Well well well! I have conjured up another freakish piece of crap! Aka, POC, thanks to Meagan! Heehee. Anyways, as you know, I hate disclaimers, because apparently I do not own Gundam Wing or any of the characters, cause if I did, I wouldn't have time to write such POCs like this, I would be busy making kick ass animes! Anyways…what was I gonna say? Umm…I forgot! GAH!!!!!!! Poop, fine, here's 'The Rise and Fall of Duo's Tragic Master Piece'!
Chapter 1 of 'The Rise and Fall of Duo's Tragic Master Piece':
Horrid Make-out Scene
"I HAVE DONE IT! I AM A GENIUS!" Duo burst into the room, his arms waving wildly over his head, his long braid bouncing along his back. He had several papers in his waving hands and they fluttered all over the place as he jumped up and down excitingly in front of his friends.
Wufei, slouching on a couch across the room, look up with half interest as Duo continued his performance of stupidity in front of him. "What did you do now, Maxwell?" he growled.
Duo walked further into the living room, picking up the flying papers as he went. Then he stepped around another couch in front of him were Heero and Relena were busy making out in the corner. No one seemed to notice, or if they did, they didn't seem to have a problem with it. He stopped, standing in front of Wufei and waved his newly retrieved papers under his nose.
"I!" he stated proudly, "have written a play!"
"Oh God…" Wufei clapped a hand to his face. Duo turned and looked at Trowa, who sat at the other end of the couch Wufei was at. He sat stiffly, back straight and his arms folded across his chest. His eyes were closed and by the lack of expression on his face, Duo could tell he was thoroughly enjoying whatever music was leaking into his ears through the headphones over them.
"That's wonderful, Duo!" Quatre, who had been standing at the window sipping at a glass of iced orange juice, turned to him and smiled. "What's it called?"
Duo did a dramatic turn and lifted the cover page of his play high over his head. "It is called; Richard and Jasmine!"
Quatre dropped his glass of OJ onto the carpet and scrambled about trying to clean it up with a roll of paper towels. Wufei tightened his fingers around his face.
Quatre flashed a slightly shaked smile, "That… sounds great. What's it about?"
Again, Duo did a dramatic turn and this time dropped to his knees, his head bowed low on his chest in the way only a bird that is preening its chest-feathers could do. "It's a tragic love story about the rejection of two lovers," he sniffed a fake sob.
Wufei peeped through his fingers. "Duo, Shakespeare wrote that a long time ago. It's called Romeo and Juliet, you jackass."
"Sadly, no." Duo stood, "Richard and Jasmine is my completely original piece. I would never think of copying such a famous man as Shakespeare himself! He writes such wonderful movies!"
Quatre, a lover of the works of Shakespeare himself, cringed a little, but turned back to his spilt drink before Duo could notice. Wufei brought his hand up his face and ran it through his hair.
"Allow me to read you a excerpt from my master piece, Richard and Jasmine." Duo cleared his voice before continuing in a ear-splitting screech, " 'Richard, Richard, wherefore art thou Richard? Screw thy father and refuse thy name, or, if thou wilt not, be but my honey-bunch-kins, and I'll no longer be a whore.' "
Wufei and Quatre stared in horror at Duo, watching him act as the maiden of his corrupt mind with one hand clenched at his heart. He dropped his head again to his chest with tears of happiness at his work.
"Isn't it great!" He looked up at Wufei and Quatre with wide eyes of excitement. "Here, let me read you one more part…" he started flipping through the pages again.
"No, no, Duo! Please!" Quatre wove his hand and rushed over to his friend, "We can tell, it's a wonderful piece, we don't need to hear anymore!"
"Oh, you poor soul," Duo smiled and planted a hand on Quatre's shoulder. "Are you already so absorbed by my wonderful master piece that it has taken over your mind? Of course you must hear another excerpt!" He flipped through the pages while Quatre plopped down in the middle of Trowa and Wufei in defeat.
"Here!" Duo shouted. "It goes like this…" he cleared his voice, "And Jasmine says…"
"Oh, Heero!" He was cut short by a yelp from Relena, still in the corner of the couch behind him and all but forgotten in the awful script of Duo's. All eyes went to Relena and Heero, except for Trowa, still completely unawares that Duo had even entered the room.
Duo shook his head at Relena in disgust, "And to think! I had you in mind for the honorable part of Jasmine!" He snorted and turned back to Quatre and Wufei. "I'm afraid the maiden Jasmine does not say that, it goes more like thi…"
"NO, REALLY, DUO, IT'S OK!" Wufei and Quatre shouted in unison and jumped up, snatching the script from Duo's hand and knocking him to the floor.
"Alright! Fine!" Duo screamed. "FINE!!" They let him up from the floor; Quatre hid the script behind his back. Duo started to walk back to his room, when he turned around and grinned at them. "To bad I have another copy!"
"DUO!!!"
"I will not let you insult Master Shakespeare this way!"
Grinning devilishly, he skipped into his room.
Heero and Relena continued their face-sucking in the corner.