Chapter 5:
The hell with malls and shopping in general
(did I just say that!?)
Dont own GW.Poor.Im just a peach,for goodness'
sake!
- Annabelle Peach



Trowa looked around him.

He was promply smacked in the face with a
pure gold purse.

"Get out of here,you naughty perv!Ewie!"

"?!?!?!?!!!!?"

"This is a laungere store! SHOOOO!"

Trowa blinked.

LAUNGERE!?

Opps?

Trowa ran out of the store.

~~~

Relena was laughing so hard she couldnt brethe.

"You....HAHAHHAHAHHAAAA! Victoria's Secret!
HAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAA!"

Quatra,who had recovered from his tea,glared at
Relena.

"Its your fault."

"what!?"

"YOU brought us here.YOU lent Trowa money to buy
the curced cam corder.YOU,YOU,YOU."

"and?"

Heero took Quatra's place.

"Omea o korosu."

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEk!"

Relena ran all the way to the parking lot. Hilde
frowned.

"How long have we been here? 3 hours?"

"18 feels right."

"78 feels right."

"The hell with numbers:Its been too long!"

Evin Hilde agreed.

~~

Pagan raised an eyebrow (does the guy have eyes!?)
when all 5 g-boys entered the limo alive.

"Have fun?"he asked.

He was hit by CD cleaner,several bags of cloths and
a camcorder(minus the vidiotape,witch trowa had
hidden in his jacket).

THE END.
I think Im gonna make a sequel.Should I? I KNOW Im
gonna make an eplauge,but a sequel too?Hmm.