Title: Negotiations
Author: Topaz Kat
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or any of the boys. Nor do I own Army of Darkness or Bruce Campbell
It had been a long and hard stand off, the man Duo was facing held thirteen people hostage. He was large, had a rack of
explosives attached to his chest and was making demands that Duo repeated that he would be unable to fulfill.
"I told you pretty boy," the man snapped. "I want a helicopter, a million in gold or all these people die. And I want you guys
to recognize the cause that I'm supporting over at your stuffy Preventers. This is a serious issue I'm protesting against."
Duo sighed, nodding his. It didn't help that he had Trowa laughing in his ear through the headset. He had to agree though,
the guy was a severe basket case. "Look sir, I already told you. The Preventers doesn't react to terrorism over the rights of pillows that
you seem to feel suffer huge abuse during the average slumber party."
"It's not just slumber parties!" the man shouted, getting extremely irate. "People beat them all the time as if they didn't have
feelings and yet still no one does anything about it."
/That's because they don't think you wacko,/ Duo thought to himself. "I understand that sir. But I assure you
that the Preventers and other law enforcement would be willing to listen to your justified complaints if you didn't take hostages at a
furniture store."
"These people are evil," the man shouted. "The sell beds and sofas into slavery without a thought or concern for their well
fare."
Duo sighed, swearing to himself that he never heard Trowa laughing so hard and that he was going to have to beat the hell
out of him for being so friggin' unhelpful. "I agree sir. But first you have to let go of all the hostages or we aren't going to help you at all
whatsoever with your case against the furniture division of life."
"Oh no you don't," the man stood up to his full height and clutched a poor cowering woman against him as a shield. "I know
how you guys operate, if I let them go, you'll throw me in jail and the torturing and slavery of these poor defenseless trees will continue.
But if I have them captive, then you guys will do as I say because you're all too much of a goody-goody to stop me."
"Take him out now," Trowa gave the confirmation of the order to Duo.
Duo fired the stun gun, aiming directly for the man's head. As he fell, Duo gave a small smile and blew across the end of the
non-lethal weapon. "Good, bad, I'm the guy with the gun."
TK-Aaack, I don't know if that was any good or not. But after I saw that horrible movie, Army of Darkness, that line just kept sticking in
my head until I got rid of it in a story. Please, let me know if this sucked as much as I think it did.
Author: Topaz Kat
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or any of the boys. Nor do I own Army of Darkness or Bruce Campbell
It had been a long and hard stand off, the man Duo was facing held thirteen people hostage. He was large, had a rack of
explosives attached to his chest and was making demands that Duo repeated that he would be unable to fulfill.
"I told you pretty boy," the man snapped. "I want a helicopter, a million in gold or all these people die. And I want you guys
to recognize the cause that I'm supporting over at your stuffy Preventers. This is a serious issue I'm protesting against."
Duo sighed, nodding his. It didn't help that he had Trowa laughing in his ear through the headset. He had to agree though,
the guy was a severe basket case. "Look sir, I already told you. The Preventers doesn't react to terrorism over the rights of pillows that
you seem to feel suffer huge abuse during the average slumber party."
"It's not just slumber parties!" the man shouted, getting extremely irate. "People beat them all the time as if they didn't have
feelings and yet still no one does anything about it."
/That's because they don't think you wacko,/ Duo thought to himself. "I understand that sir. But I assure you
that the Preventers and other law enforcement would be willing to listen to your justified complaints if you didn't take hostages at a
furniture store."
"These people are evil," the man shouted. "The sell beds and sofas into slavery without a thought or concern for their well
fare."
Duo sighed, swearing to himself that he never heard Trowa laughing so hard and that he was going to have to beat the hell
out of him for being so friggin' unhelpful. "I agree sir. But first you have to let go of all the hostages or we aren't going to help you at all
whatsoever with your case against the furniture division of life."
"Oh no you don't," the man stood up to his full height and clutched a poor cowering woman against him as a shield. "I know
how you guys operate, if I let them go, you'll throw me in jail and the torturing and slavery of these poor defenseless trees will continue.
But if I have them captive, then you guys will do as I say because you're all too much of a goody-goody to stop me."
"Take him out now," Trowa gave the confirmation of the order to Duo.
Duo fired the stun gun, aiming directly for the man's head. As he fell, Duo gave a small smile and blew across the end of the
non-lethal weapon. "Good, bad, I'm the guy with the gun."
TK-Aaack, I don't know if that was any good or not. But after I saw that horrible movie, Army of Darkness, that line just kept sticking in
my head until I got rid of it in a story. Please, let me know if this sucked as much as I think it did.