacked by a crazed blond. (What? You thought _Relena_ was the only crazy blond running around? No, she's the only _criminally_ insane one. Even thought Dorothy's kinda criminally insane…)

"TROWAAA! Are you okay? Did you get hurt? Did---"

"Did you start without me?"

"No…" Quatre gave Trowa a wary stare. "It's no fun unless you're here to help."

Trowa grinned. "Well, I'm here to help…"

_*_*_*_*_

*Several hours later*

"Trowa?"

"Hm?"

"Why did you ask if I started without you?"

Trowa smiled.

"4x4 paranoia."



OOOOOOh!