Miranda Shadowind
Author's Note: This one features the chibi Gundam crew at 9 years old (YES! Another chibi fic! >D).
Head councilor Tuberov Lee watched from his lawn chair in disgust as buses and cars filled with campers poured in and parked by the main building and signup tables. He despised children, and yet he had gotten stuck with this horrid job of overseeing them for a week. Already he could sense trouble brewing...
Elsewhere nearby, Dorothy Catalonia had barely stepped out of her limo when one twice as long zipped past her then parked. "HEY! How dare you have a bigger limo than me! Just who do you think you are?!" she yelled, shaking a fist at the driver.
The limo doors slid open on both sides, and out poured all 31 members of the Winner family. Most of them were female and too old for summer camp, but finally, Quatre managed to squeeze his way to the front, face covered in good-bye kisses from his older sisters.
He started to whipe off the lipstick when another loud female voice yelled out "'ey, Quatre! Fancy meetin' ye 'ere!"
Quatre turned around to see Krysta running toward him waving, followed by her exhausted parents. "Yeah I know! Cool huh?"
"Aye! ...Wha the bloody 'ell?!" Krysta came to a halt as several rag-tag children stepped off the bus from Maxwell Church, Duo included. Quatre waved him over, but Krysta just scratched her head. "Wha're ye doing on a bloody church bus Duo?"
Duo shrugged. "Mamma said it would be faster if I took the bus to camp with the others instead of her and Daddy doing all that unnecessary driving." That seemed logical enough, since it was Sunday, but given Duo's priestly attire, his friends weren't quite so sure it was the entire truth.
Quatre looked around and noticed a pouting figure leaning against a tree nearby. "That your brother Krys?" he asked Krysta, gesturing to the figure. She nodded. "What's he doing over there? Isn't he coming?"
Krysta laughed. "Nae, 'e's bloody grounded. Kayle always be gettin' 'imself into a sticky wicket right 'afore something bloody good 'appens!"
"I 'eard tha! Ye jus' wait until next year!" Kayle yelled at his twin sister.
"Tha's wha ye said last year!" Duo and Quatre snickered at this.
Just then, Doctor J and Heero stepped away from the sign-up tables. "Heero, your mission is to have fun at summer camp this week." said the former.
"Mission accepted." was Heero's usual emotionless reply.
"Hey, Heero's here too! Hi Heero!" Duo bounded over and tried to get the perfect-soldier-in-training to speak once more, but only succeeded in getting his super-long braid stuffed in his mouth. "MMPH!"
Wufei and Trowa were the next to arrive. The former's parents were spread out farther from Wufei than usual, and Trowa mumbled something unintelligable. The others blinked and shrugged.
"Trowa says 'Hi,'" translated Mrs. Barton. She, Mr. Barton, and Mr. and Mrs. Chang headed over to the tables, but Wufei kept his distance from his comrades.
Duo spat out his braid, took a small step forward, and opened his mouth when Wufei yelled out, "PERSONAL SPACE! 5 FEET NOW!!!"
Duo jumped back. "Alright Alright! Sheesh... 3 feet isn't good enough for you now?!"
"Exactly. 3 feet was fine 4 years ago, but no longer! I am free!"
"Sounds like somebody be gettin' bloody claustrophobic 'ere!" Krysta whispered to the others, snickering. Wufei started to yell again but was interrupted by screaming and kicking.
"I don't want to go to camp Daddy!" cried Relena as Mr. Dorlian struggled to pull her out of the limo. "There's no pacifism here, and besides you never spend any time with me! It's always a meeting or convention! Why can't we just go home for once?!"
"Relena, you know my schedule is booked for months and months! We can spend time at home in about...a decade from now," replied Mr. Dorlian after quickly flipping through his datebooks. He yanked her out of the limo, signed her up, and got back in. "Now be good. See you soon!" With that, the driver floored the gas pedal and sped off.
Relena started crying until she noticed Heero just standing around amongst the others. "Hee-ro! I'm right over here so come and get me!"
"Huh?" Heero turned his head, saw it was only Relena, hmphed, and faced the other way. "Pest.." Relena dashed over and hugged him tight around the neck anyway. Squirming, he faced Wufei. "You know, that personal space thing of yours is looking pretty good about now.."
"At last, someone who agrees with me!" Wufei cried, but was drowned out by chantings of "Heero's got a girlfriend! Heero's got a girlfriend!" from Duo, Krysta, and Dorothy, who had also wandered over.
"I do not! Now shut up or I'll kill all three of you!" yelled Heero. The chanting trio rolled their eyes and laughed.
"Looks like the gang's all here!" said Duo as the laughter subsided.
"Now it is Duo!" cried Hilde, skipping toward him.
"Oh man, not her again!"
Krysta smirked and stuck her foot out, causing Hilde to trip and fall face-first into a mud puddle. "AH!" Duo and Krysta high-fived and Hilde whined, jealous.
Just then, the sign-ups had ceased, so Tuberov stood up and put a megaphone to his lips. "ATTENTION ALL CAMPERS! REPORT TO THE MAIN BUILDING FOR ORIENTATION IN AN ORDERLY FASHION IMMEDIATELY!" No sooner had he said that and lowered the megaphone then a stream of campers stampeded over him toward the main building behind him. Heero finally managed to break free of Relena and joined in the fray, causing her to fall and be trampeled on by a few stragglers along with Hilde.
Once everyone was inside, Tuberov stood onstage trying to get the microphone to work. "Can everyone-" >SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEECH!< All campers covered their ears and complained as the microphone emitted a continuous high-pitched screeching noise.
"Somebody kill the blinkin' mike!" Krysta tried to yell over the noise.
"Mission accepted!" Heero pulled a gun out of his napsack and was about to fire when the noise finally ceased. Frowning, he lowered the gun.
Once the room had settled down again, Tuberov attempted to address the masses again. "As I was saying, my name is Tuberov Lee, your head councilor for this week. You will obey all rules and-"
"Ug-Lee! Ug-Lee!" chanted Duo, never one for respecting authority. The other campers laughed and joined in, much to Tuberov's annoyance. This was going to be a long week indeed...