Gundam Wing: Revolution
Session Four
Goddess
By Katsumi Tonicha
Normal disclaimers apply.
//...//
-And so, over the next month, the pilots continued to fight. Marie's attacks never let up, and it seemed as though every time Trowa would see Ashley sitting in her wheelchair, or holding onto something for balance, he would appear very mad at someone. Marie. And the rage he felt he let out during every battle.
OZ was now finished with the mass production of the new Gemini suits, which used a new weapon called a twin blade. It is a powerful blade that resembles a heat shorter, except there is a blade on each end. The ends are also capable of being shot at an enemy. Each suit is equipped with two of these. The name of the suit fits the weapon; the Gemini twins. Ashley continued to direct that part of the war over the comlink. Although it was quite hard to do so, considering half of her forces had already been taken over by the Scarlet Order.
And so the war continued in that fashion. Until, that is, Ashley got her strength back...-
"Are you positive you want to go out?"
"Trowa, for crying out loud, I can handle this! Jeeze!"
"Leave her alone, Trowa, or you'll just make it worse..."
"Ashley, I don't want you to get hurt!"
"If you don't shut-up, YOU'LL be the one getting hurt!"
"You better quit while you're ahead, man..."
"Women are stubborn."
"SHUT-UP! I can do this Trowa! Just watch!"
"Ashley, please, just wait a week or- AAH! You did it again!! Why are you biting me?!"
"I warned him."
"Cos it works. Now, shut-up, and let me do my thing."
And so Ashley had her way.
She got into the Goddess, a Gundam truly worthy of such a name. Ashley picked the paint scheme, and the colors she choose where violet and ice blue. Not exactly intimidating, but the suit was beautiful. The weaponry given to this suit made it perfect for battles where you are seriously outnumbered; which was the exact situation they were all facing. It had a twin beam gatling that was capable of behind stored on it's back and simple gatlings on the chest **AUTHOR'S NOTE: Since this Gundam is for a girl, it has a slight "girlish figure" to it, so think around the Fem-bots from Austin Powers and get a really funny image of my inspiration...**. It was armed with the twin blades from the new Gemini suits, except these had been designed to work like the heat-shorters more. She had the standard vulcan guns and machine cannons of Gundams. She had the missiles, both micro and homing. And, of course, this Gundam was built for flight. It's wings were huge and shaped quite lovely and elegant, something not unusual when beauty is added to a factor of the Gundam. Trowa had tried his hardest to make a "beautiful" Gundam. The wings were shaped like that of a butterfly's, except that they came down in tight blade.(Duo's suggestion)
She grinned.
Oh, this was going to be fun.
"Jeeze-oh-Pete, talk about a ham... She's hoggin' all the glory! Look at her go!" Duo said in awe as Ashley expertly took care of groups of ten suits at a time.
"She's taking out her anger," Trowa explained calmly.
"Oh, right. Well, before a battle, let's make her very mad," Duo said, laughing.
Quatre sighed. That would not be something he would exactly want to take place in. When Ashley gets mad, she gets MAD. "Well, Duo, you are welcome to go do this on your own."
"Duo, you don't want on my bad side!" Ashley sliced up a number of suits and came dangerously close to one of Duo's wings.
"Hey! Watch it! I love my little Demon!"
"And there's problem number one."
"Well," Heero spoke up for the first time, "it could be worse. He could be like Wufei."
"That is injustice, Yuy!! Dare you insult Nataku!"
"Naw, dude. He wasn't insulting Ataco, just you, Buffet."
"Grrr..."
Duo grinned. He was a professional when it came to making people mad. Even in the middle of battle.
-A while later...-
Another battle had just ended, the same as ever. Except this time, the carriers were sent right to Sea Breeze. Marie had probably gave up on getting anymore OZ bases. It just wasn't working.
Everyone had returned back to their quarters to go back to sleep, for this time the attack had come at about six in the morning. Only Wufei is awake at six.
Quatre, however, had remained in the control room to do surveillance duty. One of the most boring this possible. Unless that is...
Something popped up on the radar, moving at a high speed. It would reach Sea Breeze in about two minutes. It was, from the looks, a private jet. Quatre grabbed his gun(even though it wasn't really loaded, it just looked threatening) and walked out.
Quatre was standing there as it landed. He held the gun up at the door, waiting.
It opened.
And Dorothy walked out.
"Uh... Sorry!" Quatre threw the gun quickly. BANG! "Oh, I didn't know there was a bullet in it... Hi Dorothy!"
Dorothy laughed. "Only you would have a gun that you didn't _think_ was loaded."
Quatre suddenly remembered his manners and quickly walked up the stairs to take her hand.
"Thank you, Quatre."
He smiled back. "You're welcome."
Quatre sat his tea down when the door opened. Duo walked in, totally oblivious to the fact that people were trying to have a conversation. He looked at the people sitting at the table. Dorothy...Quatre...Dorothy...Quatre... Ah, that's it! Dorothy had Quatre hostage! No, wait, that is not right. Quatre has Dorothy hostage!
The two sat there and watched as Duo looked back and forth at them. "Is he all right?" Dorothy whispered.
"He was asleep," Quatre explained.
"Oh."
No... Oh, now he got it. Dorothy was here to see Quatre! That's what he heard landing outside. "Well, okay, buddy. Whatever turns you on." He got himself a glass of water and went back to his room.
//....//
"Quatre and Dorothy? Odd as it sounds, it works," Ashley commented. The whole gang had gathered around the dining table after Dorothy left to discuss this very important matter.
"I just don't get it," Duo said.
Hilde rested her head on his shoulder. "Just like I don't get you!"
"It's meant to be," Ashley replied, laughing.
"Could you please stop talking like I'm not here? Okay, so I like her, maybe, just a little, a lot or something, but that's my choice, not yours," Quatre said, getting tired of hearing them talk about him.
"We are just trying to do what we think best for you, Quatre! As your friends," Hilde replied with an angelic look on her face.
Ashley looked at Trowa. "Did he say 'like'? This is way bigger than 'like'."
"Hum," Trowa replied. He had decided it best to stay out of this and let snoopers be snoopers, as had Heero and Wufei. They were mainly there to listen in on this. How can anyone pass up good gossip?
Duo put an arm around Quatre's shoulder. "How about you invite her to come on over here to stay with us?" he suggested, an evil grin creeping up on his face.
"But the rooms are all full. Where will she-"
"Quatre, Quatre, that's the whole point!"
Everyone stood up, seeing their cue to leave. As she walked out the door, Ashley turned on her heel and said, "I refuse to sit here and listen to you do this to him, Duo."
"You really are a work of art to come from a Catholic church," Hilde added.
Duo paid them no attention, but continued to talk to his friend.
Quatre raised an eyebrow. "No."
"You are really a party pooper. I can't even start a good scandal with you around," Duo mumbled.
Quatre stood up. "You have a relationship your way, I'll do it mine."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Duo demanded.
Quatre stuttered for a good explanation. "Um... Well... It means... You go.. have fun with Hilde... in your way... and I will have..no, I won't have anything to do with that... I'll just continue to do things my way."
"Are you insulting how I carry about a relationship?!"
Quatre's confidence returned to him. "Yes! Why don't you marry her, hu? It's not like it'll be any different! You two basically are married, why not make it legal?"
Duo glared. He had no come-back. It was a good point.
So he punched him in the jaw. "I dare you to say that again, buddy!"
Quatre rubbed the side of his face. "You are wrong!" he shouted.
And they engaged in a most wonderful fist-fight, shouting insults(well, Quatre Trying to shout good insults) back and forth at each other.
Duo punched him in the jaw again, nice and hard to the same spot. "SHUT YOUR MOUTH, PRETTY BOY!"
Quatre fumed. If anyone had learned anything about him, you woulds think it woulda been to never get on his bad side, but nope. Duo just kept on provoking and kept on provoking until...
Quatre kicked him.
Duo's mouth fell open. He gasped for air. "Ahh..." he moaned.
Quatre was red in the face. "Well that outta take the fun out of your relationship for a while!" And he stormed out the door, throwing it open and knocking Ashley out of the way where she had been eavesdropping.
"Ow," she said rubbing her head.
Hilde decided now was a good idea to walk in and check on poor Duo, still hunched over on the ground.
"Duo? What happened?" she asked worriedly, bending down to look at his face.
"That...that son of a bitch," he cursed.
"Oh, shut-up. You were asking for it." She helped him into a chair, walked out, and returned with a rag to dab at his busted lip, bleeding nose, and cut brow. However, there were some wounds she couldn't do anything about...
He groaned, trying to get comfortable in the chair, but it wasn't possible in his state. He felt like he'd never be able to sit right again... The God of Death's main weakness... He'd have to put a donut in Deathscythe...
That thought did it. No way was that pretty boy getting away with this one. He'd do something... something mean... something terrible... something-
"Ow! Hilde! I thought you were on my side!" Due yelped, rubbing to back of his head.
"I can tell you were thinking up something, Duo-dear. Just leave him alone. He got the best of you this time, and I'll bet he'll do it again. You really made him mad. Just leave him alone," she said, wiping his brow. Hilde and he wise words, always there to calm Duo down, no matter the situation. He smiled at her, despite the aching pain in his groin.
"Hilde?"
"Yeah?"
"Can I ask you something, and I need an honest to goodness answer here." He cringed. She seemed to have pulled a bottle of peroxide from nowhere and was dabbing at his cut. "You know I love you, and always will, and I'm so sure you think the same about me, and," he paused as she stopped to look at him quizically, "and, you know, if I were to ask you that...THE question, would you tell me yes?"
Hilde sat back on the floor, thinking. "Well, I guess it'd all depend. If under the circumstances in which I would never see you again, I would say yes. If you were suffering from mental disorders, no. I would surely say yes if it was in a romantic restaraunt and you got down on one knee with a beautiful ring and pleaded mercifully at my feet to marry you. That would be a yes. Otherwise, I don't know."
Duo grinned at her, but then groaned as he remembered the agony down under. "Hilde?"
"Yeah?"
"Can I ask you something, and I need an honest to goodness answer here."
"This sounds familiar." She got up in a chair, her feet going numb from sitting on them.
He grinned again.
"You know, if I didn't exactly have a ring, or we weren't exactly in a nice restaraunt, but I got down on one knee," he climbed slowly out of his chair and got on one knee very painfully looking, "like this, and asked you pleadingly to marry me, "he got a puppy-dog look in his eyes, "Oh, Hilde, please, marry me, marry me, be my wife and love me forever, forever make me breakfast and forever make me lunch and forever make me supper and forever make me snack and forever make love, "he grinned, "pleaded like that, what would you say?"
"Well, it would all depend." She got that thoughtful look again. "If you really meant it, I would say yes. If you were under great agony of being kicked in the balls and probably hallucinating from pain, I would have to think about it."
He looked at her with big eyes and a trembling lower-lip.
"But... I'd probably say yes."
Duo climbed quickly back into his chair, happy to get out of that position. "Okay. I'll remember that when I meet the one person that I DO love forever and that person I plan to ask to marry me."
Hilde fumed and hit him over the head.
"I was only joking!! Can't you take a joke! You woulda thought that after all these years of living with me, you woulda gotten used to my twisted sense of humor. Jeeze..."
Hilde laughed. "Sorry, sorry, I hate to add to your discomfort."
Ashley fell over and almost dropped the glass from her hand. "Oh my GOD!!" She turned to look at Quatre, who was looking a mirror, trying to get a Band-Aid on over a cut next to his ear. After he had calmed down, he looked about ready to cry and jump into the room to apologize to Duo. Ashley had convinced him not to. "What ever you did to him, it worked!!" she said, jumping around the room like a kangaroo.
"What happened?" Trowa asked, putting a hand on her shoulder, sitting her down in a chair. She just jumped back up to plop in his lap, grinning. "He asked her to marry him! It wasn't very traditional, but he did!!"
Quatre gasped. "No way!"
"Yes way!"
"Oh my GOD!" he screeched.
"Oh my GOD!" she screeched back.
"Oh my God," Wufei, Heero and Trowa muttered under their breath at the same time, seeing the little happy people jump about the room together.
The little happy moment, however, was ruined as the alarm sounded for more carriers, and they were needed in battle.
//....//
Ashley sat at her desk, chewing on her lip, trying to think what to write. So far, all she had was this:
Dear Catherine,
Hi!! What's up? Not much here.
Or, well, not much considering that Ashley was smack dab in the middle of a war, but.. ya know.
She started to write again, whistling a tune(called something like "The Final Countdown", she couldn't remember).
Well, Trowa's fine, I'm fine, everyone's fine... Except for Duo. You remember Duo, right? He came to bug us a few times back at the circus. The dude with the braid? Of course you remember! Duo's the kind of guy that you can't forget. Anyways, Quatre(you remember him, of course, since he's Trowa's best friend) got really mad at him and kicked him hard. Right in the SPOT. You know, where no man would ever want to be kicked. The land down under. Well, Duo hasn't been able to sit quite right anymore... Poor Hilde(his g/f)!
Oh, that reminds me! My and my snoopy self... Guess what?! Duo and Hilde are gonna get married! When, I don't know, sometime after the war I assume, but, ya know. As for the time being, I don't know where they went... Trowa went downstairs a few minutes ago to get something to drink, I told him to get me something as well, maybe that's what's taking him so long. He coulda fallen asleep on the stairs, though. I wouldn't blame him. I'm about to just slump over this stupid desk now. I'm writing this at, like, two in the morning. It's one of our only times to actually relax. They never attack this early in the mornings.
Scandal on the ship! Scandal on the ship! Turns out Quatre isn't quite as innocent as we thought! He's been seeing Dorothy Catalonia for a long time now... You don't know Dorothy, do you? Well, she has long blond hair, pale skin(like Quatre's, I'm surprised they are not related), blue eyes and a nose and a mouth and feet and legs and arms and a torso. :-) Well, ya know, I didn't want you to be confusing things up and thinking she was missing a few limbs or something. Which reminds me... I vaguely remember Trowa telling me that in a battle, she stabbed Quatre... And I mean, the whole friggin' way through! The sword stuck out his other end! That hadta hurt. I have an odd feeling that Quatre and Dorothy had another fencing match, except Quatre won this one... ahem... Anyway. Wufei still rambles about nothing imparticular, Heero still glares, Duo still jokes around(though not as much as he used to...), Trowa is still sweet, and Quatre is still Quatre. Oki-day! Bye-bye!
TTFN,
Ashley
Ashley put the letter in an envelope and sealed it shut. When she'd get a chance to mail it, she'd only guess, but she'd try to.
Trowa walked back in, trying to carry a liter of Coke and glasses in one hand. Ashley stood from her chair, turning around to straddle it. "Having fin, Ti-Bi?"
"Oh, yeah, you bet," he replied, closing the door with his foot. He sat the stuff on the table by the bed. "If you want some, you'll have to pour it yourself."
Ashley pouted. "Meanie head. I should cast a spell on you."
Trowa raised an eyebrow, but had a little grin on his face. She did this kind of stuff ALL THE TIME. "Really?"
"Really! I have a magic wand, don't ya know."
"No, I didn't know that."
She turned around, then back around, sticking her hand above her head. "VIO-LAH! THE MAGIC WAND!" She had a magic marker.
"Right. And it's magic, right?"
"Damn straight!" She jumped from her seat and hopped over to Trowa(:What a bundle of energy,: he thought to himself). "Watch this!" She pulled the lid off and tapped him on the forehead, leaving a purple spot right in the middle.
Trowa, however, being the all-knowing being he is, got up and walked to the desk. If she had one, she probably had a whole box. Ashley sat on the bed, he legs folding under her, although not-so-tidily(they were just kinda there, as always). She sucked on the sides of her lips, making a fish face. :Ah-ha! Found 'em.: Trowa found the box under a few sheets of colored paper. He got a green one and walked back over, pulling the top off. He sat down on the floor in front of her and began to draw on her face.
"Hey!" Ashley picked her magic marker wand and began to put purple polka dots all over Trowa's face. It looked kinda like he had purple acne, whilst she ended up with stars on her face. "This means war!" she declared, and tackled him, pulling his shirt off and scribbling purple marks all over his chest. Trowa looked down to see she had written "Ashley is here". His face held no expression, something he was known for, but he did take action, pulling her shirt off and began to draw stars on her stomach while she laughed(she was very ticklish). "Trowa! St-stop it!"
He grinned at her and traced the marked from her belly button up to her chin. She stopped laughing, and smiled at him devilishly.
"Yo, dudes, carriers...on...way..." Duo had swung the door open and was greeting with a most odd scene. Trowa sitting on the floor, missing his shirt and scribble marks all over him, Ashley in his lap minus shirt and she had stars and flowers and stuff all over her. He bit his lip, hiding his laughter. "Right. Just so ya know. Join us.." He just burst out laughing. He couldn't help it. "Join us when you get some clothes on! Hahahahahaha!!!" He ran from the door, closing it behind him and laughing his head off.
Marie sat in her chair, pondering what in the world to do next. She found the war boring, but she started it, and she had to finish. Not to mention she hadn't had her revenge yet. :Well, I could wear them down first, or I could lure them in, or I could-:
"Duchess! I have a plan." Thomas Harrison returned to her office.
Marie sighed. "What is it? You'd better not disappoint me this time, Harrison, I swear, or I'll have you killed."
He stiffened. That did not sound welcoming. "Um, yes ma'am. I do have a plan, though, if you would like to go through with the plan of revenge. I could have someone sneak aboard and wire the Bulletproof ma'am to where I would have control of the self destruct mechanism, and when in battle-BOOM!-we'd have him down."
Marie gave him a blank look. "It took you all that time to come up with that? I've been plotting that for ages, moron!"
Harrison lowered his head. "I'm sorry ma'am-"
"Yet... I give you permission. However, I want you to follow through my idea of how this should be. Wire the Bulletproof and the Goddess. Lure the Goddess over land, blow it up, then the Bulletproof over the ocean. They'll lose Trowa, but I'll be he'll survive somehow. Kidnap the girl. Do as you wish with her, just don't kill her. Whatever you do, don't kill her. We'll need her later. I can use her to win this war. Trowa will never do anything to harm his poor Ashley, as we all know."
"Yes ma'am!" Harrison said, a smile playing on his lips.
"Go away, Harrison. Get out, now, before you get on my nerves."
"Yes ma'am!" he saluted her and hurried out the door.
Marie sat back in her chair, sighing and closing her eyes. She really wanting this to work this time. She really needed this victory.
She smiled. Maybe Harrison would come through after all. It'd be a first, that's for sure.
To be continued...
NEXT TIME ON GUNDAM WING: REVOLUTION
The war takes a turn toward it's end by the arrival of friends. The war, however rages around them, and yet again, the war changes.
Gundam Wing: Revolution|Session Five|Nearing the Mark
Session Four
Goddess
By Katsumi Tonicha
Normal disclaimers apply.
//...//
-And so, over the next month, the pilots continued to fight. Marie's attacks never let up, and it seemed as though every time Trowa would see Ashley sitting in her wheelchair, or holding onto something for balance, he would appear very mad at someone. Marie. And the rage he felt he let out during every battle.
OZ was now finished with the mass production of the new Gemini suits, which used a new weapon called a twin blade. It is a powerful blade that resembles a heat shorter, except there is a blade on each end. The ends are also capable of being shot at an enemy. Each suit is equipped with two of these. The name of the suit fits the weapon; the Gemini twins. Ashley continued to direct that part of the war over the comlink. Although it was quite hard to do so, considering half of her forces had already been taken over by the Scarlet Order.
And so the war continued in that fashion. Until, that is, Ashley got her strength back...-
"Are you positive you want to go out?"
"Trowa, for crying out loud, I can handle this! Jeeze!"
"Leave her alone, Trowa, or you'll just make it worse..."
"Ashley, I don't want you to get hurt!"
"If you don't shut-up, YOU'LL be the one getting hurt!"
"You better quit while you're ahead, man..."
"Women are stubborn."
"SHUT-UP! I can do this Trowa! Just watch!"
"Ashley, please, just wait a week or- AAH! You did it again!! Why are you biting me?!"
"I warned him."
"Cos it works. Now, shut-up, and let me do my thing."
And so Ashley had her way.
She got into the Goddess, a Gundam truly worthy of such a name. Ashley picked the paint scheme, and the colors she choose where violet and ice blue. Not exactly intimidating, but the suit was beautiful. The weaponry given to this suit made it perfect for battles where you are seriously outnumbered; which was the exact situation they were all facing. It had a twin beam gatling that was capable of behind stored on it's back and simple gatlings on the chest **AUTHOR'S NOTE: Since this Gundam is for a girl, it has a slight "girlish figure" to it, so think around the Fem-bots from Austin Powers and get a really funny image of my inspiration...**. It was armed with the twin blades from the new Gemini suits, except these had been designed to work like the heat-shorters more. She had the standard vulcan guns and machine cannons of Gundams. She had the missiles, both micro and homing. And, of course, this Gundam was built for flight. It's wings were huge and shaped quite lovely and elegant, something not unusual when beauty is added to a factor of the Gundam. Trowa had tried his hardest to make a "beautiful" Gundam. The wings were shaped like that of a butterfly's, except that they came down in tight blade.(Duo's suggestion)
She grinned.
Oh, this was going to be fun.
"Jeeze-oh-Pete, talk about a ham... She's hoggin' all the glory! Look at her go!" Duo said in awe as Ashley expertly took care of groups of ten suits at a time.
"She's taking out her anger," Trowa explained calmly.
"Oh, right. Well, before a battle, let's make her very mad," Duo said, laughing.
Quatre sighed. That would not be something he would exactly want to take place in. When Ashley gets mad, she gets MAD. "Well, Duo, you are welcome to go do this on your own."
"Duo, you don't want on my bad side!" Ashley sliced up a number of suits and came dangerously close to one of Duo's wings.
"Hey! Watch it! I love my little Demon!"
"And there's problem number one."
"Well," Heero spoke up for the first time, "it could be worse. He could be like Wufei."
"That is injustice, Yuy!! Dare you insult Nataku!"
"Naw, dude. He wasn't insulting Ataco, just you, Buffet."
"Grrr..."
Duo grinned. He was a professional when it came to making people mad. Even in the middle of battle.
-A while later...-
Another battle had just ended, the same as ever. Except this time, the carriers were sent right to Sea Breeze. Marie had probably gave up on getting anymore OZ bases. It just wasn't working.
Everyone had returned back to their quarters to go back to sleep, for this time the attack had come at about six in the morning. Only Wufei is awake at six.
Quatre, however, had remained in the control room to do surveillance duty. One of the most boring this possible. Unless that is...
Something popped up on the radar, moving at a high speed. It would reach Sea Breeze in about two minutes. It was, from the looks, a private jet. Quatre grabbed his gun(even though it wasn't really loaded, it just looked threatening) and walked out.
Quatre was standing there as it landed. He held the gun up at the door, waiting.
It opened.
And Dorothy walked out.
"Uh... Sorry!" Quatre threw the gun quickly. BANG! "Oh, I didn't know there was a bullet in it... Hi Dorothy!"
Dorothy laughed. "Only you would have a gun that you didn't _think_ was loaded."
Quatre suddenly remembered his manners and quickly walked up the stairs to take her hand.
"Thank you, Quatre."
He smiled back. "You're welcome."
Quatre sat his tea down when the door opened. Duo walked in, totally oblivious to the fact that people were trying to have a conversation. He looked at the people sitting at the table. Dorothy...Quatre...Dorothy...Quatre... Ah, that's it! Dorothy had Quatre hostage! No, wait, that is not right. Quatre has Dorothy hostage!
The two sat there and watched as Duo looked back and forth at them. "Is he all right?" Dorothy whispered.
"He was asleep," Quatre explained.
"Oh."
No... Oh, now he got it. Dorothy was here to see Quatre! That's what he heard landing outside. "Well, okay, buddy. Whatever turns you on." He got himself a glass of water and went back to his room.
//....//
"Quatre and Dorothy? Odd as it sounds, it works," Ashley commented. The whole gang had gathered around the dining table after Dorothy left to discuss this very important matter.
"I just don't get it," Duo said.
Hilde rested her head on his shoulder. "Just like I don't get you!"
"It's meant to be," Ashley replied, laughing.
"Could you please stop talking like I'm not here? Okay, so I like her, maybe, just a little, a lot or something, but that's my choice, not yours," Quatre said, getting tired of hearing them talk about him.
"We are just trying to do what we think best for you, Quatre! As your friends," Hilde replied with an angelic look on her face.
Ashley looked at Trowa. "Did he say 'like'? This is way bigger than 'like'."
"Hum," Trowa replied. He had decided it best to stay out of this and let snoopers be snoopers, as had Heero and Wufei. They were mainly there to listen in on this. How can anyone pass up good gossip?
Duo put an arm around Quatre's shoulder. "How about you invite her to come on over here to stay with us?" he suggested, an evil grin creeping up on his face.
"But the rooms are all full. Where will she-"
"Quatre, Quatre, that's the whole point!"
Everyone stood up, seeing their cue to leave. As she walked out the door, Ashley turned on her heel and said, "I refuse to sit here and listen to you do this to him, Duo."
"You really are a work of art to come from a Catholic church," Hilde added.
Duo paid them no attention, but continued to talk to his friend.
Quatre raised an eyebrow. "No."
"You are really a party pooper. I can't even start a good scandal with you around," Duo mumbled.
Quatre stood up. "You have a relationship your way, I'll do it mine."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Duo demanded.
Quatre stuttered for a good explanation. "Um... Well... It means... You go.. have fun with Hilde... in your way... and I will have..no, I won't have anything to do with that... I'll just continue to do things my way."
"Are you insulting how I carry about a relationship?!"
Quatre's confidence returned to him. "Yes! Why don't you marry her, hu? It's not like it'll be any different! You two basically are married, why not make it legal?"
Duo glared. He had no come-back. It was a good point.
So he punched him in the jaw. "I dare you to say that again, buddy!"
Quatre rubbed the side of his face. "You are wrong!" he shouted.
And they engaged in a most wonderful fist-fight, shouting insults(well, Quatre Trying to shout good insults) back and forth at each other.
Duo punched him in the jaw again, nice and hard to the same spot. "SHUT YOUR MOUTH, PRETTY BOY!"
Quatre fumed. If anyone had learned anything about him, you woulds think it woulda been to never get on his bad side, but nope. Duo just kept on provoking and kept on provoking until...
Quatre kicked him.
Duo's mouth fell open. He gasped for air. "Ahh..." he moaned.
Quatre was red in the face. "Well that outta take the fun out of your relationship for a while!" And he stormed out the door, throwing it open and knocking Ashley out of the way where she had been eavesdropping.
"Ow," she said rubbing her head.
Hilde decided now was a good idea to walk in and check on poor Duo, still hunched over on the ground.
"Duo? What happened?" she asked worriedly, bending down to look at his face.
"That...that son of a bitch," he cursed.
"Oh, shut-up. You were asking for it." She helped him into a chair, walked out, and returned with a rag to dab at his busted lip, bleeding nose, and cut brow. However, there were some wounds she couldn't do anything about...
He groaned, trying to get comfortable in the chair, but it wasn't possible in his state. He felt like he'd never be able to sit right again... The God of Death's main weakness... He'd have to put a donut in Deathscythe...
That thought did it. No way was that pretty boy getting away with this one. He'd do something... something mean... something terrible... something-
"Ow! Hilde! I thought you were on my side!" Due yelped, rubbing to back of his head.
"I can tell you were thinking up something, Duo-dear. Just leave him alone. He got the best of you this time, and I'll bet he'll do it again. You really made him mad. Just leave him alone," she said, wiping his brow. Hilde and he wise words, always there to calm Duo down, no matter the situation. He smiled at her, despite the aching pain in his groin.
"Hilde?"
"Yeah?"
"Can I ask you something, and I need an honest to goodness answer here." He cringed. She seemed to have pulled a bottle of peroxide from nowhere and was dabbing at his cut. "You know I love you, and always will, and I'm so sure you think the same about me, and," he paused as she stopped to look at him quizically, "and, you know, if I were to ask you that...THE question, would you tell me yes?"
Hilde sat back on the floor, thinking. "Well, I guess it'd all depend. If under the circumstances in which I would never see you again, I would say yes. If you were suffering from mental disorders, no. I would surely say yes if it was in a romantic restaraunt and you got down on one knee with a beautiful ring and pleaded mercifully at my feet to marry you. That would be a yes. Otherwise, I don't know."
Duo grinned at her, but then groaned as he remembered the agony down under. "Hilde?"
"Yeah?"
"Can I ask you something, and I need an honest to goodness answer here."
"This sounds familiar." She got up in a chair, her feet going numb from sitting on them.
He grinned again.
"You know, if I didn't exactly have a ring, or we weren't exactly in a nice restaraunt, but I got down on one knee," he climbed slowly out of his chair and got on one knee very painfully looking, "like this, and asked you pleadingly to marry me, "he got a puppy-dog look in his eyes, "Oh, Hilde, please, marry me, marry me, be my wife and love me forever, forever make me breakfast and forever make me lunch and forever make me supper and forever make me snack and forever make love, "he grinned, "pleaded like that, what would you say?"
"Well, it would all depend." She got that thoughtful look again. "If you really meant it, I would say yes. If you were under great agony of being kicked in the balls and probably hallucinating from pain, I would have to think about it."
He looked at her with big eyes and a trembling lower-lip.
"But... I'd probably say yes."
Duo climbed quickly back into his chair, happy to get out of that position. "Okay. I'll remember that when I meet the one person that I DO love forever and that person I plan to ask to marry me."
Hilde fumed and hit him over the head.
"I was only joking!! Can't you take a joke! You woulda thought that after all these years of living with me, you woulda gotten used to my twisted sense of humor. Jeeze..."
Hilde laughed. "Sorry, sorry, I hate to add to your discomfort."
Ashley fell over and almost dropped the glass from her hand. "Oh my GOD!!" She turned to look at Quatre, who was looking a mirror, trying to get a Band-Aid on over a cut next to his ear. After he had calmed down, he looked about ready to cry and jump into the room to apologize to Duo. Ashley had convinced him not to. "What ever you did to him, it worked!!" she said, jumping around the room like a kangaroo.
"What happened?" Trowa asked, putting a hand on her shoulder, sitting her down in a chair. She just jumped back up to plop in his lap, grinning. "He asked her to marry him! It wasn't very traditional, but he did!!"
Quatre gasped. "No way!"
"Yes way!"
"Oh my GOD!" he screeched.
"Oh my GOD!" she screeched back.
"Oh my God," Wufei, Heero and Trowa muttered under their breath at the same time, seeing the little happy people jump about the room together.
The little happy moment, however, was ruined as the alarm sounded for more carriers, and they were needed in battle.
//....//
Ashley sat at her desk, chewing on her lip, trying to think what to write. So far, all she had was this:
Dear Catherine,
Hi!! What's up? Not much here.
Or, well, not much considering that Ashley was smack dab in the middle of a war, but.. ya know.
She started to write again, whistling a tune(called something like "The Final Countdown", she couldn't remember).
Well, Trowa's fine, I'm fine, everyone's fine... Except for Duo. You remember Duo, right? He came to bug us a few times back at the circus. The dude with the braid? Of course you remember! Duo's the kind of guy that you can't forget. Anyways, Quatre(you remember him, of course, since he's Trowa's best friend) got really mad at him and kicked him hard. Right in the SPOT. You know, where no man would ever want to be kicked. The land down under. Well, Duo hasn't been able to sit quite right anymore... Poor Hilde(his g/f)!
Oh, that reminds me! My and my snoopy self... Guess what?! Duo and Hilde are gonna get married! When, I don't know, sometime after the war I assume, but, ya know. As for the time being, I don't know where they went... Trowa went downstairs a few minutes ago to get something to drink, I told him to get me something as well, maybe that's what's taking him so long. He coulda fallen asleep on the stairs, though. I wouldn't blame him. I'm about to just slump over this stupid desk now. I'm writing this at, like, two in the morning. It's one of our only times to actually relax. They never attack this early in the mornings.
Scandal on the ship! Scandal on the ship! Turns out Quatre isn't quite as innocent as we thought! He's been seeing Dorothy Catalonia for a long time now... You don't know Dorothy, do you? Well, she has long blond hair, pale skin(like Quatre's, I'm surprised they are not related), blue eyes and a nose and a mouth and feet and legs and arms and a torso. :-) Well, ya know, I didn't want you to be confusing things up and thinking she was missing a few limbs or something. Which reminds me... I vaguely remember Trowa telling me that in a battle, she stabbed Quatre... And I mean, the whole friggin' way through! The sword stuck out his other end! That hadta hurt. I have an odd feeling that Quatre and Dorothy had another fencing match, except Quatre won this one... ahem... Anyway. Wufei still rambles about nothing imparticular, Heero still glares, Duo still jokes around(though not as much as he used to...), Trowa is still sweet, and Quatre is still Quatre. Oki-day! Bye-bye!
TTFN,
Ashley
Ashley put the letter in an envelope and sealed it shut. When she'd get a chance to mail it, she'd only guess, but she'd try to.
Trowa walked back in, trying to carry a liter of Coke and glasses in one hand. Ashley stood from her chair, turning around to straddle it. "Having fin, Ti-Bi?"
"Oh, yeah, you bet," he replied, closing the door with his foot. He sat the stuff on the table by the bed. "If you want some, you'll have to pour it yourself."
Ashley pouted. "Meanie head. I should cast a spell on you."
Trowa raised an eyebrow, but had a little grin on his face. She did this kind of stuff ALL THE TIME. "Really?"
"Really! I have a magic wand, don't ya know."
"No, I didn't know that."
She turned around, then back around, sticking her hand above her head. "VIO-LAH! THE MAGIC WAND!" She had a magic marker.
"Right. And it's magic, right?"
"Damn straight!" She jumped from her seat and hopped over to Trowa(:What a bundle of energy,: he thought to himself). "Watch this!" She pulled the lid off and tapped him on the forehead, leaving a purple spot right in the middle.
Trowa, however, being the all-knowing being he is, got up and walked to the desk. If she had one, she probably had a whole box. Ashley sat on the bed, he legs folding under her, although not-so-tidily(they were just kinda there, as always). She sucked on the sides of her lips, making a fish face. :Ah-ha! Found 'em.: Trowa found the box under a few sheets of colored paper. He got a green one and walked back over, pulling the top off. He sat down on the floor in front of her and began to draw on her face.
"Hey!" Ashley picked her magic marker wand and began to put purple polka dots all over Trowa's face. It looked kinda like he had purple acne, whilst she ended up with stars on her face. "This means war!" she declared, and tackled him, pulling his shirt off and scribbling purple marks all over his chest. Trowa looked down to see she had written "Ashley is here". His face held no expression, something he was known for, but he did take action, pulling her shirt off and began to draw stars on her stomach while she laughed(she was very ticklish). "Trowa! St-stop it!"
He grinned at her and traced the marked from her belly button up to her chin. She stopped laughing, and smiled at him devilishly.
"Yo, dudes, carriers...on...way..." Duo had swung the door open and was greeting with a most odd scene. Trowa sitting on the floor, missing his shirt and scribble marks all over him, Ashley in his lap minus shirt and she had stars and flowers and stuff all over her. He bit his lip, hiding his laughter. "Right. Just so ya know. Join us.." He just burst out laughing. He couldn't help it. "Join us when you get some clothes on! Hahahahahaha!!!" He ran from the door, closing it behind him and laughing his head off.
Marie sat in her chair, pondering what in the world to do next. She found the war boring, but she started it, and she had to finish. Not to mention she hadn't had her revenge yet. :Well, I could wear them down first, or I could lure them in, or I could-:
"Duchess! I have a plan." Thomas Harrison returned to her office.
Marie sighed. "What is it? You'd better not disappoint me this time, Harrison, I swear, or I'll have you killed."
He stiffened. That did not sound welcoming. "Um, yes ma'am. I do have a plan, though, if you would like to go through with the plan of revenge. I could have someone sneak aboard and wire the Bulletproof ma'am to where I would have control of the self destruct mechanism, and when in battle-BOOM!-we'd have him down."
Marie gave him a blank look. "It took you all that time to come up with that? I've been plotting that for ages, moron!"
Harrison lowered his head. "I'm sorry ma'am-"
"Yet... I give you permission. However, I want you to follow through my idea of how this should be. Wire the Bulletproof and the Goddess. Lure the Goddess over land, blow it up, then the Bulletproof over the ocean. They'll lose Trowa, but I'll be he'll survive somehow. Kidnap the girl. Do as you wish with her, just don't kill her. Whatever you do, don't kill her. We'll need her later. I can use her to win this war. Trowa will never do anything to harm his poor Ashley, as we all know."
"Yes ma'am!" Harrison said, a smile playing on his lips.
"Go away, Harrison. Get out, now, before you get on my nerves."
"Yes ma'am!" he saluted her and hurried out the door.
Marie sat back in her chair, sighing and closing her eyes. She really wanting this to work this time. She really needed this victory.
She smiled. Maybe Harrison would come through after all. It'd be a first, that's for sure.
To be continued...
NEXT TIME ON GUNDAM WING: REVOLUTION
The war takes a turn toward it's end by the arrival of friends. The war, however rages around them, and yet again, the war changes.
Gundam Wing: Revolution|Session Five|Nearing the Mark