Come out," Past Heero demanded, "if you're lucky, I might show you some mercy."
"What do we do?" Quatre whispered, "he's going straight for Heero!"
"We need to make a distraction," Relena whispered.
Suddenly, his door opens. Past Heero whips around, facing Relena.
"I wanted to talk to you. What happened to you back there?" Past Relena asked.
"That is no concern of yours," Past Heero said coldly.
"Look, something happened to you back there, and I want to know what happened!" Past Relena cried.
Past Heero pulled his gun, "Get out, or I'll kill you!"
Past Relena stood there, unmoving.
"I won't leave until you tell me what happened," Past Relena whispered, "if my presence annoys you that much, go ahead and shoot me."
"Why do you want me to kill you so badly?!" Past Heero demanded.
"I don't have any friends, my purpose has been fulfilled. I have nowhere to go," Past Relena explained.
Past Heero's eyes widened, and his gun fell to the floor with a thud.
"We're the same..." Past Heero whispered.
Past Relena said nothing, only smiled at him.
"We have to get out of here," Quatre whispered.
"Right," Heero whispered back. He looked around, remembering he had a window in his bathroom.
"We go into the bathroom as quietly as possible, and we jump out the window," Heero whispered.
"What are you, crazy?" Hilde whispered, horrified.
"Got any ideas?" Heero asked.
She sighed.
"Move," Heero instructed. The crawled quietly into the bathroom. As quietly as he could, Heero opened the window.
"Hurry," he said.
Meanwhile, Past Heero and Past Relena were sitting on the couch.
Wufei jumped, realizing the jump wasn't that far. He landed gracefully, motioning for the next person to go. Trowa grabbed Hilde and jumped, his hand over Hilde's mouth to smother her scream. Quatre went, Heero grabbed Relena and jumped.
"Okay, where should we go?" Wufei asked.
Everyone else shrugged.
"We should go somewhere that none of us would ever go to," Quatre said.
"Good idea," Relena said.
Everyone paused, thinking.
"Does anyone ever go to a carnival?" Quatre asked.
"I don't," Heero said immediately.
"Never!" Wufei cried.
"Nope," Trowa answered.
"I'm too busy," Relena said.
"Same here," Hilde said.
"I guess that's our best place," Quatre said, "let's go there. There's one about fifteen minutes from here."
They went on a fairly long walk, finally reaching the carnival. It was crowded, hundreds of kids in a place at a time, whining to go on a ride or get candy or play a game.
"What a horrid place," Wufei observed.
"Ditto," they all agreed.
After finding a quiet place, they sat down and began to talk.
"So, how can we prevent Duo's death?" Quatre asked.
"I don't know. Duo comes over, held hostage by his android self, and I take him out with my Wing Zero's beam saber. I looked into its data, and it can only be destroyed by a direct hit of intense heat."
"Heero, you weakling!" Wufei screamed, "why didn't you tell us that before? We could easily have destroyed them with our beam sabers! You IDIOT!"
Heero's eyes widened as he realized his mistake.
"That's it! We'll use our beam energy to destroy them! Wufei, you genius!" Quatre cried.
Wufei snorted, "Why else was I chosen to pilot Nataku?"
"It's not that easy. Remember, we don't have our Gundams. We can't contact our past selves without getting destroyed," Trowa pointed out.
"One of us can call Past Heero," Quatre said, "tell him the plan."
"It could work, but Heero's stubborn," Trowa said.
Heero snorted at Trowa's remark.
"It's better than doing nothing," Quatre pointed out.
"Let's try it," Wufei said.
"Heero, what's your number?" Quatre asked.
Heero wrote it down and handed it to Quatre. Quatre smiled, "Thanks, Heero."
"All we can do is pray that Past Heero listens and carries it out," Trowa said softly.
"What do we do?" Quatre whispered, "he's going straight for Heero!"
"We need to make a distraction," Relena whispered.
Suddenly, his door opens. Past Heero whips around, facing Relena.
"I wanted to talk to you. What happened to you back there?" Past Relena asked.
"That is no concern of yours," Past Heero said coldly.
"Look, something happened to you back there, and I want to know what happened!" Past Relena cried.
Past Heero pulled his gun, "Get out, or I'll kill you!"
Past Relena stood there, unmoving.
"I won't leave until you tell me what happened," Past Relena whispered, "if my presence annoys you that much, go ahead and shoot me."
"Why do you want me to kill you so badly?!" Past Heero demanded.
"I don't have any friends, my purpose has been fulfilled. I have nowhere to go," Past Relena explained.
Past Heero's eyes widened, and his gun fell to the floor with a thud.
"We're the same..." Past Heero whispered.
Past Relena said nothing, only smiled at him.
"We have to get out of here," Quatre whispered.
"Right," Heero whispered back. He looked around, remembering he had a window in his bathroom.
"We go into the bathroom as quietly as possible, and we jump out the window," Heero whispered.
"What are you, crazy?" Hilde whispered, horrified.
"Got any ideas?" Heero asked.
She sighed.
"Move," Heero instructed. The crawled quietly into the bathroom. As quietly as he could, Heero opened the window.
"Hurry," he said.
Meanwhile, Past Heero and Past Relena were sitting on the couch.
Wufei jumped, realizing the jump wasn't that far. He landed gracefully, motioning for the next person to go. Trowa grabbed Hilde and jumped, his hand over Hilde's mouth to smother her scream. Quatre went, Heero grabbed Relena and jumped.
"Okay, where should we go?" Wufei asked.
Everyone else shrugged.
"We should go somewhere that none of us would ever go to," Quatre said.
"Good idea," Relena said.
Everyone paused, thinking.
"Does anyone ever go to a carnival?" Quatre asked.
"I don't," Heero said immediately.
"Never!" Wufei cried.
"Nope," Trowa answered.
"I'm too busy," Relena said.
"Same here," Hilde said.
"I guess that's our best place," Quatre said, "let's go there. There's one about fifteen minutes from here."
They went on a fairly long walk, finally reaching the carnival. It was crowded, hundreds of kids in a place at a time, whining to go on a ride or get candy or play a game.
"What a horrid place," Wufei observed.
"Ditto," they all agreed.
After finding a quiet place, they sat down and began to talk.
"So, how can we prevent Duo's death?" Quatre asked.
"I don't know. Duo comes over, held hostage by his android self, and I take him out with my Wing Zero's beam saber. I looked into its data, and it can only be destroyed by a direct hit of intense heat."
"Heero, you weakling!" Wufei screamed, "why didn't you tell us that before? We could easily have destroyed them with our beam sabers! You IDIOT!"
Heero's eyes widened as he realized his mistake.
"That's it! We'll use our beam energy to destroy them! Wufei, you genius!" Quatre cried.
Wufei snorted, "Why else was I chosen to pilot Nataku?"
"It's not that easy. Remember, we don't have our Gundams. We can't contact our past selves without getting destroyed," Trowa pointed out.
"One of us can call Past Heero," Quatre said, "tell him the plan."
"It could work, but Heero's stubborn," Trowa said.
Heero snorted at Trowa's remark.
"It's better than doing nothing," Quatre pointed out.
"Let's try it," Wufei said.
"Heero, what's your number?" Quatre asked.
Heero wrote it down and handed it to Quatre. Quatre smiled, "Thanks, Heero."
"All we can do is pray that Past Heero listens and carries it out," Trowa said softly.