Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. There I said it.
Author's note: This is a simple humor story, based off of the Christmas spirit.
Merry Christmas Heero!
Wufie Chang, leaned over the small nuclear bomb, he was trying to put together.
"Okay now, the red wire is connected to..." he attacked the wire with the blue wire, and suddenly the timer became to count down. "INJUSTICE! STOP!" He hastily unattached the two wires, and breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay now..." he continues to build the outer shell of the bomb. Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Duo came bouncing (literally bouncing) into the room.
"Here there, Wuffie...whatcha doing?" Duo asked hyperly.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" Wuffie [Sorry...I mean Wufie] asked a slight tone o frustration in his voice.
"It looks like you're building a bomb," Duo said with a smile. "What...or more likely who are you going to blow up?"
"I'm not going to blow up anything. This is Heero's Christmas present. Now go away...you're distracting me!" Wufei yelled as he pulled out his beloved sword. Duo backed away frightenedly and ran through the door. [Yes folks...actually through the door] Wufie sighed. "Peace at last.."
and with that he turned his attention back to the finished explosive. Suddenly Duo came running back into Wufei's room, a angry Heero chasing him. Heero had his trusty gun in hand. Wufie covered the bomb, with his body.
"Don't hit the..." Before he could finish, Duo tripped over him, and Wufei heard the bomb powered up. "...BOMB! RUN!" Wufei and Duo crashed through the window, while Heero stood in place, a faint smile on his face.
"Mission Accepted..." A mile down the road, Wufei stopped long enough to ask where Heero was. Then an ear splitting boom, sounded, and Heero when flying ahead of them. He had third degree burns, and every bone in his body was broken, but he was alive. [Doesn't he always live?] Before Heero passed out from, the lack of blood, he heard Wufei say...
"Merry Christmas Heero!"
Author's note: This is a simple humor story, based off of the Christmas spirit.
Merry Christmas Heero!
Wufie Chang, leaned over the small nuclear bomb, he was trying to put together.
"Okay now, the red wire is connected to..." he attacked the wire with the blue wire, and suddenly the timer became to count down. "INJUSTICE! STOP!" He hastily unattached the two wires, and breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay now..." he continues to build the outer shell of the bomb. Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Duo came bouncing (literally bouncing) into the room.
"Here there, Wuffie...whatcha doing?" Duo asked hyperly.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" Wuffie [Sorry...I mean Wufie] asked a slight tone o frustration in his voice.
"It looks like you're building a bomb," Duo said with a smile. "What...or more likely who are you going to blow up?"
"I'm not going to blow up anything. This is Heero's Christmas present. Now go away...you're distracting me!" Wufei yelled as he pulled out his beloved sword. Duo backed away frightenedly and ran through the door. [Yes folks...actually through the door] Wufie sighed. "Peace at last.."
and with that he turned his attention back to the finished explosive. Suddenly Duo came running back into Wufei's room, a angry Heero chasing him. Heero had his trusty gun in hand. Wufie covered the bomb, with his body.
"Don't hit the..." Before he could finish, Duo tripped over him, and Wufei heard the bomb powered up. "...BOMB! RUN!" Wufei and Duo crashed through the window, while Heero stood in place, a faint smile on his face.
"Mission Accepted..." A mile down the road, Wufei stopped long enough to ask where Heero was. Then an ear splitting boom, sounded, and Heero when flying ahead of them. He had third degree burns, and every bone in his body was broken, but he was alive. [Doesn't he always live?] Before Heero passed out from, the lack of blood, he heard Wufei say...
"Merry Christmas Heero!"
