*Don't own Gundam Wing, Spidey sense, the elderly or anything else I may or may not mention in this fic. It is for entertainment purposes only. I have no money.*

Grumpy old Gundam Pilots play Bingo... or try to.


"Push.. the door... Maxwell." Yuy barked in a gratedly irritated tone, his cobalt eyes narrowing as he watched the elderly Shinigami fight with the door.. yet again.

"Get off my back!" Duo grunted as he tried to pull the door open. He grunted. He strained. He cursed. He forgot what he was doing. Slowly, the blank look crossed his still handsome features as Heero growled and snorted.

"Oh.. for the love of!" Quatre cried out, stepping past Heero and gaining access to outside via the other door. Trowa follwed behind the elderly Arab placcidly, giving Duo a pointed look that clearly said. "You're sure you're housebroken!?"

The elderly Shinigami frowned as he followed his friends out of the door and into the sunny parking lot. Digging the key out of his overly baggy pocket, he stiffened, then froze, keys forgotten as they turned slowly in his stilled hand, catching rays of sunlight and flashing them gently in the nice, warm, sunny day.

"What's wrong?" Trowa asked softly, standing by the vans sliding door.

Amethyst eyes looked up into bright cobalt, both holding the same expression of 'Oh.... SHIT!!' within them. "You.. feel it, don't you Heero?" Duo said, his voice a low gasp.

"Like a heartattack." Yuy answered back, full of seriousness.

"What is it, guys?" Quatre asked, head turning from left to right, gazing quizically at both ex-soldiers.

Duo took a deep breath and time went back to it's previous Slo-mo. "My Spidey sense is... tingling."

A waiter dropped a full tray, each item landing in exquisit slo-mo, the utensils and glassware bouncing and shattering slowly.

An old, wind up clock ticks off a second in slo-mo.

A traffic jam happens in Slo-mo.

A telephone rings in slo-mo, the person going to answer it dives unceremoniously in a graceful, yet slow arc, their feet slipping on a throw rug, tripping them and sending them to the floor. It takes them five minutes to crash to the ground.

"Them...." Heero gasped softly, his voice hushed.

"Damnit, Yuy. What the hell are you talking about?" Wufei chirped up ever so brightly as only he could from the back of the van, unleashing everything that was in Slo-mo back to real time.

"Them, damnit, Them!" Yuy snapped, lumbering to the van as quickly as he could.

"THEM!" Duo panicked, shuffling slowly to the drivers side of the van.

"Heee... " A cough. "Heeee.... " Another cough. "Ahem... HEEEEEEEEEEERO!"

"Damn... thought I would be able to kill her by now..." The ex-Wing pilot muttered as he groaned into the van.

"Good thing for us, that we have the 'Secret Weapon'." Trowa voiced softly as he climbed in shotgun, nodding to the back of the van as he settled in.

"I heard that!" Chang grumped, settling his homemade Matlock quilt that a fawning Po had croqueted for him.

"Better get a move you ya old fart!" Duo barked as he settled in behind the vans wheel.

Crickets chirped.

"Uhm.. they're getting close, shouldn't we be leaving by now?" Quatre asked nervously, leaning forward in his seat to peer at Duo.

Dogs barked and a building was demolished by a very proud crew.

"The onna's are coming! We need to vacate immediately!" Wufei got excited in the backseat.

Heero frowned down at his boobs.

"Eye... brows... freaky... brows of death... brows of doom... coming to get us all... gonna get us and make us their slaves... gonna eat us.... freaky brows of..." Duo chanted as Dorothy hobbled feebly to the van.

"Shut up and start the damn van ya damn ijit!" Heero barked again.

"Get 'em girls!" Dorothy yelled as she scurried slowly to the van.

"Shit shit shit!" Shinigami took the momentary shot of oxygen to his brain to realize that they were about done for. "Hang on! We're Outta here......"

"DRIVE!" Heero panicked.

"Oh yeah...."

AN: I know.. this isn't as good as it could have been, that's why I'm gonna pull my series down and revamp the whole thing, hopefully, it will be better when I put more time and energy into it. Thanks to those who have read and reviewed! Love ya's for it! That's why I've decided to do a more better job!
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