Chapter Four
"Can you tell me again just why we're here?" Duo asked in disbelief, as they walked down racks of the baby clothes and shelves of stuffed animals.
"Because our wives wanted us to get some stuff for the baby," Trowa grumbled, "I can't believe Midii sent me here."
"But women are into this cutesy shopping thing…."
"Maybe it's some sort of male sensitivity thing," Trowa shrugged, picking up a pink dress, "What about this?"
"You want to get that frilly thing for Heero's son?"
"It could be a girl."
"And it could be a boy," Duo stubbornly said.
Sighing in defeat, Trowa put the dress back on the rack. Both men had come to the store after work. Neither enjoyed the errand their wives had sent them to do. Duo and Trowa continued to walk stiffly around the store. They couldn't help but feel a little out of place among the throngs of pregnant women and happy female companions.
"How about this jersey?" asked Duo, gesturing to a tiny set of clothes resembling a baseball uniform.
"And what if it turns out to be a girl?" Trowa raised a dark eyebrow.
"We'll die it pink then," Duo answered, "Do you really want it to be a girl that badly?"
"Not really, just making sure we don't get the wrong thing." He trailed off picking up a stuffed bunny, "Just buy it then. I'll just get this."
The cashier gave them a quizzical look at they brought her their purchases. Scanning the items she replied, "That'll be $38.50."
Reaching for their wallets, Trowa and Duo grudgingly laid a few bills on the counter. The cost of the presents surprised them. As Trowa picking up their shopping bag the cashier then commented, "It's rather refreshing to have you two shopping here."
"Why do you say that?" Duo questioned.
"We don't get very many gay men coming here."
"We're not-"
"Let's just drop it Trowa and leave. Now!" Duo grabbed his arm and pulled him out, "I hear there's a toy store next door."
Leaving the baby store promptly they walked over to Toys 'R' Us. Jumping up and down excitedly, Duo immediately headed down to the aisle of Gundam Wing merchandise. Trowa cocked a dark eyebrow at Duo but followed him anyway. Secretly Trowa had bee just as ecstatic at the sight of Gundam Wing action figures.
Heading down to a display, Duo picked up a Heavy Arms action figure. "What is we gave the baby this?" he hollered at Trowa, who had been examining plastic, do-it-yourself models of mobile suits.
"Don't you think the baby's a bit too young for one of those?" Trowa asked, walking over to Duo.
"No. Anyone can play with these. Why I gave one to Jonas when he was a few months born and look how great he turned out. I'll show you how it works." Duo said as he began pressing random buttons on the toy.
"Ow!" Trowa yelped, as a plastic missile hit him roughly on the nose.
"Sorry," Duo sheepishly answered. He dropped the action figure to gape at the huge red mark on Trowa's nose that the missile had left. Unfortunately as soon as it hit the floor, the action figure began to shoot out more plastic ammunition. Soon both men were being painfully pelted with bullets, leaving numerous bruises and marks
"AHHHHHHHHH!!!" The two shrieked, falling to the ground.
A few minutes later the toy had run out of missiles. The store manager rushed to the aisle to see what all the screaming had been about. Two grown men lay in fetal positions moaning. The one with the bangs rocking back in forth and chanting, "It's alright now. The evil monster's all gone." His face remained pale and had the expression the manager had seen in patients at an asylum. Tiny plastic pieces covered the floor and nearly all the toys had fallen from the shelves. There was still a small cloud of dust in the air. In the middle of the mess was a single Heavy Arms action figure.
***
"Okay, now you can open your eyes." Heero said as they reached the entrance of the restaurant. "Seem familiar?"
"Of course," Relena smiled brightly after taking her hands off her eyes, "It's where we went on that one date."
"Actually it was more of a business-y kind of dinner, without the partner or client," Heero supplied.
"We haven't been here since forever."
"Technically about 28 months and 15 days…"
Relena shot Heero a quizzical expression as they walked over to the host. Holding onto his arm, she marveled at the surroundings. Marble floors, beautiful paintings and a slightly dimmed lighting, her eyes devoured every inch of it. Heero looked at her. His mouth formed in its usual smirk, proud at himself that he'd made her so happy. He had to admit this was a perfectly brilliant idea.
"Reservations for Heero Yuy," He replied. He was surprised to see it was the same host that had been there months ago."
"Wasn't he the guy…" Relena trailed off for she'd remembered every detail of the night.
"Yes, Relena."
"Small world," she commented softly as the host led them to their table.
"Here you are," the man said handing them each a menu, "Mousier Yuy. Madam Peacecraft."
"Will he ever get my name right?" She asked after he'd left.
"Apparently no," Heero wryly grinned.
***
"You look really nice tonight," Heero observed as they ate their meals.
"Thank you. I thought I looked a bit chubby. Do I look fat to you?" Relena questioned. Her eyes stared straight at him.
Taking a gulp of air, he looked at her swelled midsection from over the table, "Of course not, dear." Heero knew perfectly well that if he'd said otherwise the baby would grow up without a father.
"Good," She smiled, "I went to the doctor's today."
"What'd he say?"
"Um…no-nothing really." Relena slightly stammered "Just that I-I'm having twins…"
Heero spat the water he'd been drinking, dampening Relena, "You're having what?!?"
Wiping her face with the napkin, Relena turned a vibrant shade of red, "Twins, I'm having twins. Now please lower your voice, people are looking at us. Heero? Heero???"
Thud!
Feeling her cheeks turn much warmer, Relena muttered under her breath, "Figures. He'd faint again."
***
"So you're having *hiccup* twins?" Heero repeated, grinning from ear to ear, " That's *hiccup* great."
Relena smiled. After the first few glasses of wine, Heero had taken the news well, "Yes, honey. Now don't you think you should cut back on the wine?"
"I guess so," Heero grudgingly said, "I'm in the mood for some *hiccup* dancing anyway."
"Uh…dancing?"
"Yes, dancing! Honestly Relena…"
"Aren't you feeling a bit, erm, wobbly?" Relena asked for lack of a better word.
"No I feel just fine!" Heero yelped standing up, and then collapsed on the ground with a resonant thud.
***
"Girls, I have a plan on how we can get back at the boys!" Trista replied proudly. She took out several large pieces of poster board from her backpack and grabbing a Barbie doll from Iris.
"Hey!"
Ignoring Iris' yelp, Trista propped her drawings against the bed. Using the Barbie doll to point out the various pictures, she smacked the doll to the gray box on the first paper. The picture was drawn in crayon and showed street with little boxes on each end. Despite the little girl's messy writings, the drawing seemed quite accurate, "After a few weeks of research I managed to make these drawings. It wasn't easy but I got it done."
Iris and Hallie nodded numbly, and then stared back at each other, wondering if their friend had lost her mind.
"Now THIS!" addressed Trista with another whack of her Barbie doll, "Is where we are, at my house." She moved on to a different box, "And THIS is where the boys are, at Jonas'. Notice that we are only 3 houses away from him."
"But we're not allowed to cross the streets by ourselves." Hallie commented.
"This is revenge! We don't have time to worry about whether or not we can cross the street. Besides we'll look both ways first. Moving on!" Trista whipped out another drawing, this time of a house.
"Whose house is that?" Iris asked.
"It's mine! Now this is where the various supplies we need are." Taking out a blue magic marker she circled different rooms. With a red magic marker she circled the living room, "And this is where the baby sitter is. Since she's probably making out with her boyfriend, we don't have to worry much about her. But just in case we'll put pillows in our sleeping bags so it looks like we're fast asleep. "
Trista looked at Iris, "I want you to get the honey and chocolate syrup. You'll find both in the pantry since Mommy just went shopping."
She moved on to Hallie and handed her a mesh bag. "Toilet paper! We'll need lots of toilet paper! You'll find it in my parents' bathroom. Daddy keeps lots of it next to the toilet just in case he eats too much of Mommy's chili. And I'll get the shaving cream, and all the other good stuff. Remember to keep quiet! We can talk about the rest of my plan after we get these supplies."
Tip-toeing out of Trista's bedroom, Hallie walked across the hall into the Mr. and Mrs. Chang's bedroom, where their bathroom was located. Next to the toilet was what seemed to be a mountain of toilet paper Hallie stared in awe.
"Wow, that's a lot of toilet paper." She murmured and tripped over one of Wufei's magazines. Hallie shrieked and chucked the magazine into the toilet, "There are naked people on it!"
"I told you to be quiet." Trista quietly scolded, poking her head through the doorway.
"I'm sorry. But there were naked people in your Daddy's picture books."
"Those are just his playboys. Now get the toilet paper."
Sighing, Hallie grabbed rolls of toilet paper and threw them into her bag. When she felt she had enough, Hallie retreated out of the room.
Iris sneaked into the kitchen. While opening the pantry she heard two people moaning in the living room. Curious, Iris opened the door to the living room slightly and peaked inside. She found the baby-sitter and some guy kissing! Kissing of all things! Gagging, she closed the door and went to retrieve the chocolate syrup and honey.
"I'm never going to grow up!" Iris remarked walking to the room, "You have to kiss boys!
"My cousin says we're going to enjoy it by the time we kiss boys." Hallie said thoughtfully.
"Ewww!!!" The girls shrieked in unison.
For some reason, the baby-sitter hadn't heard any of the noise upstairs.
Trista grabbed the doll and smacked the poster board of her house a few times to get the girls' attention, "Come you guys!" She pointed to the sliding door in back of the house, "We'll use the back door to get out of the house. Since it's a fair distance from the baby-sitter, we'll be safe.
Whipping out a different poster of a house she continued, "And this is Jonas's house. The Maxwell's never lock their back door, so we can get in through there. The boys are also having some sort of sleep over and being the wimps they are by now they'll be asleep. I also found out they have a baby-sitter. I've had this baby-sitter before, she'll be making out with her boyfriend the entire time. Now the route we'll take from the back door is through the kitchen, up the stairs and into Jonas' room. It's the first door to the right."
"How come we need to know this stuff? And what's with the honey?" Iris asked.
"Well my plan is to tp his room. We're going to go into his room put the toilet paper everywhere, spray shaving cream, honey, and all this other goop I found, all over them and their sleeping bags."
"Isn't that a little drastic?" Hallie said.
"Drastic! Are you kidding me? Jonas pulled your hair and the rest of his evil munchkins forced us into a fight. We got in trouble 'cause of them! We missed recess for a week and a half, meaning we'd miss the jump rope championship. And everyone knows we're the best jump ropers in the playground. Besides Trevor's been really mean to me!"
"After this prank. They'll have to promote us to the 5th grade." Iris commented.
Using her mothers' red lipstick as war paint, Trista painted several marks all over face. She handed the lipstick to her friends to do the same, "Those boys have messed with the wrong girls."
~*~*~
Okay, so it's a little short…^_^. But I'm pretty sure the next chapter will be completed soon. I hope. I can't exactly find my original copy of the end of this chapter or the next, which is why this chapter isn't so lengthy. Anyways I hope you like it. This last part with Trista, Hallie and Iris was inspired by the fanfics, "Marrying Darien" by Solaris and the Disney show I watched with my sister where girls tped the guys or whatever.
Oh yeah and thanks to the people who have kept emailing me and Miaka713's cousin(at least I think it was her cousin) who liked Play Mates. I must have talked to L. Skywalker(forgot your first name) Miaka713 and Chris a bagillion times about fanfiction. They've been a great help to me. Sorry I haven't emailed you in a while Chris. Let's see…thanks to Lifehouse, Sugar Ray and 'N Sync. They've been about the only thing I've listened to while writing this chapter.
By the way don't expect the next chapter of Farther to come so soon. I've had a bit of writer's block with that and I'm still researching information on amnesia. I am however working on a new fanfiction about Relena and Heero called "Gundam Holiday". It's basically another one of my romantic fluffy fics. It's about the same plot as the movie Roman Holiday. Princess Relena gets tired of her life and runs away meeting a newspaper reporter, Heero Yuy. After realizing she's a princess, Heero plans to use her for a newspaper article and pretends to be ignorant of her true identity. They then proceed to fall madly in love. Was that a good enough summary? If it wasn't rent Roman Holiday. It's a really good movie and I love Audrey Hepburn and Gregory Peck..
By the way this chapter is dedicated to Caleb, the guy who said I was psycho and yet I like-like him anyway. Stupid antisocial moron! ^_^
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"Can you tell me again just why we're here?" Duo asked in disbelief, as they walked down racks of the baby clothes and shelves of stuffed animals.
"Because our wives wanted us to get some stuff for the baby," Trowa grumbled, "I can't believe Midii sent me here."
"But women are into this cutesy shopping thing…."
"Maybe it's some sort of male sensitivity thing," Trowa shrugged, picking up a pink dress, "What about this?"
"You want to get that frilly thing for Heero's son?"
"It could be a girl."
"And it could be a boy," Duo stubbornly said.
Sighing in defeat, Trowa put the dress back on the rack. Both men had come to the store after work. Neither enjoyed the errand their wives had sent them to do. Duo and Trowa continued to walk stiffly around the store. They couldn't help but feel a little out of place among the throngs of pregnant women and happy female companions.
"How about this jersey?" asked Duo, gesturing to a tiny set of clothes resembling a baseball uniform.
"And what if it turns out to be a girl?" Trowa raised a dark eyebrow.
"We'll die it pink then," Duo answered, "Do you really want it to be a girl that badly?"
"Not really, just making sure we don't get the wrong thing." He trailed off picking up a stuffed bunny, "Just buy it then. I'll just get this."
The cashier gave them a quizzical look at they brought her their purchases. Scanning the items she replied, "That'll be $38.50."
Reaching for their wallets, Trowa and Duo grudgingly laid a few bills on the counter. The cost of the presents surprised them. As Trowa picking up their shopping bag the cashier then commented, "It's rather refreshing to have you two shopping here."
"Why do you say that?" Duo questioned.
"We don't get very many gay men coming here."
"We're not-"
"Let's just drop it Trowa and leave. Now!" Duo grabbed his arm and pulled him out, "I hear there's a toy store next door."
Leaving the baby store promptly they walked over to Toys 'R' Us. Jumping up and down excitedly, Duo immediately headed down to the aisle of Gundam Wing merchandise. Trowa cocked a dark eyebrow at Duo but followed him anyway. Secretly Trowa had bee just as ecstatic at the sight of Gundam Wing action figures.
Heading down to a display, Duo picked up a Heavy Arms action figure. "What is we gave the baby this?" he hollered at Trowa, who had been examining plastic, do-it-yourself models of mobile suits.
"Don't you think the baby's a bit too young for one of those?" Trowa asked, walking over to Duo.
"No. Anyone can play with these. Why I gave one to Jonas when he was a few months born and look how great he turned out. I'll show you how it works." Duo said as he began pressing random buttons on the toy.
"Ow!" Trowa yelped, as a plastic missile hit him roughly on the nose.
"Sorry," Duo sheepishly answered. He dropped the action figure to gape at the huge red mark on Trowa's nose that the missile had left. Unfortunately as soon as it hit the floor, the action figure began to shoot out more plastic ammunition. Soon both men were being painfully pelted with bullets, leaving numerous bruises and marks
"AHHHHHHHHH!!!" The two shrieked, falling to the ground.
A few minutes later the toy had run out of missiles. The store manager rushed to the aisle to see what all the screaming had been about. Two grown men lay in fetal positions moaning. The one with the bangs rocking back in forth and chanting, "It's alright now. The evil monster's all gone." His face remained pale and had the expression the manager had seen in patients at an asylum. Tiny plastic pieces covered the floor and nearly all the toys had fallen from the shelves. There was still a small cloud of dust in the air. In the middle of the mess was a single Heavy Arms action figure.
***
"Okay, now you can open your eyes." Heero said as they reached the entrance of the restaurant. "Seem familiar?"
"Of course," Relena smiled brightly after taking her hands off her eyes, "It's where we went on that one date."
"Actually it was more of a business-y kind of dinner, without the partner or client," Heero supplied.
"We haven't been here since forever."
"Technically about 28 months and 15 days…"
Relena shot Heero a quizzical expression as they walked over to the host. Holding onto his arm, she marveled at the surroundings. Marble floors, beautiful paintings and a slightly dimmed lighting, her eyes devoured every inch of it. Heero looked at her. His mouth formed in its usual smirk, proud at himself that he'd made her so happy. He had to admit this was a perfectly brilliant idea.
"Reservations for Heero Yuy," He replied. He was surprised to see it was the same host that had been there months ago."
"Wasn't he the guy…" Relena trailed off for she'd remembered every detail of the night.
"Yes, Relena."
"Small world," she commented softly as the host led them to their table.
"Here you are," the man said handing them each a menu, "Mousier Yuy. Madam Peacecraft."
"Will he ever get my name right?" She asked after he'd left.
"Apparently no," Heero wryly grinned.
***
"You look really nice tonight," Heero observed as they ate their meals.
"Thank you. I thought I looked a bit chubby. Do I look fat to you?" Relena questioned. Her eyes stared straight at him.
Taking a gulp of air, he looked at her swelled midsection from over the table, "Of course not, dear." Heero knew perfectly well that if he'd said otherwise the baby would grow up without a father.
"Good," She smiled, "I went to the doctor's today."
"What'd he say?"
"Um…no-nothing really." Relena slightly stammered "Just that I-I'm having twins…"
Heero spat the water he'd been drinking, dampening Relena, "You're having what?!?"
Wiping her face with the napkin, Relena turned a vibrant shade of red, "Twins, I'm having twins. Now please lower your voice, people are looking at us. Heero? Heero???"
Thud!
Feeling her cheeks turn much warmer, Relena muttered under her breath, "Figures. He'd faint again."
***
"So you're having *hiccup* twins?" Heero repeated, grinning from ear to ear, " That's *hiccup* great."
Relena smiled. After the first few glasses of wine, Heero had taken the news well, "Yes, honey. Now don't you think you should cut back on the wine?"
"I guess so," Heero grudgingly said, "I'm in the mood for some *hiccup* dancing anyway."
"Uh…dancing?"
"Yes, dancing! Honestly Relena…"
"Aren't you feeling a bit, erm, wobbly?" Relena asked for lack of a better word.
"No I feel just fine!" Heero yelped standing up, and then collapsed on the ground with a resonant thud.
***
"Girls, I have a plan on how we can get back at the boys!" Trista replied proudly. She took out several large pieces of poster board from her backpack and grabbing a Barbie doll from Iris.
"Hey!"
Ignoring Iris' yelp, Trista propped her drawings against the bed. Using the Barbie doll to point out the various pictures, she smacked the doll to the gray box on the first paper. The picture was drawn in crayon and showed street with little boxes on each end. Despite the little girl's messy writings, the drawing seemed quite accurate, "After a few weeks of research I managed to make these drawings. It wasn't easy but I got it done."
Iris and Hallie nodded numbly, and then stared back at each other, wondering if their friend had lost her mind.
"Now THIS!" addressed Trista with another whack of her Barbie doll, "Is where we are, at my house." She moved on to a different box, "And THIS is where the boys are, at Jonas'. Notice that we are only 3 houses away from him."
"But we're not allowed to cross the streets by ourselves." Hallie commented.
"This is revenge! We don't have time to worry about whether or not we can cross the street. Besides we'll look both ways first. Moving on!" Trista whipped out another drawing, this time of a house.
"Whose house is that?" Iris asked.
"It's mine! Now this is where the various supplies we need are." Taking out a blue magic marker she circled different rooms. With a red magic marker she circled the living room, "And this is where the baby sitter is. Since she's probably making out with her boyfriend, we don't have to worry much about her. But just in case we'll put pillows in our sleeping bags so it looks like we're fast asleep. "
Trista looked at Iris, "I want you to get the honey and chocolate syrup. You'll find both in the pantry since Mommy just went shopping."
She moved on to Hallie and handed her a mesh bag. "Toilet paper! We'll need lots of toilet paper! You'll find it in my parents' bathroom. Daddy keeps lots of it next to the toilet just in case he eats too much of Mommy's chili. And I'll get the shaving cream, and all the other good stuff. Remember to keep quiet! We can talk about the rest of my plan after we get these supplies."
Tip-toeing out of Trista's bedroom, Hallie walked across the hall into the Mr. and Mrs. Chang's bedroom, where their bathroom was located. Next to the toilet was what seemed to be a mountain of toilet paper Hallie stared in awe.
"Wow, that's a lot of toilet paper." She murmured and tripped over one of Wufei's magazines. Hallie shrieked and chucked the magazine into the toilet, "There are naked people on it!"
"I told you to be quiet." Trista quietly scolded, poking her head through the doorway.
"I'm sorry. But there were naked people in your Daddy's picture books."
"Those are just his playboys. Now get the toilet paper."
Sighing, Hallie grabbed rolls of toilet paper and threw them into her bag. When she felt she had enough, Hallie retreated out of the room.
Iris sneaked into the kitchen. While opening the pantry she heard two people moaning in the living room. Curious, Iris opened the door to the living room slightly and peaked inside. She found the baby-sitter and some guy kissing! Kissing of all things! Gagging, she closed the door and went to retrieve the chocolate syrup and honey.
"I'm never going to grow up!" Iris remarked walking to the room, "You have to kiss boys!
"My cousin says we're going to enjoy it by the time we kiss boys." Hallie said thoughtfully.
"Ewww!!!" The girls shrieked in unison.
For some reason, the baby-sitter hadn't heard any of the noise upstairs.
Trista grabbed the doll and smacked the poster board of her house a few times to get the girls' attention, "Come you guys!" She pointed to the sliding door in back of the house, "We'll use the back door to get out of the house. Since it's a fair distance from the baby-sitter, we'll be safe.
Whipping out a different poster of a house she continued, "And this is Jonas's house. The Maxwell's never lock their back door, so we can get in through there. The boys are also having some sort of sleep over and being the wimps they are by now they'll be asleep. I also found out they have a baby-sitter. I've had this baby-sitter before, she'll be making out with her boyfriend the entire time. Now the route we'll take from the back door is through the kitchen, up the stairs and into Jonas' room. It's the first door to the right."
"How come we need to know this stuff? And what's with the honey?" Iris asked.
"Well my plan is to tp his room. We're going to go into his room put the toilet paper everywhere, spray shaving cream, honey, and all this other goop I found, all over them and their sleeping bags."
"Isn't that a little drastic?" Hallie said.
"Drastic! Are you kidding me? Jonas pulled your hair and the rest of his evil munchkins forced us into a fight. We got in trouble 'cause of them! We missed recess for a week and a half, meaning we'd miss the jump rope championship. And everyone knows we're the best jump ropers in the playground. Besides Trevor's been really mean to me!"
"After this prank. They'll have to promote us to the 5th grade." Iris commented.
Using her mothers' red lipstick as war paint, Trista painted several marks all over face. She handed the lipstick to her friends to do the same, "Those boys have messed with the wrong girls."
~*~*~
Okay, so it's a little short…^_^. But I'm pretty sure the next chapter will be completed soon. I hope. I can't exactly find my original copy of the end of this chapter or the next, which is why this chapter isn't so lengthy. Anyways I hope you like it. This last part with Trista, Hallie and Iris was inspired by the fanfics, "Marrying Darien" by Solaris and the Disney show I watched with my sister where girls tped the guys or whatever.
Oh yeah and thanks to the people who have kept emailing me and Miaka713's cousin(at least I think it was her cousin) who liked Play Mates. I must have talked to L. Skywalker(forgot your first name) Miaka713 and Chris a bagillion times about fanfiction. They've been a great help to me. Sorry I haven't emailed you in a while Chris. Let's see…thanks to Lifehouse, Sugar Ray and 'N Sync. They've been about the only thing I've listened to while writing this chapter.
By the way don't expect the next chapter of Farther to come so soon. I've had a bit of writer's block with that and I'm still researching information on amnesia. I am however working on a new fanfiction about Relena and Heero called "Gundam Holiday". It's basically another one of my romantic fluffy fics. It's about the same plot as the movie Roman Holiday. Princess Relena gets tired of her life and runs away meeting a newspaper reporter, Heero Yuy. After realizing she's a princess, Heero plans to use her for a newspaper article and pretends to be ignorant of her true identity. They then proceed to fall madly in love. Was that a good enough summary? If it wasn't rent Roman Holiday. It's a really good movie and I love Audrey Hepburn and Gregory Peck..
By the way this chapter is dedicated to Caleb, the guy who said I was psycho and yet I like-like him anyway. Stupid antisocial moron! ^_^
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