::Heero, Duo, Quatre, and Wufe are all sitting in a lounge and sipping some beverages. Trowa runs inside with a extremely happy face::
Trowa: ::shouting:: Hey, guys! I have got a very special gift for you all!
::The others cover their ears::
Duo: Loud enough, Trowa?
Trowa: No! Now come on!
::They all follow Trowa into what seems to be a MS shop. Celion Dion's "It's all Coming Back to me Now" is playing in the background::
Wufei: What the hell is this shit you're listening to, Trowa?!
Trowa: The smooth sounds of Celion Dion, Wufei!
::Everyone--except Trowa roll their eyes::
Trowa: Now for the surprise! ::grabs a rope and yanks it to reveal all the Gundams. All the Gundam pilots--except Trowa's jaws drop::
Trowa: I painted your Gundams five shades of pink!
::Quatre starts to tear up::
::Duo's mouth is still gaping and he looks close to tears too:: My DeathScythe! ::drops to his knees::
::Wufei shakes his head:: Weakling!
::Heero slowly and deliberately loads his gun and points it at Trowa, as Trowa continues to dance around happilly::
Heero: I'm going to kill him.
Quatre: Heero, Wait!
Heero: WAIT?! ::the first traces of emotion are in his voice:: You're telling me to 'wait'?!?! Look at what he did to Zero! Look at Sandrock!
Quatre: I know, but we will get them back. At least we still have our weapons.
Trowa: Nope! Look at what else I did! ::takes out a switch and presses a button. Shenlong starts shooting out glitter::
Wufei: NO! Nataku! My precious Nataku!
Duo: ::laughs:: Who's the weakling now?
Trowa: Look at what I did with DeathScythe ! ::hits another switch. DeathScythe's Scythe is now a fairy wand::
Duo: NO!
::Trowa is now skipping around, singing a 'Think Pink' song::
::All look at Quatre:: We gotta do something!
Quatre: I agree. I mean ::sputtering:: My Sandrock! ::a tear falls down his cheek::
::All gang up on Trowa and start beating the crap out of him::
::Alarm goes off; Trowa jumps out of bed, shaking his head.::
Trowa: What the hell? What kind of weird dream was that? ::walks to the breakfast table and sits down. The other four pilots stare at him while he stuffs his face with Corn Pops::
Trowa: What?!
Duo: ::sarcasm dripping off his voice:: Thanks for screwing up DeathScythe, pal.
Trowa: WHAT?!
::Heero stands with his arms crossed, his eyes flickering::
Heero: Yeah, thanks.
Trowa: What are you guys talking about?
Quatre: Come on, Trowa, you messed up our weapons and painted our Gundams five shades of pink! I thought you were my friend.
Trowa: NO, I DIDN'T!
All: Yes, you DID! ::points outside to reveal the pink Gundams::
Trowa: ::falls back:: AHHH!
::LATER::
Duo: ::laughs:: What were you on?
Trowa: ....Oh my God, Kathryn must have put something in my soup! I mean, it seems like something Quatre would do!
Quatre: HEY!
