October 7, 2010

Inspired by a snippet that has not been written, in turn inspired by a comment from karina001.

Doodles

In all probability, it should have been a normal day. Sure, someone had decided to lighten the mood a little bit, leaving drawings lying folded on desks and office doors, but nothing that should have caused any great disturbance among the normal Preventer routine.

Folded neatly on Sally's desk was a picture of her with a mermaid's tail brandishing a trident. A note at the top read "Agent Water." In Noin's desk drawer, a drawing of "Agent Fire" leading a flaming chariot drawn by lions. Une might have had a few words to say, were she present. Taped to her office door was a pencil drawing depicting her, in uniform, thumbing her nose at a clocked figure dubbed "E.V.I.L" while holding the Earth like a basketball.

The first hint of thing being amiss that morning was the rumpled drawing that was used to mop of a spilled cup of coffee. It looked that way. The cup was still lying sideways across the table. The coffee coated paper depicted Dorothy with her dramatic eyebrows lengthened and possibly emitting radio waves: eyebrows that, judging from the cartoonish speech bubbles, also had the ability to read minds.

Tacked up behind the coffee maker itself was a two paged picture showing Heero and Zechs leaning up against a brick wall, looking for all the world like to James Deans, except Heero was wearing a radio collar coloured pink and Zechs wore a sign that read "If I am lost please return me to L. Noin." It was official. Preventer Headquarters had been infiltrated.

Headquarters had a security breach, Une was away, and the bits of paper were everywhere. It didn't take long for the snickers to turn into laughs, for the glares to turn into snarls, for the occasional bleating hysterics followed by occasional loud "thumps."

The coffee room and a few office doors were far from the only targets. On a bulletin board was a lanky youth with his hair growing over one eye, wearing a clown costume, and the caption "do not approach without Kevlar." In the medical ward was a picture of a very tiny Heero inside a pill bottle with the label "keep away from explosive materials and all firearms." Quatre was in a teacup shaped hot tub with a cup of hot tea. "Agent Wind" was finally found taped to the mirror in the atrium. He was flying in grand and artistic fashion above a very large tornado, while wearing very little clothing. The picture was on long, uncut paper and coiled down to the floor. Someone had taken the liberty of moving it to Noin's office door.

It was about this time at least one agent decided to take it upon himself to find the culprit. The possibility of an inside job was most likely, and there was one "target" conspicuously missing.

"Childish nonsense!" A shout was heard from the direction of the workout room. "Duo! Where are you?"

The agent in question was running down another hallway and skidded to stop in front of Wufei at the cross. "Whoa! Where did you come from?"

Wufei thrust the picture into Duo's face. A decidedly familiar looking Chinese featured warrior stood upon a craggy rock, in a furred loincloth, dao proudly held high in the air above his head which was adorned with a horned helm.

Duo's eyes were quite wide. "That's a new look for you."

"Are you going to admit it was you?"

"I wasn't me!"

"We have yet to see yours."

"It's right here." Duo, in return, held a creased peace of paper in Wufei's face. Wufei was presented with the image of Duo, naked, with a coy expression on his face while he stood upon a clam shell, his unbound hair preserving his modesty. "At least you got underwear." Duo handed back Wufei's paper.

Wufei smirked. "My apologies, and condolences." He handed back one piece of paper and pocketed the second one. Before he strode back to his office.

Duo winked, even though he doubted his comrade could see him. "It is pretty funny though!" He looked over to Trowa and Quatre who just arrived through the office door. "Hey! You're just in time for the laughs." Duo waved the paper in his hand and was greeted by Wufei, the Barbarian.

"What- hey!" Duo raced down the hallway where Wufei had left while Trowa grabbed the fluttering piece of paper.

"I think we missed something." Trowa considered the picture of Wufei. "These aren't bad."

"Why does everything think I'm obsessed with tea?"