Disclaimers: Howdy ya'll! Here's the rest of Sir Trowa's bit. Oh yeah, blah blah Gundam Wing not mine. Happy? *hits the play button*
Scene 15
[We see Quatre in the castle. He shuffles over to a table, writes a quick note, ties it to an arrow, and shoots it out the window. Though Rashid is perfectly aware of this, he just stands there smiling. We cut to Sir Trowa and his faithful servant Catherine riding through the woods, crossing streams]
Sir Trowa: Come Catherine, over we go! That's it!
Catherine: Thank you, little bro.
Sir Trowa: Come on!
[all of a sudden, a arrow comes flying out of the sky and lands in Catherine]
Catherine: Message for you, Trowa.
Sir Trowa: Catherine! Catherine! Speak to me! 'to whoever finds this note: I have been imprisoned by my father, who wants me to marry against my will. Pppllleeeaassssssseee come and rescue me! I am imprisoned in L-4 castle' A sign! It could lead us to the Holy Gundam! Poor onee-san, you will not have died in vain!
Catherine: Actually, Trowa, I'm not quite dead.
Sir Trowa: Well, you won't have been mortally wounded in-
Catherine: Actually, I think I'll be okay.
Sir Trowa: ....
Catherine: As a matter of fact, I think I'll come with you-
Sir Trowa: No, no, I'll go get help after I complete a daring rescue in my own...
Catherine: Idiom?
Sir Trowa: .....
[Sir Trowa rides away]
Catherine: Well, then I'll just rest here, okay? All right.
Scene 16
[we get to see all of the castle that Quatre's being held in. Everyone, including all 38 Maganacs not guarding Quatre, is dressed up in flowers and singing and dancing. Dorothy has even gotten garlands hanging off her eyebrows *sweatdrop* Well, on to the two random guards standing outside the castle. We see Trowa running up to the castle, but he is still far away. Then we see the same exact thing, again...and again...and again...and aga-oh! Now he's reached the castle!]
Sir Trowa: ....! *starts firing homing missiles at everyone*
Everyone: Ahh! Ow!
[Trowa then...runs out of missiles. So, now we're on gatling guns *y'know, like the ones in Heavyarm's chest* Trowa runs up the staircase, and into the room where Quatre is]
Rashid: Now, you're not allowed in the room unless-ack!
[Yes, Trowa shot him]
Sir Trowa: Oh fair one, I am your humble servant Sir Trowa of Camelot. I have come-oh! Terribly sorry.
Quatre: You got my letter!
Sir Trowa: Uh...you see...
Quatre: I knew someone would come...
[Music starts up]
Quatre's father: Stop that! Stop that! Who are you?
Quatre: I'm your son!
Quatre's father: Not you, you twit.
Sir Trowa: I am Sir Trowa, sir.
Quatre: He came to rescue me!
Sir Trowa: *blush* .... *somewhere out there hundreds of Trowa fans sigh and murmur 'kawaii...'*
Quatre's father: Well, did you kill all those Maganacs?
Sir Trowa: Uhh...yeah...
Quatre's father: I had to pay them fifty dollars overtime!
Sir Trowa: I can explain...
Quatre: Don't be afraid of him Trowa, I have a rope ready!
[Quatre ties knotted up bed sheets to the bedpost and starts climbing out the window]
Quatre's father: You killed eight wedding guests!
Sir Trowa: You see, I thought your son was a lady...
Quatre's father: Well, I can understand that!
Quatre: Hurry, Sir Trowa!
Quatre's father: Oh, shove it. You only killed the bride's father!
Sir Trowa: Well, I didn't mean to...
Quatre's father: Didn't mean to? You shot a homing missile straight through his chest!
Sir Trowa: Oh dear. Is he okay?
Quatre's father: You even kneed the bride! This is going to cost me a fortune!
Sir Trowa: I can explain. You see, I was riding from Camelot, when I got this-
Quatre's father: Oh! Are you from Camelot?
Quatre: Hurry Sir Trowa! Come quick!
Sir Trowa: Well, I am a knight of the round table...
Quatre's father: I heard Camelot has a very nice castle...
Sir Trowa: ....
Quatre: I'm ready!
Quatre's father: Would you like to have a drink with me?
Sir Trowa: Well, that's very nice of you...
[Quatre's dad takes a knife out of his pocket and cuts the rope Quatre's hanging off of, and we hear an 'eep' noise...]
Being so understanding...
[Then a 'splat' noise]
Scene 17
[Back to the main part of the castle, which is full of dead people, and the not-quite-dead-but-actually-might-pull-through-people, who are crying. Quatre's father and Sir Trowa come down the stairs.]
Quatre's father: Well, this is the main hall. We're all going to have all this knocked through, and made into one big, uh, rumpus room.
Random Guest: There he is!
Quatre's father: Oh, bloody hell.
[Trowa takes out his guns and starts shooting even more guests]
Hold it! Stop! Stop it! Stop it now!
Sir Trowa: Terribly sorry. See, I just get carried away...
Guest: He killed the best man!
[All the guests start yelling]
Quatre's father: Hold it! Hold it, this is Sir Trowa from the court of Camelot. He's a very brave, and influential knight, and he's my special guest for today.
Sir Trowa:.....
Guest: He killed my auntie!
[the guests start yelling again]
Quatre's father: Please! This is supposed to be a happy occasion! Lets not argue over who killed who. We are here to witness the holy bond of two people in wedlock. However, one of them, my son Quatre, has fallen to his death.
Everyone: *gasp*
Quatre's father: But I don't want to think I've lost a son, so much as...gained a daughter!
[Everyone claps]
For, since the tragic death of her father-
Guest: Actually, he's not quite dead yet!
Quatre's father: Well, since the near fatal wounding of her-
Guest: He's getting better!
Quatre's father: Well, since her own father, who, when near recovery, felt the icy grip of death upon him-
Dorothy's father: Ugh!
Guest: Oh, he's dead!
Quatre's father: I want his only daughter, to look upon me as her father, in a very real, and legally binding sense.
[Everyone applauds]
And I feel sure that the merger-err, union, of the brave but psychotic, Sir Trowa-
Sir Trowa: NANI?!
Guest: Look! The dead prince!
Guests: Ooh! The dead prince!
Catherine: Actually, he's not quite dead.
Quatre: Yeah, I feel much better.
Quatre's father: You fell out of the tallest tower in the castle, you creep!
Quatre: Well, I was saved at the last minute...
Quatre's father: How?
Quatre: Well, I'll tell you...
[Music breaks out and Quatre starts to dance]
Guests: *singing* He's going to tell! He's going to tell!
Quatre's father: Not like that! Not like that! Be quiet!
Guests: *singing* He's going to tell! He's going to tell!
Quatre's father: Shut uuup!
Guests: *singing* He's going to tell! He's going to tell!
Quatre's father: Not like that!
Guests: *singing* He's going to tell! He's going to tell!
Catherine: This way, Trowa!
Guests: *singing* He's going to tell about his great escape!
Sir Trowa: No, Catherine, it's not good for my idiom!
Guests: *singing* Oh, he fell a long, long way...
Sir Trowa: I must escape more.....
Guests: *singing* But he's here with us today!!
Catherine: Dramatically?
Sir Trowa: .....
[Trowa grabs a rope that fell from the ceiling and starts swinging]
Guests: *singing* What a wonderful escape!
Sir Trowa: Could, uh, someone give me a push?
*pause* Well, that's it for now! *grumbles* Stupid tests, teachers give me too much homework, mom trying to do work on the computer... well, I'll finish this fic one day. Until then, review! I love reviews =^_^=
Scene 15
[We see Quatre in the castle. He shuffles over to a table, writes a quick note, ties it to an arrow, and shoots it out the window. Though Rashid is perfectly aware of this, he just stands there smiling. We cut to Sir Trowa and his faithful servant Catherine riding through the woods, crossing streams]
Sir Trowa: Come Catherine, over we go! That's it!
Catherine: Thank you, little bro.
Sir Trowa: Come on!
[all of a sudden, a arrow comes flying out of the sky and lands in Catherine]
Catherine: Message for you, Trowa.
Sir Trowa: Catherine! Catherine! Speak to me! 'to whoever finds this note: I have been imprisoned by my father, who wants me to marry against my will. Pppllleeeaassssssseee come and rescue me! I am imprisoned in L-4 castle' A sign! It could lead us to the Holy Gundam! Poor onee-san, you will not have died in vain!
Catherine: Actually, Trowa, I'm not quite dead.
Sir Trowa: Well, you won't have been mortally wounded in-
Catherine: Actually, I think I'll be okay.
Sir Trowa: ....
Catherine: As a matter of fact, I think I'll come with you-
Sir Trowa: No, no, I'll go get help after I complete a daring rescue in my own...
Catherine: Idiom?
Sir Trowa: .....
[Sir Trowa rides away]
Catherine: Well, then I'll just rest here, okay? All right.
Scene 16
[we get to see all of the castle that Quatre's being held in. Everyone, including all 38 Maganacs not guarding Quatre, is dressed up in flowers and singing and dancing. Dorothy has even gotten garlands hanging off her eyebrows *sweatdrop* Well, on to the two random guards standing outside the castle. We see Trowa running up to the castle, but he is still far away. Then we see the same exact thing, again...and again...and again...and aga-oh! Now he's reached the castle!]
Sir Trowa: ....! *starts firing homing missiles at everyone*
Everyone: Ahh! Ow!
[Trowa then...runs out of missiles. So, now we're on gatling guns *y'know, like the ones in Heavyarm's chest* Trowa runs up the staircase, and into the room where Quatre is]
Rashid: Now, you're not allowed in the room unless-ack!
[Yes, Trowa shot him]
Sir Trowa: Oh fair one, I am your humble servant Sir Trowa of Camelot. I have come-oh! Terribly sorry.
Quatre: You got my letter!
Sir Trowa: Uh...you see...
Quatre: I knew someone would come...
[Music starts up]
Quatre's father: Stop that! Stop that! Who are you?
Quatre: I'm your son!
Quatre's father: Not you, you twit.
Sir Trowa: I am Sir Trowa, sir.
Quatre: He came to rescue me!
Sir Trowa: *blush* .... *somewhere out there hundreds of Trowa fans sigh and murmur 'kawaii...'*
Quatre's father: Well, did you kill all those Maganacs?
Sir Trowa: Uhh...yeah...
Quatre's father: I had to pay them fifty dollars overtime!
Sir Trowa: I can explain...
Quatre: Don't be afraid of him Trowa, I have a rope ready!
[Quatre ties knotted up bed sheets to the bedpost and starts climbing out the window]
Quatre's father: You killed eight wedding guests!
Sir Trowa: You see, I thought your son was a lady...
Quatre's father: Well, I can understand that!
Quatre: Hurry, Sir Trowa!
Quatre's father: Oh, shove it. You only killed the bride's father!
Sir Trowa: Well, I didn't mean to...
Quatre's father: Didn't mean to? You shot a homing missile straight through his chest!
Sir Trowa: Oh dear. Is he okay?
Quatre's father: You even kneed the bride! This is going to cost me a fortune!
Sir Trowa: I can explain. You see, I was riding from Camelot, when I got this-
Quatre's father: Oh! Are you from Camelot?
Quatre: Hurry Sir Trowa! Come quick!
Sir Trowa: Well, I am a knight of the round table...
Quatre's father: I heard Camelot has a very nice castle...
Sir Trowa: ....
Quatre: I'm ready!
Quatre's father: Would you like to have a drink with me?
Sir Trowa: Well, that's very nice of you...
[Quatre's dad takes a knife out of his pocket and cuts the rope Quatre's hanging off of, and we hear an 'eep' noise...]
Being so understanding...
[Then a 'splat' noise]
Scene 17
[Back to the main part of the castle, which is full of dead people, and the not-quite-dead-but-actually-might-pull-through-people, who are crying. Quatre's father and Sir Trowa come down the stairs.]
Quatre's father: Well, this is the main hall. We're all going to have all this knocked through, and made into one big, uh, rumpus room.
Random Guest: There he is!
Quatre's father: Oh, bloody hell.
[Trowa takes out his guns and starts shooting even more guests]
Hold it! Stop! Stop it! Stop it now!
Sir Trowa: Terribly sorry. See, I just get carried away...
Guest: He killed the best man!
[All the guests start yelling]
Quatre's father: Hold it! Hold it, this is Sir Trowa from the court of Camelot. He's a very brave, and influential knight, and he's my special guest for today.
Sir Trowa:.....
Guest: He killed my auntie!
[the guests start yelling again]
Quatre's father: Please! This is supposed to be a happy occasion! Lets not argue over who killed who. We are here to witness the holy bond of two people in wedlock. However, one of them, my son Quatre, has fallen to his death.
Everyone: *gasp*
Quatre's father: But I don't want to think I've lost a son, so much as...gained a daughter!
[Everyone claps]
For, since the tragic death of her father-
Guest: Actually, he's not quite dead yet!
Quatre's father: Well, since the near fatal wounding of her-
Guest: He's getting better!
Quatre's father: Well, since her own father, who, when near recovery, felt the icy grip of death upon him-
Dorothy's father: Ugh!
Guest: Oh, he's dead!
Quatre's father: I want his only daughter, to look upon me as her father, in a very real, and legally binding sense.
[Everyone applauds]
And I feel sure that the merger-err, union, of the brave but psychotic, Sir Trowa-
Sir Trowa: NANI?!
Guest: Look! The dead prince!
Guests: Ooh! The dead prince!
Catherine: Actually, he's not quite dead.
Quatre: Yeah, I feel much better.
Quatre's father: You fell out of the tallest tower in the castle, you creep!
Quatre: Well, I was saved at the last minute...
Quatre's father: How?
Quatre: Well, I'll tell you...
[Music breaks out and Quatre starts to dance]
Guests: *singing* He's going to tell! He's going to tell!
Quatre's father: Not like that! Not like that! Be quiet!
Guests: *singing* He's going to tell! He's going to tell!
Quatre's father: Shut uuup!
Guests: *singing* He's going to tell! He's going to tell!
Quatre's father: Not like that!
Guests: *singing* He's going to tell! He's going to tell!
Catherine: This way, Trowa!
Guests: *singing* He's going to tell about his great escape!
Sir Trowa: No, Catherine, it's not good for my idiom!
Guests: *singing* Oh, he fell a long, long way...
Sir Trowa: I must escape more.....
Guests: *singing* But he's here with us today!!
Catherine: Dramatically?
Sir Trowa: .....
[Trowa grabs a rope that fell from the ceiling and starts swinging]
Guests: *singing* What a wonderful escape!
Sir Trowa: Could, uh, someone give me a push?
*pause* Well, that's it for now! *grumbles* Stupid tests, teachers give me too much homework, mom trying to do work on the computer... well, I'll finish this fic one day. Until then, review! I love reviews =^_^=