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 ten: Not Possible
"So, can we eat now?" Michael asked Duo.
"Huh?" Duo replied. "Okay. There's cereal on those shelves over there." Duo said as he pointed towards the cereal.
Duo went over to one of the strange machines.
"What's that ?" asked Michael holding a cereal bowl while spying over Duo's shoulder.
"Huh?!" Duo said jumping slightly. "Oh. It's you. Don't sneak up on me like that."
"Sorry, what's that?" Michael repeated.
Duo answered. "It's a special mobile suit."
"What's a mobile suit?" Michael asked.
Duo looked surprised, "Uh, well it's a machine that you pilot."
"How?" asked Michael again.
Duo was starting to look a little annoyed. "With gears and buttons kid-why don't you go hang out with your friends?" Duo asked hopefully.
"Huh?" Michael responded. "Oh, because they say I'm way too annoying in the morning after I eat! I bounce all over the place!"
Duo didn't know how to respond. Then he thought of a question he never asked, "Hey, did your mom ever tell you where you got all that energy from?"
Michael waited until he had finished slurping up his milk in the bowl. "Mom slipped up once by telling me I was as energetic as my dad, but my Aunt Relena looked at her really cross. She never said anything after that."
Damn! Duo thought This kid looks like me, acts like me, fights like me, even slurps like me, but he just can't be mine! Not possible.
"Why ya ask?" asked Michael pouring himself a second helping.
"Just wondering, that's all." Duo said.
"Okay." Replied Michael. "Hey Dom! Want some cereal? The date says it's about five years old, but it still tastes good!"
"No thanks." Replied Dominic. He started to move towards the window to look at the sky. Then he remembered there was no sky. Just metal upon cold metal…
He stopped though when he realized that pilot named Quatre was watching him out the corner of his eye.
I wonder if he wants to talk to me. He made his way over to Quatre. "Hi!" the four-year old said brightly.
Quatre cleared his throat. "Hey." They stood uncomfortable for a little while not knowing what to say, until Dominic asked "Could you tell me about your colonies?"
"Okay." Quatre said as he looked at the angelic smile on the boys' face. He kept thinking to himself Wufei said it was not possible. He just can't be mine. No way.
"Well," started Quatre, "The colonies were built about 179 years ago."
"For what reason?" Dominic asked.
"Mankind was becoming overcrowded and lost most of it's meaning, so we reached out to the stars to start a better era." Quatre explained.
"That's foolish." Dominic replied.
Quatre looked confused. "What do you mean?"
Dominic replied. "If mankind were meant to leave our Mother Earth, then the colonies would have never blown up. Besides, Mother Earth would pull the people back down after time because she needs us just as much as we need her. That's why Mother Earth won. The universe wanted her too.
Quatre was looking even more confused now. "How did the Earth win?"
Dominic shrugged. "I don't know. Mommy never told me."
Quatre thought again. The kids got a way with words. Philosophical..no, he is just not…
Suddenly Michael came bounding up towards them. "Hey, Dom! Let's go play DBZ!"
"I don't feel like it. Besides, it's really only fun from high places, like the church." Dominic replied.
"Aw, Spoil sport!" Michael said. Then he noticed Heero, Rei, and Jimmy leaning against a wall in the back of the hangar. "Hey, can I play?" Michael asked as he put himself in between Heero and Jimmy.
Duo started laughing, and Quatre chuckled. Michael looked pretty funny standing with his arms crossed against his chest and his eyes closed.
Geez! Thought Duo If this kid isn't mine then who the hell's could it possibly be?!
Michael turned to look at Heero to see he was really glaring at him, along with his sister's equally cold stare.
"Leave us be." Heero said.
The pilot Heero just stared, stunned at how good those kids were at glaring. No one has ever pulled that glare off but me. They are just not mine. Not possible.
Michael moved away, but unknowingly bumped into Mingh Loh. "Get out of my sight you weakling!" she shouted.
"Damn, you're sure having a bad day Miss Priss." Michael responded.
"Shutup or I'll run you through!" Mingh Loh shouted as he pulled out her nail filer from her blue blouse. Satisfied Michael was scared, she walked away.
Not possible. No. Scientifically impossible. I know her mother's name from somewhere though…shut up Baka! She just can't be…Wufei was telling himself.
"Hey?" said Michael looking around for someone else to bother. "Where's Jimmy?"
"Hey!" Duo observed. "Where's Trowa, too?"
Outside the hangar there stood two people quietly staring at each other.
"What?" asked Trowa finally.
Jimmy responded. "I know."
Trowa felt mildly nervous. "How?"
"Michael and Dominic aren't the only one's who eavesdrop." Jimmy said.
Trowa fell silent for a few minutes, then asked "Do you know if were your father's?"
"Yes." Jimmy replied simply. "And I know how, too."
Chapter ten: Not Possible
"So, can we eat now?" Michael asked Duo.
"Huh?" Duo replied. "Okay. There's cereal on those shelves over there." Duo said as he pointed towards the cereal.
Duo went over to one of the strange machines.
"What's that ?" asked Michael holding a cereal bowl while spying over Duo's shoulder.
"Huh?!" Duo said jumping slightly. "Oh. It's you. Don't sneak up on me like that."
"Sorry, what's that?" Michael repeated.
Duo answered. "It's a special mobile suit."
"What's a mobile suit?" Michael asked.
Duo looked surprised, "Uh, well it's a machine that you pilot."
"How?" asked Michael again.
Duo was starting to look a little annoyed. "With gears and buttons kid-why don't you go hang out with your friends?" Duo asked hopefully.
"Huh?" Michael responded. "Oh, because they say I'm way too annoying in the morning after I eat! I bounce all over the place!"
Duo didn't know how to respond. Then he thought of a question he never asked, "Hey, did your mom ever tell you where you got all that energy from?"
Michael waited until he had finished slurping up his milk in the bowl. "Mom slipped up once by telling me I was as energetic as my dad, but my Aunt Relena looked at her really cross. She never said anything after that."
Damn! Duo thought This kid looks like me, acts like me, fights like me, even slurps like me, but he just can't be mine! Not possible.
"Why ya ask?" asked Michael pouring himself a second helping.
"Just wondering, that's all." Duo said.
"Okay." Replied Michael. "Hey Dom! Want some cereal? The date says it's about five years old, but it still tastes good!"
"No thanks." Replied Dominic. He started to move towards the window to look at the sky. Then he remembered there was no sky. Just metal upon cold metal…
He stopped though when he realized that pilot named Quatre was watching him out the corner of his eye.
I wonder if he wants to talk to me. He made his way over to Quatre. "Hi!" the four-year old said brightly.
Quatre cleared his throat. "Hey." They stood uncomfortable for a little while not knowing what to say, until Dominic asked "Could you tell me about your colonies?"
"Okay." Quatre said as he looked at the angelic smile on the boys' face. He kept thinking to himself Wufei said it was not possible. He just can't be mine. No way.
"Well," started Quatre, "The colonies were built about 179 years ago."
"For what reason?" Dominic asked.
"Mankind was becoming overcrowded and lost most of it's meaning, so we reached out to the stars to start a better era." Quatre explained.
"That's foolish." Dominic replied.
Quatre looked confused. "What do you mean?"
Dominic replied. "If mankind were meant to leave our Mother Earth, then the colonies would have never blown up. Besides, Mother Earth would pull the people back down after time because she needs us just as much as we need her. That's why Mother Earth won. The universe wanted her too.
Quatre was looking even more confused now. "How did the Earth win?"
Dominic shrugged. "I don't know. Mommy never told me."
Quatre thought again. The kids got a way with words. Philosophical..no, he is just not…
Suddenly Michael came bounding up towards them. "Hey, Dom! Let's go play DBZ!"
"I don't feel like it. Besides, it's really only fun from high places, like the church." Dominic replied.
"Aw, Spoil sport!" Michael said. Then he noticed Heero, Rei, and Jimmy leaning against a wall in the back of the hangar. "Hey, can I play?" Michael asked as he put himself in between Heero and Jimmy.
Duo started laughing, and Quatre chuckled. Michael looked pretty funny standing with his arms crossed against his chest and his eyes closed.
Geez! Thought Duo If this kid isn't mine then who the hell's could it possibly be?!
Michael turned to look at Heero to see he was really glaring at him, along with his sister's equally cold stare.
"Leave us be." Heero said.
The pilot Heero just stared, stunned at how good those kids were at glaring. No one has ever pulled that glare off but me. They are just not mine. Not possible.
Michael moved away, but unknowingly bumped into Mingh Loh. "Get out of my sight you weakling!" she shouted.
"Damn, you're sure having a bad day Miss Priss." Michael responded.
"Shutup or I'll run you through!" Mingh Loh shouted as he pulled out her nail filer from her blue blouse. Satisfied Michael was scared, she walked away.
Not possible. No. Scientifically impossible. I know her mother's name from somewhere though…shut up Baka! She just can't be…Wufei was telling himself.
"Hey?" said Michael looking around for someone else to bother. "Where's Jimmy?"
"Hey!" Duo observed. "Where's Trowa, too?"
Outside the hangar there stood two people quietly staring at each other.
"What?" asked Trowa finally.
Jimmy responded. "I know."
Trowa felt mildly nervous. "How?"
"Michael and Dominic aren't the only one's who eavesdrop." Jimmy said.
Trowa fell silent for a few minutes, then asked "Do you know if were your father's?"
"Yes." Jimmy replied simply. "And I know how, too."