Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing
A/N: I am once again springing a mediocre work upon the world of GW fanfiction. But bear with me as I attempt to slowly regain my lost writing skills. Tips and tricks are always welcomed.
Pride. Pride was all she felt while staring at their new home. They'd lived at the salvage yard for two years, two years of sleeping on cots in the back offices, saving up so that they could buy their own place and this was the fruit of their labor. It wasn't fancy, a dismal grey house with two bedrooms and one bath. But it had a nice porch that wound its way from the front to the side yard and she knew that nothing could ever continue to look dismal once Duo left his mark. He had proven that time and time again. She tentatively turned the key to the front door, which she decided should be painted a vibrant yellow, and stepped inside their new home. She ran headfirst into the largest cob web she had ever seen but she wouldn't let that dissuade her. No amount of webs nor dust would keep her from accomplishing her mission: clean their home spotless before Duo got home from the yard. She closed the door, no longer willing to hesitate, rolled up her shirt sleeves and plastered a determined grin upon her pixy face. It was time to roll.
