Heero's Laptop
by:~**Twilight Nuriko**~
AN: Fourth part of my mini-series. read relena is dead, quatres wing zero rampage, and duos mission first. enjoy, read and review. flames accepted.
Heero grunted as his mail icon flashed !NEW MAIL!. Clicking on his mailbox, he scanned down until he found the message and opened it up. Reading it, he groaned. New mission. But that wasn't the bad part. He loved missions. The bad part was what he had to do:
1. Groan
2. Pick up your laptop.
3. Bash it over your head.
Slowly, with tears in his eyes, Heero shut down the laptop, unplugged the phone jack, and picked the laptop up. With a mighty swing, he brought it up over his head and then sent it crashing back down. The laptop promptly split in two. In horror, he looked at his junked up laptop, pieces laying on the floor, and began to cry.
"LAPTOP, NOOOO!!!!" he yelled, running blindly around the house, bumping into things. Numerous bruises appeared on his body. "LAPTOP! DON'T DIE NOW! YOU CAN'T! WHAT ABOUT-WHAT ABOUT OUR PROMISE TO GET MARRIED AS SOON AS THE WAR WAS OVER?! LAPTOOOO~OOOPP!!!!" he sank to his knees beside his dear friend, sobbing furiously. Then, he solemnly pulled out his gun. Taking careful aim, he put a bullet through his heart.
"We'll always be together, Laptop. Always."
© Sakura Maxwell December 1, 2000 Friday 8:36 am
by:~**Twilight Nuriko**~
AN: Fourth part of my mini-series. read relena is dead, quatres wing zero rampage, and duos mission first. enjoy, read and review. flames accepted.
Heero grunted as his mail icon flashed !NEW MAIL!. Clicking on his mailbox, he scanned down until he found the message and opened it up. Reading it, he groaned. New mission. But that wasn't the bad part. He loved missions. The bad part was what he had to do:
1. Groan
2. Pick up your laptop.
3. Bash it over your head.
Slowly, with tears in his eyes, Heero shut down the laptop, unplugged the phone jack, and picked the laptop up. With a mighty swing, he brought it up over his head and then sent it crashing back down. The laptop promptly split in two. In horror, he looked at his junked up laptop, pieces laying on the floor, and began to cry.
"LAPTOP, NOOOO!!!!" he yelled, running blindly around the house, bumping into things. Numerous bruises appeared on his body. "LAPTOP! DON'T DIE NOW! YOU CAN'T! WHAT ABOUT-WHAT ABOUT OUR PROMISE TO GET MARRIED AS SOON AS THE WAR WAS OVER?! LAPTOOOO~OOOPP!!!!" he sank to his knees beside his dear friend, sobbing furiously. Then, he solemnly pulled out his gun. Taking careful aim, he put a bullet through his heart.
"We'll always be together, Laptop. Always."
© Sakura Maxwell December 1, 2000 Friday 8:36 am