Deathscythe Zero: Ok. Now we are going to do stories.
Heero: Ok.
DZ: Now there will be a 1x2 story.
Duo: Titled…
DZ: "Balto."
Heero: Let me guess. "All dogs go to Heaven."
DZ: Yep. But that won't be a 1x2.
Wufei: Good.
DZ: Then there'll be some more like another 1x2 "All dogs go to Heaven 2."
Trowa: Oh dear…
Quatre: Oh my…
DZ: Now. On with the story Balto. Here are your parts. Heero, you're Balto.
Heero: I'm not a dog!
DZ: Duo, you're Jenna.
Duo: W-Wh-Wha-What!
DZ: Trowa, You will be the yellow dog. Star
Trowa: The one that always hit the yellow dog.
DZ: Wufei, you are Borris the goose.
Wufei: INJUSTICE!
DZ: Relena, you are the fat stupid polar bear, luk.
Relena: Man!
DZ: Quatre, you are Muk, the small polar bear.
Quatre: Fine.
DZ: Hilde. You are Rosie.
Hilde: Ok.
DZ: Noin. You are Dixie.
DZ: And Catherine, you are the tall dog.
DZ: And Zechs, you are Steele.
Zechs: Great…
Heero: If you haven't noticed. We are not dogs, polar bears and a goose!
DZ uses authoress powers to turn the Gundam pilots and girls into a goose, polar bears and dogs. And one half dog/wolf.
Duo: You had to open your mouth huh, Heero?
Quatre: DZ doesn't own Gundam Wing or Balto.
DZ: On with the story…
Balto
In the cold winter of 1925. The fastest and most reliable way of getting around was by having teams of dogs pull long sleds. Races were held every year to determine the strongest team. And the competition was fierce…
"Mush!" The musher yelled out, wanting to be the winner of Identerode Dog Race. "Heel up Zechs! Heel up!" Zechs' team musher cried out. All Zechs cared about was winning. He took off after getting his second wind. "Zechs! Whoah! Whoah!" The musher cried out. The mountain ahead squeezed into where only one sled could make it in. And Zechs knew this. The other team was slightly ahead too. "We're not going to make it Zechs!" The little dog behind him cried out, before Zechs kicked him in the face with his hind leg. Zechs feigned a bite to the other team causing one to trip over the reins and having the whole team collapse. Zechs and his team made it out. "Grr. Zechs!!!" The other musher cried out. "Heh heh." Zechs laughed and took off for the finish line. A man on the mountain shot off a gun.
In the town…
"Look it's the 3 mile mark!" Heero yelled out. Looking at the flare with his dark Prussian eyes. He was a dark brownish color with lighter brown under color. He had his goose friend's head in his mouth. "Heero, Get your slobbering mouth off of me!" Wufei the Chinese goose yelled out. Heero let him go. "Come on, Wufei, we can cut around the back and catch the end of the race." Heero said, about to take off on his rail. "No. Nonononononono! I am a delicate country bird." Wufei said. "Aw…Come on. What the worse that can happen?" Heero asked. "Ahh!" Wufei screamed as Heero threw him in someone's pants that were hanging on the clothesline. And jumped and latched his jaws onto the rope and swayed his way to the other side. " Why do I let you talk me into these things?" Wufei asked. Then falling into a butcher shop. The butcher aimed his axe at Wufei's neck. "Ahh!" Wufei screamed. Heero grabbed Wufei's head and pulled him out the window right before the ax nabbed his neck. " Come back here. You thief!" the butcher yelled. Heero looked at him. "You will put me down, Mr. Golden Retriever." Wufei said. Heero let him out of his mouth. "Everytime, there's a race, you run around like you're in it." Wufei said, waving his black feathers at Heero. "Maybe one day, I will." Heero said, standing on a wooden fence. "Whoah Heel boy!" Wufei shouted at Heero. Another flare flared, startling Wufei. Heero caught him and they leapt through a window. "2 mile mark. Come on. We don't want to miss the end of the race." Heero said, his Prussian eyes intent on the flare. "Oh no. That would be a tragedy." Wufei said sarcastically. Heero turned around and took off so fast, that Wufei became a bird drill into the ground. Heero disappeared. "I was being sarcastic." Wufei said.
Back at the carpenter shop, a little girl by the name of Hilde was getting her 8th birthday present: A sled. "Okay. You can open your eyes now." Hilde's dad said. Hilde did so. "Ahh!" She squealed with joy.
Stay tuned for part two of Balto, done Gundam Wing Style!
DZ: I'm tellin you. I'm on crack. I'm at home right now. By myself, with tea, coke steak, and eating dry instant oatmeal.
Duo: Even I wouldn't eat dry instant oatmeal.
Heero: I do all the time.
Quatre: So that's where all the Maple & Brown Sugar went.
Heero: ^-^; Heh heh…