REVENGE-Chapter Two: What Goes Around Comes Around---Duck!!
by Honor Harrington
Heero picked up his rifle (he always has a spare under his mattress) and walked outside. He scowled and lifted the high-powered rifle to his shoulder.
He squinted into the distance as he saw little autographed pictures of a blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl taped to the targets. One by one, he..um, blew them up.
As he was doing this, he contemplated his method of revenge. His dangerous green eyes narrowed in thought.
"I can get Hilde to..no, she'd never go for it....or, I could slip a pill into his drink...that's PERFECT!!" Heero's thoughts deepened as he smiled wickedly.
"Bullseye!" He grinned as he got a shot through the target's center: Relena's (picture's) forehead.
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Duo yawned and went for a mug of cocoa. As it was heating in the microwave, he started to read a comic book. He chuckled at the manga (is that right?) as he formed a side-lopped grin. The microwave beeped its completion. He turned and brought the hot cup of water out carefully. Picking up a packet of cocoa while still trying to read the comic book over his shoulder, he tore it open and poured it in. Then he grabbed a spoon and stirred.
He didn't look up as Heero walked into the kitchen cubicle.
"How was your mission?" Heero sat down and watched Duo carefully.
"Mmm..." Duo was engrossed in his comic book.
Standing up, Heero walked by Duo, silently dropping a sleeping pill into his steaming cocoa. He left the room as Duo started to slowly sip his drink, eyes still on the comic book...
*****
Heero dumped the snoring Duo on his stomach. Snatching up a pair of scissors, he started to snip, ever so carefully...
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"AAAAAHHHHH!!!! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME, YOU DOG!!!" Duo was holding his head while jumping around excitedly.
Heero was typing on his computer as he looked up, "Oh. You're up." He continued ever so patiently to type out his mission reports.
"HOW COULD YOU???!!!!" Duo screamed, anger rushing through his eyes.
Heero looked up innocently, "How could I what?"
"YOU KNOW VERY WELL WHAT I MEAN: YOU CUT OFF MY BRAID!! MY PRIDE AND JOY! MY VERY SOUL!"
"Oh, that. You needed a haircut anyway," Heero forced a wave of laughter down.
"YOU----YOU DUMB PILOT!!! I'll get you for this!!!" Duo marched to the bathroom and looked into the mirror..."My poor, poor braid! My baby! Oh, no, what has that evil man done to you? He tried to fix his hair as best as he could. He growled in frustration, "Heero, you're DEAD!!!"
Heero smiled at Duo when he came out with a hat pushed onto his head. Duo glared at the perfect soldier.
"You! You dare laugh at me?!" Duo rushed at Heero.
Heero stepped back, and Duo ran right by him.
"Oh, time for my mission!" Heero stepped into Wing and took off, once again leaving Duo coughing and wheezing.
"I need an ice cream cone," he said, then stopped, "I wonder what Hilde will say?!"
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"Duo...is that you?" Hilde stared wide-eyed at the brown, SHORT-haired boy standing in front of her with his eyes downcast, "What did you do to your hair??" She cocked her head sideways, trying to get used to the *ahem!* new-and-not-so-improved god of death.
"He's gonna die!" Duo's fists clenched.
Hilde let out a little squeal. Then a whimper. Duo looked up, surprised that Hilde would cry for his braid, "She's so great," Duo thought.
Hilde finally burst out in laughter, making Duo turn bright red with anger, "You look so cute!!"
"–crying?! She wasn't crying! She was LAUGHING, of all things!" Duo seethed and jumped into his van, "Fine! You go ahead and laugh!"
"Duo, wait!" Hilde jumped up to the runner on the van, "You know, you don't look that bad!"
"Yeah, well I'm missing a part of me!" Duo scowled...then, suddenly, a grin spread across his face. He had a mischievous look in his eyes.
"–Duo, what is it? You're scaring me!" Hilde drew her eyebrows together with concern.
"Hilde, I've got some things to do...Heero gets back from his mission late tonight. I have to get back to headquarters..." Duo started chuckling as he started the van and drove off, leaving Hilde very confused.
Chapter Three