"DUO!!!!"
"I'm _sorry_, Quatre! It wouldn't fit!"
Heero and Trowa's eyes met across the small room and they quickly ran to the kitchen.
And separated their boyfriends.
"It wouldn't _fit_, Quatre!"
"YOU BROKE IT!!!"
Trowa restrained Quatre as he dove for Duo. The braided boy zipped behind Heero quickly.
"It wouldn't fit!"
"I _WANTED_ IT!" (O_o;;;;)
"It wouldn't fit!"
"DIE!"
"STOP!"
Both boys looked at Heero.
"WHAT IS THIS ABOUT?!"
"HE BROKE MY GLASS!"
"IT WOULDN'T FIT IN THE DISHWASHER!"
And in _my_ binder…
"I'm _sorry_, Quatre! It wouldn't fit!"
Heero and Trowa's eyes met across the small room and they quickly ran to the kitchen.
And separated their boyfriends.
"It wouldn't _fit_, Quatre!"
"YOU BROKE IT!!!"
Trowa restrained Quatre as he dove for Duo. The braided boy zipped behind Heero quickly.
"It wouldn't fit!"
"I _WANTED_ IT!" (O_o;;;;)
"It wouldn't fit!"
"DIE!"
"STOP!"
Both boys looked at Heero.
"WHAT IS THIS ABOUT?!"
"HE BROKE MY GLASS!"
"IT WOULDN'T FIT IN THE DISHWASHER!"
And in _my_ binder…
