Black-Angel-001: the daulphin island parkway thing...uh, that's a true. my best friend's boyfriend called, told us to come pick him up, and we got lost getting there. we debated over taking the florida or mississippi exit, my best friend ended up being right, and when we got there, we really did get freaked out. my best friend's little sister told the joke that duo tried to tell, my brother pulled off the duo, shin did the threatning, and my best friend's boyfriend really didn't want to go with us. so, it's all true!
Beyond Belief
Duo was hosting a Christmas party. Bright, colorful lights had been put up, a huge Pine tree set up in the living room, decorated, and food and punch were set up as well. Everyone was invited, and so far, a little over half the people who had been invited had shown up. Then, one guy named Bryan, had shown up with various types alcohol. Knowing that Quatre wouldn't approve, Bryan and Duo put some of the Jack Daniels in the punch. Wufei became addicted to it, and soon became drunk.
"I'm the best swordsman in the world!" slurred the Chinese man. "No one can beat me!"
After half an hour of Wufei carrying on like that, everyone grew tired of it. Plus, everyone was also drunk and some were getting headaches because they weren't used to it. Noin stumbled to Wufei's location, stood right in front of him, stared him straight in the eye, and spoke.
"I know someone who can beat you."
"Nope! You're wrong! I'm the best, best, best, best, best!" sang Wufei.
"He can beat you 'cause he's done it before."
"Oh, yeah? Who is it?"
"Treize."
Wufei blinked rapidly. Could it be? No, she was lying. That was it, she was lying. But then Wufei realized her words were true and his world crumbled.
"NOOOOOO!" With that he ran up the stairs and then into his room. All was quiet. The normal hustle and bustle of a party returned and Wufei and his escapade was forgotten for the moment. Snow had begun to fall rapidly, causing the cold weather to turn even colder. After about an hour, something streaked by. When I say streaked, I do mean streaked. Wufei had come running full speed down the stairs and out the front door as naked as the day he was born. In his hand he carried one of his many katanas. Again all was quiet. They heard Wufei screaming in the front yard. Curious and a little worried, everyone went outside.
Wufei was running around in circles in the front yard, waving his katana around and screaming, "I'M THE MASTER SWORDSMAN! I'M THE MASTER SWORDSMAN! MEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEME! I'M THE MASTER WAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!"
Zechs and Heero rushed forward. While Zechs held him, Heero took the sword away. They proceeded to drag him back inside, Wufei protesting the entire way.
Wufei didn't remember what he'd done, nor the beating Sally Po gave him for that little stunt. He did remember, though, laying on his bed feeling like the Fly from that one scene. He vaugly remembered calling out, "Help me! Help me!" The room spun around him like a Roulette Wheel, and the toliet in his bathroom kept telling him to talk to it. At his expence, Wufei's misfourtune was laughed at.
Black-Angel-001: ...remember guys, everyone's drunk so they're supposed to act out of charecter.