Authors note: Ok people, this may be disturbing for some readers…. kidding! It will probably be funny. (I hope!) Well…enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or South Park; I will not be making money out of this. No one sue me please.
"Oh man I'm hungry!" moaned the braided pilot of Deathscythe hell, "When do we eat?"
Heero favoured the American with a death glare, before resuming his typing at the laptop. "You ate five minutes ago Duo."
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"Oh to hell with that!" came a loud shout from an obnoxious eight year old, sitting at a picnic table with a smaller boy. Smaller meaning…not so fat.
"God will come down and strike you with a lightning bolt…POW!!! No wait, it'll be lasers."
"Cartman, god does not have lasers," said the smaller boy irritably, "God does not kill you just like that."
"Shut up Kyle, I know what I'm talking about, God is coming, and he's going to take you down to hell…"
Suddenly, from behind the two god discussers, came a loud crunching noise, "What the HELL!!!" Screamed the fat one spinning around to see what was going on, spotting a large metallic suit behind him, he turned back to the other boy in triumph. "See Kyle, I TOLD you God would come, man he must really hate you to come this quickly, and he has LASERS!!! Ahahahahah! You gonna die!! He already got Kenny look!"
He stepped out of his Gundam looking around in something bordering on amazement. "This just does not happen every day, I mean, one minute I'm beating up mobile dolls, the next, wham, I'm here, looking at two kids arguing about god. Do I even believe in god? No, so why am I here?"
Walking down the docking ramp, he headed for the two eight year olds.
"God approaches!!!" Screamed Cartman, "Now you are going DIE small, puny, insignificant, Kyle. Bow down to god now, and he may spare you." Walking up to Duo he bowed down to him, "Mighty god, I am a faithful believer, kill this minion, and oh, here's a list of all the things I want from you."
Duo blinked, still confused, and said in a rather shaky voice, "what the HELL is going on? Will someone tell me where I am!!"
Cartman looked up at "god" unsure now. "God, you're in South Park playground, coming to visit your wrath upon the non believers"
"I mean, I thought you'd be better looking and all god, but still, at least you got the lasers right."
Duo's brain, already going into overload because he was being worshipped by an eight year old, in a place he'd never heard of before, finally grasped on the one thing he understood. "You just called me ugly kid?"
"Damn right I did god."
Duo's eyes began to glaze over, getting a distinct zero system look about them, the kind of look Heero would give a hundred mobile dolls just before they were chopped into little pieces. "NO ONE calls the god of death ugly!!! Pay the price Mortal!!" and with that, he hit Cartman in the belly.
It didn't do much.
The fat around Cartman's belly wobbled a bit, but that was all.
"Ahahahahah! Is that the best you can do god? My body is protected by itself, of course, I am still your humble servant…"
Duo, feeling a bit guilty for hitting a kid half his age, said nothing…
To Be Continued…
A/N: Well let me know what you thought, review please, yadda
yadda yadda, this will pick up and eventually be worthy of its rating.