Title: Duo's Nesquik (Introducing...KAME! The tiny stuffed turtle…thing.
From Thailand.)
Warnings: I forget...what is this section meant for?
Disclaimer: Yaddayadda, the usual stuff 'bout not owning GW *pouts* But I DO own Kame. So there. And the CAT Shinigami ish my character *pokes tongue out*
Martina: *Very, very, very silent. Points very slowly to a little...thing, sitting on the computer table, and nods*
Kame: ...
Martina: *Quiet voice*He's new to this..er..job. Excuse him.
Kame:....
Martina:Eh...I'M FIRING YOU IF YOU DON'T MAKE YOURSELF USEFUL AND TALK!
Kame:....
Martina: O.o
Kame:...*gets a sudden…speech attack* SHINIGAMI!! HELP!! THIS SUPPOSED HUMAN BEING WHO RESEMBLES AN ALIEN IS VERBALLY MASSACRING MY POOR AND SENSATIVE EARS WHICH ARE NOT ACCUSTOMED TO THE USAGE OF THAT DECIBLE LEVEL*runs - at 0.00004 km an hour, being a turtle and all - to hide behind the CD case*
Martina: ¬¬
Shinigami the Cat: *Appears, wearing a bright purple cape and a mask* I shalt rescue thou, oh mighty turtle! *And the might cat charges for the offender, the author, slashing furiously with all his might*
*And crashes into the monitor*
Martina: -_-;; They...er...they need some work. About the fic…er…I was thinking 'bout Nesquik…yop…o.O;;;; *picks up THE REMOTE™ and changes channels of your computer screen*
*
It was approximately 6 am, the time one or two of the pilots were up for an early breakfast if they could be arsed to, or so the alarm clocks red digits indicated as soon as Heeros vision had cleared from the shock of waking up so suddenly that you bash your head on the bed lamp. It took him a few seconds to realize what had woken him up to begin with, but another girlish scream coming from Duo's room next door reminded him. Groaning, he pulled himself out of bed, subconsciously pulled on the bunny slippers that he would never go within a meter of in normal circumstances, and shuffled off to Duo.
Opening the door to Duo's room, more like kicking it open with a fat bunny nose plastered to his foot, he found that…well, he didn't find anything. It was the closet. Heero blinked several times, and shuffled on in the style of a very old lady.
"Duo?" he called through the next-door, rubbing his eyes sleepily and yawning.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Answered him in a very loud voice, from just inside the door, which of course, he was not able to open.
"Hn…open the door!!" he roared, and pulled at the handle, trying to force it open. Ending up detaching the thing for the second time in three days. Pouting, he shoved it back in place and crossed his arms over his chest.
"DUO! OPEN THE DOOR!"
"Eeeeeee…" came Duo's voice again, and Heero could hear the sound of someone shuffling across the carpeted floor and turning the key. Heero ripped the door open and stormed in.
"What's the-" He stopped dead in his tracks, and blinked.
"-matter."
Duo's bedroom had changed a bit. Ok fine, a lot. All furniture was moved out of the way, shoved up against the wall or elsewhere. It looked very bare. All his posters of Deathscythe, various one-eyed frogs, and blue pencils were gone. Instead, in the middle of the wall opposite to where Heero was standing in the door, a HUGE poster of a familiar looking brown rabbit was up.
A cartoon rabbit, with a red collar. The collar had a golden 'N' dangling from it. And the thing was holding up a glass of creamy dark chocolate with a striped straw. Below it, Duo had various artifacts of this same rabbit, along with a stack of empty yellow boxes. Of course, the same rabbit was imprinted on these too. A few candles burned slowly beneath this…ornamental display, casting blazing light on the little shrine before which Duo was on his knees. Bowing and worshipping. Now and then he would give off an ear-shattering scream in the middle of his mumblings, causing Heero to tumble backwards. The odd screams had woken the rest of the house as well. Soon, it wasn't just Heero staring at Duo, but the other four pilots, Heeros cat – Shinigami, and Relena over a visual intercom system as well. Quatre had obviously alerted her straight away when he'd woken up to the screaming and realized what it was.
"It's happening again." Wufei murmured quietly. The other pilots agreed, Shinigami hid his eyes with his tail, and Relena shook her head sadly, just as the others, still in her pajamas.
"Indeed so, Wufei." She said, biting her lip and sighing bitterly.
"Do we do the normal drill…?" Quatre asked softly, watching the seemingly endless worshipping Duo was doing.
"Think so." Trowas answer came plainly. Heero looked even more tired than he had when he'd first woken up that morning.
"But isn't it….well….illegal? Breaking and entering IS illegal." Quatre whimpered, looking at Duo, and then back at the rest of his friends. Surprisingly, Wufei leapt onto a small stool that was situated beside the door.
"Illegal? BREAKING AND ENTERING!? Does it matter! No! He needs our help, and we WILL help him! For the love of justice we shall help Maxwell!" he preached, waving his arms enthusiastically in the air, an expression of determination on his face. Quatres lower lip twitched a few times and he sniffled, patting Wufei on the shoulder.
"Beautiful man. Beautiful." The two nodded understandingly at each other. Heero raised a hand and signaled for silence. He took a deep breath and turned to face them all. His darkened eyes scanned the quiet group, giving them each a serious look. Relena bit her lip and toyed nervously with her hair.
"All of you. Get into the respective gear. Wufei and Trowa, set up the vehicle. Quatre, retrieve the necessary equipment. Relena, get over here this instant and prepare the stretcher. We will have to take him with us by force. I, will take care of the navigation. GET TO IT!" he commanded the lot of them. Relenas face disappeared from the screen, and the rest of the pilots rushed off. Shinigami hopped onto Heeros sturdy shoulder, and they headed to get the maps of the closest factory.
Nesquik factory.
Because a horror had struck the pilots house, as it had on several occasions before. Each incident was just as horrendous as the last, if not more.
But this time, they were prepared. They knew Duo had been subjected to the worst horror that is possible to bear, and they needed to help him at all costs. He had gone down to get a bit to eat, a piece of toast or so. Maybe some butter, cheese, and jam to go with that. And of course, his vital chocolate milk – Nesquik. When he opened the cabinet to where his precious boxes of tasty cocoa and sugar mix powder were, it took his mind a long minute of shocked silence to realize they were…
….finished.
To Be Continued
A/N: R&R please =D Just some…crazy idea, I don't know where it came from..o.O
Warnings: I forget...what is this section meant for?
Disclaimer: Yaddayadda, the usual stuff 'bout not owning GW *pouts* But I DO own Kame. So there. And the CAT Shinigami ish my character *pokes tongue out*
Martina: *Very, very, very silent. Points very slowly to a little...thing, sitting on the computer table, and nods*
Kame: ...
Martina: *Quiet voice*He's new to this..er..job. Excuse him.
Kame:....
Martina:Eh...I'M FIRING YOU IF YOU DON'T MAKE YOURSELF USEFUL AND TALK!
Kame:....
Martina: O.o
Kame:...*gets a sudden…speech attack* SHINIGAMI!! HELP!! THIS SUPPOSED HUMAN BEING WHO RESEMBLES AN ALIEN IS VERBALLY MASSACRING MY POOR AND SENSATIVE EARS WHICH ARE NOT ACCUSTOMED TO THE USAGE OF THAT DECIBLE LEVEL*runs - at 0.00004 km an hour, being a turtle and all - to hide behind the CD case*
Martina: ¬¬
Shinigami the Cat: *Appears, wearing a bright purple cape and a mask* I shalt rescue thou, oh mighty turtle! *And the might cat charges for the offender, the author, slashing furiously with all his might*
*And crashes into the monitor*
Martina: -_-;; They...er...they need some work. About the fic…er…I was thinking 'bout Nesquik…yop…o.O;;;; *picks up THE REMOTE™ and changes channels of your computer screen*
*
It was approximately 6 am, the time one or two of the pilots were up for an early breakfast if they could be arsed to, or so the alarm clocks red digits indicated as soon as Heeros vision had cleared from the shock of waking up so suddenly that you bash your head on the bed lamp. It took him a few seconds to realize what had woken him up to begin with, but another girlish scream coming from Duo's room next door reminded him. Groaning, he pulled himself out of bed, subconsciously pulled on the bunny slippers that he would never go within a meter of in normal circumstances, and shuffled off to Duo.
Opening the door to Duo's room, more like kicking it open with a fat bunny nose plastered to his foot, he found that…well, he didn't find anything. It was the closet. Heero blinked several times, and shuffled on in the style of a very old lady.
"Duo?" he called through the next-door, rubbing his eyes sleepily and yawning.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Answered him in a very loud voice, from just inside the door, which of course, he was not able to open.
"Hn…open the door!!" he roared, and pulled at the handle, trying to force it open. Ending up detaching the thing for the second time in three days. Pouting, he shoved it back in place and crossed his arms over his chest.
"DUO! OPEN THE DOOR!"
"Eeeeeee…" came Duo's voice again, and Heero could hear the sound of someone shuffling across the carpeted floor and turning the key. Heero ripped the door open and stormed in.
"What's the-" He stopped dead in his tracks, and blinked.
"-matter."
Duo's bedroom had changed a bit. Ok fine, a lot. All furniture was moved out of the way, shoved up against the wall or elsewhere. It looked very bare. All his posters of Deathscythe, various one-eyed frogs, and blue pencils were gone. Instead, in the middle of the wall opposite to where Heero was standing in the door, a HUGE poster of a familiar looking brown rabbit was up.
A cartoon rabbit, with a red collar. The collar had a golden 'N' dangling from it. And the thing was holding up a glass of creamy dark chocolate with a striped straw. Below it, Duo had various artifacts of this same rabbit, along with a stack of empty yellow boxes. Of course, the same rabbit was imprinted on these too. A few candles burned slowly beneath this…ornamental display, casting blazing light on the little shrine before which Duo was on his knees. Bowing and worshipping. Now and then he would give off an ear-shattering scream in the middle of his mumblings, causing Heero to tumble backwards. The odd screams had woken the rest of the house as well. Soon, it wasn't just Heero staring at Duo, but the other four pilots, Heeros cat – Shinigami, and Relena over a visual intercom system as well. Quatre had obviously alerted her straight away when he'd woken up to the screaming and realized what it was.
"It's happening again." Wufei murmured quietly. The other pilots agreed, Shinigami hid his eyes with his tail, and Relena shook her head sadly, just as the others, still in her pajamas.
"Indeed so, Wufei." She said, biting her lip and sighing bitterly.
"Do we do the normal drill…?" Quatre asked softly, watching the seemingly endless worshipping Duo was doing.
"Think so." Trowas answer came plainly. Heero looked even more tired than he had when he'd first woken up that morning.
"But isn't it….well….illegal? Breaking and entering IS illegal." Quatre whimpered, looking at Duo, and then back at the rest of his friends. Surprisingly, Wufei leapt onto a small stool that was situated beside the door.
"Illegal? BREAKING AND ENTERING!? Does it matter! No! He needs our help, and we WILL help him! For the love of justice we shall help Maxwell!" he preached, waving his arms enthusiastically in the air, an expression of determination on his face. Quatres lower lip twitched a few times and he sniffled, patting Wufei on the shoulder.
"Beautiful man. Beautiful." The two nodded understandingly at each other. Heero raised a hand and signaled for silence. He took a deep breath and turned to face them all. His darkened eyes scanned the quiet group, giving them each a serious look. Relena bit her lip and toyed nervously with her hair.
"All of you. Get into the respective gear. Wufei and Trowa, set up the vehicle. Quatre, retrieve the necessary equipment. Relena, get over here this instant and prepare the stretcher. We will have to take him with us by force. I, will take care of the navigation. GET TO IT!" he commanded the lot of them. Relenas face disappeared from the screen, and the rest of the pilots rushed off. Shinigami hopped onto Heeros sturdy shoulder, and they headed to get the maps of the closest factory.
Nesquik factory.
Because a horror had struck the pilots house, as it had on several occasions before. Each incident was just as horrendous as the last, if not more.
But this time, they were prepared. They knew Duo had been subjected to the worst horror that is possible to bear, and they needed to help him at all costs. He had gone down to get a bit to eat, a piece of toast or so. Maybe some butter, cheese, and jam to go with that. And of course, his vital chocolate milk – Nesquik. When he opened the cabinet to where his precious boxes of tasty cocoa and sugar mix powder were, it took his mind a long minute of shocked silence to realize they were…
….finished.
To Be Continued
A/N: R&R please =D Just some…crazy idea, I don't know where it came from..o.O
