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Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing plain and simple!  I also do not own Pepsi.

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Chapter 1 – Wake up Call.

            It was seven am on a Saturday morning.  Heero and Duo woke to the sound of a phone ringing.  After being up half the night, both were half-asleep.  Heero, thinking he was hearing some kind of alarm going off and that he was about to be attacked, made a dive for the gun on his nightstand.

            Duo snapped awake once he realized what Heero was doing.  "Hey Hee-Chan."  He mumbled.  "Take it easy there, it's just the phone."  Duo grabbed the phone as Heero set the gun back down and crawled back under the covers.  "Hello?" Duo grumbled sleepily.

            "Heya, Duo!"  A bright-eyed, and bushy-tailed sounding Quatre chimed into the receiver.  "Um, this is Duo, right?  I can barely tell, you sound so sleepy."

            "Yeah," Duo moaned and stretched sleepily.  "What the hell are you doing, Quatre, calling at seven in the morning?"

            Heero poked his head out from under the covers and mumbled, "It's Quatre?"

            "Yeah," Duo answered.  "He, Trowa and Wufei are going down to the beach.  He says he couldn't get a hold of us last night.  You wanna go?"

            "No, you go ahead if you want to." Heero grumbled almost inaudibly.

            "Well, it would be a good excuse to get away from Hilde today."  Duo remembered that Hilde had called yesterday and said something about getting together.  "Same thing every Saturday."  Duo thought.  "Yeah, ok Quatre," he said into the phone, "but I guess Heero's gonna chill here for today.  What?!! Eight o'clock?  Does the traffic really get that bad?  Well, all right.  See ya then."

            Duo set the phone down and crawled back under the covers, snuggling against Heero.  "Sleeeeeep."  He murmured before passing out again.

            At seven-thirty, the phone rang again.  Duo snapped awake, grabbing Heero before he pounced for the gun again.  "Go away!"  Duo growled at the phone, but it kept ringing, and ringing, and ringing.  Finally he snatched up the receiver, frustrated.  "Hello!" he snapped.

            "Um, duo?  I'm sorry, did I wake you?"  the girl's voice sounded into the receiver.  "It's me Hilde.  You busy today?"

            "Hilde, hi.  Yeah, I'm going away for the day actually."

            "Oh darn!  I was wondering if you wanted to hang out.  Well, ok then."  Hilde sounded disappointed.  "Maybe some other time."

            "Yeah, ok, sounds great, Hilde.  Talk to ya again.  Bye."  Duo sighed as he hung up.  "Is everyone around here nuts?  Seven o'clock in the morning on Saturday is no time to be calling people!"

            He no sooner got the words out of his mouth than the phone rang again.  "That does it!" Duo said, tossing the cordless at Heero.  "You're getting it this time.  If I've gotta be awake, so do you!"   

            Heero gave Duo an unappreciative look and took the phone, barely murmuring in his monotone voice.  "Hello."

            "Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeero!!!!!  Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!!!"

            Heero took the phone away from his ear and pressed his hand to his temple, a sure sign of a Relena-induced headache!  "Relena…"

            "Good morning, Heero!  Isn't it a lovely day outside?  Wanna do something today?"

            "Ummmmm, Relena…"

            "Oh goody!  I'll be over there at eight-thirty!  See ya then!"

            The next thing Heero heard was a dial tone.  Sighing with relief, he looked over at Duo's Cheshire cat grin and rolled his eyes.

            "She'll be here at eight-thirty, huh?"  Duo grinned, obviously having heard every word."

            "Hnnn.  What time is Quatre coming?"

            "Eight o'clock."

            "We'd better get ready to go then."  Heero announced, heading for the bathroom.

            Duo flopped back on the bed again and chuckled.  "He'll do just about anything to get rid of Little-Miss-Psyco-Peacecraft."