I don't own Gundam Wing. I don't own DBZ either. I don't own anything from Escaflowne, Pizza Hut, or whatever else you might think I might own.



Chapter three: Mission: Find VCR

Around 2:30 in the morning Dominic found himself being violently shooken awake by Mingh Loh.

"Get up you weak Otoko! We need to find that VCR!" Mingh Loh shouted.

"Shh! Our moms'll hear you if you don't shut up!"Michael said as he was climbing out of his bed.

Dominic looked around and saw everyone was dressed and ready to go. Dominic looked confused. "I thought you said about 3:00?"

"I meant around 3:00 a.m. , Sherlock." Michael replied.

"Oh," Dominic said sheepishly. "How are we leaving?" he asked as he was limping around to tie his shoe.

"Wires." Replied Jimmy.

"Oh, let's get this over with." Dominic grumbled after he got his shoe on. The children silently crept across the wires two-by-two. They climbed down the pole and headed for the abandoned church. Meanwhile, their mother's backs were turned toward the living room window, so they didn't see their children running off. They had more pressing matters on their minds.

"Did you ever tell him anything about the Gundams Miss Relena?" asked Dorothy.

"No.Never. Why would I?" Relena remarked.

"How could he have known otherwise?" Mae Linh asked.

Relena looked cross. "I don't know. I never even said anything out loud about it to anyone."

"Then he just dreamed it up then, did he Miss Relena?" asked Dorothy.

Relena started to look even more cross. ""Stop asking me questions. He wouldn't tell me, so how should I know."

"Perhaps you had an old picture lying around?" suggested Catherine.

Relena was fed up with the questions. "I told you I have no pictures! I have no letters, and I've never broken our promise of secrecy!"

The mothers all stood quiet.

"Was there anything in the church that could've given it away?" asked Mae Linh breaking the silence.

"No." said Relena firmly. "All that's in there is an old VCR, a toaster, some broken machines of Dr J's and other junk. Nothing of our past is in there." The women stayed silent longer.

"You know, maybe I should tell Jimmy. He does have the right to know." Said Catherine softly.

"Don't." responded Relena firmly. "It's too dangerous. Their lives are blissfully ignorant right now. If we told them the truth, it'd change their world too much. Besides, what kind of life would they have if someone found out?"

"She's right," replied Mae Linh, "five women keeping their secret is hard enough. 11 people is just too much. We'd never make it."

"The kids wouldn't talk about it with anyone though." Catherine stated.

"You're right. But just imagine if one of the children were talking without realizing someone else was listening. You know it's impossible to predict, and we would've lost that war ourselves if Hilde didn't convince that one guy she had simply been joking." Replied Dorothy.

"You're right. It is too dangerous." Said Catherine finally giving in.

"Look. It's about 2:45 in the morning." Said Relena yawning, "Let's drop this discussion and just go to bed."

Perhaps I should make sure Michael's okay. Hilde thought as she walked along the hall. Then again, maybe not. Michael would hate it if he knew I was worried about him. So Hilde continued down the hall.

Meanwhile the kids were all heading towards the abandoned church.

"Do we really have to go in there?" whined Dominic. "It looks kinda scary."

"Heh! All men are weak!" said Mingh Loh proudly. "Women, on the other hand, can handle these types of situations, right Rei?"

Rei just looked at her. She eventually walked in and Mingh Loh shouted,"Hey! Wait for me!" The others trailed behind them.

When they looked around the church they were amazed at all the junk their mothers had in there.

"Yo, Dominic! I elect you to find the VCR, Good Buddy!" shouted Michael.

"No. We look together." Replied Jimmy.

"Where to start?" asked Dominic.

They all looked around. They saw an old toaster, a broken T.V., some weird glasses, a computer keyboard, watches, clocks, some odd inventions, a dresser, couple cars, bookshelves, a VCR…

"There it is!" said Dominic. "Right above that weird machine. Michael, can you get it?"

"No prob! I can do anything." Replied Michael proudly.

"Anything that concerns being a baka!" said Mingh Loh.

"Hey! I'm not a baka!" shouted Michael.

"Hey, Michael?" said Dominic, "Mom always says to tell the truth. So, to tell you the truth, you are a baka!"

"Hey! Don't say that because you don't even know what baka means!" exclaimed Michael.

"Is it something like 'you're ditzy' or 'you're stupid?" asked Dominic.

"I don't know, is it?" said Michael looking toward Mingh Loh.

Mingh Loh and the others lost interest in Dominic and Michael's incessant chattering. Instead Jimmy climbed up to grab the VCR. "There's a T.V. nearby." Declared Jimmy.

"So?" replied Mingh Loh.

"So we can watch MIDNIGHT RUN now, and record tomorrow's episode with the VCR." Said Jimmy.

"Whoah! Hey, great idea Buddy Boy! Let's turn it on!" shouted Michael.

They all ran behind the strange machine to see a bunch of wires and chords tangled up. "Which one goes to the T.V. set?" asked Dominic.

"I dunno. Plug'em all in!" said Michael. So all the kids plugged the chords into the sockets.

"It's on. Wow. That's cool." Said Jimmy calmly.

All of the kids started scrambling to get on top of the weird machine to look at the T.V. After all if Jimmy actually used the word cool , it had to be a kick-ass episode.

"Whoa, did you see that! Gohan kicked that chibi-cell like he was a football!" yelled Michael as he imitated the scene.

Then the kids started to notice a low murmur from one of the stacked machines they were sitting on.

"No worries!" said Dominic. "This things probably broken if it's out here, ya know."

The T.V. set wasn't broken. The VCR wasn't broken. Jimmy thought. So…

The kids decided they should get off, but first they had to see previews for next week.

"Next time on Dragonball-Z!" all the kids chimed in. Oh, they loved that part.

"Let's get down." Said Jimmy. They all started to climb down, but the machines had slippery surfaces, so they fell down instead. They landed in a red old-fashioned car that was below the machine.

"Ow! My head hurts! Stupid Machine!" yelled Michael. Then he kicked it, and shouted out more when he stubbed his toe.

"Nice car." Said Dominic. "Looks like it'd be fun to drive," he said as he got behind the wheel.

"Ooh, a horn! Let me honk it!"Michael shouted, apparently forgetting about his stubbed toe.

"No, you Baka! Our moms'll hear us!" said Mingh Loh.

"Oh, yeah, I forget." Replied Michael sheepishly.

"What're those numbers?" asked Dominic. "They look weird."

"Mom told me old cars had something called a 'speedomotor', explained Mingh Loh. "They'd state how fast cars were going."

"Really? This car says it's going 197 then." Said Michael.

"Probably broken then." Said Dominic sadly.

"Well, maybe just the speed-o-mometer is broken!" exclaimed Michael.

"Hey look! Keys!" said Dominic as he looked behind the dashboard. He looked back at his friends and asked "You wanna try?"

They all looked at Dominic like he was stupid. Duh! Of course they wanted to try!

"Okay," said Dominic grinning, "Let's put the keys in this hole and start it up!" So Dominic put the keys in the ignition and made the car purr when it started up.

"Alright! Let me drive!" said Michael, " We could cruise around this town!"

"No! I'm driving!" shouted Dominic. "I'm going to back out now. Michael, push that lever in, I think it's called a 'stickfish'."

"A what-what?" asked Michael confused.

"Just move it!" demanded Dominic.

"Alright! Geez, Dom, sometimes you're just as bossy as your mother." Commented Michael, "Don't start calling me 'Mr. Michael' now, Okay Buddy?" he said humorously.

So Michael moved the stickshift, and the car took off.

"Whoa! Hey I can't see anything but bright colors!" said Dominic. "Michael, I changed my mind! You can drive now!"

"Screw that! Get me out of here!" shouted Michael. All the children just sat and looked around. Thousands of different colors and shapes whirled by them.

"Dominic." Said Jimmy. "You can never drive again."

"It's not me! I'm not touching anything even!" cried Dominic. "It's Michael's fault because he moved the stickfish."

"You told me to move it you whiner!" shouted Michael.

"Would you Otokos just shut up already!" yelled Mingh Loh, hanging on the door handle for dear life.

"But I didn-" protested Michael until suddenly the car stopped moving and the colors stopped moving by.