Hello again, fanfic readers! I'm sorry that I haven't been writing lately. With graduation and exams coming up, I've been real busy. Now I have a prom to go to. I barely have time to breathe now. Thanks to all those who reviewed.^^ Now here it is...part seven! Enjoy.
Regular lil' disclaimer: Don't own GW or Herbal Essence. I definitely don't own Sports Illustrated and Playboy, so don't sue
The GW Survival Contest
Part Seven: OZ Is Here!!
:::The g-peeps are in a state of complete shock. Hilde's mouth is wide open, Wufei's eyes are as big as they can get (which isn't too big, and even Heero doesn't have his usual monotonous face.:::
Quatre: *flood crying* Trowa-kun, I'm so glad to see your alive. I-I was afraid Pinkbeard got you.
Heero: Are you okay, Trowa?
Trowa: I am now. *glares at Dorothy* This lunatic here kidnapped me and tied me up to a palm tree, but I managed to escape.
Duo: So how did you break free? Did you saw through the rope with that hair of yours?
Hilde: Did you just skillfully slide through the ropes with that skinny waist of yours?
Trowa: *.* Ummm...no...actually I just got hold of a knife that Dorothy accidentally dropped.
Dorothy: &*@$#@!
Duo: Hahahaha! Looks like your plans are ruined, baka!
Dorothy: You keep quiet, pink underwear boy!
Duo: O.O...*pulls on his grass skirt*
:::All of a sudden, Trowa leaps into the air and does that cool flip twirly thing he did in Endless Waltz. Whipping out the same knife he used to escape, he slashes through the net, and the g-boys and g-girls come tumbling out:::
Dorothy: NOOOOOOO!!!!
Relena: We're free!!
Wufei *somehow manages to leap out of the giant hole he's in with a boost from Quatre*: Prepare yourself, woman! Prepare to feel the wrath of justice! *reaches for his kitana but remembers that thanks to me ^^ its not there anymore; so instead, he pulls the gourd off his neck and approaches Dorothy*
Dorothy: What are you doing? Put that thing down!
Duo: That's a good idea. *pulls off his gourd*
Heero: *quietly pulls of his gourd*
Dorothy: No!! Don't come any closer!! Get away!!!
Cathy: Let's tie her up to a tree and throw coconuts at her!
Sally: Let's feed her to a bear!!
Relena: Let's tar and feather her!!
G-people: O.o
Dorothy: Stay away from me or...or else!
:::The g-peeps pounce on her and all you can see is a big cloud of smoke and Dorothy screaming as she is beaten with vegetables:::
Quatre: *still trapped in that giant hole Dorothy made. How she made it so quick without a shovel is beyond me* Hey guys! Can somebody help me? You guys?! What's going on up there?
Dfire: Well, this is getting gruesome. Why don't we revert to a more pleasant scene so that I won't lose my g-rating.
:::Somewhere on the island, trouble is a-lurking:::
Noin: Can we stop digging now? My arms are really starting to ache.
Zechs: It's so hot and humid and my hair's starting to frizz.
Lady Une: No, we can't stop now. We have to find that treasure for Mr. Treize before the Gundam pilots and the girls or Dfire find out that we're here. Where is your strength and durability as soldiers?
Noin and Zechs: -__-
Treize *sitting comfortably in a nice chair underneath the shade of a palm tree, drinking a nice cold, refreshing margarita*
Lt. Noin, Lt. Zechs, don't worry. You can have a two-minute break soon.
Noin: *grumbling real low* *&%@#!
Lady Une: It's too bad that tape recording and the bear act in the bushes Zechs performed, didn't scare the kids off the island.
Treize: That's alright, Lady. We can find the treasure and leave the island before they notice anything. They're too busy surviving in Dfire's mindless contest and acting like idiots in front of everyone who's reading her fic.
Zechs: It's a good thing we're not a part of it. I wouldn't want anybody seeing me shoveling sand with my hair looking like this. After all, I do have a reputation to keep.
Lady Une: Would you like another margarita, Mr. Treize? Or perhaps I could fluff your pillow?
Treize: No, I'm fine Lady Une. I will call for you when I need you. Maybe later you can give me a back massage and flip the pages of my favorite magazine.
Lady Une: Treize, I live to serve you.^^ I will bring out your entire collection of Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Editions and Playboy right away. *notices Zechs and Noin* You two, back to work!
Noin: *grumbling to herself* I hate it on this island. Like that man really needs more money. He's richer than Bill Gates.
Zechs: I could use some Herbal Essence.
Dfire: And now back to our two competing teams.*.*
:::Back at err...wherever the g-boys and girls are at, things have calmed down now. The gang is now parading around in a circle whooping and yelling like Indians. Dorothy, who is now virtually eyebrowless, is tied up to a tree with a gourd halfway sticking out of her mouth and crude paintings of chibi Shinigamis, panda bears, and circus animals covering her from head to toe. Heero and Trowa are helping Quatre out of the hole.:::
Quatre: What happened? What's going on?
Heero: We got Dorothy. Everything should be fine now.
Quatre: So there it wasn't Pinkbeard doing all those mean things?
Trowa: No Quatre, it wasn't.
Quatre: *approaches Dorothy* So you did the bear act too?
Dorothy: *looks confused*
Quatre: You know. The bear growling behind the bushes? The howling in the woods?
Dorothy: Mfvvp mvvf mwvn...
Quatre: I beg your pardon?
Dorothy: MFVVP MUUF MWVN...
Sally: Maybe you should take the gourd out of her mouth first.
Quatre: Oh yeah. *He pulls the thing out* Did you do--
Dorothy: I HEARD YOU, BAKA!!! And I have no idea what you're talking about--but when I get out of this, all of you will--
Sally: Ok, you can put the gourd back in now.
Quatre: *confusedly shoves it back in her mouth*
Sally: Obviously she didn't have anything to do with the howling and the "bear" in the bushes. Hmmmm...this is getting a bit confusing.
Cathy: If Dorothy didn't do those things, then who did?
Duo: I don't know, but whoever it was is not one of us and is on this island.
Hilde: What should we do?
Relena: We should go look for them.
Duo: Relena, I know this island ain't Australia but it still would be hard to find this person.
Cathy: We could split up into groups.
Hilde: Oh no! I'm not doing that on this forsaken place.
Duo: Well I'm stumped. Any ideas, Heero?
Heero: Hn
Duo: Guess not.
Quatre: Just think for a moment. Where would anybody be on this island?
:::Moment of heavy thinking but interrupted by Wufei:::
Wufei: Where the treasure is, of course.
Sally: Of course!
Trowa: ....!
Relena: It's supposed to be in the southern part, right Hilde?
Hilde: Yes.
Duo: Now let's go kick his butt!
:::Meanwhile, back where the folks of Oz are:::
Treize: Hmmm...I think I like page seven more than nine. Alright now, Lady, the centerfold.
Noin: Pardon the interruption, Col. Treize but--
Treize: Not now, Lt. I'm extremely busy.
Zechs: But sir, there is a large group emerging from the north side. It is probably the Gundam pilots and the girls.
Treize: *jumps out of his chair almost knocking over his mudslide* Then call in the troops! Prepare the firearms! Bring out the Gundams! Send me the Tallgeese II! (I think that's the one he used in the last episodes. Correct me if I'm wrong)
Une: Sir, we're not back at base.
Treize: Ah yes...I remember now. Then what do we have for defense and ammunition?
Noin: We have coconuts, sir. And plenty of them.
Treize: Alright then, prepare the...err...coconuts!!
:::The G-boys and girls are now creeping up behind tropical plants and trees, watching their enemy prepare for battle:::
Sally: It's OZ! What are they doing here?
Hilde: Looking for treasure of course.
Duo: So they wanna play rough, eh? Well two can play at that game.
Cathy: ??? What's up with this place? Weren't we up to our ears in acorns and berry bushes just a second ago? Now we're surrounded by palm trees and bananas.
Wufei: *extremely sarcastic* Let's thank our wonderful, lovely author for that unique and creative mind of hers.
Quatre: Alright, it's now or never. Everyone, grab coconuts! It's the best weapon we have--actually, it's the only weapon we have.
Wufei: *cursing about how elite gundam pilots shouldn't have to fight with coconuts*
Trowa: You don't have to participate, Miss Relena.
Relena: I know I shouldn't...
Heero: Then stay here where it's safe.
Relena: ...but after what I've been through on this island, I'm in a really bad mood and want I want to bash somebody's head against a rock!
Heero: O.o
Quatre: This is it! This may be a rough battle but I'm sure with your experiences on the battlefield you all will pull through. I wish you all the best of luck.
Wufei: All of you keep away from Treize, he's mine. I have a score to settle with him.
Duo: Hope you have better luck than that last duel with him on the ship, Wu-man.
Wufei: -__- Must you remind me of that? And will you stop calling me Wu-man!?
Relena: Be careful, Heero.
Heero: Hn
Duo: *now wearing warrior paint and leaves on his head and skirt for camouflage* Is everybody ready?
G-boys and g-girls: Yeah!
Duo: Alright then! CHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh no! Looks like my innocent lil' survival competition has turned into an all-out beach war! *taps her fingers and looks around innocently* Ooopsie.
Review peoples. Until next time.
Regular lil' disclaimer: Don't own GW or Herbal Essence. I definitely don't own Sports Illustrated and Playboy, so don't sue
The GW Survival Contest
Part Seven: OZ Is Here!!
:::The g-peeps are in a state of complete shock. Hilde's mouth is wide open, Wufei's eyes are as big as they can get (which isn't too big, and even Heero doesn't have his usual monotonous face.:::
Quatre: *flood crying* Trowa-kun, I'm so glad to see your alive. I-I was afraid Pinkbeard got you.
Heero: Are you okay, Trowa?
Trowa: I am now. *glares at Dorothy* This lunatic here kidnapped me and tied me up to a palm tree, but I managed to escape.
Duo: So how did you break free? Did you saw through the rope with that hair of yours?
Hilde: Did you just skillfully slide through the ropes with that skinny waist of yours?
Trowa: *.* Ummm...no...actually I just got hold of a knife that Dorothy accidentally dropped.
Dorothy: &*@$#@!
Duo: Hahahaha! Looks like your plans are ruined, baka!
Dorothy: You keep quiet, pink underwear boy!
Duo: O.O...*pulls on his grass skirt*
:::All of a sudden, Trowa leaps into the air and does that cool flip twirly thing he did in Endless Waltz. Whipping out the same knife he used to escape, he slashes through the net, and the g-boys and g-girls come tumbling out:::
Dorothy: NOOOOOOO!!!!
Relena: We're free!!
Wufei *somehow manages to leap out of the giant hole he's in with a boost from Quatre*: Prepare yourself, woman! Prepare to feel the wrath of justice! *reaches for his kitana but remembers that thanks to me ^^ its not there anymore; so instead, he pulls the gourd off his neck and approaches Dorothy*
Dorothy: What are you doing? Put that thing down!
Duo: That's a good idea. *pulls off his gourd*
Heero: *quietly pulls of his gourd*
Dorothy: No!! Don't come any closer!! Get away!!!
Cathy: Let's tie her up to a tree and throw coconuts at her!
Sally: Let's feed her to a bear!!
Relena: Let's tar and feather her!!
G-people: O.o
Dorothy: Stay away from me or...or else!
:::The g-peeps pounce on her and all you can see is a big cloud of smoke and Dorothy screaming as she is beaten with vegetables:::
Quatre: *still trapped in that giant hole Dorothy made. How she made it so quick without a shovel is beyond me* Hey guys! Can somebody help me? You guys?! What's going on up there?
Dfire: Well, this is getting gruesome. Why don't we revert to a more pleasant scene so that I won't lose my g-rating.
:::Somewhere on the island, trouble is a-lurking:::
Noin: Can we stop digging now? My arms are really starting to ache.
Zechs: It's so hot and humid and my hair's starting to frizz.
Lady Une: No, we can't stop now. We have to find that treasure for Mr. Treize before the Gundam pilots and the girls or Dfire find out that we're here. Where is your strength and durability as soldiers?
Noin and Zechs: -__-
Treize *sitting comfortably in a nice chair underneath the shade of a palm tree, drinking a nice cold, refreshing margarita*
Lt. Noin, Lt. Zechs, don't worry. You can have a two-minute break soon.
Noin: *grumbling real low* *&%@#!
Lady Une: It's too bad that tape recording and the bear act in the bushes Zechs performed, didn't scare the kids off the island.
Treize: That's alright, Lady. We can find the treasure and leave the island before they notice anything. They're too busy surviving in Dfire's mindless contest and acting like idiots in front of everyone who's reading her fic.
Zechs: It's a good thing we're not a part of it. I wouldn't want anybody seeing me shoveling sand with my hair looking like this. After all, I do have a reputation to keep.
Lady Une: Would you like another margarita, Mr. Treize? Or perhaps I could fluff your pillow?
Treize: No, I'm fine Lady Une. I will call for you when I need you. Maybe later you can give me a back massage and flip the pages of my favorite magazine.
Lady Une: Treize, I live to serve you.^^ I will bring out your entire collection of Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Editions and Playboy right away. *notices Zechs and Noin* You two, back to work!
Noin: *grumbling to herself* I hate it on this island. Like that man really needs more money. He's richer than Bill Gates.
Zechs: I could use some Herbal Essence.
Dfire: And now back to our two competing teams.*.*
:::Back at err...wherever the g-boys and girls are at, things have calmed down now. The gang is now parading around in a circle whooping and yelling like Indians. Dorothy, who is now virtually eyebrowless, is tied up to a tree with a gourd halfway sticking out of her mouth and crude paintings of chibi Shinigamis, panda bears, and circus animals covering her from head to toe. Heero and Trowa are helping Quatre out of the hole.:::
Quatre: What happened? What's going on?
Heero: We got Dorothy. Everything should be fine now.
Quatre: So there it wasn't Pinkbeard doing all those mean things?
Trowa: No Quatre, it wasn't.
Quatre: *approaches Dorothy* So you did the bear act too?
Dorothy: *looks confused*
Quatre: You know. The bear growling behind the bushes? The howling in the woods?
Dorothy: Mfvvp mvvf mwvn...
Quatre: I beg your pardon?
Dorothy: MFVVP MUUF MWVN...
Sally: Maybe you should take the gourd out of her mouth first.
Quatre: Oh yeah. *He pulls the thing out* Did you do--
Dorothy: I HEARD YOU, BAKA!!! And I have no idea what you're talking about--but when I get out of this, all of you will--
Sally: Ok, you can put the gourd back in now.
Quatre: *confusedly shoves it back in her mouth*
Sally: Obviously she didn't have anything to do with the howling and the "bear" in the bushes. Hmmmm...this is getting a bit confusing.
Cathy: If Dorothy didn't do those things, then who did?
Duo: I don't know, but whoever it was is not one of us and is on this island.
Hilde: What should we do?
Relena: We should go look for them.
Duo: Relena, I know this island ain't Australia but it still would be hard to find this person.
Cathy: We could split up into groups.
Hilde: Oh no! I'm not doing that on this forsaken place.
Duo: Well I'm stumped. Any ideas, Heero?
Heero: Hn
Duo: Guess not.
Quatre: Just think for a moment. Where would anybody be on this island?
:::Moment of heavy thinking but interrupted by Wufei:::
Wufei: Where the treasure is, of course.
Sally: Of course!
Trowa: ....!
Relena: It's supposed to be in the southern part, right Hilde?
Hilde: Yes.
Duo: Now let's go kick his butt!
:::Meanwhile, back where the folks of Oz are:::
Treize: Hmmm...I think I like page seven more than nine. Alright now, Lady, the centerfold.
Noin: Pardon the interruption, Col. Treize but--
Treize: Not now, Lt. I'm extremely busy.
Zechs: But sir, there is a large group emerging from the north side. It is probably the Gundam pilots and the girls.
Treize: *jumps out of his chair almost knocking over his mudslide* Then call in the troops! Prepare the firearms! Bring out the Gundams! Send me the Tallgeese II! (I think that's the one he used in the last episodes. Correct me if I'm wrong)
Une: Sir, we're not back at base.
Treize: Ah yes...I remember now. Then what do we have for defense and ammunition?
Noin: We have coconuts, sir. And plenty of them.
Treize: Alright then, prepare the...err...coconuts!!
:::The G-boys and girls are now creeping up behind tropical plants and trees, watching their enemy prepare for battle:::
Sally: It's OZ! What are they doing here?
Hilde: Looking for treasure of course.
Duo: So they wanna play rough, eh? Well two can play at that game.
Cathy: ??? What's up with this place? Weren't we up to our ears in acorns and berry bushes just a second ago? Now we're surrounded by palm trees and bananas.
Wufei: *extremely sarcastic* Let's thank our wonderful, lovely author for that unique and creative mind of hers.
Quatre: Alright, it's now or never. Everyone, grab coconuts! It's the best weapon we have--actually, it's the only weapon we have.
Wufei: *cursing about how elite gundam pilots shouldn't have to fight with coconuts*
Trowa: You don't have to participate, Miss Relena.
Relena: I know I shouldn't...
Heero: Then stay here where it's safe.
Relena: ...but after what I've been through on this island, I'm in a really bad mood and want I want to bash somebody's head against a rock!
Heero: O.o
Quatre: This is it! This may be a rough battle but I'm sure with your experiences on the battlefield you all will pull through. I wish you all the best of luck.
Wufei: All of you keep away from Treize, he's mine. I have a score to settle with him.
Duo: Hope you have better luck than that last duel with him on the ship, Wu-man.
Wufei: -__- Must you remind me of that? And will you stop calling me Wu-man!?
Relena: Be careful, Heero.
Heero: Hn
Duo: *now wearing warrior paint and leaves on his head and skirt for camouflage* Is everybody ready?
G-boys and g-girls: Yeah!
Duo: Alright then! CHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh no! Looks like my innocent lil' survival competition has turned into an all-out beach war! *taps her fingers and looks around innocently* Ooopsie.
Review peoples. Until next time.
