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The Hazards of Magic IV
A Gundam W - Ruin Explorers Fusion
By Sefilin
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Wufei sat, brooding and muttering to himself in the corner of the
room that had been taken over by the Gundam pilots before the final
battle. A final battle that was very much on the Chinese boys mind as
he contemplated Treize's sacrifice and the very strange happenings
afterwards.
Fancy the great Heero Yuy not quite being able to save the day,
it was unheard of, inconceivable, but was, quite clearly what had
actually happened. After all their hard work blowing up OZ bases and
dealing with Duo Maxwell, everything looked like it was going to hell
in a basket. Then _something_ had happened that had saved them after
all, and of all the unfair things to happen in his life, what happened
then had to be the worst.
_Maxwell_ had somehow managed to be the one to save the world.
The clown, the baka, the braided, loudmouthed, obnoxious, irritating,
annoying, manic _American_. It was humiliating, as one of the Gundam
pilots to have to live under that cloud and he was seriously
considering running away to hide before everyone heard and Maxwell
became even more insufferable than usual - an almost impossible feat,
but one he was absolutely sure Maxwell would manage just to spite him.
Just then, he was saved from beginning to mutter about the
American's gall at disappearing after the fact and postponing Wufei's
obligatory congratulations so that he had to hang around for longer
than he wanted to and brood - which he enjoyed, though _not_ when it
was about the braided baka. Quatre scrambled into the room, almost
colliding with Trowa in his haste to give the taller pilot something.
Then the blonde was gone after a hastily muttered sentence.
Wondering what the Arab's problem was, he looked at Trowa who was
gazing at a small furry creature in his hand. Was that what Quatre had
given him, and if so _why?_ Wufei had a hard time understanding his
fellow pilots and, though Maxwell was by far the worst, Quatre and Yuy
had a habit of making him uneasy also. Yuy and his insufferable
snickering on the battlefield... and him meant to be the perfect
soldier, too.
A soft chittering broke into his mental rant and he noticed that
the thing on Trowa's hand was busy moving around and chattering almost
as much as Maxwell did. Wufei congratulated himself on the aptness of
his comparison and continued to watch the spectacle of a creature
dancing about Trowa's hand.
Then Trowa nodded, "Sure, Duo."
And he walked out.
Completely baffled by that last comment, Wufei decided to follow
and trailed Trowa down the corridor and into the next where their
current quarters were situated.
Instead of walking through the door with '03' pasted on it
though, he went to '02', taking out a few thin tools to open it. A
quiet chittering could be heard, and as Wufei moved a little closer, he
could see the creature - which he now saw was a chipmunk wearing an
outfit very much like Maxwell's, something that made him wonder how
much damage had been done to Quatre by the ZERO system - pointing out
the tools to be used.
Trowa went with the suggestions and had the door open in very
short order.
Wufei followed them into the surprisingly clean room, and Wufei
wondered if they were actually in Maxwell's room until he remembered
that they hadn't really had the time to make themselves comfortable
yet. Trowa and his furry friend bypassed the main room, not even
pausing next to the bunk, but moving through to the tiny bathroom.
The pilot of Heavyarms opened the cabinet above the sink and
raised his other hand so the chipmunk could see and took the indicated
bottle off the shelf. He set the chipmunk down on the rim of the sink
and unscrewed the cap, tapping a single blue pill into his palm. He
held it out and the chipmunk scampered onto his hand, grabbed it and
began munching away.
A flash of light later and Duo was standing next to Trowa.
"Thanks, man," he said to Trowa who shrugged and turned to leave.
"No problem, Duo."
Wufei stood in the doorway, obstructing Trowa's exit, trying to
figure out what just happened. If he didn't know better, he would
almost be inclined to say that the chipmunk just turned into Maxwell.
But that couldn't be right. Surely it couldn't be right. Could it?
He replayed the scene in his head once more and came to the same
conclusion. No, indeed, he hadn't seen a chipmunk turn into Duo; it
was merely his mind playing tricks on him. He must have knocked his
head and acquired a small case of concussion during that last battle
without noticing it. That had to be it.
"Wufei," Trowa's quiet voice called him back to the present and
he realised he was standing in the taller pilots way.
He moved aside and Trowa took a step forwards.
"Hey, either of you guys know if the mad scientists survived?"
Trowa glanced back over his shoulder to answer, "They didn't."
At the same time Wufei demanded to know why he wanted to know.
"I'm going to kill him if he's not already dead," Duo chirped
cheerfully, bouncing out of the bathroom after Trowa. "But I suppose
if he's dead I won't be able to. In which case, I hope he rots in hell
for all eternity and crows pick at his eyeballs and worms make a home
in his nostrils. I think that would be fitting, don't you?"
And much to Wufei's surprise, Trowa nodded, "Seems fair if he
left you with that." A hand waved at the cabinet that held the bottle
of pills.
"Exactly," Duo grinned, pleased that someone agreed with him and
drifted out of the room.
It was about then that Wufei's mind finally reached the
inevitable conclusion, that the chipmunk _had_, in fact, turned into
Duo. Unable to deal with it, Wufei dropped onto Duo's bunk and, his
last thought before he drifted into darkness was that he just _knew_
things were going to be worse after Maxwell's saving of the world.
He just hadn't quite realised exactly how much worse. And
unfortunately, now he did.
===Owari===
The last of these little ficlets ^_^ Duo's changed back and the Prof's
not around for revenge to be exacted, so...
The Hazards of Magic IV
A Gundam W - Ruin Explorers Fusion
By Sefilin
========================================
Wufei sat, brooding and muttering to himself in the corner of the
room that had been taken over by the Gundam pilots before the final
battle. A final battle that was very much on the Chinese boys mind as
he contemplated Treize's sacrifice and the very strange happenings
afterwards.
Fancy the great Heero Yuy not quite being able to save the day,
it was unheard of, inconceivable, but was, quite clearly what had
actually happened. After all their hard work blowing up OZ bases and
dealing with Duo Maxwell, everything looked like it was going to hell
in a basket. Then _something_ had happened that had saved them after
all, and of all the unfair things to happen in his life, what happened
then had to be the worst.
_Maxwell_ had somehow managed to be the one to save the world.
The clown, the baka, the braided, loudmouthed, obnoxious, irritating,
annoying, manic _American_. It was humiliating, as one of the Gundam
pilots to have to live under that cloud and he was seriously
considering running away to hide before everyone heard and Maxwell
became even more insufferable than usual - an almost impossible feat,
but one he was absolutely sure Maxwell would manage just to spite him.
Just then, he was saved from beginning to mutter about the
American's gall at disappearing after the fact and postponing Wufei's
obligatory congratulations so that he had to hang around for longer
than he wanted to and brood - which he enjoyed, though _not_ when it
was about the braided baka. Quatre scrambled into the room, almost
colliding with Trowa in his haste to give the taller pilot something.
Then the blonde was gone after a hastily muttered sentence.
Wondering what the Arab's problem was, he looked at Trowa who was
gazing at a small furry creature in his hand. Was that what Quatre had
given him, and if so _why?_ Wufei had a hard time understanding his
fellow pilots and, though Maxwell was by far the worst, Quatre and Yuy
had a habit of making him uneasy also. Yuy and his insufferable
snickering on the battlefield... and him meant to be the perfect
soldier, too.
A soft chittering broke into his mental rant and he noticed that
the thing on Trowa's hand was busy moving around and chattering almost
as much as Maxwell did. Wufei congratulated himself on the aptness of
his comparison and continued to watch the spectacle of a creature
dancing about Trowa's hand.
Then Trowa nodded, "Sure, Duo."
And he walked out.
Completely baffled by that last comment, Wufei decided to follow
and trailed Trowa down the corridor and into the next where their
current quarters were situated.
Instead of walking through the door with '03' pasted on it
though, he went to '02', taking out a few thin tools to open it. A
quiet chittering could be heard, and as Wufei moved a little closer, he
could see the creature - which he now saw was a chipmunk wearing an
outfit very much like Maxwell's, something that made him wonder how
much damage had been done to Quatre by the ZERO system - pointing out
the tools to be used.
Trowa went with the suggestions and had the door open in very
short order.
Wufei followed them into the surprisingly clean room, and Wufei
wondered if they were actually in Maxwell's room until he remembered
that they hadn't really had the time to make themselves comfortable
yet. Trowa and his furry friend bypassed the main room, not even
pausing next to the bunk, but moving through to the tiny bathroom.
The pilot of Heavyarms opened the cabinet above the sink and
raised his other hand so the chipmunk could see and took the indicated
bottle off the shelf. He set the chipmunk down on the rim of the sink
and unscrewed the cap, tapping a single blue pill into his palm. He
held it out and the chipmunk scampered onto his hand, grabbed it and
began munching away.
A flash of light later and Duo was standing next to Trowa.
"Thanks, man," he said to Trowa who shrugged and turned to leave.
"No problem, Duo."
Wufei stood in the doorway, obstructing Trowa's exit, trying to
figure out what just happened. If he didn't know better, he would
almost be inclined to say that the chipmunk just turned into Maxwell.
But that couldn't be right. Surely it couldn't be right. Could it?
He replayed the scene in his head once more and came to the same
conclusion. No, indeed, he hadn't seen a chipmunk turn into Duo; it
was merely his mind playing tricks on him. He must have knocked his
head and acquired a small case of concussion during that last battle
without noticing it. That had to be it.
"Wufei," Trowa's quiet voice called him back to the present and
he realised he was standing in the taller pilots way.
He moved aside and Trowa took a step forwards.
"Hey, either of you guys know if the mad scientists survived?"
Trowa glanced back over his shoulder to answer, "They didn't."
At the same time Wufei demanded to know why he wanted to know.
"I'm going to kill him if he's not already dead," Duo chirped
cheerfully, bouncing out of the bathroom after Trowa. "But I suppose
if he's dead I won't be able to. In which case, I hope he rots in hell
for all eternity and crows pick at his eyeballs and worms make a home
in his nostrils. I think that would be fitting, don't you?"
And much to Wufei's surprise, Trowa nodded, "Seems fair if he
left you with that." A hand waved at the cabinet that held the bottle
of pills.
"Exactly," Duo grinned, pleased that someone agreed with him and
drifted out of the room.
It was about then that Wufei's mind finally reached the
inevitable conclusion, that the chipmunk _had_, in fact, turned into
Duo. Unable to deal with it, Wufei dropped onto Duo's bunk and, his
last thought before he drifted into darkness was that he just _knew_
things were going to be worse after Maxwell's saving of the world.
He just hadn't quite realised exactly how much worse. And
unfortunately, now he did.
===Owari===
The last of these little ficlets ^_^ Duo's changed back and the Prof's
not around for revenge to be exacted, so...