THE GUNDAM PILOTS GO TO AN IRISH PUB-PART 3
Hehehe, it's finally here! Part three of my mischief-making Gundam Wing based mini-series! Bwahahahaha! Enjoy!
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( It's Friday night, and the Gundam Pilots are back at their favorite Irish Pub with Treize, Relena and Zechs. Hilde couldn't come because she is still getting over her hangover from last time. Catherine, Dorothy and Noin decided not to come because they didn't believe they were 'appreciated' last time, and didn't feel like being left out again. Hehehe. And so the story begins...)
Duo: Hey? Is he still here?! ( He spots his and Heero's favorite little leprauchaun standing on the sidewalk outside the pub in his little green costume. That's right! He isn't gone yet!)
Heero: What the? And look at the window! Fixed again!
Duo: Are they serious? Come on Heero! Let's get this over with! ( With one swing of the leprauchaun by his little porcelain head and feet, through the front window he went, smashing it to pieces once more.)
Heero: Ahhhh….
The party walks into the pub, only to notice the sign hanging at the entrance stating ' Dance Party-TONIGHT'.
Duo: Whoo hoo! I love dances! I got's to do me Irish jig tonight! But first, I need me bit o whiskey…( Here's the Irish accent again! He runs in and hops on his favorite red and mahogany stool, making it do a 360. Heero sits down next to him, and (even though he objected) Relena next to Heero and so on, untill the seating arrangements are as follows: Duo, Heero, Relena, Zechs, Wufei, Treize, Quatre, Trowa.)
Bartender: * Sigh* Not THEM again….
Relena: Why would they have a dance at a pub? Don't they know that this will only attract drunk and ugly old Irish men who like to dirty dance? Ahh! I must hide my beautiful body! ( She ducks down under her stool.)
Zechs: I like Irishmen. Treize, are you Irish? I know Wufei isn't…
Quatre: Eek! Relena, relax. We're the only ones here!
Heero: Hn… I hate dancing. It is pointless.
Wufei: You are right. Only the weak fool who cannot fight dances.
Treize: I for one believe it is truly elegant and whimsical.
Zechs: * Sigh* You would…
Duo: Whismiwhat?
Quatre: You can always expect Treize to say a word Duo doesn't know…
Duo: Whassat supposed to mean, ya bugger?
Trowa: Forget it Duo. Bartender! Drinks over here!
Heero: Oh, and Relena, it wouldn't matter if we weren't the only ones here, you have nothing worth protecting.
Relena: Whassat supposed to mean?
Heero: Nothing.
Relena: Tell me!!!!
( The bartender brings each person three tall glasses of beer. Soon, the DJ starts the music, and it happens to be the Bohemian Rapsody [some dance music, ne?]. At the side of the bar, where there used o be tables, is a large wooden floor that is set up tonight for dancing. Sadly, no one is using it, since the only people in the pub are our heroes.)
Duo: Guys, I love this song! C'mere! ( He gets Heero, Trowa, Wufei and Quatre off their chairs, and gets them to follow him onto the dance floor, where he sets up two chairs, then three chairs behind them. Then he sits Heero in the right front chair, and everyone else behind him. He sits up beside Heero and waits.)
Heero: What are we doing?
Duo: Haven't you ever seen Wayne's World?!
Everyone( but Wufei): YEAH!
Wufei: Oh no! No! I refuse! I will not do it!
Duo: ( Trowa holds Wufei down on his chair) Oi, here it comes! ( Starts to sing. ) I see a little silouhette of a man!
Trowa and Quatre: Scaramouche! Scaramouche! Will you do the bandango?
Everyone( except Wufei): Thunder bolts and lightning, very very frightening! ME!
Quatre: Galeleio!
Trowa: Galeleio!
Heero: Galeleio!
Duo: Galeleio!
All( except Wufei): Galeleio, Figaro! Magnifico-o-o-o-o!!
( Heero turns around and puls out his gun, pointing it on Wufei, instructing him to sing the next part. Trowa is holding him still on the chair as he sings)
Wufei: I'm just a poor boy , nobody loves me.
Everyone: He's just a poor boy from a poor family, sparing his life from this monstrosity! ( Everyone stops singing, as the music plays on. You wouldn't ever expect them of doing that would you, so do you actually think they are going to go on? I think not. They all put back their chairs and casually go sit down, starting on their drinks.)
Relena: Heero! That was undignified! Why would you do such a thing?!
Heero: Hn… ( He takes a huge swig at the glass closest to him.)
Relena: Come dance with me Heero! ( A slow song is now playing.)
Heero: No.
Relena: Yes! Come on! I know you want to, because you love me, ever-so-much!
Duo: No, he doesn't, sorry me wee lass. ( Duo decides to bud in on their conversation.)
Heero: He's right, I don't, trust me.
Relena: Yes! Come on! ( She grabs both of Heero's hands and drags him onto the dance floor.)
Heero: No! Re…le….na…( He's struggling to withdraw his wrists from her grasp, but she has double-sided stick tape on her hands.) I.. don't even…. like…you… not to mention….. any….. girls..
Relena: ( Suddenly lets go of Heero and he drops to the floor, ripping the tape off his hands roughly, and landing on his 'backside'. Her expression changes from puppy-love to quizzical.) What do you mean you don't like any girls? ( She said this very slowly, making sure she was actually saying this to him.)
Heero: Relena, I mean, I…..um….well. Hm.. ( Heero suddenly jumps up off the floor and runs over to the island, and grabs Duo off his stool. Duo's drink fly's out of his hand and lands on Wufei, and as Heero drags Duo to the dance floor, a faint ' I'll get you Maxwell' is heard.)
Relena and Duo: Heero, what are you doing? ( Before Duo finished saying it, Heero's lips were pressed against his.)
Relena: OH MY GOSH! Heero no! Get away from that beast! ( Relena grabbed onto Duo's hips and tried to pull him away from Heero, but Heero's grasp on Duo is too tight, so here we see Heero holding Duo's neck, and Relena [ who is now on the floor] yanking on his legs.) HEEROOOOO! ( Heero lets go, and Duo is yanked to the floor by Relena, still holding his ankles.)
Duo: Lena! Let me go!
Relena: No! You kissed my Heero! I won't let you live! You stole a kiss before me!
Duo: I didn't kiss him!
Heero: I kissed him! ( Relena lets go of Duo's feet.)
Relena: I…know. But..why?
Heero: Because, I love him.
Relena: Nooooo!!!
Duo: Really, Hee? ( He gets up off the floor, and stands over by Heero.)
Heero: Yah, Duo. Always have.
Zechs and Treize: Awwwwwwwwwww…..
Duo: Cool! Same here! I mean, I am quite a stud if I do say so myself… Oh! And I love you too!
Heero: Good.
Duo: Let's dance! ( The song 'Stop The Rock' is playing, and Heero and Duo start to do the club dance from 'Boys&Girls'.)
Relena: Whaaaaaa! ( Runs out of the pub crying, and everybody cheers, [including all the readers] especially Heero.)
Heero: Finally! ( Him and Duo go and sit down to drink some more.)
( Now lets go see what Trowa and Quatre are up to! Hm… they are both done their drinks, and Trowa is acting crazy (for him), he is actually talking!)
Trowa: Hey, Quatre, I have a riddle for you. What's big, metallic, and the weakest of it's kind.
Quatre: Um… I don't know. What?!
Trowa: SANDROCK! Bwahahahaha!
Quatre: * Shocked* That wasn't very nice of you Trowa!
Trowa: Sorry, Quatre. You know I was just kidding.
Quatre: Sure.. I have a riddle for you.
Trowa: Shoot.
Quatre: Who is sweet, funny, and the sexiest Gundam pilot?
Trowa: Me?! Aww, Quatre, you're too nice to me!
Quatre: No, Duo.
Trowa: ?!?!?!
Quatre: Hahahaha, just kidding! ( Trowa gets Quatre in a headlock, and throws him onto the floor.)
Trowa: Take this! ( Grabs the spray hose that the bartender uses to fill glasses with beer, and shoots at Quatre, drenching him in beer.)
Quatre: Hahaha! Trowa, stop it!
Trowa: No way!
Quatre: But if I go home smelling like beer, what will my sisters think?! I'm only 15!!!
Trowa: Oh. Fine. ( Puts the hose back, and sits down.)
Quatre: Look at me! I'm going to the bathroom to clean up.
***5 minutes later***
( Quatre comes out of the bathroom perfectly dry.)
Trowa: Wow, Quatre, what happened?
Quatre: Oh! I knitted these clothes while I was in the bathroom!
Trowa: ?!?!?!
Quatre: Hahaha! Just kidding! I used the hand dryer!
Trowa: * Sweatdrop*
( Let's go see what Zechs, Treize and Wufei are up to!!!)
Wufei: Ha, ha, ha, that's a good one. Yah, I remember the time us pilots were on a mission, and Duo said that he was scared because he didn't have food in his mouth. He was probably joking, but I stuffed moldy bread in his mouth anyways. He brushed his teeth about twenty times that day.
Treize: Ha, ha. I remember very well when Zechs gave his little speech about destroying the Earth. Do you remember that?
Wufei: Haha! Oh yah! * in a little wussie voice* 'Earth and space. The two exist together and form a pattern of confrontation. My name is Milliardo Peacecraft. I declare that we will eliminate the Earth, the force that confronts with space.' ( Zechs punches Wufei in the shoulder.) Owwww….ha, ha.
Zechs: Shut up, little man. ( He was sitting calmly at his stool listening to Wufei and Treize's stories.) You can tell you're stupid little stories, but please spare me from the ones about myself, okay love?
Treize: Of, course. I will respect your wish. ( He leans over to Wufei and whispers something in his ear. Wufei breaks into laughter, and holds his mouth so he won't be as loud, and it causes him to snort instead.)
Zechs: What's so funny now?
Wufei: Nothing that you'd want to hear about. Tee-hehehehehe…
Zechs: TELL ME.
Wufei: Okay, okay, Treize was just telling me about one extra-'special' mission you had once. It seemed to have involved you being a woman…
Zechs: Treize! You promised not to tell! That was supposed to be our secret!( Zechs leaps off his stool and flings himself at Treize, who is too quick and runs out of the pub, leaping through the broken window. Wufei runs after Zechs and Treize.) I'll get you!!!
TBC……….
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What will happen next time? Only time will tell….( meaning, we have to see how long it will take me to write the next one!).
* ~Shinigami195~ *