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A/N: Sorry again...this is taking so long to finish. I'm also sorry for all the spelling mistakes! Yikes! Oh well. Anywayz, I tried to make these good dares...but I'm running out of them so sorry in advance for my non-funniness. Thanx and I hope you enjoy the fic all the same^^
Truth or Dare- Gundam Style#10
"Look at it! Its spotless! There isn't another thing on it that needs to be cleaned anymore. I should be getting paid for this...." Relena mumbled the last of her complaints softly. She had just finished cleaning Wing Zero for the third time. But Heero wasn't convinced it was clean enough still.
"No its not. You haven't cleaned the inside yet." Heero had a smug grin on his face.
"What are you so happy about. The cock-pit is really small. It shouldn't take me more than a few seconds to fin-..." Relena broke off her sentence as soon as she opened the cock-pit door. "Dear Lord help me" she prayed as she entered the smelly room.
Heero suddenly tossed something up to her. "You might need this" was all he said before he sat down and began to watch the festivities.
Relena held the gas mask tightly and glared down at the perfect soldier. With a 'huff' she turned on her heal, placed the mask over her face, and began her work.
~~~~Somewhere in the house~~~~
"Done!" Hilde beamed with satisfaction. She handed the ten-page love letter over to Duo for him to read over.
"Not bad....But you mispelt 'care'. It doesn't have a 'k' at the beginning. Re-do it...All of it" Duo smirked and tucked the note into his pocket. "Hilde, you should consider yourself lucky. Lots of girls would amputate a leg to go out with me"
Hilde splattered some ink into his 'precious' face and continued writing."Are you sure about that Duo....Cause I've only heard that they'd have their-" Hilde was stopped by Duo's hand covering her mouth, she smirked.
"I dare you to say it" he hissed.
Hilde's smile only grew. "Ok! They'd have their-" She was stopped once more.
"Fine, I dare you not to say it....And get back to work! I'm loosing precious minutes here" Duo snapped his fingers as a signal to speed up.
"You'll loose something really precious if you don't shut up" she mumbled angrily, but continued writing.
~~~~Somewhere else in the house~~~~
"Ok....for your first dare you have to....Make up a cheer that says why Quatre is so perfect and awesome and cool and so on!" He smirked as Dorothy got up from her seat and took position.
"Why do I have to do this?" she asked before she began.
"Because you said you wanted to be a cheerleader, so why not cheer for something important and special, like me" He gave his most sweet smile as Dorothy sighed and began.
"Quatre is so great! He really takes the cake! He is so rad! He's someone I shoulda had! Give me a 'Q'! Give me a 'U'! Give me an 'A'! Give me a 'T'!" Dorothy continued this in her 'peppy' voice meanwhile doing complex gymnastics and wearing a very cheesy smile.
Quatre also joined into Dorothy's cheer a little too enthusiastically shouting "Go Dorothy! Go Dorothy! Go go go Dorothy!"
"Uhhhhhhh...Quatre? I'm done. You can stop now"Dorothy tried to cover her smirk but failed.
"Right...Uhhhhh....My next dare is that you forget everything you just heard and saw, got it?" Quatre flushed momentarally, but that quickly vanished when he saw Dorothy nod. "Good"
"You know Quatre...If you really wanted to, I'm sure you'd be excepted to the cheerlaeding yeam without a doubt. Uh Huh! Go Quatre! Ya ya!" She finished with little cheer.
"Shut up Dorothy" Quatre turned and signaled for Dorothy to follow him out of the room...
~~~~Somewhere else outside~~~~
"A little to the left....No no wait...A bit more to the right.......Mmmmmmm, thats good..." Trowa was directing the grapes into his mouth as Cathy placed them in. She felt like a construction worker moving some part of a building.
"Hand" Said Trowa suddenly. Cathy opened her hand in front of him and sighed. Trowa spat the seed into her hand and quickly rested his head back down onto his pillow. "You wouldn't want grape vines growing in my little tummy now would you?"
"I will never play truth or dare with you ever again" Said Cathy sternly before placing another grape into his mouth. She was wearing an arabian style bikini made of silk and gold. Where did Relena get this thing anyway? She asked herself It was probably a Christmas present from Heero She giggled at the thought, but was just as quickly silenced.
"Cathy, now what do we say about talking or laughing? You can't do it." Cathy nodded stubbornly at her 'master/captor' and continued serving the grapes.
"When can I do a real dare? This is totally boring" she complained.
"No one said you had to enjoy it" He replied easily as he turned on his back. "I'm ready for my massage now" Cathy smiled smugly and stepped onto Trowa's back. She used her feet to kick him, hard.
"OWW! Watch it Cathy! This is my dare!"
"No one said I had to be good at this stuff..." She answered as her heal hit Trowa's shoulder bone. She could have sworn the scream could have been heard for miles....
~~~~Somewhere else~~~~
"You jerk!" Shouted Sally loudly, frustration evident in her voice.
"What? Isn't that all woman are good for?" asked Wu-Fie, chasing his 'servant' down the hall.
"For your information we can do more than knit sweaters and clean the house! You saw the wars first hand. Did you not see any woman fighting for Trieze or White Fang or Oz? Yes there are some women who can only knit and clean, but there are also some men who can only watch Sportscenter all day!"
by now Wu-Fie was very frustrated. "I dare you to come back here this instant!" he shouted. Sally could do othiing but obey.
"Fine" she replied coolly. "But I don't have to act like I want to" She returned to him with a look of depression on her somber face.
"Like I care. Now, on with the dare. Because you say women are so much better, I dare you to a duel." He grinned as he handed her her weapon. "Lets begin"
Sally circled him for a moment before going in for the kill and knocking him out at the first try.
"INJUSTICE!" he screeched.
"Like how? I'm just better than you are." Explained Sally as a matter-of-factly.
"I bet you couldn't beat me in my best field" stated Wu-Fie.
"And what might that be?" asked Sally, plainly bored.
Wu-Fie demonstrated a pirroutte (I have no idea how you spell that) and replied easily "Classical dance"
Wu-Fie was right. Sally put the ballet slippers on and fell over instantly. She finally subsided saying Wu-Fie was right, he was better. Only Wu-Fie didn't stop. He was too busy showing off and when Sally tried to sneak away, he caught her and made her sit through the entire performance. Wu-Fie also went all-out and dressed into a tu-tu and tights.
Talk about torture.
~~~~In the closet~~~~
"Noin? Please..." whimpered Milliardo "Help me, please...Anyone? Pagan? Relena?"
The only answer he recieved was the sound of snoring.
"Someone is going to pay for this...." he thought evily as he began to cackle, you know, like a witch.
TBC (maybe)
A/N: I might end the series at this one unless I get 7 or more reviews. I know its cruel to leave you on this little cliffhanger thingy, but I got a bad review for the last chapter and it really depressed me. I'll live though, and I hope this chapter was better than the last. Until next time- minda^^
A/N: Sorry again...this is taking so long to finish. I'm also sorry for all the spelling mistakes! Yikes! Oh well. Anywayz, I tried to make these good dares...but I'm running out of them so sorry in advance for my non-funniness. Thanx and I hope you enjoy the fic all the same^^
Truth or Dare- Gundam Style#10
"Look at it! Its spotless! There isn't another thing on it that needs to be cleaned anymore. I should be getting paid for this...." Relena mumbled the last of her complaints softly. She had just finished cleaning Wing Zero for the third time. But Heero wasn't convinced it was clean enough still.
"No its not. You haven't cleaned the inside yet." Heero had a smug grin on his face.
"What are you so happy about. The cock-pit is really small. It shouldn't take me more than a few seconds to fin-..." Relena broke off her sentence as soon as she opened the cock-pit door. "Dear Lord help me" she prayed as she entered the smelly room.
Heero suddenly tossed something up to her. "You might need this" was all he said before he sat down and began to watch the festivities.
Relena held the gas mask tightly and glared down at the perfect soldier. With a 'huff' she turned on her heal, placed the mask over her face, and began her work.
~~~~Somewhere in the house~~~~
"Done!" Hilde beamed with satisfaction. She handed the ten-page love letter over to Duo for him to read over.
"Not bad....But you mispelt 'care'. It doesn't have a 'k' at the beginning. Re-do it...All of it" Duo smirked and tucked the note into his pocket. "Hilde, you should consider yourself lucky. Lots of girls would amputate a leg to go out with me"
Hilde splattered some ink into his 'precious' face and continued writing."Are you sure about that Duo....Cause I've only heard that they'd have their-" Hilde was stopped by Duo's hand covering her mouth, she smirked.
"I dare you to say it" he hissed.
Hilde's smile only grew. "Ok! They'd have their-" She was stopped once more.
"Fine, I dare you not to say it....And get back to work! I'm loosing precious minutes here" Duo snapped his fingers as a signal to speed up.
"You'll loose something really precious if you don't shut up" she mumbled angrily, but continued writing.
~~~~Somewhere else in the house~~~~
"Ok....for your first dare you have to....Make up a cheer that says why Quatre is so perfect and awesome and cool and so on!" He smirked as Dorothy got up from her seat and took position.
"Why do I have to do this?" she asked before she began.
"Because you said you wanted to be a cheerleader, so why not cheer for something important and special, like me" He gave his most sweet smile as Dorothy sighed and began.
"Quatre is so great! He really takes the cake! He is so rad! He's someone I shoulda had! Give me a 'Q'! Give me a 'U'! Give me an 'A'! Give me a 'T'!" Dorothy continued this in her 'peppy' voice meanwhile doing complex gymnastics and wearing a very cheesy smile.
Quatre also joined into Dorothy's cheer a little too enthusiastically shouting "Go Dorothy! Go Dorothy! Go go go Dorothy!"
"Uhhhhhhh...Quatre? I'm done. You can stop now"Dorothy tried to cover her smirk but failed.
"Right...Uhhhhh....My next dare is that you forget everything you just heard and saw, got it?" Quatre flushed momentarally, but that quickly vanished when he saw Dorothy nod. "Good"
"You know Quatre...If you really wanted to, I'm sure you'd be excepted to the cheerlaeding yeam without a doubt. Uh Huh! Go Quatre! Ya ya!" She finished with little cheer.
"Shut up Dorothy" Quatre turned and signaled for Dorothy to follow him out of the room...
~~~~Somewhere else outside~~~~
"A little to the left....No no wait...A bit more to the right.......Mmmmmmm, thats good..." Trowa was directing the grapes into his mouth as Cathy placed them in. She felt like a construction worker moving some part of a building.
"Hand" Said Trowa suddenly. Cathy opened her hand in front of him and sighed. Trowa spat the seed into her hand and quickly rested his head back down onto his pillow. "You wouldn't want grape vines growing in my little tummy now would you?"
"I will never play truth or dare with you ever again" Said Cathy sternly before placing another grape into his mouth. She was wearing an arabian style bikini made of silk and gold. Where did Relena get this thing anyway? She asked herself It was probably a Christmas present from Heero She giggled at the thought, but was just as quickly silenced.
"Cathy, now what do we say about talking or laughing? You can't do it." Cathy nodded stubbornly at her 'master/captor' and continued serving the grapes.
"When can I do a real dare? This is totally boring" she complained.
"No one said you had to enjoy it" He replied easily as he turned on his back. "I'm ready for my massage now" Cathy smiled smugly and stepped onto Trowa's back. She used her feet to kick him, hard.
"OWW! Watch it Cathy! This is my dare!"
"No one said I had to be good at this stuff..." She answered as her heal hit Trowa's shoulder bone. She could have sworn the scream could have been heard for miles....
~~~~Somewhere else~~~~
"You jerk!" Shouted Sally loudly, frustration evident in her voice.
"What? Isn't that all woman are good for?" asked Wu-Fie, chasing his 'servant' down the hall.
"For your information we can do more than knit sweaters and clean the house! You saw the wars first hand. Did you not see any woman fighting for Trieze or White Fang or Oz? Yes there are some women who can only knit and clean, but there are also some men who can only watch Sportscenter all day!"
by now Wu-Fie was very frustrated. "I dare you to come back here this instant!" he shouted. Sally could do othiing but obey.
"Fine" she replied coolly. "But I don't have to act like I want to" She returned to him with a look of depression on her somber face.
"Like I care. Now, on with the dare. Because you say women are so much better, I dare you to a duel." He grinned as he handed her her weapon. "Lets begin"
Sally circled him for a moment before going in for the kill and knocking him out at the first try.
"INJUSTICE!" he screeched.
"Like how? I'm just better than you are." Explained Sally as a matter-of-factly.
"I bet you couldn't beat me in my best field" stated Wu-Fie.
"And what might that be?" asked Sally, plainly bored.
Wu-Fie demonstrated a pirroutte (I have no idea how you spell that) and replied easily "Classical dance"
Wu-Fie was right. Sally put the ballet slippers on and fell over instantly. She finally subsided saying Wu-Fie was right, he was better. Only Wu-Fie didn't stop. He was too busy showing off and when Sally tried to sneak away, he caught her and made her sit through the entire performance. Wu-Fie also went all-out and dressed into a tu-tu and tights.
Talk about torture.
~~~~In the closet~~~~
"Noin? Please..." whimpered Milliardo "Help me, please...Anyone? Pagan? Relena?"
The only answer he recieved was the sound of snoring.
"Someone is going to pay for this...." he thought evily as he began to cackle, you know, like a witch.
TBC (maybe)
A/N: I might end the series at this one unless I get 7 or more reviews. I know its cruel to leave you on this little cliffhanger thingy, but I got a bad review for the last chapter and it really depressed me. I'll live though, and I hope this chapter was better than the last. Until next time- minda^^
