Don't Drink the Water! Part 2

Peanut Butter Hell

by

Sailor Janus

       Quatre and Trowa sighed deeply realizing that they are going to be in hell trying to make the two five year old gundam pilots cooperate. Somehow, during the entire ruckus, the braided teen snuck back into his room to try and catch a few more Z's, the lazy bum.

       "So how do we get them back to normal before something bad happens?" Trowa weakly asked as he watched Chibi Heero sprint into the kitchen and Little Wufei, making flying and gun fire sounds, running in circles through the mansion.

       "Well first figuring out how this exactly happened would be the best possible step followed by finding a cure. Something they ate or drank must have been tampered. Either that or a bizarre experiment some sick scientist from OZ conducted when they were held captive last year might have finally took affect," the blue-eyed teen said as he watched Wufei racing around the room, before falling flat on his little face, dizzy as can be.

       "WAHHHH!" Little Wufei cried as the two teens shuddered at the high intervals of the boy's cries before he suddenly stopped and looked pretty embarrassed at the fact that he was crying like a baby. "Don't any of you say a word!" the Chibi Chinese boy snarled as he gathered himself off the floor and left the room in a hurry. "At least Maxwell wasn't here. I would have never lived that one down."

       During Wufei's small tear fest, Heero was raiding the bottom cupboards looking for something to eat.

       Finally after finding many inedible things such as cleaner, trash bags, and soap, the Prussian blue-eyed boy finally, found something consumable. An economy-sized jar of peanut butter.

       Deciding that a peanut butter sandwich sounded good, the Perfect Soldier pulled out the huge container, which Quatre insisted on purchasing because every time Duo ever came to visit him at the mansion, the 02 pilot always cleaned the Arabian teen out of peanut butter thanks to his massive stacks of triple-stuffed sandwiches. The blonde often wondered how cobalt blue-eyed pilot could even talk after eating all that peanut butter, but the Duo always managed to do just fine.

       After tugging the large jar into the center of the room, Heero scampered to the refrigerator for bread, taking two slices out of the plastic bag before putting the rest back and closing the door.

       Dropping the bread on the edge of the counter, the shrunken gundam pilot struggled with all his might to remove stubborn the lid from the jar, but it wouldn't budge. Heero, continued to work at opening the huge jar of peanut butter, but because his hands were so small, the poor hungry boy could not get a good grip, not to mention his strength had been reduced severely.

       "Damn jar won't open!" Heero muttered as he stood up and began backing away from the offending container of creamy peanut butter taking out his gun and carefully aiming it at the jar as the boy clicked off the safety. "I'm going to kill you," he said finally pulling the trigger causing the unfortunate jar of extra creamy peanut butter to explode, spraying the entire immaculate kitchen, with it's contents.

       "Mission complete."

       At this moment, Wufei decided to check up on what Heero was doing. Fortunately, he arrived in the kitchen after the jar had exploded.

       "Oooooh I'm telling on you! You made a big mess and are gonna get in trouble!" the boy said in a sing-songy voice.

       The boy in the green peanut butter splattered shirt glared at the other boy as he scoped up a handful of peanut butter on the floor, smeared in on the bread and began to consume it.

       "Ewww! Heero! Dat's gross! You're eating peanut budder that was on the floor!" Wufei wrinkled his nose and made gagging sounds when suddenly the perfect soldier grabbed another handful of peanut butter and threw it at the tattletale, smacking him right in the face.

       "Injustice! Wahhhhh! I'm telling!" Wufei cried out as he raced out of the room with Heero on his heels.

       "Come back you big baby!"

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       Quatre and Trowa would have normally came running into the kitchen after the sound of the gun shot, but decided they had another problem on their hands. Besides, whatever damage Heero just did was done so they couldn't do too much about it now.

       "Don't anyone laugh," Duo grumbled as he walked into living room.

       The two teens dropped their jaws at the sight of the boy's newest height. He was now Mini Duo.

       "Duo! What happened to you?! You-you're little!" Quatre managed to stammer as the boy sighed defeatedly.

       "No clue," he squeaked when suddenly Wufei and Heero, both covered in peanut butter, sped into the room.

       "Unca Trowa! Unca Quatre! Heero shooted the peanut budder and made a big mess!" the Chinese boy tattled, pointing to the dark-haired boy who was glaring at him.

       "Did not!"

       "Did too!"  the two boys argued as Trowa and Quatre dragged them into the kitchen with a very pouty Duo lagging behind.

       "The kitchen!" the blonde screamed out as he stared at the chaos that occurred in the kitchen. Peanut butter was flung everywhere, from the upper cupboards, to the windows and stove, and even the ceiling. "How am I going to clean this?!"

       Trowa cringed at the appearance of the room. 'It's going to hours to clean even half of this,' he determined. "Heero, why did you shoot the peanut butter?"

       The little pilot stuck out his lower lip as he explained his dilemma. "I was just trying to make a peanut butter samwich but the mean old jar would open so I used my gun."

       "Heero, ask next time. And don't use a gun, ever!  In fact, Heero, give me your gun."

       "No!" the little boy shouted as he looked like he was about to throw the biggest temper tantrum known.

       "Heero, give me the gun now!" the green-eyed circus performer ordered the boy who began sniffling before letting loose the loudest sob ever.

       "WAAAAH!" the 01 gundam pilot cried before he suddenly stopped, looking shocked that he was actually crying. "What am I doing?!"

       "Looks like he's back to normal at least for now. Heero, we need your gun. You just made a jar of peanut butter explode because of it," Quatre said as he finally got over his slight panic attack due to the massive mess in the kitchen.

       After grumbling for a second, the boy reluctantly parted with his favorite gun, handing it over to Trowa. "Fine, but I want it back when I'm normal!" The perfect soldier then crossed his arms only to make a face, glancing down at his shirt. "Great, I'm covered in peanut butter."      

       At this moment Duo poked his head into the kitchen, looking wide-eyed around the room and grinned. "Ohhh! Peanut butter!" he cheered, racing into the room and scooping a big handful off the floor that was near the sink.

       "NO! DUO! STOP!"  everyone yelled to the boy who did not listen, shoving the large amount of creamy peanut butter into his mouth, smearing it on his face at the same time.

       "Mmmm! Good!"      

       The other pilots including the two small ones, who were normal for now, gagged, at the sight of the boy eating the substance off the floor, which had, who knows what on it.

       "Ack! Is that even close to sanitary?" Quatre cringed as Duo ate another handful.

       "Nope. Not even if you were to have poured boiling water on the floor beforehand," Trowa answered, shaking his head. "Um, Duo, please stop eating the peanut butter and wash your hands."

       Duo looked quizzically at the four people watching him. "Why?" the braided child asked as his scratched his head with a peanut buttery hand, coating the top of his head with the substance.

       "NO! Ehhhh," his four friends winced, as the clueless boy had just rubbed peanut butter in his hair.

       "Hahahaha! Maxwell has peanut butter smeared all over his precious hair!" Wufei snickered as the boy merely blinked at him, looking beyond confused.

       "Huh?" Duo said as he realized what the others were making such a big fuss about so he began picking the peanut butter out of his chestnut brown hair and started eating it. "Yummy!"

       "Eww, I am not looking anymore," the blonde Arabian shuddered as he turned away from the peanut buttery pilot.

       "Does anyone have any barbecue potato chips?" the braided-haired boy asked as he licked his fingers.

       Trowa knew he was going to regret asking the question but did so anyway, "Um, why do you need barbecue potato chips?"

       The boy grinned at the question as he gave the most straightforward yet disgusting answer possible.

       "So I can eat them with the peanut butter."

       "That is sick and no we don't have barbecue potato chips!" Quatre gagged as he began turning green with the thought of mixing peanut butter and barbecue potato chips together.

       Trowa felt himself growing ill at the boy's behavior and disturbing eating habits. "Duo, that's disgusting."

       The boy just shrugged at them as he touched his hair again and screamed, "AHHH! NOOOOO! IT'S IN MY HAIR!"   

       "At least he is back to well, being his older self. Can't really call Duo normal," Heero stated as the chestnut brown-haired boy looked hurt.

       "Hey!" Duo said as he began to sulk.

       To the two regular-sized teens' horror however, the pint-sized gundam pilots had reverted quickly back to children. This was very obvious when Wufei grabbed a large amount of peanut butter from the wall then flung it at Duo, hitting him in the head.

       "You Meany!" he whined as he too scoped up some peanut butter, throwing it Wufei who ducked, resulting in the substance splattering on Heero's face which resulted in the beginning of the peanut butter war.

       "This is bad," Trowa remarked as he stared at the children battling each other with the sticky messy substance. "Three hyper-active five year olds and only two of us."

       Quatre nodded in agreement. "The world is doomed."

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Author's Notes: I was amazed at how many reviews I got! Thank you all! I'm really glad you all love the fic and I'll be sure to keep the story moving.

Next Time.....

More wild hijinks as the chibi pilots run amok and the two lone teenaged pilots try to figure out how to keep them under control before they destroy the mansion.