Body Thank Goodness for Power Rangers

Prologue/Chapter One

Disclaimers: I do not own Gundam Wing or Power Rangers. I'm not making money from this, please don't sue. I'm poor =(.

//thoughts//

Treize is alive for convenience

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"Omae o korosu!" Duo was dead serious about ending the lives of the five scientists.

"Now hold on a second there, Duo," Doctor J began shakily.

"What did you DO to them?!" Duo was nearly growling now.

"Well, we . . .goofed. Pretty much yea, we goofed" All five scientists sweatdropped heavily.

"Omae--" Duo stole Heero's line again. This time he was cut off.

"Yea, yea. We can reverse the procedure in two months time," said Doctor J, slipping into the typical response to something like this.

"No, no, I should think they'd return to normal on their own in that amount of time," Professor G corrected.

"Whatever . . ."

"Mission accepted, " Duo managed to say, even as the four other gundam pilots ran circles around him playing tag. As Heero grabbed his braid possessively, Duo wondered just how one cared for five-year-olds. Namely gundam pilot five-year olds.

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Chapter One

//Thank God I came in the van,// Duo thought as he negotiated how to get the four gundam . . .kids back to their living quarters. //Too bad I don't have any car seats . . .// "Okay guys, I guess I'll just have to strap you in like normal. Who's first?"

"Me," Heero said quietly.

"Injustice!" Wufei cried, as he shoved Heero aside.

Trowa appeared to be sleeping, as he and Quatre had already climbed in during the exchange. Quatre smiled innocently at Duo, the effect magnified by his chibiness. Weird.

"Omae o . ." grumbled Heero from his place on the ground. Wufei drew his katana, and Heero his gun.

"We fight for the seat!" yelled Wufei, oblivious to the fact that it was already taken.

"Guys, don't fight. We shouldn't be fighting at all!" Quatre attempted to intervene now, looking as if on the verge of tears. Trowa began to snore.

"Bump this," said Duo as he grabbed the plastic sword and water gun. He buckled Wufei in next to Quatre and let Heero ride shotgun. As they (mainly Quatre) started to sing "The Wheels on the Bus," Duo realized this would be the longest two months of his life.

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Duo sensed that the rivalry between Wufei and Heero would be unbearable, so he thought about what to do while they were napping. //It's strange, they never quarreled when they were older. I guess it's just a kid thing.// He suddenly remembered the files Heero had found awhile ago about Wufei's nightly . . .activities. //I'm glad the war is over, or this might be impossible,// Duo thought as he phone Treize Khushrenada.

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"You mean you knew about the Dra-- er, Wufei and I?" said Treize, honestly baffled.

"Yes, and now that he's been turned into a child he and Heero constantly fight."

"I see. And where do I come into this?" Treize forgot his perplexity for the moment.

"Well, I was hoping you'd agree to keep Wufei until he changes back about two months from now," Duo fidgeted a bit as he spoke.

"I guess the war is over, and this poses no political threat . . . why not? I've always wondered what my Dragon was like as a child. You know the location of my compound, yes?"

"Duo nearly cheered. "Sure. How's two this afternoon?"

"Perfect," answered Treize.

"See you then. And thanks, immensely. Good bye!" Duo wiped the sweat from his brow as he gladly hung up the phone. Even with the war over, it was still weird talking the charismatic former general. //Better go get Wufei ready . . .// "Come on guys, we're gonna take a trip!" he called. //I sure hope this works out okay.//

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