Another drabble taking place two years before the first chapter, do enjoy!


After Colony 197

Duo was fiddling around with with the diagnostic program on the space Leo she was reconstructing when her mobile began ringing, sighing she turned away from the project to snag the tethered phone from above her and fumbled for the 'Answer' icon.

Mobile Suit repair was a rather...intensive project for only two women when done in gravity, no matter how mechanically inclined they were, hence the necessity of the zero-g hanger and its dozens of tied down tools. At one point Noin had taken one look at the forest of floating hardware and simply walked away muttering something about insane Gundam pilots and their strange habits not being her problem.

Whatever, it worked for Duo and Hilde so no one else's opinion mattered in the end really.

Bringing the phone to her ear she chirped out, "Ello you've reached Schbeiker and Maxwell Salvage and Reconstruction, how can I help you?"

"Agent Spirit, good to hear you as lively as ever, how are you?"

Crap, "Err...President Khushrenada, good to hear from you, I think? I'm doing fine I guess, been making a killing off of rebuilding old combat model Leo's and stripping the military equipment out of them so civilians can use them for construction purposes."

Fun fact civilian ball pods may be cheaper for colony maintenance in the short term, but they also sucked at everything they did. Thus Duo's most recent cash cow since it ended up she happened to know where alot of Leos had gotten wrecked.

Ah capitalism at its best.

"That's good to hear Duo, I suppose though that you realized already this wasn't a social call."

The phrase 'No shit' popped into the Deathscythe's pilot's head but she bit her tongue on that one and instead replied with, "Yeah I figured as much, what's up?"

Treize sighed, "I...am in the need of your services for roughly a week."

Well that was no big deal really, considering past missions. "S'why you and the Lady made me a Preventer, what colony cluster am I heading out to? Another idiot find a Doll factory and declare themselves the next great space revolutionary?"

Her boss laughed at that, "Oh nothing quite like that. No, rather I've had a series of death threats as of late that the Preventers think may actually hold some merit so I would like you to watch my daughter for a few days. I can't think of any place more safe for her then with her favorite savior."

Duo blanched, great...her fangirl was coming for a visit.

Mariemaia Khushrenada was a nine year old genius who, thanks to Duo, had been saved from her insane grandfather a year prior and thus had latched onto the woman as her guiding light.

Problem was? Duo wasn't all that ok with being the role model for a super genius megalomaniac little girl. Problem with that? She wasn't given a choice because her boss was said girls father, and his girlfriend and said child's stepmom found the situation funny.

Bastards.

"That sounds...great..." Glancing about the hanger Duo came to a rather horrific conclusion.

Aside from the Deathscythe, which none outside of Hilde and the Preventers knew still existed, was available for immediate escape. She was, effectively, screwed, and had no choice but to babysit a miniature tyrant.

"I'm getting tipped for this right?" It sounded a bit like a petulant whine but he ignored the tone to at the very least preserve her dignity.

Regardless of that Treize's smirk was practically palpable, "I was thinking of a short range mega-particle cannon for your suit. You know, in case of close in situations."

Well...playboy knew what the ladies wanted at the very least.

"Fine, but you better send snacks with her, and I mean pizzas and taquitos too!"

Treize laughed at that, "Far be it from me to forget that one of my best operatives is a complete and utter cheapskate. Talk to you soon." With that he hung up and Duo could only roll her eyes as she let the phone drift away. A few moments later she snatched it back into her hand and hit the speed dial.

"What is the situation." The monotone voice only made her grin as she let the limited gravity let her go and drifted off the floor.

"I'm bored."

Heero remained silent for several seconds before finally replying, "What?"

"I. Am bored. I'm getting stuck with babysitting detail for the next week and I wanna go have some fun till then, think you can hit L2 for a couple days?"

There was silence on the other end of the line for a time before Heero finally responded, "I'm...unsure, I have duties to take care of here, and-"

"Fine whatever," Duo said with a wave of her hand, "-didn't mean to make a deal out of it, I'll talk to you later, bye."

As she motioned to turn her phone off she heard a muffled 'Wait!', curious she brought the device back to her ear.

"What?" A few more moments of silence then eventually, a reply.

"Yes, I'll be at L2 to keep you company for a few days, but no more than that."

Duo grinned brightly at this revelation, "Bitch'in! Hilde has this recipe for a new avocado dip I think you'll like so before Treize's brat shows up we can go out on the town!"

Heero was silent for a few moments before he replied, sounding slightly amused, "It's a date."


A point to be made clear, this story isn't like any of my dozens of others. This is one for Lily and myself to enjoy and just...have fun without worrying about reader feedback. If this thing takes a turn you don't like, I respect and understand that, but it isn't going to effect anything really. We're writing this one for us because we're overly romantic nerds who like giant robots blowing shit up between the cute scenes.

As always, if you wanna review? Please do, we'll take it into due consideration, but for once, we're just doing what we want because it is fun.