Okay.. I'm a fed-up person.. so if I did own Gundam Wing.. everybody would know and I'd be really rich.. so I guess you all know now that I'm just writing a story.. good...
The Gundam Wing Murder Files
Case No. 3 Dorothy Came Back The Very Next Day, And Got Killed Again.
Investigating Detective- Pikachu (For now)
The Victim:
Dorothy Catalonia, after being fatally shot in the head, she got back up again. Only to be stabbed about ten million times in the back. To say the least, she became swiss cheese.
The Suspects:
Heero Yuy- Had he found out about Dorothy's obsession with him? Did her sick fixation with Heero drive him to kill her?
Quatre Raberba Winner- Dorothy had tried to slice and dice him, not to mention running that sword through him, but did Quatre want revenge for that?
Chang Wufei- He has tons of problems and he hates women, who would want to kill Dorothy more than him? If not him, then who else?
Relena Peacecraft- Has she finally gone over the edge? Did all of Dorothy's talk of war make Relena pissed off enough to kill her?
Flame- She doesn't like the way Dorothy dresses, odd? Yes, but I've seen her kill for less than that. ::looks over at her:: Please don't kill me!!
Kaige- I've killed her once, who says I didn't do it again??
The Setting- Since Heero won't come out of his bar, that's where the questioning will take place.
On with the melee!!
All the suspects had already gathered at the bar. It was clear why they had gathered so early. To get drunk of course. What? Did you think they were there for any other reason?
Pikachu came hopping into the bar as if he were important. Flame's eyes drifted over to the yellow rat. In her drunken state, she didn't know what the hell it was. "Somebody get me.. hiccup.. my bat." A metal bat magically appeared out of thin air.
Pikachu shot a lightning bolt at her. She had handed the bat to a nearby drunk just in time to save herself. The man screamed in agony as he was burnt to a crisp. The bar filled with drunken laughter. One man stood to make an ass of himself. "Is that dinner I smell?" He fell over on his ass.
Pikachu jumped up onto a stool and appeared to be ordering a drink. "Pika!" The bartender gave him a confused look. "Sorry but we don't serve 'Pika' here." Pikachu looked thoroughly confused and he jumped behind the bar.
Pikachu began drinking everything in sight. He became so drunk that he passed out on top of the counter. The drunken people of the bar hung him up like a piñata and began to beat him.
No candy came out of him, so the drunken people became enraged and roasted him on an open fire. After everyone had there fill of rat and booze, they all went home.
The next day...
I came into the office with a huge hangover and a funny burnt aftertaste in my mouth. Next time, I wasn't going drinking with Heero. The boss stood waiting at my office door. "Do you have any idea what you did last night?"
By his angry look it must have been bad. "What, did I smash your car in or something?" Steam seemed to be billowing from his ears. "You killed the investigating detective of that Dorothy murder and ate him!"
"We ate a man?" I nearly hurled on him, but I didn't have anything left to hurl. "No, you killed Pikachu!" Obviously I did have something left because I barfed all over him. He glared at me and shoved a case file at me. "It's all yours now, even if you are a suspect."
He stomped off like a raging bull and left the building. I took the file and looked over it briefly. I was indeed a suspect, too bad I hadn't did it this time. The rest of the suspects were probably still at the bar, they had still been there when I had left.
I found all my suspects passed out in a big drunken pile. I found a stick, obviously used to cook Pikachu, and began poking them. Flame groaned and rolled off the top of the file. "Stop it, I don't wanna get up now." I continued poking her until she got up.
"Did you kill Dorothy?" A confused look passed her face. "I thought you killed Dorothy." I shook my head. "She came back to life and was killed again." Flame pulled herself onto a stool and shook her head, which seemed to bring her pain.
"No, I didn't kill her." I left her to a jar of aspirin and a carafe of coffee. The person on top of the pile now was Relena. I rolled her off and shot her in the back of the head. Flame jumped at the shot and glared at me. "You mind?" I nodded and went back to my investigation.
Heero moaned from the bottom of the pile, so I pulled him out. "You ok?" He let out another groan and went to the bar to order more booze. "I'll take that as a yes." I sat down beside him. "Did you kill Dorothy?"
Heero didn't seem to recognize me at first, not to mention Dorothy. Recognition finally replaced his confused look. "Are you Satan?" I sighed in exasperation. "Yes, I am, now did you kill Dorothy?" Heero seemed to be in awe for a second. "No, I wish I had though."
My remaining two suspects seem to be waking up. Wufei let out a scream at finding Quatre on top of him. "INJUSTICE!! Get off me you baka!!!" He pushed Quatre off of himself and tried to sit up, wincing in the pain of a hangover.
"What did I eat last night?" Wufei was picking pieces of burnt meat from his teeth. I nearly hurled again. "You ate roasted Pikachu." Wufei turned a brilliant shade of green and barfed on Relena's dead body. I heard a garbled 'INJUSTICE!", as he spewed all over her dead body.
I turned my back on that scene and went to question Quatre. "Did you kill Dorothy?" Quatre shook his head slowly. "I've been with you all this week, or have you forgotten." I patted his hand. "No, of course not." Of course I had, but I wasn't about to tell him that.
I turned to a still green Wufei. "That means you killed Dorothy." Wufei nodded. "Yes, I killed that damn onna." Cops came to drag Wufei away. Flame chased after them with a broom. "NO!! You can't have him!!" She beat them over their heads with it and ran off with Wufei.
The cops turned to me. "Let them go, no one cared about Dorothy anyway." The cops shrugged and went off to get their daily coffee and donuts.
The case is solved and Pikachu is dead!! Mwhahahahahahahahaaa!!! Bwhahahahahahaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The Gundam Wing Murder Files
Case No. 3 Dorothy Came Back The Very Next Day, And Got Killed Again.
Investigating Detective- Pikachu (For now)
The Victim:
Dorothy Catalonia, after being fatally shot in the head, she got back up again. Only to be stabbed about ten million times in the back. To say the least, she became swiss cheese.
The Suspects:
Heero Yuy- Had he found out about Dorothy's obsession with him? Did her sick fixation with Heero drive him to kill her?
Quatre Raberba Winner- Dorothy had tried to slice and dice him, not to mention running that sword through him, but did Quatre want revenge for that?
Chang Wufei- He has tons of problems and he hates women, who would want to kill Dorothy more than him? If not him, then who else?
Relena Peacecraft- Has she finally gone over the edge? Did all of Dorothy's talk of war make Relena pissed off enough to kill her?
Flame- She doesn't like the way Dorothy dresses, odd? Yes, but I've seen her kill for less than that. ::looks over at her:: Please don't kill me!!
Kaige- I've killed her once, who says I didn't do it again??
The Setting- Since Heero won't come out of his bar, that's where the questioning will take place.
On with the melee!!
All the suspects had already gathered at the bar. It was clear why they had gathered so early. To get drunk of course. What? Did you think they were there for any other reason?
Pikachu came hopping into the bar as if he were important. Flame's eyes drifted over to the yellow rat. In her drunken state, she didn't know what the hell it was. "Somebody get me.. hiccup.. my bat." A metal bat magically appeared out of thin air.
Pikachu shot a lightning bolt at her. She had handed the bat to a nearby drunk just in time to save herself. The man screamed in agony as he was burnt to a crisp. The bar filled with drunken laughter. One man stood to make an ass of himself. "Is that dinner I smell?" He fell over on his ass.
Pikachu jumped up onto a stool and appeared to be ordering a drink. "Pika!" The bartender gave him a confused look. "Sorry but we don't serve 'Pika' here." Pikachu looked thoroughly confused and he jumped behind the bar.
Pikachu began drinking everything in sight. He became so drunk that he passed out on top of the counter. The drunken people of the bar hung him up like a piñata and began to beat him.
No candy came out of him, so the drunken people became enraged and roasted him on an open fire. After everyone had there fill of rat and booze, they all went home.
The next day...
I came into the office with a huge hangover and a funny burnt aftertaste in my mouth. Next time, I wasn't going drinking with Heero. The boss stood waiting at my office door. "Do you have any idea what you did last night?"
By his angry look it must have been bad. "What, did I smash your car in or something?" Steam seemed to be billowing from his ears. "You killed the investigating detective of that Dorothy murder and ate him!"
"We ate a man?" I nearly hurled on him, but I didn't have anything left to hurl. "No, you killed Pikachu!" Obviously I did have something left because I barfed all over him. He glared at me and shoved a case file at me. "It's all yours now, even if you are a suspect."
He stomped off like a raging bull and left the building. I took the file and looked over it briefly. I was indeed a suspect, too bad I hadn't did it this time. The rest of the suspects were probably still at the bar, they had still been there when I had left.
I found all my suspects passed out in a big drunken pile. I found a stick, obviously used to cook Pikachu, and began poking them. Flame groaned and rolled off the top of the file. "Stop it, I don't wanna get up now." I continued poking her until she got up.
"Did you kill Dorothy?" A confused look passed her face. "I thought you killed Dorothy." I shook my head. "She came back to life and was killed again." Flame pulled herself onto a stool and shook her head, which seemed to bring her pain.
"No, I didn't kill her." I left her to a jar of aspirin and a carafe of coffee. The person on top of the pile now was Relena. I rolled her off and shot her in the back of the head. Flame jumped at the shot and glared at me. "You mind?" I nodded and went back to my investigation.
Heero moaned from the bottom of the pile, so I pulled him out. "You ok?" He let out another groan and went to the bar to order more booze. "I'll take that as a yes." I sat down beside him. "Did you kill Dorothy?"
Heero didn't seem to recognize me at first, not to mention Dorothy. Recognition finally replaced his confused look. "Are you Satan?" I sighed in exasperation. "Yes, I am, now did you kill Dorothy?" Heero seemed to be in awe for a second. "No, I wish I had though."
My remaining two suspects seem to be waking up. Wufei let out a scream at finding Quatre on top of him. "INJUSTICE!! Get off me you baka!!!" He pushed Quatre off of himself and tried to sit up, wincing in the pain of a hangover.
"What did I eat last night?" Wufei was picking pieces of burnt meat from his teeth. I nearly hurled again. "You ate roasted Pikachu." Wufei turned a brilliant shade of green and barfed on Relena's dead body. I heard a garbled 'INJUSTICE!", as he spewed all over her dead body.
I turned my back on that scene and went to question Quatre. "Did you kill Dorothy?" Quatre shook his head slowly. "I've been with you all this week, or have you forgotten." I patted his hand. "No, of course not." Of course I had, but I wasn't about to tell him that.
I turned to a still green Wufei. "That means you killed Dorothy." Wufei nodded. "Yes, I killed that damn onna." Cops came to drag Wufei away. Flame chased after them with a broom. "NO!! You can't have him!!" She beat them over their heads with it and ran off with Wufei.
The cops turned to me. "Let them go, no one cared about Dorothy anyway." The cops shrugged and went off to get their daily coffee and donuts.
The case is solved and Pikachu is dead!! Mwhahahahahahahahaaa!!! Bwhahahahahahaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!