Title: What REALLY happened after Gundam Wing
By: Incubus Kitten
Disclaimer: Okay kids, you know the drill. Gundam Wing is NOT mine.
WARNING: Am I serious, I wrote another chapter to this garbage? Yeah well... But if you were one of the original people that read the first chapter when it first came out, I think the more pressing question is: Are there words to read? Thanks and enjoy at your own risk. The time is currently 3:20 am
I reached over and picked up my alarm clock and threw it against the wall. Demonized invention I thought to myself as I braced myself for the upcoming day. I could've used the gun last night, but with all of Heero's attempts to kill me, I had emptied it out, and left the gun by my bed. After a shower and some food, or whatever was left of it, I got the "pilots" ready for their session at the mental ward in Beth Israel Hospital, Manhattan, NYC. I lined them up in the hallway by their rooms, hoping to get a good response from them. This part was half the battle.
"Okay boys. We're going someplace special today. But before we go, I need you to do something for me. Your mission is to get dressed. Can you handle it?"
"Mission accepted."
"I want M & M's! Oh yeah, mission accepted."
"..."
"We accept."
I looked at Quatre, totally confused.
"We? What we?"
"Timothy and I."
That's when it fully dawned upon me Oh-no...the other personality has a name I thought without solution. Only one thing to do...flow with it.
"Great. Tell Timmy I said thank you."
"He said you're welcome, but don't call him 'Timmy'. I think he likes 'Timothy' better."
No, I thought too early to hit the booze.
"Sorry Timothy."
"He accepts your apology." (AN: And I hope you all do to, for the torture I'm putting you through.)
"What about you Wufei?"
"Yes...but will it end in sorrow?"
"Huh?"
"I just want the hurting to stop."
Poor guy. I felt bad for him. I mean, the only one with a real problem in Quatre. But the state told me all of them had to go to the nut house.
"It'll be a happy ending, don't worry." (AN: But you should...)
After they got dressed, we went down to the hospital where I met up with their pill supplier, a Dr. Robin Smith.
"Here are their medications Katherine. You're becoming a regular customer of mine."
"Yeah well, they are under my care because no one else wanted them. What do we have here?"
"Heero's a manic-depressive along with Wufei so they have Prozac, Duo has appetite suppressants, Trowa is ADHD so he's got Ritalin, and Quatre is a schizophrenic, so he has a number of pills. Is there anything else?"
"Nope. That just about covers it. Thanks a lot."
"Oh, I almost forgot! The state is giving you full custody of all of them."
"What? I know that already. Who else is there?"
As I turned around, to my disbelief and horror, I saw Relena, Dorothy, Zechs, Noin, Une, Treize, Catherine, Sally, and Hilde come my way. And after taking them all home...all fourteen of them...I began to realize that yes, there is a God, and that he hated me.
AN: Yay! It's over! No... I should conclude this *Kushinada ducks behind her desk as the knives are thrown at her* STOP IT! Well, it wasn't supposed to be this long. And I wasn't going to include Treize, Sally or Hilde, but I felt compelled to do so. Now all of you run and hide 'cause the 3rd chapter is on it's way.
Just let me get the alcohol...
By: Incubus Kitten
Disclaimer: Okay kids, you know the drill. Gundam Wing is NOT mine.
WARNING: Am I serious, I wrote another chapter to this garbage? Yeah well... But if you were one of the original people that read the first chapter when it first came out, I think the more pressing question is: Are there words to read? Thanks and enjoy at your own risk. The time is currently 3:20 am
I reached over and picked up my alarm clock and threw it against the wall. Demonized invention I thought to myself as I braced myself for the upcoming day. I could've used the gun last night, but with all of Heero's attempts to kill me, I had emptied it out, and left the gun by my bed. After a shower and some food, or whatever was left of it, I got the "pilots" ready for their session at the mental ward in Beth Israel Hospital, Manhattan, NYC. I lined them up in the hallway by their rooms, hoping to get a good response from them. This part was half the battle.
"Okay boys. We're going someplace special today. But before we go, I need you to do something for me. Your mission is to get dressed. Can you handle it?"
"Mission accepted."
"I want M & M's! Oh yeah, mission accepted."
"..."
"We accept."
I looked at Quatre, totally confused.
"We? What we?"
"Timothy and I."
That's when it fully dawned upon me Oh-no...the other personality has a name I thought without solution. Only one thing to do...flow with it.
"Great. Tell Timmy I said thank you."
"He said you're welcome, but don't call him 'Timmy'. I think he likes 'Timothy' better."
No, I thought too early to hit the booze.
"Sorry Timothy."
"He accepts your apology." (AN: And I hope you all do to, for the torture I'm putting you through.)
"What about you Wufei?"
"Yes...but will it end in sorrow?"
"Huh?"
"I just want the hurting to stop."
Poor guy. I felt bad for him. I mean, the only one with a real problem in Quatre. But the state told me all of them had to go to the nut house.
"It'll be a happy ending, don't worry." (AN: But you should...)
After they got dressed, we went down to the hospital where I met up with their pill supplier, a Dr. Robin Smith.
"Here are their medications Katherine. You're becoming a regular customer of mine."
"Yeah well, they are under my care because no one else wanted them. What do we have here?"
"Heero's a manic-depressive along with Wufei so they have Prozac, Duo has appetite suppressants, Trowa is ADHD so he's got Ritalin, and Quatre is a schizophrenic, so he has a number of pills. Is there anything else?"
"Nope. That just about covers it. Thanks a lot."
"Oh, I almost forgot! The state is giving you full custody of all of them."
"What? I know that already. Who else is there?"
As I turned around, to my disbelief and horror, I saw Relena, Dorothy, Zechs, Noin, Une, Treize, Catherine, Sally, and Hilde come my way. And after taking them all home...all fourteen of them...I began to realize that yes, there is a God, and that he hated me.
AN: Yay! It's over! No... I should conclude this *Kushinada ducks behind her desk as the knives are thrown at her* STOP IT! Well, it wasn't supposed to be this long. And I wasn't going to include Treize, Sally or Hilde, but I felt compelled to do so. Now all of you run and hide 'cause the 3rd chapter is on it's way.
Just let me get the alcohol...
