I apologize for the delay of the third chapter. It's taken me a while to write this. Anyways so ya don't get confused here's of which children belong to the GW-guys.
Heero: Hallie and Kyle(step-son)
Duo:Jonas
Trowa: Iris
Quatre: Aaron
Wufei: Trista and Trevor
Chapter 3
"Honey?" Relena yawned shaking her husband.
"What is it now?" Heero groaned lifting a pillow off his head.
Relena pointed to the slight swell on her stomach and pouted, "I'm hungry!"
"Then go to the kitchen."
"But…but."
"You sound like Hallie." Heero snapped pulling the sheets over him.
Shaking Heero again until he kicked the sheets away, Relena continued to pout. Frustrated Heero finally stood up and turned on the lamp by the bed. "Just go to the kitchen!"
"But I ate all the pickles in the house," Relena pleaded, "I really want some pickles. Please!"
Quickly remembering the whole weird cravings during pregnancy bit, Heero staggered out of bed. "Fine I'll get you you're damn pickles." He cursed.
"Um…Sweetie?"
"Yeah…"
"Do you really want to go to the store in your pj's?"
Heero groaned and mumbled a few incoherent words. Banging his head against the wall one last time, he headed towards the closet to change out of his pajamas with the cowboys and indians on them.
"Thank you Heero." Relena smiled.
"Anytime." He grumbled back
***
Heero tiredly walked into the small grocery store. It had been the only place Heero could find open at this hour. The bright lights slightly blinded him as he made his way through the store with one eye wearily shut. Scanning the shelves Heero soon found a jar of pickles. He grabbed the largest container and sluggishly lumbered his way to the front of the store to pay for his purchase.
"Pickles?" The female cashier replied with an amused expression, looking at Heero. It wasn't every day a guy walked in at 3 am wearing baggy plaid pants and a striped pink shirt.
"For…wife…" Heero slowly said. "Pregnant….wants…pickles…."
"Well okay then." She answered handing him his receipt.
"Don't…have…baby…bad…for…sleep…"
"Thank you for the advice Mister. Have a nice night, or morning, whatever time it is."
Walking out the door with Relena's pickles in tow, Heero stared at his watch desperately trying to read the blurry letters. 3:15 AM. If he hurried back, he might still be able to catch another 3 hours of sleep. Why couldn't Relena have gotten her cravings after he'd had a good night's rest?
***
"Did you get them?" Relena excitedly exclaimed as Heero staggered into the room.
"Here knock yourself out," Heero yawned shoving the jar into her arms.
Hugging him briefly, Relena returned to her pickles. Heero frowned at the sound Relena made as she devoured pickle after pickle. He grumbled loudly as he pulled the sheets over his head. Unfortunately they hadn't done a very good job muffling the noise.
"Thank you, Heero." Relena said. Her voice was sickeningly sweet. She knew that this wouldn't be the first time Heero would be up at 3am getting her food.
***
"Jonas?" Kyle asked, as they sat in the sandbox playing with action figures, "Are you sure you don't like my sister?"
"No way!" Jonas spat.
"They why do you always stare her and take l-l-like thi-this whenever she's around?"
"I don't okay!"
"Don't bother Peacecraft," Trevor Chang replied, "He like-likes her and he knows it."
Feeling his face turn warmer, Jonas looked away, crossing his arms, "I do not like-like her."
Despite his protest they continued to stare at him with raised eyebrows. Not one boy believed him.
"Let me get this straight," Aaron Winner said in disbelief, "You actually like-like a girl? I thought you said they had cooties and that we're from Mars and they're from Venus!"
"They are."
"So how come you like my sister?" Kyle asked, scratching his head.
"I DON'T LIKE HALLIE!" Jonas helped at a feverish pitch.
"Well then if you don't like that woman…" Trevor spoke up with a mischievous tone, "Prove it."
"How?"
"Pull her hair."
The rest gasped as if it were some forbidden action. Of course they had all pulled their fair share of hair, but this was the best way to prove you didn't like-like a girl. After pulling their hair no one would even think of the idea of you ever like-liking a girl.
Gulping slowly Jonas walked across the playground. He felt his friends' eyes intently watching him. A few drops of sweat gently rolled down his forehead. With a small grubby hand, he wiped the perspiration away. Jonas approached Hallie, who was jumping rope with two other girls. He tapped her lightly on the shoulder.
"Hi Jonas," Hallie said brightly.
He waved slowly.
"What do you want, you man!" Trista Chang frowned.
"You'll have to excuse her, she gets it from her family." She joked.
"Oh." Jonas whispered hoarsely. He knew that Hallie would regret how nice she'd been toward him. Before she could realize what he was doing, Jonas grabbed one of Hallie's pigtails and yanked it with all his might. Hallie screamed in pain, causing Jonas to step back. Her shrieks were heard throughout the playground causing every child to stop and stare at them for a moment.
"Deck him," Trista growled dangerously.
Immediately Jonas felt the weight of three girls as they pounced on him. Rolling their hands into tiny fists they began hitting him. Although the hits hadn't hurt too much, their strength and girth combined had taken quite an effect on him. Jonas moaned in pain covering his face with his arms.
"Come on!" Trevor ordered, "We have to save him."
His friends eyed him cautiously, gulping. Sighing Trevor grabbed them each by the collar and threw them into the ravaging pile of children. The girls pounced on them as well. Taking off his jacket, Trevor jumped into the fight and began pulling Iris Barton's hair until she let out a stratifying scream. All seven children pulled and kicked whichever part of the opposite sex became exposed.
"Chang prepare to die!" Iris yelled.
"Let go of me Maxwell!" Hallie wailed as both her pigtails came loose.
"You have cooties!" Jonas screamed in defense.
None of the other children in the playground seemed to be able to make out what the children were doing. Those from the distance could only see a large cloud of dust. But their screeches could be heard miles around.
"Ahem?"
Jonas and Hallie were the only ones who had paused from their kicking and hair pulling, to inquirer who had tried to get their attention. They looked up to find the menacing stare of Ms. Une.
***
Seven children sat in a row, their backs as straight as arrows. Not one person dared to even shift slightly in their seat. Clothes remained dusty from the fight, and grimy hands were planted obediently on the desk. Kyle's blond hair jutted out in different in strange angles. Iris' bangs had actually been placed away from her face. Neither bothered to fix their hair.
"I expected better of you all, even you Mr. Maxwell. Starting a fight like that at recess?" Ms. Une scolded sternly. She walked up and down the row of desks, giving each student a threatening glare; "You could have been hurt badly. The school could've been sued. I don't care who has cooties, if you want to fight take it off school grounds. I will have no serious injuries at this school. You should all be ashamed of yourselves."
Seeing as there were no direct responses, the assistant principal went on, "In all my years of teaching here at Nataku Elementary I've never met a more rowdier group of kids, than you seven. Do you realize what effect you have on the rest of the students? Next thing you know we'll have fights starting daily. Don't think you'll go unpunished. I will personally tell each one of your parents about the trouble you've caused. It's kitchen duty for you children. I want to see every-"
"Ms. Une?" Replied a calm voice.
"Mr. Trieze!" She exclaimed in a brighter tone, turning around, "Is there something wrong?"
"It's nothing really. I just needed my rose scented bubble bath," The principal explained while walking out the door, "Please see me after you're done talking to them."
"Of course," Ms. Une replied, then returned to the kids, "Since I obviously won't have time to talk to your parents, I just expect you to miss recess for the next week and a half. Is that understood?"
"Yes Ms. Une." They chimed in unison.
"Rose bubble bath?" Aaron repeated, wrinkling his nose after she'd left.
"At least we got it off easy," Remarked Iris pushing her bangs back to the front of her face.
"I guess you're right." Kyle agreed.
"I'll never forgive you for this," Hallie pouted.
Jonas stared at her apologetically, making sure the others hadn't noticed. Somehow he wasn't sure the whole hair-pulling fiasco was worth it.
***
"Wake up Heero," Relena said, shaking him vigorously.
"Wha-what is it?" Heero groaned slapping her hands away.
"You fell asleep at the dinner table again."
"I did?"
""Yes," Relena replied picking up the dinner plates, "But at least you're head didn't land in your food like last time. By the way you have some drool coming out of your mouth."
Wiping the saliva from his face, Heero smirked, "It's you and your damn pickles' fault"
"Is this what I get for carrying our child?"
"Fine. I'm sorry. Just stop using the excuse. It's getting old."
"Funny how I thought Duo handled pregnancies and children better," Relena trailed off, knowing fully well what response she'd get.
Holding a squirt gun that Kyle had left on the table, to Relena's temple, Heero recited in perfect fluency,
"Omae o korosu."
***
Heero slowly opened the door to Hallie's room, making sure not to blind her with the hall lights. Walking to the bed, he was surprised to find his daughter crying. "Are you okay Hal?" He replied.
"No." Hallie sniffled putting the covers over her head.
Removing the blankets from Hallie, he gently picked her up. Hallie responded putting her arms around his neck and hugging him tightly. Her tears slightly dampened his clean white shirt. "What's wrong?"
"It's Jonas. He's being mean to me. Today at school he pulled my pigtails really hard. He used to be nice to me but now he's being a booger butt."
"Why do you think he did that to you?"
"I don't know." She shrugged, "I'm usually pretty nice to him. I haven't done anything that bad, except for the time I accidentally sat on his Valentine's day mailbox."
"I'm sure there's a good reason for this," Heero said more to himself than Hallie. He felt his face turn red with anger. How dare anyone hurt his little girl like that?
"Yeah, because he's a booger butt."
"Now don't call him names, even if he is a Maxwell. Why don't you go ask him about it at school?"
"Okay. I didn't want to tell anyone about it, but I guess I couldn't help but feel bad. I mean I thought he was my friend"
Heero smiled at her. Jonas would get a piece of his mind. It occurred to him that this wouldn't be the first time boys bothered his daughter. Next thing he'd know Hallie would actually be starting to date. Heero resolved to make a rule before she'd become interested in boys, to never let her date until she was thirty. Looking down at her, Heero found that Hallie had already fallen asleep. He set her down on the bed and tucked the covers around her.
***
"Are you okay, Heero?" Relena asked as he watched him rummage through the closet.
"Just fine." Heero said, "Have you seen the baseball bat?"
"Yeah, it's over in the-wait a minutes. Just what are you intending to do with the bat?"
Heero walked over couch and sat down. With an evil grin on his face he replied, "Making my little girl feel better."
"By playing baseball?" Relena questioned raising an eyebrow.
"No, by beating the crap out of Maxwell's kid."
"WHAT!?! You can't do that?"
"Why not?" Heero inquired, thoroughly confused.
"You'll go to jail or something. That's Kyle's best friend!"
"He pulled my daughter's pig tails! No one has the right to hate or treat Hallie that way!"
"I bet that Jonas just likes her. He probably doesn't know how to tell her."
"That's even worse. I don't want any boy carrying the Maxwell gene having feelings for her!"
"I think it's sweet." Relena smiled, patting him on the back, "Don't you remember what it was like when you were their age."
"Yes. But still it's the offspring of Duo! Don't you realize that? Next thing you know they'll date or even worse get married. I refuse to have Maxwell as my in-law!"
"You know he is one of your best friends…"
"I know." Heero sighed, "But if you'd only seen the way Hallie started crying. She was so upset at how Jonas was acting now. Especially when she thought they were friends."
"I think it's sort of nice you're so protective of her, but you should let her work it out on her own."
"And what if he continues to be mean like that?"
"IThen/I you beat the crap out of him, " Relena resolved.
Heero: Hallie and Kyle(step-son)
Duo:Jonas
Trowa: Iris
Quatre: Aaron
Wufei: Trista and Trevor
Chapter 3
"Honey?" Relena yawned shaking her husband.
"What is it now?" Heero groaned lifting a pillow off his head.
Relena pointed to the slight swell on her stomach and pouted, "I'm hungry!"
"Then go to the kitchen."
"But…but."
"You sound like Hallie." Heero snapped pulling the sheets over him.
Shaking Heero again until he kicked the sheets away, Relena continued to pout. Frustrated Heero finally stood up and turned on the lamp by the bed. "Just go to the kitchen!"
"But I ate all the pickles in the house," Relena pleaded, "I really want some pickles. Please!"
Quickly remembering the whole weird cravings during pregnancy bit, Heero staggered out of bed. "Fine I'll get you you're damn pickles." He cursed.
"Um…Sweetie?"
"Yeah…"
"Do you really want to go to the store in your pj's?"
Heero groaned and mumbled a few incoherent words. Banging his head against the wall one last time, he headed towards the closet to change out of his pajamas with the cowboys and indians on them.
"Thank you Heero." Relena smiled.
"Anytime." He grumbled back
***
Heero tiredly walked into the small grocery store. It had been the only place Heero could find open at this hour. The bright lights slightly blinded him as he made his way through the store with one eye wearily shut. Scanning the shelves Heero soon found a jar of pickles. He grabbed the largest container and sluggishly lumbered his way to the front of the store to pay for his purchase.
"Pickles?" The female cashier replied with an amused expression, looking at Heero. It wasn't every day a guy walked in at 3 am wearing baggy plaid pants and a striped pink shirt.
"For…wife…" Heero slowly said. "Pregnant….wants…pickles…."
"Well okay then." She answered handing him his receipt.
"Don't…have…baby…bad…for…sleep…"
"Thank you for the advice Mister. Have a nice night, or morning, whatever time it is."
Walking out the door with Relena's pickles in tow, Heero stared at his watch desperately trying to read the blurry letters. 3:15 AM. If he hurried back, he might still be able to catch another 3 hours of sleep. Why couldn't Relena have gotten her cravings after he'd had a good night's rest?
***
"Did you get them?" Relena excitedly exclaimed as Heero staggered into the room.
"Here knock yourself out," Heero yawned shoving the jar into her arms.
Hugging him briefly, Relena returned to her pickles. Heero frowned at the sound Relena made as she devoured pickle after pickle. He grumbled loudly as he pulled the sheets over his head. Unfortunately they hadn't done a very good job muffling the noise.
"Thank you, Heero." Relena said. Her voice was sickeningly sweet. She knew that this wouldn't be the first time Heero would be up at 3am getting her food.
***
"Jonas?" Kyle asked, as they sat in the sandbox playing with action figures, "Are you sure you don't like my sister?"
"No way!" Jonas spat.
"They why do you always stare her and take l-l-like thi-this whenever she's around?"
"I don't okay!"
"Don't bother Peacecraft," Trevor Chang replied, "He like-likes her and he knows it."
Feeling his face turn warmer, Jonas looked away, crossing his arms, "I do not like-like her."
Despite his protest they continued to stare at him with raised eyebrows. Not one boy believed him.
"Let me get this straight," Aaron Winner said in disbelief, "You actually like-like a girl? I thought you said they had cooties and that we're from Mars and they're from Venus!"
"They are."
"So how come you like my sister?" Kyle asked, scratching his head.
"I DON'T LIKE HALLIE!" Jonas helped at a feverish pitch.
"Well then if you don't like that woman…" Trevor spoke up with a mischievous tone, "Prove it."
"How?"
"Pull her hair."
The rest gasped as if it were some forbidden action. Of course they had all pulled their fair share of hair, but this was the best way to prove you didn't like-like a girl. After pulling their hair no one would even think of the idea of you ever like-liking a girl.
Gulping slowly Jonas walked across the playground. He felt his friends' eyes intently watching him. A few drops of sweat gently rolled down his forehead. With a small grubby hand, he wiped the perspiration away. Jonas approached Hallie, who was jumping rope with two other girls. He tapped her lightly on the shoulder.
"Hi Jonas," Hallie said brightly.
He waved slowly.
"What do you want, you man!" Trista Chang frowned.
"You'll have to excuse her, she gets it from her family." She joked.
"Oh." Jonas whispered hoarsely. He knew that Hallie would regret how nice she'd been toward him. Before she could realize what he was doing, Jonas grabbed one of Hallie's pigtails and yanked it with all his might. Hallie screamed in pain, causing Jonas to step back. Her shrieks were heard throughout the playground causing every child to stop and stare at them for a moment.
"Deck him," Trista growled dangerously.
Immediately Jonas felt the weight of three girls as they pounced on him. Rolling their hands into tiny fists they began hitting him. Although the hits hadn't hurt too much, their strength and girth combined had taken quite an effect on him. Jonas moaned in pain covering his face with his arms.
"Come on!" Trevor ordered, "We have to save him."
His friends eyed him cautiously, gulping. Sighing Trevor grabbed them each by the collar and threw them into the ravaging pile of children. The girls pounced on them as well. Taking off his jacket, Trevor jumped into the fight and began pulling Iris Barton's hair until she let out a stratifying scream. All seven children pulled and kicked whichever part of the opposite sex became exposed.
"Chang prepare to die!" Iris yelled.
"Let go of me Maxwell!" Hallie wailed as both her pigtails came loose.
"You have cooties!" Jonas screamed in defense.
None of the other children in the playground seemed to be able to make out what the children were doing. Those from the distance could only see a large cloud of dust. But their screeches could be heard miles around.
"Ahem?"
Jonas and Hallie were the only ones who had paused from their kicking and hair pulling, to inquirer who had tried to get their attention. They looked up to find the menacing stare of Ms. Une.
***
Seven children sat in a row, their backs as straight as arrows. Not one person dared to even shift slightly in their seat. Clothes remained dusty from the fight, and grimy hands were planted obediently on the desk. Kyle's blond hair jutted out in different in strange angles. Iris' bangs had actually been placed away from her face. Neither bothered to fix their hair.
"I expected better of you all, even you Mr. Maxwell. Starting a fight like that at recess?" Ms. Une scolded sternly. She walked up and down the row of desks, giving each student a threatening glare; "You could have been hurt badly. The school could've been sued. I don't care who has cooties, if you want to fight take it off school grounds. I will have no serious injuries at this school. You should all be ashamed of yourselves."
Seeing as there were no direct responses, the assistant principal went on, "In all my years of teaching here at Nataku Elementary I've never met a more rowdier group of kids, than you seven. Do you realize what effect you have on the rest of the students? Next thing you know we'll have fights starting daily. Don't think you'll go unpunished. I will personally tell each one of your parents about the trouble you've caused. It's kitchen duty for you children. I want to see every-"
"Ms. Une?" Replied a calm voice.
"Mr. Trieze!" She exclaimed in a brighter tone, turning around, "Is there something wrong?"
"It's nothing really. I just needed my rose scented bubble bath," The principal explained while walking out the door, "Please see me after you're done talking to them."
"Of course," Ms. Une replied, then returned to the kids, "Since I obviously won't have time to talk to your parents, I just expect you to miss recess for the next week and a half. Is that understood?"
"Yes Ms. Une." They chimed in unison.
"Rose bubble bath?" Aaron repeated, wrinkling his nose after she'd left.
"At least we got it off easy," Remarked Iris pushing her bangs back to the front of her face.
"I guess you're right." Kyle agreed.
"I'll never forgive you for this," Hallie pouted.
Jonas stared at her apologetically, making sure the others hadn't noticed. Somehow he wasn't sure the whole hair-pulling fiasco was worth it.
***
"Wake up Heero," Relena said, shaking him vigorously.
"Wha-what is it?" Heero groaned slapping her hands away.
"You fell asleep at the dinner table again."
"I did?"
""Yes," Relena replied picking up the dinner plates, "But at least you're head didn't land in your food like last time. By the way you have some drool coming out of your mouth."
Wiping the saliva from his face, Heero smirked, "It's you and your damn pickles' fault"
"Is this what I get for carrying our child?"
"Fine. I'm sorry. Just stop using the excuse. It's getting old."
"Funny how I thought Duo handled pregnancies and children better," Relena trailed off, knowing fully well what response she'd get.
Holding a squirt gun that Kyle had left on the table, to Relena's temple, Heero recited in perfect fluency,
"Omae o korosu."
***
Heero slowly opened the door to Hallie's room, making sure not to blind her with the hall lights. Walking to the bed, he was surprised to find his daughter crying. "Are you okay Hal?" He replied.
"No." Hallie sniffled putting the covers over her head.
Removing the blankets from Hallie, he gently picked her up. Hallie responded putting her arms around his neck and hugging him tightly. Her tears slightly dampened his clean white shirt. "What's wrong?"
"It's Jonas. He's being mean to me. Today at school he pulled my pigtails really hard. He used to be nice to me but now he's being a booger butt."
"Why do you think he did that to you?"
"I don't know." She shrugged, "I'm usually pretty nice to him. I haven't done anything that bad, except for the time I accidentally sat on his Valentine's day mailbox."
"I'm sure there's a good reason for this," Heero said more to himself than Hallie. He felt his face turn red with anger. How dare anyone hurt his little girl like that?
"Yeah, because he's a booger butt."
"Now don't call him names, even if he is a Maxwell. Why don't you go ask him about it at school?"
"Okay. I didn't want to tell anyone about it, but I guess I couldn't help but feel bad. I mean I thought he was my friend"
Heero smiled at her. Jonas would get a piece of his mind. It occurred to him that this wouldn't be the first time boys bothered his daughter. Next thing he'd know Hallie would actually be starting to date. Heero resolved to make a rule before she'd become interested in boys, to never let her date until she was thirty. Looking down at her, Heero found that Hallie had already fallen asleep. He set her down on the bed and tucked the covers around her.
***
"Are you okay, Heero?" Relena asked as he watched him rummage through the closet.
"Just fine." Heero said, "Have you seen the baseball bat?"
"Yeah, it's over in the-wait a minutes. Just what are you intending to do with the bat?"
Heero walked over couch and sat down. With an evil grin on his face he replied, "Making my little girl feel better."
"By playing baseball?" Relena questioned raising an eyebrow.
"No, by beating the crap out of Maxwell's kid."
"WHAT!?! You can't do that?"
"Why not?" Heero inquired, thoroughly confused.
"You'll go to jail or something. That's Kyle's best friend!"
"He pulled my daughter's pig tails! No one has the right to hate or treat Hallie that way!"
"I bet that Jonas just likes her. He probably doesn't know how to tell her."
"That's even worse. I don't want any boy carrying the Maxwell gene having feelings for her!"
"I think it's sweet." Relena smiled, patting him on the back, "Don't you remember what it was like when you were their age."
"Yes. But still it's the offspring of Duo! Don't you realize that? Next thing you know they'll date or even worse get married. I refuse to have Maxwell as my in-law!"
"You know he is one of your best friends…"
"I know." Heero sighed, "But if you'd only seen the way Hallie started crying. She was so upset at how Jonas was acting now. Especially when she thought they were friends."
"I think it's sort of nice you're so protective of her, but you should let her work it out on her own."
"And what if he continues to be mean like that?"
"IThen/I you beat the crap out of him, " Relena resolved.