Hiccups Have No Cure…
Chapter 4
Disclaimer: Are we really this dense to not know that I don't own Gundam Wing? *Silence in the room* ……….*sighs* Let's just get on with the fic… -_-;;
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Duo stepped back from the soldier. "Nuh-uh. No more sup---*hic*---ossed cures! I'm sick of em'!"
Heero sighed. "Come on, you really don't trust me?"
Duo shook his head "Not with that---*hic*---sly look you have---*hic*--- on your face."
Heero's face went blank before looking to Wufei. "Hold him down."
"Right." Wufei walked over and took a hold of Duo's wrists.
Duo struggled. "Hey! What're ya---*hic*---doin'? If you're trying to scare---*hic*---me, it's working!"
Heero walked over and cracked his knuckles. "Hold still, Duo. This won't take long."
The poor braided boy's eyes widened. "Wh---*hic*---at are you doing? Don't tell me you're"
"…Going to punch you in the stomach. Exactly." Heero smirked. "It's said to work, and if it doesn't, it will probably knock you out so you won't have to worry about them at least."
"No! Anythin' but that! Last time you punched me---"
"Let's not bring that up. Wufei, hold him still."
"….*ngh!*… I can't! He's squirming around too much!"
"HELP! Pleeeeaaassseee don't let them do this to me Quatre!!!"
"Uh…I-I…"
"Quatre, can you help us hold him down?"
"I don't wanna get involved."
"QUATRE!!!"
"……………..Um, good morning?"
The pilots' eyes turned to the dining hall doorway, where Trowa stood with a semi-confused look on his face (you know him, without the emotion an' all. *shrugs*). "What's going on?"
Wufei and Heero let Duo go immediately and gave semi-innocent looks, while the braided one stood up and dusted his shirt. "Never---*hic*---mind this. Do you know any cures for the---*hic*---…the---*hic*---…the hic---*hic*--- ah, hell. Screw it."
"The hiccups?" Trowa helped.
"Thank you!"
A moment of silence past as he thought. "…Did you try biting a lemon?"
"Yeah."
"Standing on your hands?"
"Uh---*hic*---huh."
"Hanging from your feet? Breathing exercises?"
"Yeah! Geez, how do y---*hic*---ou know about all of this?"
"I heard everything from my room."
Quatre sighed. "Nothing has worked, as you can see.
Duo whimpered. "Do you have any ideas, Trowa?"
"……Did you try a glass of water?" Trowa asked.
Duo blinked. "…Yeah…"
"Did you drink it from the other side of the glass?"
"….No…"
"There's your problem. It works better if you drink it from the other side of the glass. Here, follow me." With that statement, he led Duo and the others back to the kitchen.
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"I don't really see the---*hic*---point of this anymore."
Trowa reached into the back of a cupboard to get a glass. "You want to get rid of the hiccups, right?"
Duo crossed his arms. "I---*hic*--- guess so. I mean, I want to get rid of---*hic*---them, but I just can't or---*hic*---somethin."
Quatre leaned back against one of the counters. "You have to admit, we haven't been using the best remedies. Just randomly looking them up on the computer wasn't the best way to research."
Wufei gave a 'hmph'. "My ideas were the best so far in my opinion."
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"Easy. Just put your lips to the other side of the glass, the one facing away from you, and drink from that side instead. You'll have to bend over. It usually works."
Duo sighed (a hiccup included halfway) as he took the glass and put the far side of the other rim to his lips. What was there to lose? He couldn't live with them forever. Bending over, he slowly tipped the glass to drink, and…
…A splash of cold water covered his face. He yelped at the feeling of the ice water dripping down his neck and onto his shirt. After regaining his composure and setting the glass back on the table, he glared up at Trowa. "Great. Now I have---*hic*---the hic---*hic*---…the---*hic*--- aw, hell you know what I mean, AND I have water up my nose!" Duo ignored the snickering behind him (contributed by Wufei and Heero) and sat back down at the counter.
A few moments passed by before Quatre interrupted the silence with an irritated sigh.
Duo looked up. "What's---*hic*---wrong, Quatre?"
Quatre shook his head. "Nothing, I just forgot a remedy from when I was a kid."
"What's that?" Duo inquired.
He bit his lip. "I'm not sure if it'll work…"
"Just say it," Wufei interrupted, "It's six-thirty in the morning and I've lost two hours of sleep because of stupid Maxwell getting something as simple as the hiccups which he himself can't get rid of."
Duo gave a sour look. "Quit insulting---*hic*---me! You're the one who thinks---*hic*---hanging people by their feet is an effective---*hic*---cure!"
"It is! You just didn't want to try it!"
"CAN WE GET ON WITH THE IDEA?!" Heero shouted over the argument, which made both pilots jump and sit down again.
Quatre looked a little dazed by all that had just happened. "Uh…a-anyway, as I-I was saying…" he cleared his throat, "When I was a kid, I would always use a teaspoon of sugar and swallow it down. It usually worked."
Duo's eyes lit up. "Cool! An idea---*hic*---I like!"
Heero shook his head and mumbled, "It's worth a shot" under his breath as he looked back up at the deathscythe pilot who was already scrambling around in the pantry looking for the container of sugar.
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Author's note: *sweatdrop* Gomen nasai, I didn't finish like I promised I would before I left for vacation! I really tried, though. I'm thinking I really want to finish it now, since I now have the whole summer (new ideas should come soon…hopefully). Again, I apologize.
I'd like to thank everyone who e-mailed me and gave me ideas, and my friends for pestering me to update. ^_~ You know who you are out there!
Anywayz, I should be done soon. Very soon. Until then, Ja ne! ~^^~