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Jaden: Nah, I don't own them, but Trowa, Quatre, and Duo are currently in my possession, and I'm looking for Zechs, so stay away!
Duo, Quatre, and Trowa: Help us please!!!
Jaden: Just keep my motto in mind as you read: No, I don't suffer from insanity. I enjoy it quite well, thank you. And now the insanity continues!
Warning: Extreme OOC-ness and there is light shonen-ai in this part...
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What's with Trowa?
Part 2
By Jaden "Flare-Girl" Maxwell
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At the Salon…
Quatre opened the door of the Salon, but before he could enter Shaina pushed him back outside.
"Do not go in there!" she exclaimed.
"Why? What's wrong?" Quatre asked.
"The hair spray, and hair gel we use has been banned by the NHCA."
"NHCA?"
"You hang with me enough to know this, Quatre. The National Hair Care Association has banned the new products we use. They contain toxic fumes that could cause temporary insanity, has Trowa been acting weird?"
"Has he? The poor boy has been looking for invisible eye shadow!"
Shaina threw her hands into the air, "And you left him alone! With Duo, Heero, and Wufei! You'd better get back there, right now! Who knows what will happen."
"But he's sleeping."
"Right now he's acting like a little kid, they only sleep for five minute increments. Hurry Quatre, and tell Duo he has a bang trimming next week."
Quatre got into his car, "Okay Shaina! Later!"
Shaina watched Quatre drive away, "Now it's time to save my stylists."
At the mansion…
Duo was curled under the grand piano, a black teddy bear holding a scythe was being cuddled in his arms.
"The horror…the horror…help me." Duo rambled.
Just then Quatre entered the room, he saw Duo hiding under the piano, "What's going on Duo? Why are you under there?"
"Quatre…it's terrifying…scary…not good at all."
"What are you so scared about?"
"T-t-trowa…he's gone mad…I escaped, but Heero…and Wufei. They're doomed. I can't save them, Shinigami Bear is protecting me."
"Oh no, I'd better try to stop him. Where are they?"
"U-upstairs, in your room," Duo stammered. "Godspeed Quatre, be careful."
Quatre nodded, "I'll be cautious Duo. Just stay here." With that Quatre headed up the stairs to his room. The sound of high pitched giggles and horrified screams got louder as he neared the room. He stopped at the door, "Okay…on the count of three…one…two…three!"
"Hey Cat! How ya doin'!" Trowa trilled as Quatre entered.
"Quatre! Help us! He's gone crazy!" Heero yelled.
"No soldier should have to endure this injustice!" Wufei cried.
Quatre stared in shock, somehow Trowa had gotten into his sisters' beauty stuff, and by some mystery method he dyed their hair fuchsia. They were tied to chairs and Trowa held a purple whip that accented his purple silk gown.
"Trowa! What are you doing?" Quatre asked in shock.
"Playin' a game." Trowa replied.
"A game!?" Heero flared, "This is torture!"
"What game would that be?" Quatre said timidly.
"Crime 'n Punishment." Trowa giggled, "They commit a crime, I punish. Everyone has fun!"
"Fun!? You call this fun!?" Wufei growled, "I'll show you fun, just wait."
"Wufei, Trowa is under the influence, the hair product influence. He'll be like this for a little while." Quatre explained.
Trowa looked at his prisoners, "Aww…y'all aren't having fun anymore? Too bad." Trowa pulled a cell phone out of hammerspace (A.N. Hammerspace is a vital asset.) and dialed, "Hey Abdul, Kasim, can you come get Heero and Wufei? Great…be here in five minutes."
Wufei and Heero struggled to get free from the chairs, but failed. Miserably.
Quatre raised an eyebrow, "Huh? Abdul and Kasim? Those are two of my Maguanac soldiers, what do they have to do with this?"
"Oh," Trowa said, "I sprayed some of the hair spray and put some of the gel into the ventilation system. Everyone in this house will be stark, raving, mad by the end of the evening."
Quatre sighed with worry, he watched carefully as Abdul and Kasim entered the room.
"We are here to serve you Magical Fairy Princess Trowa!" Both Maguanacs cheered gleefuly as they bowed at Trowa's feet.
"Groveling isn't necessary," Trowa said, "Take Heero to the Relena room please, and Wufei…"
Heero interrupted Trowa, "What's the Relena room?"
"We don't have a Relena room," Quatre added.
"We do now! I had this room specially made for Heero, the wall paper is nothing but pictures of Relena, and a soundtrack of Relena yelling 'Heeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrroooo!' plays constantly."
Abdul started dragging a screaming Heero down the hall, "Noooooooooooo! Trowa! I'm sorry! Anything but that! Please spare me!"
Trowa shook his head, "Whoops. Too late for that! Now, Kasim, Quatre's sisters are having a bridal shower downstairs. Lock Wufei in with them, he should enjoy a whole bunch of 'weak women' talking about floral patterns!"
Wufei got a terrified look on his face, "INJUSTICE! No way will I spend the entire evening with those weak onnas! You shall die a painful death Barton!"
After both bad pilots were dragged down the hall to their doom, Trowa turned to Quatre and glomped him.
"Yay Cat! Now we have the rest of the evening together!"
Quatre struggled to get free from the tight grip of his larger friend, "Uh…Trowa…I think you need some rest. We can play tomorrow."
Trowa started talking really fast, "Rest? What is this thing you call rest?! No rest for me! No, no! Not Trowa Barton! I'll stay up forever! Hahahahaha!"
In the Relena room…
"Heeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrroooooo!"
Heero sat in the middle of the room with his eye's closed and ears covered. "Make it stop! Make it stop! Please!" Tears flowed from his eyes, "I'll never take Trowa's hair gel again!"
At the bridal shower…
Wufei sat in a chair scowling, all he had to do was sit here and think about his beautiful Nataku, piece of cake. The onnas could scramble around, exchanging gifts, gossiping, and sewing the wedding dress. No sweat, he was a soldier, he could take it.
At that moment, another one of Quatre's sisters burst into the room, "Iria!" She yelled, "The bride is sick, she can't make it, and we can't fit the dress to her!"
Wufei got excited, 'This is gonna be over in a second, and I can get out of this madhouse!' he thought.
Iria stood up and looked around, "This isn't good at all, we really need to finish the dress, so I guess we could use someone that's around her size. But who?"
All the women grinned and turned to Wufei, he soon caught on to their intentions. "No way…you women are not gonna put me into a wedding dress."
"Lock the doors." Iria said evilly.
Back in Quatre's room…
"Weeee! I win again!" Trowa squealed after winning another round of Mario Party on Quatre's Nintendo 64, "Cat, you suck at this game, but I still love you!"
Quatre dropped his controller and sighed, "Trowa, we've played this game so many times, can't we play something else?"
Trowa thought for a second, "I dunno, Cat! Why don't you find somethin' for us to do! I would suggest strip poker but…"
Quatre's eyes widened at the thought of playing strip poker, with anyone, especially Trowa. Maybe a girl he loved…but not Trowa…
"How about we go to sleep? You look really tired…"
"Cat! How foreward of you? You wanna *sleep* already?"
"Huh? Trowa I didn't mean it like that…"
"Sure you did! But I didn't know we were so far into our relationship! I getcha, yeah, let's *sleep* Cat."
"Trowa, *sleep.* As in 'slumber.''Turn in.' 'Doze.' 'Rest.' Sleep. S-L-E-E-P. Sleep."
Before Trowa could make another remark, there was a knock at the bedroom door, Quatre got up swiftly and answered it.
"Hello…Duo?"
Yes, it was Duo, but it looked as if he had been intoxicated by this hairspray stuff too, his hair was out and he was wearing a prince costume.
"Peasant!" Duo yelled as he ruffled Quatre's hair, "You may not address me as 'Duo!' You must call me Magical Fairy Prince Duo!"
"Magical Fairy Prince Duo!" Trowa trilled, "What's up! You haven't visited in such a long time!"
Duo walked into the room and pulled a small velvet bag out of hammerspace, he took a small piece of paper out and handed it to Trowa. "Magical Fairy Princess Trowa, that's an invitation to my ball!" Duo made puppy eyes, "I really want you to come! Oh, I guess you could bring your peasant friend with you."
Trowa's eyes lit up, "A ball! Really? Okay, we'll be there! Bye Magical Fairy Prince Duo! See ya!"
As Duo was leaving, Quatre pointed to his bag and asked, "What is that? I've never seen you with it before."
Duo held the bag up, "You mean this? My mystical magical bag of doom, from which I can pull anything I desire, except for dates?"
"Uh…yeah."
"It's my mystical magical bag of doom, from which I can pull anything I desire, except for dates!"
Then Duo left.
Trowa grabbed Quatre's hand and pulled him closer, "Cat, I've got something to tell you come closer."
Quatre came closer to his taller friend.
"Closer…"
At this point the closeness of the two boys was a bit too close, that's when Trowa whispered, "Salmonella-fied eggs!"
Then the boy started to crack up.
Quatre put his hands on his head, "I can't take this much longer, I need someone to help me…I know! Shaina!"
"Shaina?" Trowa's eyes welled up with tears, "Tell me the truth Cat— Is there another woman in your life?"
"Trowa…no there aren't any other wo— Hey! There aren't any women in my life at all, except for my sisters…"
"So now you're rejecting me? I thought I was the love of your life Cat! The only woman you'd ever want!"
"Tro-chan, you aren't a woman at all…"
"That's true isn't it? Haha! Oh well! You know what they say, Salmonella-fied eggs!"
And with that, the delirious boy fell on the floor laughing. Quatre sighed, rushed to the phone, and dialed the salon.
One…two…three more rings before anyone picked up, "Hello, this is Shaina's Salon! This is Shaina speaking."
"Hey, Shaina, glad I caught ya. Can you come over and help me out? Everyone's acting really stoned…"
"They're rocks!?" Shaina exclaimed, obviously she had succumbed to the chemical too.
"Oh no…am I the only sane one in this situation?" Quatre asked.
"Please press one now if you think you are the only sane one in this situation and I will set up a hair appointment for you!" Shaina giggled.
Quatre hung up promptly.
Trowa sat on the floor, looked around cautiously then said, "Salmonella-fied eggs!" again and rolled over laughing.
"Trowa, what's so funny about Salmonella-fied eggs?" Quatre asked.
"Exactly!" Trowa laughed.
"Exactly, what?"
"Salmonella-fied eggs!" And he began cracking up again.
Quatre sniffled, "I'm the only one with problems, I'm the only person that's allowed to go insane! And now I'm the only sane person around! It's not fair!"
Trowa straightened up, "Don't cry Cat, it's okay! But we can't worry about that anymore! We have to beautify!" He snapped his fingers and almost every piece make-up and hair products from the local Macy's appeared.
"It's almost time for the ball, Cat! And I think your hair would look great if I sprayed it blue! It'll accent your eyes!"
Quatre sighed….
End of Part 2!
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Most of you probably think that I should be considering mental help right now, but nah! I don't want any help! Review please! Or send me a mail! pyroflareon@hotmail.com