Disclaimer: GundamWing is the property of those
wonderful people in Japan who came up with the premise of fighting mecha and
cute bishounen pilots, and the great anti-war background behind it.
Dragoni: Which is
why most of the series takes place in the middle of battle. -_-;
This is a work
of fanfiction, for entertainment purposes only and not for profit. Please don't sue me.
t_j: ::sighs:: Because Koushiro Izzy Izumi asked for it...^_^;; Very descriptive, Kou ~ "Something with
Trowa, the clown!" hehe...and also
because this is the first specific "request" I've ever received!!! ::happy:: -_-;; not including SD and
Dragoni...
On Request: by
Tyrne_J And Dragoni
Riiinnnnggg!!! The phone rang loudly and intermittently for several minutes before
Catherine picked it up reluctantly and grumbled into the receiver.
"...Hello?..."
Trowa walked
into the dressing room while Catherine listened to the voice on the line. He glanced briefly at her before taking off
the half-mask he wore for the nightly performances. Looking at himself in the mirror, the Heavyarms pilot readjusted
the suspenders that held up his baggy green clown pants and nodded to himself.
"Uhhuh...uh-huh...okay...well
- " Catherine worked to get a word into
the mouthpiece - apparently the caller was very persistent; Catherine couldn't
seem to get a word in edgewise. She
finally plunged in, raising her voice slightly to interrupt the caller. "Yeah,
well, just a moment, let me see what I can do..."
Covering the
mouthpiece, the knife-thrower shot a glare at Trowa. "Someone here wants to meet you - she says that she's your number
one fan, Trowa." The brunette sighed. "I think she's with a friend - they keep
rambling on and on about how Trowa Barton's the greatest, and the coolest, and
so on...So, should I arrange for them to meet you outside the main tent?"
"..." The clown blinked at Catherine, trying to
digest this new piece of information. "...so...they want to meet me...?"
"Uhhuh." Catherine eyed the boy suspiciously, as if
daring him to disappear to go fighting again. "You have another performance in thirty minutes. You can meet them now, but you have to be
back for that."
He thought for
a moment, then shrugged. "Okay."
Catherine
nodded and uncovered the receiver. "He'll meet you outside the main entrance in about...five minutes,
okay? What are your names
again?...uhhuh. Uhhuh...okay." She smiled into the receiver and scribbled
something down onto a piece of paper. "Thanks, he'll be there in a moment. 'Kay, bye - no problem, bye!" She hung up and threw an exasperated look at Trowa.
"Well, they're your
fangirls, Trowa, go meet'em!"
~~~
"Um, excuse
me," A tall, slightly nervous brunette tugged
on Trowa's arm. "But...do you know if
Trowa Barton's anywhere around here?" A
shorter girl nodded emphatically behind her, curious brown eyes shining. "We're supposed to meet him here, and, well
- "
"I'm Trowa
Barton." He stated simply, offering a
hand.
The two girls
stared at him, taking in the green pants and suspenders, and the white mask in
his hand. "You're...?"
"And you're -
" He unfolded the piece of paper
Catherine gave him and read out loud. "Dragoni? And Ta-ir-ne - ?"
"TyrneJ." The shorter girl interrupted, staring blankly
at him, while the other girl tilted her head to study him.
There was a
pause in the conversation as they stared at each other. Finally, Dragoni started. "Anou..."
"Hm?"
"...but you're
a clown?"
Trowa blinked,
and he nodded, confused. "Yes...why?"
But his
question was never answered, as both girls began screaming at the top of their
lungs, disrupting the performance inside the main tent and disturbing the
animals outside.
"NOOOOOOOOO!!!! He's a clown! How can this be?!"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!"
End1
Trowa sighed
and left the girls to their misery.
I should
never have let Duo talk me into joining that G-Boys band...
End2
t_j: I think Dragoni and I would like it to be known
that Trowa is ever-so-awesome as a clown, and we wouldn't have it any other
way.
Dragoni:
Tro~wa! Swoon! Begins to swoon, but stops Anou... T_j?
t_j: eh?
Dragoni: ...um... did I just see a self-insertion in
that fic?
t_j: ...
Dragoni: ...
pause. Then
t_j and
Dragoni: Ahhhhhhh!!! A self-insertion!!!
die
Trowa: -_-;;