Pointless one shot, hope you like it. =P


Worst Salad Ever!


Heero sat with a hand over his chest. "Do you have a drink?" he asked Duo as the guy walked up to him.

"Yeah, in my bag...you don't look too good." He fished through his things.

They were on a special ops mission, one that needed to retain it's covert status. "The memo with our instructions said: 'When you're finished reading this, destroy the paper.' Since I didn't have matches, I tried swallowing it...it's stuck."

"That's not good. Here," he said and handed him the drink.

Guzzles. Pause. Taps chest. "...That didn't work."

"How about eating something to push it down?"

"It might get stuck too, I don't want to choke."

He was at loss for words. "You could try starting over."

"I'm not doing that," steady breathing.

"You'll be sick anyway if you keep drinking things to dislodge it." He looked around for a solution.

Heero wanted another option apart from regurgitation. Why had the message been sent on such a large piece of paper? "Ah," he noticed a sandwich vendor. "I have an idea." Heero went up to the vendor, spoke with him for a second, handed him several coins and left with the whole bottle of Italian dressing. "Bottoms up," he said and sucked back two large mouthfuls without cringing.

Duo had backed off by now, unsure as to why this was happening. "...the oil! Right."

Pause. Taps chest. "...That worked. Come on, lets keep going."

They began walking. Duo noticed the bottle his partner still had in hand. "You holding on to the dressing for any reason?"

Holds bottle up, "I kind of want a salad now. The last one I had hurt, and I don't like leaving on bad terms."


See, pointless...but amusing. ;)