A new Wordspill series shall commence! (BTW, for those who wondered- a wordspill is a fun writing exercise where you turn off the color on your word processor and write without edits for 10 minutes straight. Only then can you clean it all up!)
I've been a Gundam Wing junkie for a long long time, so I'm glad to finally submit something in this archive! Hope you enjoy it and the rest soon to come (though warning- I do tend to follow the semi-cannon pairings more than the slash ones. It's just too obvious that some of the hetero couples are meant to be)
This first one is actually for the last pilot: 05 Chang Wufei. I had the urge to show him in an emotional moment, since we so rarely get to see them!
Disclaimer: I do not own GW or the GW boys. It makes me sad.
Celebration:
When the fire engines arrived (along with a couple dozen Preventers employees in tow to gleefully view the damage) they were more than a little surprised to discover that the massive pyrotechnic blaze was not, in fact, caused by Preventer Duo Maxwell (who was the usual culprit in these sorts of cases—these sorts of cases being any situation where a massive amount of combustibles were exploding at any given time.)
Yes, Duo was actually innocent of this particular explosion.
Instead, much to their shock and dismay, they found Preventer Chang Wufei. He was more than a little intoxicated on cheap rice wine and setting off more fireworks than could be found at for sale at most small stands.
Most later agreed that it was one of those moments where one desperately wishes they had a camera. Only Sally Po was so prepared, but she quietly chose not to take such blatant advantage of her inebriated partner.
The fire department was pointedly reminded to put out the blaze, as (so all the spectators hoped) Wufei was out of everything but sparklers, and the few packs of those remaining didn't seem like too much of a danger. Then, instead of taking several blackmail-worthy stills, she simply drove away the hovering masses of their coworkers and sat down beside the young man.
She didn't ask, but all the same, he felt compelled to answer her questioning silence.
"It is... the Chinese New Year," he whispered, his drunken state all but imperceptible. "It was her favorite holiday."
She didn't need to ask who 'she' was, as others (all but his fellow former Gundam pilots, really) might have.
She and Wufei been partners for several years, now and he'd told her of his late bride only a few months after they'd been assigned to each other. No, she knew all too well who her partner was mourning.
So, she merely nodded, reached over to take a sip of the last near empty bottle, and carefully lit one of the sparklers for herself.
It was his lost life that he was really celebrating, she knew, and no one should ever have to celebrate alone.
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