Author's Note: Well, once again I am back, with Community Service. SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG!! Not much to say, other than enjoy the fic, glad you liked the last part. Come to think of it, this is my 1st fic off of the whole Dr. Trowa topic. Still continuing that BTW! Enjoy! ^_~
Community Service
Part 2
Wufei squeezed his shirt dry of all the water, from scrubbing the wass. He slammed the door of the hotel and grumbled, "I will never scrub a wass again!"
"...so...where are we off to, Heero?" Relena asked.
"Why must you interpret I have the answer to everything?!" Heero snapped. "Stupid onna, leave me be!"
Duo took the paper from Quatre who was spilling tea all over it, "...how about...uh...t-"
"I'm out of tea..." Quatre sniffed.
Duo sweat-dropped. "We'll get more later-"
"But...no...it was my last bag!" Quatre replied. "We have to go now! To the herbal shop!"
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"Come in." A man asked. "Now, aren't y'all a...weird bunch a youngins' to be out at this hour? Aren't y'all in school, or sum-in?"
"Actually, this is a punishment." Trowa stated.
"...are ya tryin' ta insult me?" The man asked.
"...if you say so." Trowa replied. "We're doing community service. Can we...help?"
"Yee-ah." The man gulped. He spit on the floor, a dark yellow blob and kept walking with his bow-legs.
Duo laughed, "First a large head, now this!"
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"Work here!" The man snapped. "You'll be pressing herbal leaves and squeezin' them in-a-"
"TEA!" Quatre's eyes lit up. "My dream place!"
"...yee-ah." The man walked away.
Duo looked at the conveyor belt. "...I haven't had lunch in what seemed to be forever." He picked up one of the leaves and began to munch on them. He gasped and spit it out and gagged. "AWFUL!"
"No!" Quatre gasped. "...poor...poor...tea..."
"It's only a plant, boy!" Wufei snapped. "Justice tastes sweeter than whatever you can make in these here factories! What are we doing? Pressing leaves? Squeezing leaves? At least...it's not...a wass!" He walked up to one of the machines' levers and began to turn it. "...this is only for men with skill and power!!" He didn't even move it...
Heero walked over to one of them, dabbed it...and it turned. "...easy."
Wufei grumbled. "GET TO WORK!!!"
Relena stood by one of the conveyor belts, as Heero walked over to it.
"...atashi no anata." Heero snapped. "Now leave me be, onna!" He began to turn the belt. "How much more longer do we have to do this?"
"Not more long." The man walked back. "The library wants ya o-er in a jiffy. So ya better get a-movin'!"
"Library?!" Wufei snapped. "I'm not working in a stupid library!-"
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"What am I doing working in this stupid library?" Wufei asked. "Tea was better!"
"The herbs thank you, Wufei." Quatre smiled.
Wufei scoffed and walked over to a shelf, where a lady was standing. "So what do I do, onna?"
"Order these books." Replied the perky onna. "And remember, it's a library, so be silent and quiet at all times!" She whispered, walking off.
"I can't be silent." Wufei muttered. "There's too much Justice around...too much Justice!" He jumped up on the desk. "JUSTICE! OBEY ME, ONNAS!"
The librarians all hushed Wufei down, and the pilots stared at him.
Duo walked by Wufei and muttered. He coughed, "Onna, onna..." And he walked back to a shelf.
Wufei grumbled. "GET ME OUT OF HERE!!!! I'm not fit for an onna's job!"
"Onna's job?" Relena snapped. "There's no such thing as an onna's job!"
"Justice knows all! So back off, you onna!" Wufei snapped back.
"Oh, someone should call the onna police up in here!" Duo laughed.
Quatre giggled, and sipped his tea again.
"...I don't want to hear anything, tea boy!" Wufei snapped.
Quatre dropped his tea cup and gasped.
The perky onna walked over to Wufei, "You're fired."
"You can't fire me you perky onna!" Wufei grumbled. "MY JUSTICE TALK HAS ONLY JUST BEGUN!!"
"That's a bad thing." Trowa muttered.
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"Where to now?" Relena asked. "Wufei here, totally ruined the library experience!"
"Experience?" Wufei snapped. "Justice is knowledge, and justice is all you need to know! You don't need experience!"
Relena scoffed.
"I say we go to...the shoe factory." Heero decided.
Everyone gawked, and looked at him. "...spandex boy thinks of shoes...wow..."
"Shut up, omae o korosu, atashi no anata and...omae o korosu!" Heero snapped. "Now let's go! We really don't need to waste any time! We need to do 10 activities by 24 hours and we've already done... orpahange...scrubbing wass...herbal shop and library! We need to do 6 more!"
"I say we spilt up." Quatre sipped his tea again. "There's six of us, and 6 more things left to do. We can fake it and pretend we went to all of them."
"...hey!" Trowa gasped. "There's six of us left and six jobs left. Let's spilt up and go to each one!"
"I just got a great idea!" Duo grinned. "There's six of us left, so why don't we spilt up to the 6 jobs?"
"6 us, 6 jobs, let's split!" Wufei ordered.
"I got a brilliant idea! Why don't we spilt up into the 6 jobs?" Relena asked.
"..." Heero sighed.
Quatre sweat-dropped. "...I'm going...to the tea market."
"I'm helping...with the computer stuff." Wufei grinned.
"I'll go to the community centre." Duo said.
"...shoe factory." Heero stated.
"I'm going with Heero!" Relena beamed.
"No you are not, onna!" Heero snapped.
"...hair..." Trowa muttered.
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Quatre grinned at the lady at the front desk. "I have plenty of tea experience!"
"...good for you, honey." The lady moaned.
"...I know the 100 types of tea and where you can find them!" Quatre beamed.
"...wow..." The lady sighed. "Listen, you'll be working over there." She pointed to a desk.
"Yay!" Quatre ran over to the desk. "So what'll I be doing? Shipping? Blending? Tasting?-"
"Filing." She replied.
"Filing tea!!" Quatre beamed.
"Filing papers." She grumbled. "Alphabetically ordered, don't miss one. And hurry." She walked away.
"Filing papers?" Quatre asked. "...how fun..." He looked up at the papers. "...uh, Miss?"
"Yes?" The lady asked, tiredly.
"...does this have anything to do with tea?" Quatre asked.
She walked up to the papers and shoved one in Quatre's face. "Read." She ordered.
"...2 shipments of Chamomile tea to the colony- Dec.15 ...shipments?" Quatre asked again.
"Yes." The lady walked away. "Previous shipments. File them."
"...could I have a job that has to do with more tea?" Quatre asked.
The lady grumbled at him. "No." And she walked back in the factory.
Quatre sighed and sipped his tea. "Oh? I'm almost out...I'll just be leaving now." He slyishly got up and walked into the factory. He looked around, careful not to bump into any lady at the moment. He gazed up at his dream. Tea everywhere. Quatre sniffed the air and grinned. He began to name all the types of tea. "Chamomile, Darjeeling, Apple almond herbal, Cinnamon herbal, Coffee taste, Orange pekoe, Herbal Orange and Strawberry, Flavoured Mint, Willow and-" He turned around and there was the lady. "...uh...oh..."
"You...are...FIRED!" She snapped. Then walked away.
Quatre grabbed 2 tea bags and walked out.
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"Welcome, partner!" A cowboyish man named Bob slapped Wufei on the back.
"This is supposed to be a computer program shop! Not a horse ranch!" Wufei stammered. "It specifically said Bob's Wrangling Computers!"
"Oh it is!" He brought out 5 horses. "I'm Bob. This is Computer #1, this is computer #2 and #3, this is computer #4 and this...is computer #5!"
"...but they're horses." Wufei said.
"They're names are computers, you dummy!" Bob laughed, horse-like. "This is Macintosh, this is PC, this is Megabyte, this is Gigabyte and this...is Bill Gates!" He laughed again.
"...what?" Wufei snapped. "No Justice?"
"No justice in deed, yes sir-ee bob!" Bob laughed. "Hey, that's my name! Bob! Bob!"
"Oh get out of way, you injustice freak!" Wufei shoved Bob aside. "Let me do the work." He stared at the horses. "...now, tell me... what do you know about justice..." He looked at the horse's name tag. "...Bill Gates. What do you know about it?"
...Neigh....
"What?" Wufei snapped. "You dare neigh at me? Justice!" He snapped.
Neigh!
Neigh....neigh
Neigh
"Oh shut up...PC, Macintosh and Megabyte!" Wufei snapped. "You do not neigh when justice is the topic!"
Neigh...
"SHUT UP!" Wufei snapped again.
N-
"Don't you...even think about it, horse onna!!!" Wufei snapped.
"Actually, they're all males." Bob corrected.
"SILENCE!!!!" Wufei demanded. "I NEED SILENCE! JUSTICE! DO YOU HEAR ME?!!!??! JUSTICE!!!"
"...Uh...fella?" Bob stammered. "You're fired."
Wufei scoffed and walked off.
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"Name?"
"Duo."
"...Real name?"
"Duo Maxwell."
"Surely you've been given a proper name?" The lady at the office asked.
"I was an orphan." Duo explained, beaming. "So do I get to help, or what?"
"Okay, I think we will fit you in...on window washing, scrubbing-"
"You mean scrubbing walls with those paint things?" Duo beamed even more.
"...soap, Mr. Maxwell, it's called soap." The lady said, annoyed.
"Alright." Duo grinned. He carried a large bucket of soap to a window.
"Oh, and Mr. Maxwell, if you need any help, my name's Rose." The lady waved.
"I don't need any help advertising my Tribute to Duo Maxwell foundation! All money and savings get mailed to Duo Maxwell at the colony. Oh yes, the money will be piling in." Duo beamed. "I can see it now..."
"Mr. Maxwell, how much money did you make today?" Asked Giles, the servant.
"Oh, a few billion." Duo smiled. "But a billion, a trillion, a gazillion! It's no difference!"
"Right you are!" Giles laughed.
Duo snapped to attention and shuddered, "...why would I want a servant named Giles?" He brought out a paintbrush and began to paint of the soap on the windows that spelled out 'TRIBUTE TO DUO MAXWELL FOUNDATION! Let all payments to the orphanage be mailed to Duo Maxwell at the L2 Colony! And-'
"...Mr. Maxwell?"
Duo jumped and shrieked, "Giles!"
"...Rose." Rose smiled. "Uh...what is this? You are supposed to be washing windows not campaigning."
"Yeah, but ain't it nice?" Duo beamed.
"...Isn't it nice, Mr. Maxwell. Not ain't." Rose corrected. "Just as long as you wash it off now. This kind of soap dries if wind blows it."
"Oh...really?" Duo smirked, evilly. "...Where's the Fan Room?"
"Right over there." Rose smiled, walking away.
Duo ran over to the room and tugged out the largest fan they had and switched it on HI. Duo cackled, evilly. "Ha! My creation! Come alive!!!"
"...it's only soap, Mr. Maxwell." Rose sighed.
Duo chuckled, nervously and switched the fan off when the soap finished drying. He then went to all the other windows and painted the same thing on them, cackling each time he used Big Lugger... t-that's his nickname for the fan.
Rose gasped when she touched the windows. They didn't even crackle or fall off. She shrieked, "DUO WHAT IS THIS?!!"
"...soap." Duo sighed. "That's what you told me."
"BUT IT'S DRY!!!" Rose hollered.
"Oh, don't insult the poor soap." Duo muttered.
"YOU ARE FIRED!!!"
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"And your name would be again?" Peter asked.
"Heero Yuy, and I'm helping with shoes." Heero replied, blankly.
"Goodie." Peter muttered. "We could always use more shoe workers to add to our list of 20 000 people!!!"
"...okay."
Peter grumbled. "You're working there!" He pointed to an office. "No funny business or you're off!"
Heero walked over to the office full of shoes and papers. "...so what do I do with this?"
"File papers! Make shoes! Ship in box!" Peter yelled, angrily. "NOW SHUT UP!!"
Heero scoffed and picked up a pair of shoes. He examined them and asked, "...why are these shoes pink with a sparkle line going through it?"
"BECAUSE THEY JUST ARE!" Peter hollered. "Can't you box the shoes like normal people? Here! Do you know this young lady?" Peter pointed to a girl, about Heero's age. "She arrive a few minutes before you did."
Heero gasped.
"Hi Heero!!!"
"Relena..." Heero muttered, blankly. He turned to Peter. "Can you fire me please?"
"Fine." Peter stated. "You're fired!" Heero walked away.
"Oh, oh! Fire me too." Relena begged.
"You're fired!" Peter said again.
"Goodie! Wait for me Heero!" Relena ran after him.
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"Oh!!!!"
"What?" Trowa asked, when he walked into a hair salon.
"Don't you have such a MILLENIUM style?!!" Gasped the lady, Gigi.
"no." Trowa replied. "...I want to help with hair."
"Oooh!" Gigi smirked. "Helping?! Oh no, we got to do your hair, girlfriend!"
"...Girlfriend?" Trowa asked, being shoved in a chair.
Gigi gasped when she glanced at Trowa's pants. "Uh, tell me, Trudy?"
"Trowa."
"Do you know what year it is, girlfriend?" Gigi asked. "'Cause these days you gotta loosen up if you know what I mean!" She laughed.
"...No I don't know what you mean." Trowa scoffed. "Now can I help with-"
"Wait!" Gigi jumped up. "I see a future for you in modeling, honey!"
"...honey?"
"You can walk down the isle?" Gigi asked.
"no."
"Oh try it, try it!" Gigi beamed.
"No."
"Okay, well." Gigi stated. "Le'ss se what we can do with your hair, girlfriend?"
"But I'm a-" Before he could say another word, Gigi cut off his hair that over lapped his eye. He shrieked. "NO!!!!"
"Yes!" Gigi beamed. "MILLENIUM, baby! Now, that's a fine lookin' haircut you got there! The guy's would be jealous!"
"But I'm a girl!!!!!" Trowa yelled.
"I know."
"No! I meant A GUY!!!" Trowa snapped.
"Oh! Then get out of my salon, baby, 'cuz this salon is for girls!" Gigi scoffed, pointing to the sign that said 'GiGi's Beauty Salon for Ladies'. Trowa ran and ran.
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"Oh you guys wouldn't guess what happened!!!" Everyone gasped when they met up at the school gates. As if on cue, they all automatically looked at Trowa.
"Don't ask!" Trowa snapped, sarcastically.
They ran up to the gates and the door as they were let in.
"Oh..." The principal beamed. "The disgraces are back from a hard days work!"
"I demand you do get plastic surgery on your head, sir." Duo muttered, sighing with relief.
"Mr. Maxwell, shut up." The principal snapped. He then sighed, "I'm very sorry to admit it, but…maybe you've l-learned your lesson…"
"JUSTICE ROCKS!" Wufei beamed.
"But you! You get a week of detention, Wufei!" The principal snapped. "Now…you finished the 24 hour work?"
"Yeah." They all agreed.
"So…" The principal began. "Where's that homework you were supposed to finish?"
Everyone gawked and sweat-dropped.
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