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Mission: Cowgirls and Garters?


Rated: R

Genre: Romance/Humor

Summary: The G boys find an ancient mission that was never completed. What they don't realize is that someone's already on the case, and she's from the future.

Pairings: 1xR, 5xS, 2xOther


Whoops! Bad Wufei!


"Duo! Do you really think we should be in here?" Quatre's voice echoed through the empty hallway.

"Heero and the other pilots are in here. I don't want to be left out!" Duo pulled the blonde Arabian down another corridor. "Please be the right door..." he pleaded as he turned the handle.

A gun was pointed at Duo's chest. The braided- teen closed his eyes, grinned, and raked a hand through his hair. "Yep. Right door!" He bounded into the room past the gun. "Where's the party at?"

The Chinese man was staring at a computer. One of the many that circled around this particular room. He looked up at the intruding man. "It's about time the braided baka got here. I might have never gotten past this screen! Damn thing's been on for over forty-five minutes!"

Duo walked up to the computer, typed "bRaIdEdBaKa16_AC196" in the box labeled 'Password for Maxwell, Duo', and hit the enter key.

Numbers and letters flashed across the screen. Thousands upon thousands of files were located in this single computer.

Trowa leaned over Wufei's shoulder. He thought carefully before pointing to a line of numbers. "Try this one." The line read, '18_HUAOREDTEUTFERORQEIAWOUW_24'

Heero put the gun he was planning to shoot Duo with. He stared at the screen, memorizing the number and letter combination. After a minute, he spoke in his usual monotone voice. "It's a code." He pulled up a seat and tapped nimble fingers on the keypad. "It's our names. They have the letters of them mixed together." He paused for a moment. "But the only thing I don't understand is the numbers." The stoic pilot turned to his partners. "Any ideas?"

Duo stared at the screen until his eyes crossed. "Nope." He collapsed on the floor from dizziness.

Trowa tapped Heero on his shoulder. "It might be a year."

Quatre joined the rest of the guys, first stepping over the fallen Duo, and sat on a desk. "I think Trowa's got a point."

Wufei squinted. All he could see was numbers and letters. He waited semi-patiently for someone to crack the code.

Heero wrote the series of letters and numbers on a piece of scratch paper. Then, stepping over Duo, walked to his laptop. He sat on another desk and placed the chibi computer on his lap. Punching a few buttons, he unraveled the mystery behind the code.

"It's a mission. A mission that was never accepted, and it just stayed in databases. Looks like we'll have to accept it, then."

"Aw... damn. I don't want to go on a mission!" Duo whined at his position on the floor. He rose and leaned over Heero's shoulder.

Wufei glared at the computer. He slammed his fists on the keyboard. A cloud of smoke rose from the back of the monitor, and the screen went blank.

Heero and Duo, who were leaning over to read the encrypted mission message, saw a bright flash of light.

This could not be good.



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