Title: An Attack on OZ
Author: queenie
Pairing: none really, just a conversation but if you want one.. then it would be 1+3
Warning: This is what a 9 am science class will produce when you didn't get to bed before 3:00
Disclaimer: GW is not mine it is someone else's
Author's thoughts: Well this is not on the ficcy here at all, but actually of a commercial that I have been seeing lately. Have you all seen the gundam model commercials.. where the people are all.. 'level 5 seventeen hours' and then they flash the model that they put together.. I was just all.. WOW and OH MY FUCKING GOD it was just toooo cool.
An Attack on OZ
"What will become of us?" Trowa asked of Heero.
"I am not sure, but you can be sure we are going to kick some OZ butt." He said with a devious smirk.
"Heero?" Trowa questioned, "we don't have our gundams, what are we going to do to 'kick some OZ butt'" he mocked at the end.
"Um.. well.." he reached into his spandex trying to find something. "How about this." Heero said without really looking. Trowa started to laugh. "What?" Heero asked.
"We are going to 'kick some OZ butt' with a Super Soaker? That is funny, and well, please I want to see this." Trowa said laughing the whole time.
"Well, yeah, you saw the Wizard of OZ right? All we have to do is get the leader and melt them and then OZ will crumble." He said totally serious.
Trowa only laughed and then draped himself over Heero from laughing soo much. "Heero, why do I get the feeling we need to recruit Dorothy for this job?" Trowa managed to say through his laughs.
THE END