Sorry this chapter took so long! As usual, my disclaimer…
We own nothing! NOTHING! Hear me, N-O-T-H-I-N-G. So don't sue us. There's no point anyway, we're all broke from that last trip to the mall. * Leigh pops in, carrying a dozen bags* True dat! * Joey screams in the background* Mom, can I borrow twenty bucks? * Atalanta hollers to Leigh's mom* Auntie Relena, can I have some cash! Momma will pay you back, promise!
* The Troublesome Trio pop in and haul their characters away* However, these three are ours. Unfortunately for us. Enjoy!
GUNDAM WING SECRETS-
THE NEXT GENERATION
CH.2 – School Time
4 YEARS LATER
"Daddy, can I have this pencil? This binder? This pen?"
"No. No. No."
"How about this binder? It has Wing ZERO on it!"
"NO!!!" Heero practically screamed at his seven-year-old daughter. Relena smiled and looked at Heero, then back at Leigh.
"Sure you can have it, dear." Leigh grinned happily and hugged the binder. Heero's eyes rolled up into his head, and it looked like he was going to pass out for a moment.
"Dear…I have…bathroom…going…" He stumbled off towards the bathrooms, almost running into a pillar. Relena looked after him, smiling.
"Need any help, honey?"
"No….yes…NO!" After running into the doorframe twice, Heero entered the women's room, stopped, stumbled out again, and went to the men's room. Shortly afterwards, a scream of horror rang through the big department store. Relena smacked her forehead, rolled her eyes, then turned to smile at Leigh.
"Your daddy just needs some time, dear. Come on, let's go and find you the rest of your school supplies."
"Okay! How about this Wing ZERO backpack? And pencil? And pen? And folders? And paper? And pencil box? And notebook? And book covers? And computer disks? And comic books? And calculator?" Relena smiled indulgently, thinking of when her husband was younger and cuter, piloting the same Mobile Suit her daughter obsessed over.
After they paid for Leigh's things, they headed out to the car, where Heero was waiting for them, much more composed.
"Have fun, dear?" Relena asked him. He just gave her his famous death glare and opened the trunk for them. About halfway through, Leigh dropped a bag, which spilled out three boxes of Wing ZERO pencils. Heero stared at them for a minute, his mouth opening and closing.
"I….gotta go to the bathroom again…" He spoke shakily. Relena took the keys away from him, still smiling. She unlocked the doors with the push of a button, and slid into the driver's seat.
"We'll be waiting here, love." Leigh climbed into the backseat and watched her father run back to the store, slam headlong into the wall near the door, then enter the building.
"Mommy, why does Daddy have to go potty every time I talk about Wing ZERO?" Suddenly, a scream rang out from the store.
Relena smiled, "I'm sure you'll find out someday, dear. Here comes your daddy now." Heero walked out, his face ashen.
"Daddy, how come you always gotta go potty?" Heero smirked and looked down at his daughter, "You ask too many questions, Leigh." The little girl just giggled and settled back into her seat for the drive home.
TWO WEEKS LATER
School was starting in a little less than three weeks, and Joey didn't want to go.
"But Dad! The other kids all make fun of me! Even the teachers do! Why can't Mom just homeschool me? I know kids whose moms teach them at home!"
Duo tugged on his braid in a nervous gesture picked up since Joey's birth, trying to think of how to get around answering her.
"Can I have a lifeline?" He joked. Joey's little face turned red with rage.
"NO! I DON'T WANNA GO TA SCHOOL! AN YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!"
"Actually, I can."
"You wanna bet?"
"How much?"
"Your life. I'm not goin ta school. Not ever!"
"Um…I'll…um…I can…talk to your mother!"
"Uh-oh…" Joey beat a hasty retreat into her bedroom, and returned with a five dollar bill, "Don't tell Mom?"
Duo grinned, "I dunno…It's just such a serious thing, threatening your father's life…"
Joey made a little halo around her head with her hands, smiling innocently, "D'ya really think I'd hurt you for real, Daddy? You're my favoritist daddy in the whooooole wide world…uh…UNIVERSE!"
Duo smirked, "I'm also your only father. Speaking of which, you should know better than to try the halo thing on me. You forget, I know what holds that thing up."
Joey smiled even wider, opening her eyes wide, so that they looked like twin pools of blue.
Duo imitated her expression, looking even more innocent than her, "Two can play that game."
Joey pulled a face, and again Duo imitated her. This sparked off a face-making contest that lasted two and a half hours, until Hilde came home from work and saw them.
"What in Deathscythe's guns are you doing?" They both paused in mid-face, looking dumbfounded, then chorused in high pitched voices, "Na-thing!" Hilde rolled her eyes, "Suuuure." Joey and Duo glanced at each other, then bolted in opposite directions.
THREE WEEKS LATER
"NOOOOOO!!!" Atalanta clung desperately to her father's arm, screaming and crying as he tried to pull her off. "I DON WANNA GO TA SCHOOL!!! NOOOOOO!!!" Milliardo looked desperate, "My arm is going numb, please, Atalanta, let go! Please!"
He finally managed to pry her off, and she immediately attached herself to his leg. He pulled out his cellphone, dialing Lucrezia's number, and spoke to her for a moment, his voice panicked. Then he offered the phone to a still-sobbing Atalanta, who accepted it without loosening her painful grip on his leg. She argued with her mother for a moment, then suddenly held the phone away from her head as far as she could, as her mother's voice echoed through the playground, "ATALANTA ISABELLA PEACECRAFT, YOU ARE GOING TO SCHOOL RIGHT THIS INSTANT!" The little blonde girl meekly let go of her father's leg. With an exaggerated sigh of relief, he sat on a nearby bench, massaging feeling back into his bruised limb. He looked up to see Atalanta walking slowly towards the school doors, looking pitiful, her waist length blonde hair shifting in the breeze.
Then, out of nowhere, a blue blur slammed into her, squealing happily.
"Atla! Lookit all my stuff! I got Wing ZERO pencils, and everything!" Shaking out of her depression, Atalanta looked up, her eyes wide.
"Agh! Leigh, you big dummy! You scared me! And neways, Tallgeese and Epyon are SO much better than dumb Wing ZERO!" Leigh, under the guise of patting her shoulder, grabbed a hank of the smaller girl's hair and yanked, grinning.
"Be nice! Sides, I'm bigger than you! So you gots ta be nice ta me!"
Atalanta glared at her and began walking into school. Leigh ran after her, putting her arm on top of Atalanta's head.
"Perfect arm rest! So anyway, don be mad at me! I was jus playin!" She leaned a little more on the little blonde's head. Suddenly Atalanta stopped walking, and Leigh almost fell over.
"Hey! What'd you do that for?" Atalanta was grinning mischievously, Leigh's best Wing ZERO folder dangling from her fingers.
"Ya wan it? Come an get it!" And the tiny thief ran off into the building, her bigger cousin hot on her heels.
Back in the playground, Milliardo had finished restoring sensation to his leg, and turned. Just then, Heero pulled up next to him. Milliardo grinned, "Hey, Heero. What took you so long? Leigh's already assaulted my daughter and had her folder stolen." Heero smacked his forehead.
"I hate those things. She's obsessed with my old Gundam! Somebody shoot me, please!"
Milliardo laughed and produced a small pistol from his belt, offering it to the stricken father. Heero laughed, and the blonde man put it away, grinning.
"Children…If my hair wasn't already white, Atalanta would have turned it gray by now."
Heero grimaced, "Do you have any IDEA how many times I've fainted since Leigh was born?!? I do. Two thousand, three hundred, and thirty-nine times."
Milliardo blinked, "You counted?"
"No, Relena did. She estimates that by the time I'm forty, I'll have passed out four billion and seven times." Milliardo laughed, "I believe it. She's my sister, after all. Even if she doesn't use our real name."
"Are we going to work today or not?"
"NOT. Please, not. I just want to go treat myself, after dealing with that!"
"First good idea you've had all day, buddy. There's a new bar down by the Riverside. Let's get drunk."
"Um…By the Riverside? That's where the Beamsaber is, isn't it?"
"Yeah, I think that's the name of the place…why?"
Milliardo groaned, "Because Lucrezia owns the Beamsaber, moron."
"Oh? I didn't know that. I was too busy passing out on the floor."
Millardo shook his head, "Let's go to Seventh Heaven for a couple hours."
"Isn't that by that Bad Kitty place? Or…um..rather…McDonalds!"
Milliardo gave him a suspicious look, and Heero flushed, "Well, it's better than Burger King! I mean, it has a playhouse!" Milliardo blinked, then grinned, "Yeah, it does. My friend, having children has warped our perceptions of the universe. Come on, first round's on me."
"What about the second?"
"Don't push your luck."
Milliardo went to his own car, and the two men drove off. When the roads cleared, and they were the only ones on the street, Heero gunned his motor in a silent challenge that Milliardo took up. They sped down the open highway at speeds far above what their cars were supposed to be able to do.
They sped into the empty McDonald's parking lot, and both picked the same spot. As they vied for the space, a neon yellow bug pulled into the space. Duo jumped out and flashed them a peace sign. As they both glared at him, a gold limo pulled into Burger King and parked. They looked at each other, after finding individual parking spaces. Heero spoke up.
"Only an idiot would go to Burger King."
"Hey, isn't that Dorothy's car?"
AN: Heehee. Cheer if you hate Dorothy! * everybody cheers so loud she falls over* Heehee. Hope you liked it! Please review, but be warned, your pitiful flames will be used to make my steak just the way I like it. Warm and barely raw.
Signed,
~ The Troublesome Trio
Leigh – DarkZer07@aol.com
Joey – N/A, email Atla
Atalanta – Atalanta@gundamwing.org
Ciao, our faithful fans! Chapter three coming soon to theaters near you! I wish…