Legal Crap: Do I really need to say this again? Gundam, its characters and their illumines hair do not belong to me. So, to you lawyers, go back to chasing those ambulances, you haven't got anything on me...
Battle of the Blondes:
Part V: Horribly Tangled
Quatre opened his bloodshot eyes and sat up with a groan. He wasn't sure why, but something told him he didn't want to know why he was in the middle of Trowa's circus, with only a drooling, sleeping Duo laying on top of him. Quatre shuddered in disgust as he wiped Duo's saliva off his face.
'Where'd everyone go?' Quatre wondered, gently shoving Duo off of him so he could stand. Scouring the area, he discovered a small, terse note on one of the monkey cages. It read:
Quatre-
Went to go kill Relena. Borrowed your car. Figured you wouldn't mind.
~ Trowa, Heero and Wufei
Quatre let out an exasperated sigh. 'What's the point of revenge if I don't even get the satisfaction of seeing her die?' Poking Duo hard in the ribs, he looked for a means of getting to where ever Relena and the others were. 'Elephant? No, too smelly. Catherine's Jeep, maybe? No, showing up in a hot pink Barbie car would give people the wrong ideas.'
Duo, still in a dreamy trance, looked up and mumbled, "Mmmm, Heero, motorcycles ARE more fun when you're naked..."
'That's it! No,' Quatre shivered, 'NOT the naked part... Motorcycle! Trowa has a motorcycle!' "Thanks Duo!" Quatre called back as he ran to where Trowa kept his green motorcycle.
Hopping on the foreign vehicle, Quatre had only two things on his mind: 'I hope I don't die getting there' and 'I can't wait to watch Relena finally die'.
*~*~*
After a few hours of driving, Trowa, Heero and Wufei had arrived to the battlefield: Winner Mansion. Yes, crouched outside the huge estate were Relena, Lady Une, Hilde and Mariemaia, dressed in camouflage spandex tops and mini skirts.
The Gundam trio silently ducked into a nearby bush on the opposite side of the grandiose front yard. "Stupid, weak onnas, in their stupid, weak battle attire," Wufei grumbled.
Heero elbowed the Chinese pilot hard in the ribs, causing him to yelp. "If you're saying you don't want to be a part of killing them, then- "
His remark was addressed by vigorous shakes of the head by both Wufei and Trowa.
"Good, I'll go in and distract them, you two have your guns armed and ready," The Perfect Soldier commanded, a vicious twinkle in his eye.
*~*~*
Duo stood up and looked around. What was he doing at Trowa's circus, again? He shrugged; if he didn't remember, it probably wasn't all that important. Instead of sticking around, his stomach instructed him to go home and grab something to eat. 'Hm, I wonder if Quatre has any leftover cinnamon buns?'
*~*~*
After checking all of Relena's normal hideouts, Quatre decided to give up for the day and head home. 'I'll give her the night, how far can she run?'
*~*~*
Heero held his breath and stood up from his hiding spot in the azaleas and walked toward the girls' 'base'. Within seconds, a familiar "Squee!" was heard echoing from the bushes, followed by the emerging of an all too familiar mustard-haired girl.
"Heero!" Relena squealed, glomping the Perfect Soldier. "What were you doing over there, silly? I've missed you soooooo much!" She continued on, ignoring the fact that Heero was making strange signals to the bush from which he'd ascended.
From the holly bush, Trowa was getting rather confused. 'Does that signal mean shoot her, or wait? I'd better wait. Maybe Wufei would know. Oh well, something will happen.'
On the other side, Relena's actions were being met with mixed reactions. "How sweet!" Hilde giggled. "Lady Une, isn't that cute?"
"Oh yes, very," Good Lady Une replied, smiling.
"More like very nauseating," Bad Lady Une grumbled, sticking her finger in her mouth to display her disgust.
"How boring Miss Relena is," Mariemaia reflected.
Dorothy growled. "That's it! I'm not letting another perfectly good battle be ended just because of Miss Relena's weakness for that... boy." Aiming her gun, she prepared to fire.
*~*~*
Duo opened the iron gate just in time to see a shot be fired from the bushes and impale Heero straight through the gut and a second time through the chest. When Heero had hit the ground with a thud, a certain sinister, cockroach-eyebrowed girl hopped up and down in the bushes in triumph.
"I finally did it! I did what Mr. Trieze and Mr. Milliardo could never do! I killed Heero Yuy!"
"Oh my God," Duo yelped, "you killed Heero!"
From the bushes, Duo could just hear Wufei's voice shout "Kisama!"
Pausing from her victory dance, Dorothy looked around. "What was that?"
Hilde stood up, confused. "What was what? Oh, hi Duo!"
"Hey Hilde!"
"That noise in the bushes over there. We're under attack!"
Hopping into action, Trowa and Wufei stood up, guns aimed straight at the pacifist war leader. "Finally," Wufei whispered, smiling, "the day has come to prove just how weak you really are compared to us."
Battle of the Blondes:
Part V: Horribly Tangled
Quatre opened his bloodshot eyes and sat up with a groan. He wasn't sure why, but something told him he didn't want to know why he was in the middle of Trowa's circus, with only a drooling, sleeping Duo laying on top of him. Quatre shuddered in disgust as he wiped Duo's saliva off his face.
'Where'd everyone go?' Quatre wondered, gently shoving Duo off of him so he could stand. Scouring the area, he discovered a small, terse note on one of the monkey cages. It read:
Quatre-
Went to go kill Relena. Borrowed your car. Figured you wouldn't mind.
~ Trowa, Heero and Wufei
Quatre let out an exasperated sigh. 'What's the point of revenge if I don't even get the satisfaction of seeing her die?' Poking Duo hard in the ribs, he looked for a means of getting to where ever Relena and the others were. 'Elephant? No, too smelly. Catherine's Jeep, maybe? No, showing up in a hot pink Barbie car would give people the wrong ideas.'
Duo, still in a dreamy trance, looked up and mumbled, "Mmmm, Heero, motorcycles ARE more fun when you're naked..."
'That's it! No,' Quatre shivered, 'NOT the naked part... Motorcycle! Trowa has a motorcycle!' "Thanks Duo!" Quatre called back as he ran to where Trowa kept his green motorcycle.
Hopping on the foreign vehicle, Quatre had only two things on his mind: 'I hope I don't die getting there' and 'I can't wait to watch Relena finally die'.
*~*~*
After a few hours of driving, Trowa, Heero and Wufei had arrived to the battlefield: Winner Mansion. Yes, crouched outside the huge estate were Relena, Lady Une, Hilde and Mariemaia, dressed in camouflage spandex tops and mini skirts.
The Gundam trio silently ducked into a nearby bush on the opposite side of the grandiose front yard. "Stupid, weak onnas, in their stupid, weak battle attire," Wufei grumbled.
Heero elbowed the Chinese pilot hard in the ribs, causing him to yelp. "If you're saying you don't want to be a part of killing them, then- "
His remark was addressed by vigorous shakes of the head by both Wufei and Trowa.
"Good, I'll go in and distract them, you two have your guns armed and ready," The Perfect Soldier commanded, a vicious twinkle in his eye.
*~*~*
Duo stood up and looked around. What was he doing at Trowa's circus, again? He shrugged; if he didn't remember, it probably wasn't all that important. Instead of sticking around, his stomach instructed him to go home and grab something to eat. 'Hm, I wonder if Quatre has any leftover cinnamon buns?'
*~*~*
After checking all of Relena's normal hideouts, Quatre decided to give up for the day and head home. 'I'll give her the night, how far can she run?'
*~*~*
Heero held his breath and stood up from his hiding spot in the azaleas and walked toward the girls' 'base'. Within seconds, a familiar "Squee!" was heard echoing from the bushes, followed by the emerging of an all too familiar mustard-haired girl.
"Heero!" Relena squealed, glomping the Perfect Soldier. "What were you doing over there, silly? I've missed you soooooo much!" She continued on, ignoring the fact that Heero was making strange signals to the bush from which he'd ascended.
From the holly bush, Trowa was getting rather confused. 'Does that signal mean shoot her, or wait? I'd better wait. Maybe Wufei would know. Oh well, something will happen.'
On the other side, Relena's actions were being met with mixed reactions. "How sweet!" Hilde giggled. "Lady Une, isn't that cute?"
"Oh yes, very," Good Lady Une replied, smiling.
"More like very nauseating," Bad Lady Une grumbled, sticking her finger in her mouth to display her disgust.
"How boring Miss Relena is," Mariemaia reflected.
Dorothy growled. "That's it! I'm not letting another perfectly good battle be ended just because of Miss Relena's weakness for that... boy." Aiming her gun, she prepared to fire.
*~*~*
Duo opened the iron gate just in time to see a shot be fired from the bushes and impale Heero straight through the gut and a second time through the chest. When Heero had hit the ground with a thud, a certain sinister, cockroach-eyebrowed girl hopped up and down in the bushes in triumph.
"I finally did it! I did what Mr. Trieze and Mr. Milliardo could never do! I killed Heero Yuy!"
"Oh my God," Duo yelped, "you killed Heero!"
From the bushes, Duo could just hear Wufei's voice shout "Kisama!"
Pausing from her victory dance, Dorothy looked around. "What was that?"
Hilde stood up, confused. "What was what? Oh, hi Duo!"
"Hey Hilde!"
"That noise in the bushes over there. We're under attack!"
Hopping into action, Trowa and Wufei stood up, guns aimed straight at the pacifist war leader. "Finally," Wufei whispered, smiling, "the day has come to prove just how weak you really are compared to us."