Don't Drink the Water! Part 8
Trowa and the Chibi Quartet
by
Sailor Janus
After racing around the mansion for a few hours shooting each other with their fingers, and one bad incident where Heero tried to strangle Duo using his braid because the long haired child tripped him, the chibi pilots sat down bored out of their little minds.
Luckily for them however, Trowa had managed to lock up the real guns, hiding the key on a particularly high shelf. Knowing the hyperactive children, they would probably have turned the walls in Quatre's mansion into Swiss cheese not to mention the potential fatality rate was too great a risk.
Unfortunately since the mini gundam pilots had nothing to do, they decided to amuse themselves in another form, annoying Trowa. This resulted in the beginning of the largest migraine known to man.
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"Unca Trowa! We wants gundam action figures! Can you take us to da toy store? Huh?! Huh?! Huh?!" Little Duo grinned as he jumped up and down like a very hyper cocker spaniel.
"Yeah! You promised!" Chibi Quatre exclaimed as he tugged on the teen's shirtsleeve.
The green-eyed circus performer sighed warily. Watching after four children by his lonesome was going to be very draining probably resulting in insanity if not suicide. "No I did not."
Tiny Wufei blinked and pouted. "But-but you did!"
"No I didn't. Stop making things up," Trowa firmly said, as he looked each child in the eye.
Chibi Heero sulked as he crossed his arms. "Unca Trowa's a mean doody head!"
"Yeah!" the braided-haired munchkin pilot agreed as he nodded his head, glaring at the tall teen.
Trowa rolled his eyes, willing the world to end right now when the children decided to conglomerate in hopes of getting their way to the Heavyarms pilot's horror.
"BUT WE WANT TO GO TO DA TOY STORE!" all four chibis whined at the top of their small lungs in a shriekingly annoying chorus.
Trowa's head was already killing him, but the noise the children just made was eardrum shattering. "STOP WHINING!" he yelled in hopes they would shut up.
The little pilots froze in shock as they stared at the normally quiet teen who screamed quite forcefully at them.
Sniffling Quatre began to cry. "He yelled at us!"
Soon the other three mini pilots joined the blonde, bursting into tears of their own as poor Trowa appeared as if he were on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
"Ah, damn it!" he cursed as they continued their waterworks.
Wiping his nose on his sleeve, Duo glanced up at the teenager and pointed at him. "Oooooh... Unca Trowa said a bad word... I'm telling!"
The brown-haired teen with the long bangs gazed down at the boy as the others stopped crying and shoved his hands in his pockets. "And just who are you going to tell, Duo?" He had to hear this.
The cobalt blue-eyed child thought for a second, placing his hand on his chin before answering, "The President."
"Uh huh. How do you expect to do that?" Trowa nodded his head at the little boy. 'Geez, he's even full of it as a child.'
Duo crossed his arms, sticking his nose in the air as he replied. "I'm not telling you. It's a secret!"
"Of course," the green-eyed pilot heavily sighed.
Just then, Trowa noticed they were missing the attendance of two chibis. "Hey, wait a minute... Where are Heero and Wufei?"
"They went to play with their gundams. I would have gone too, but Mr. Tummy started grumbling," Quatre answered as he looked up from a box of cookies.
"Oh crap!" Trowa shouted as he ran off to stop the two boys from destroying anything else.
"Ooooooooh," Quatre and Duo said in unison as the teen looked behind him.
"Eat your cookies and whatever else you two want, I'll be right back!" he ordered the two children, knowing that if he told them to stay, they'd be on their way to Timbuktu by the time he returned. "Don't touch the ice cream in the freezer!" Instinctively he figured they'd run for ice cream rather than demolish the mansion. Or what was left of it.
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Just as a very out of breath Trowa made it to the storage building, Heero and Wufei were sitting in the cockpit of their gundams.
"Great," he muttered to himself. "Heero Yuy and Chang Wufei get your butts out of those gundams right this minute!"
The two children grumbled, acknowledging, that they have been caught.
"Or else what?!" the pint-sized Chinese boy challenged menacingly.
Trowa had just about enough of the two little terrors; this was going to end now. "Or else you are going to get a spanking! Come down here now!"
The two children sighed, knowing that they were defeated, and quickly climbed out of their mobile suits, stalking towards the eldest pilot who grabbed them each by the arm, hauling them off to the mansion.
"Unca Trowa's grumpy," the fun-sized Perfect Soldier growled with a pout on his face.
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By the time Trowa arrived back at the mansion, with the two troublemakers in tow, Duo and Quatre each found various ways to amuse themselves. The blonde Arabian was drawing pictures, on paper this time, and the braided-haired boy was spinning aimlessly around the room as fast as he could muster gleefully yelling, "Wheee!"
Suddenly the little Deathscythe Hell pilot abruptly stopped appearing rather queasy.
"Uhh, I don't feel so good," he mumbled, turning a slight greenish color which sent Trowa into a panic.
"Oh no!" the green-eyed teen cried out as he quickly grabbed the Little Shinigami, rushing him as fast as humanly possible to the bathroom as the others watched.
"Uh oh... Duo's gonna blow!" Heero announced as he and the other children raced off to watch.
Sadly just as Trowa reached the bathroom, the chestnut brown-haired boy retched all over the carpet as well as Trowa's pants and shirt since foolishly, the child was picked up facing him.
"Uhh gross!" the circus performer groaned as he gagged at the sight of the tanish-brown sloop, now splattered on his clothes. "Just great. Regurgitated peanut butter. Why me?"
"Ewwwww!" the other children chorused as they wrinkled their little noses in disgusted.
"Maxwell hurled! Haha!" Wufei snickered, as Trowa and Duo both threw him a dirty look.
"You three, leave now or no ice cream," Trowa ordered the other three mini pilots. He didn't want to clean up anymore vomit than he had to. Taking one look at the boy who looked like he was about to hurl again, the teen dumped Duo off in the bathroom, and rushed off, to change into some puke-free clothes.
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"I can't do this alone," Trowa muttered to himself as he pulled on a fresh shirt to go with his new clean pair of jeans. "Damn, them. I think I have the worst migraine ever! I hope that aspirin kicks in soon."
At that moment a sound of a very large crash rang through the halls followed by children going "Ooooooh, I'm telling!"
The green-eyed teen spun around, faced the mirror and began laughing. "I'm going insane! This is great."
With that Trowa turned his back to his reflection and brought his hands up to his head, "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Wow, Unca Trowa's loud!" Little Quatre quipped. "He hurted my ears!"
Unknowingly, the four chibis had run to the room of the screaming teen to investigate what exactly was going on.
"You better not do dat again. You'll lose your voice again," Duo nodded his head, looking a lot better. Miraculously, the child did not vomit on his clothes. Go figure.
Heero and Wufei rolled their eyes. Apparently, they had reverted back to their former teenaged selves once again. For how long? Who knows?
"Will you two please try to talk normal? The cutesy child language is really nauseating," the Chinese teen drawled as he leaned against the wall.
"Hn," the Perfect Soldier nodded as he agreed as Quatre and Duo both stuck their tongues out at them.
"Thank goodness you two are back to normal. I don't know how much more of this I can take!" Trowa exclaimed, as he appeared a little shaky. The two semi-normal pilots sympathized with him. They were trained to be soldiers and pilots, not babysitters.
"Any idea, as far as what the hell made us reverts to child status?" Heero questioned his friend who sadly shook his head.
"Still no clue," the green-eyed teen sighed dropping his head in his hands. Clearly, Trowa was not enjoying this experience one bit.
"Um, I think I might know that answer," Quatre said biting his lip as he glanced at his friends.
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Author's Notes: Ahhh! I know cliffhanger, but I want you guys to think about what could have shrunk them, hehehe.
Duo: You're evil, making these people have to wait. -_-
SJ: But then they have to read part 9! ^_^ Besides, I'll have that one out sooner than this one since FINALS ARE OVER!
Duo: ;;O_o Damn girl! Don't get over-excited. Geez! I think I've gone deaf along with Trowa now. My poor ears…
SJ: Well, taking in account that it has taken me over 5 days to recover, I believe I have the right to be happy! ::nods head:: Anyway why am I talking to you? Get back to GWPOS4!
Duo: Fine ::grumbles as he stomps away::
Sorry about that! Anyway thank you for the reviews once again, and I should hopefully have the next chapter up, Mon/Tues if not earlier depending on if the site goes down again. -_-
Next Time: Mystery to what caused the insanity to begin with is finally revealed! And you didn't think I knew what caused their height reduction. ^_^
Now
Gundam Wing Pilots On Strike Part 4
::Our joyous quintet of gundam pilots are grumbling outside of SJ's door.::
Duo: I can't believe she made me retch all over Trowa! Sorry man! -_-
Trowa: ::shrugs:: Not your fault.
Quatre: Yeah, I'm sorry I blew my nose on you last time. u_u
Heero: Hn. SJ must die.
Wufei: Ha! Remember last time?! She made us sing!
Everyone else: O_o ::shudders:: Oh yeah.
Duo: Gotta admit.... it was fun terrorizing Relena. ^_^
Heero: Hn. ::nods in agreement with a slight smirk on his face::
Quatre: ::frowning:: She did destroy my mansion even more though. I'll bet her room still looks like a tornado went tearing through it! ::crosses his arms in disgust::
Duo: Have to admit, she was scary last time. Those finals have got to be hell! O_O
Wufei: Yep, the baka onna went completely insane. Wonder if they dragged her off to a mental institution yet?"
Heero: Knowing SJ, they kicked her out.
SJ: Are you guys going to come in, or are you just gonna talk about me outside my door? ::glares at the door::
Pilots : O.O;;;
::reluctantly, they enter her less messy room. The waste basket is brimming with papers though::
Quatre: SJ you heard us? O_O;;
SJ: ::nods her head:: The walls here are not exactly made of thickest substance. I think construction paper would have been thicker. -_-
Duo: Um, hi? ^_^;;
SJ: ::rolls her eyes:: Uh huh. Where is $60 you guys stole from my purse when I was having my mental breakdown thanks the evilness that is finals, which by the way, are finally over.
Pilots: Ummm. -_-;;;
SJ: ::sigh:: You spent it, didn't you?
Pilots: ::nods::
Duo: But you deserved it! ::sniff:: You made a fan attack my beautiful braid!
Quatre: Destroyed my home -_-
Wufei and Heero: Made us look like a bunch of bakas -_-
Trowa: Harassed me with babysitting them. -_-
SJ: How many times do I have to say, IT'S JUST A STORY!
Pilots O_o;;;;;
Quatre: Um, you are back to normal right, or at least normal for you? hehehe ^_^;;
SJ: Other than the Mountain Dew I've been downing, and the grande espresso I had this morning, yeah I'm just peachy. ^_^
Trowa: She used the word peachy? Oh no....she's on a caffeine high..... this can't be good. -_-;;;
Quatre:: ::checks out SJ's cd player:: Good, no boy bands. We should be safe.
SJ: Um, those types of cds do not go into my cd player. ::looks around her now partially clean room:: I need sugar!
Pilots: -_-
SJ: ::rummages through her junk drawer:: Hey! Lifesavers! Anyone want some?!"
Wufei: ::mutters:: Knowing you, we'll probably be poisoned, dying slowly and painfully. -_-
SJ: ::dryly:: Ha ha ha. They're pre-wrapped. ::no takers:: Fine suit yourselves. And here I'm trying to be nice.
Pilots ::choke::
SJ: Very funny. I'm a nice person! ::growls::
Pilots:: Riiight -_-
SJ: ::glares menacingly:: Want to make a bet?
Pilots: ::gulp::
Wufei: Ah she- ::the other four cover his mouth::
Duo and Quatre: Uh hehehe.
SJ: Grrr ::takes out boy band tape::
Duo: Oh crap. We're gonna get it.
SJ: ::opens video tape and yanks out the plastic tape containing footage from Ep 2::
Pilots: Oh.
SJ: There, I destroyed the tape. Happy now? Be grateful, because I am still really mad about the $60, which I needed by the way!
Wufei: Baka onna and her threats....
SJ: ::snaps her fingers::
::Wufei is presently decked out in a pink fuzzy bunny suit, and to his horror the zipper is stuck::
Wufei: Onna! Get this damn thing off of me! This is injustice!
SJ: ::sighs:: I've warned you countless times Wufei... you cannot mess with me, or feel my wrath. -_-
Wufei: But-but-but...You're aren't going to leave me like this are you?! O.O
::the other pilots start snickering as Wufei turns a very charming shade of red::
SJ: sighs:: Fine, I feel forgiving today, but I can't guarantee it next time ::snaps fingers and Wufei is um... Chibi sized::
Everyone O_o;;;;;
Duo: Awww, he's so little!
Chibi Wufei: Eep! Shut up baka! ::glares at Duo before turning to SJ:: Fix me right now onna! ::pouts as he crosses his arms and taps his foot disgustedly::
SJ: Um oops, got to get that fixed. ::snaps her fingers again and Wufei is um...oh dear....a lovely shade of green for such an amphibian::
Everyone: O.O;;;;
Duo: ::smirks:: Gee, Wu-man. You look a little green, hehe. ^_^
Froggy Wufei: ::glares:: Ribbit.
SJ: Um, lets see, this should do it! ::snaps fingers again and suddenly...Wufei is still a frog but....crap SJ's gonna be dead.....Heero is a duck::
Everyone: O.O;;;;;
Quatre: Um, Heero doesn't look too happy.
Ducky Heero: -_- Quack quack quack quack quack!
Duo: Um, I can't speak duck but I think he said he's going to kill you.
SJ: On no... Author powers must be on the fritz thanks to finals! Let me try again...::snaps her fingers again resulting in....uh oh...Quatre is now....well at least he looks cute....a hamster::
Everyone: O_o;;;;
Duo: Um, SJ, I'm fearing you now. Really! o_o;;;
Trowa: Wow, you've really done it this time SJ. -_-
SJ: I know! And there are no pets allowed in this apartment! O.O
Duo and Trowa: ::sigh::
SJ: ::holds her head in her hands:: Okay let's try again...hope this works. ::snaps fingers once again and Heero, Wufei and Quatre are back to normal but where are...damn. Trowa and Duo have been reverted to two Amazon Parrots.
Wufei: Onna! Don't ever do that again!
Heero: Have to agree.
Quatre: Ditto.
SJ: ::shakes head:: I need to do it one last time and try to change Trowa and Duo back::
Wufei: You can change Trowa back but leave Duo. I always thought he was a bird brain. ^_^
Parrot Duo: ::glares:: Shut up Wuffy.
Wufei: MY NAME IS WUFEI!
Parrot Duo : Raa! Wuffy! Wuffy! Wuffy! Eeoh.
SJ: ::sigh:: Try to keep Wufei from killing Duo, please?
::Quatre and Heero hold their hot-headed friend back as SJ tries again resulting in damn it! Duo is back but Heero, Trowa, and Quatre have reverted to....hehe sheep::
SJ: AHHHHH!
Wufei and Duo: -_-;;
::SJ snaps her fingers again and finally all five gundam pilots are normal, or what they consider their true selves::
SJ: ^_^ All better!
Pilots: ::exchange glances and rush out of SJ's room::
SJ: What?! What did I do?! Oh well they'll be back. ::holds keys to five gundams and whistles::
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Author's Notes: Took me awhile to come up with this one so I hope it was moderately funny. Finals were so draining that I haven't been able to think straight for quite a few days, but at least they are over.
The next chapter of the GWPOS (That looks funny!) is going to feature part of DDTW! It's an inside joke on my half which explains everything of this story so expect insanity.
Pilots: ::dryly:: Great. -_-
SJ: That's it! next time I'm just gonna leave you whatever way or animal you were changed to!
Pilots: ::gulp:: Sorry!
SJ: That's better. ^_^
