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A/N: Okay, short, crappy fic idea that came to me when I was bored. I apologise now. I'm sorry. Oh, and slight babby yaoi at the end, if you don't like, please read anyway, it's nothing big. hehehe
What do you want for Christmas?
::The five g-boys enter a room and sit around a table.::
Duo: That was a great dinner Q! Thanks!
Quatre: It's okay.
Heero: …
Trowa: ///_¬
::Wufei crosses his arms and leans back::
Quatre: So, Heero, what do you want for Christmas?
Heero: Hn.
Quatre: Right, that's good, I thought that's what you would want.
Duo: ::whispering to Quatre:: What does he want?
Quatre: ::whispering back:: I have no idea. ::speaking loud again:: Trowa? What do you want?
Trowa: I am not Trowa Barton, I am a nameless soldier that has been in battle for as long as I can remember.
Duo & Quatre: ::sweatdrop::
Quatre: Heard this before Trowa. Please, just answer the question.
Trowa: ///_- …
Duo: We praise your articulatenessness.
Quatre: Duo, is that even a word?
Duo: It is now Q, it is now.
Quatre: Wufei, can you actually tell me what you want for Christmas?
Wufei: I don't know.
::Quatre & Duo sigh::
Duo: Well, you're helpful aren't you?!
Wufei: Watch it Maxwell.
Duo: Ooh, I'm scared.
Wufei: You should be, ::thinks:: I know what I'd like for Christmas Quatre.
Quatre: Yes?
::Wufei whispered in Quatre's ear.::
Quatre: O.O!!
Duo: What? What does he want?
Wufei: Your braid.
::Monty Python-like dramatic cord here::
Duo: Noooooooooooooooo! ::hugs his braid and sticks his tongue out at Wufei::
Quatre: ::shakes his head in despair before turning to Duo:: Duo, what do you want for Christmas?
Duo: Peace.
Quatre: Er, peace.
Duo: ::nods:: And cufflinks.
Quatre: ::raises one eyebrow:: and, cufflinks.
Duo: ::nods fervently:: Yeah, peace and cufflinks to for men on Earth.
Heero: Baka.
Duo: ::sticks his tongue out at Heero and Wufei then hides behind Quatre::
Quatre: Allah help me!
Duo: ::looking up:: no, Allah help me! ::runs out the room, being chased by Heero and Wufei.::
Trowa: ///_^ Now, where were we?
Quatre: ::grins and kisses Trowa::
::insert Monty Python-like theme music here::
A/N: Okay, short, crappy fic idea that came to me when I was bored. I apologise now. I'm sorry. Oh, and slight babby yaoi at the end, if you don't like, please read anyway, it's nothing big. hehehe
What do you want for Christmas?
::The five g-boys enter a room and sit around a table.::
Duo: That was a great dinner Q! Thanks!
Quatre: It's okay.
Heero: …
Trowa: ///_¬
::Wufei crosses his arms and leans back::
Quatre: So, Heero, what do you want for Christmas?
Heero: Hn.
Quatre: Right, that's good, I thought that's what you would want.
Duo: ::whispering to Quatre:: What does he want?
Quatre: ::whispering back:: I have no idea. ::speaking loud again:: Trowa? What do you want?
Trowa: I am not Trowa Barton, I am a nameless soldier that has been in battle for as long as I can remember.
Duo & Quatre: ::sweatdrop::
Quatre: Heard this before Trowa. Please, just answer the question.
Trowa: ///_- …
Duo: We praise your articulatenessness.
Quatre: Duo, is that even a word?
Duo: It is now Q, it is now.
Quatre: Wufei, can you actually tell me what you want for Christmas?
Wufei: I don't know.
::Quatre & Duo sigh::
Duo: Well, you're helpful aren't you?!
Wufei: Watch it Maxwell.
Duo: Ooh, I'm scared.
Wufei: You should be, ::thinks:: I know what I'd like for Christmas Quatre.
Quatre: Yes?
::Wufei whispered in Quatre's ear.::
Quatre: O.O!!
Duo: What? What does he want?
Wufei: Your braid.
::Monty Python-like dramatic cord here::
Duo: Noooooooooooooooo! ::hugs his braid and sticks his tongue out at Wufei::
Quatre: ::shakes his head in despair before turning to Duo:: Duo, what do you want for Christmas?
Duo: Peace.
Quatre: Er, peace.
Duo: ::nods:: And cufflinks.
Quatre: ::raises one eyebrow:: and, cufflinks.
Duo: ::nods fervently:: Yeah, peace and cufflinks to for men on Earth.
Heero: Baka.
Duo: ::sticks his tongue out at Heero and Wufei then hides behind Quatre::
Quatre: Allah help me!
Duo: ::looking up:: no, Allah help me! ::runs out the room, being chased by Heero and Wufei.::
Trowa: ///_^ Now, where were we?
Quatre: ::grins and kisses Trowa::
::insert Monty Python-like theme music here::