I'm an avid fan of 2x1, but I felt bad for making Wufei so psychotic in my last fic May This Be Love (if you're interested just look under my profile), so I wrote this little ficlet to make up for it. It's dedicated to everyone who wrote reviews for May This Be Love (now if only some one would write reviews for my dramas…L ). It's based on an old joke.
Blackout in Sector G
Duo was drinking tea with Quatre aboard the Peacemillion, Wufei and Heero sitting on either side of him, while Trowa was obliviously sleeping in his room. Duo, busy giving Quatre some much needed haircare tips (those golden locks were looking a little dull lately, and no wonder, the poor baby had enough on his mind coordinating attacks against Oz), didn't notice Wufei and Heero glaring daggers at each other over his head.
'He's mine,' Heero's glare seemed to shout.
'We'll just see about that,' Wufei's stare defiantly rebutted.
'He wouldn't be interested in a justice freak like you. The very thought makes me laugh. Ha.'
'Look who's talking, spandex boy. He doesn't want your skinny ass.'
Quatre looked around, wondering where all the tension his space heart was picking up was coming from. Suddenly, the lights went off, and Lieutenant Noin's voice came over the loudspeaker system.
"There has been a blackout in sector G, power will resume shortly."
In the silence and pitch black that followed two distinct noises could be heard. The first was a loud kissing noise, followed by a resounding smack.
'Good for Duo,' Quatre thought as the lights went on, 'Heero must have kissed him and he slapped the fresh punk.'
Duo smiled at Quatre. 'Some one kissed me, and Quatre must have slapped the guy for me. He's a great friend.'
Heero rubbed his cheek. 'Ow,' he thought. 'Wufei, that bastard, must have kissed Duo, and then Duo hit me by mistake.'
Wufei sat there with a contented look on his face, thinking to himself. 'Well, it's not every day I get to kiss Duo and slap Heero at the same time.'
~owari~