O-k, so here's the low-down, blah blah blah and so on

O-k, so here's the low-down, blah blah blah and so on. Sorry, we haven't written anything in a while(Yes, your probably gonna see this same apology in a lot of our stories disclaimer), there is really no excuse for this unless you wanna hear that we have found that being a couch potato is a better life than being a busy bee(Where did we come up with that O-O??). Anywayz, enjoy!

The year is after colony 191. The Gundams are facing a new and darker crisis, they don't have lettuce! Also, the competition between Choco Bell and Mc'Gundam's is rising as they begin to publicize more and more.

Episode XXXX:

O' Wherefore art thou Dorothy!!

*Guess what folks, another straight continuation! Yeah, we're getting good at these things!*

__At front counter__

Quatre: (proceeds over to Trowa) Trowa!

Trowa: (startled, jumps) I didn't do it!

Quatre: …o-o-k…I didn't ask you if you did. But, anywayz we have a problem.

Trowa: Yeah, and??

Quatre: I need you to go out and buy some lettuce since….(with hatred)Dorothy isn't here!

Trowa: (looks down the line of customers waiting to be served and sees little kids)(looks back at Heero who yips and walks faster)…mmhmm…ok, I'll do it. But who will take over for me?

Quatre: I will. Don't worry. Now go!!!

Trowa: Ok. (leaves front counter and goes into employee's office)(grabs Quatre's keys to his new porche and his wallet)(goes outside to get lettuce)

Quatre: (smiles) Hi. How may I help you??

Mother: Hi, can I trade this toy in for a Wing Zero??

Kid: Yeah, I HATE this toy!! Sandrock is such a dork! Wing Zero is da bomb!!!

Mother: Now Jimmy, don't talk like that!

Kid: (whines) But I want a wing Zero! Sandrock stinks!!

Quatre: (gritting teeth)…Ok, I'll be right back. (kid hands Quatre his toy)(caresses his toy as he walks to the supply closet)(sniff)It's ok Sandrock! I still love you!

__Now on to Trowa__

Trowa: (driving red porche, windows down)(listening to Beach Boys)(humming along)hmm, hmm hmm, Everbody's gone surfin' surfin U-S-A. (continues driving to the supermarket)

__Now back to the front counter at Mc'Gundam's__

Duo: (has finished making all the desired patties at the time)(walks over to Quatre and taps him on the shoulder)

Quatre: (shrugs his shoulders)(to customer) Excuse me for one moment. (turns to Duo) What do you want.

Duo: (backs away)…uh Quatre, (points to his face) Your eyes twitching.

Quatre: (sighs)(grits teeth) Yes, I know that Duo. Now what did you want.

Duo: Well, see I heard that you had a pickle up your butt and I wanted to know how you got it up there.

Quatre: (gives Duo puzzled stare)………………………………………………………..what?? Duo, if this is a joke, it's not funny!

Duo: (puts his hands up in defense) hey! Woah! Calm down! It's no joke. So, do you?

Quatre: No. now may I ask who said this?

Duo: Zechs.

Quatre: uh-huh. Ok, well I'll just have to talk to Zechs so could you please tell him to meet me in my office after work. Speaking of work, you should get back to working too.

Duo: Yes sir. Oh and Quatre.

Quatre: hmm?

Duo: You should really have that eye thing checked out.

Quatre: (turns to Duo and glares at him)(eye twitches violently)

Duo: Uh….hee hee, that's my cue to leave! (runs into the kitchen)

Quatre: That's what I thought. (turns to next customer)

Kid: Hey mister!! Do you have a pickle up your butt to??

Dad: (laughs embarrassed by his kid) Isn't he a riot?? (turns to kid) Callate La Boca!!![We're not sure if that's how you say it but, it means, in Spanish, shut your mouth. How nice of a father, huh!]

Quatre: ………

__In Kitchen__

Duo: (runs through door and to stove)(jumps behind stove) Psst.

Zechs: (raises eyebrow)

Duo: (loud whisper) Is he coming??

Zechs: (walks over to door and looks out door)(walks back to fry bin)(shakes his head) nope.

Duo: (wipes forehead) phew! I was soo worried he was gonna kill me!

Zechs: (snickers)So, did you ask him??

Duo: yup!

Zechs: What did he say??

Duo: He said that he didn't have one and that he wants to see you in his office, after work.

Zechs: Aww man!! You told him it was me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Duo: um…yeah, why??

Zechs: I trusted you…you…you little…

Duo: (smiles innocently) Oopsy!

Zechs: you….little DORK!

Duo: (gasps) How hurtful!! You…SPOONY BARD!!

Zechs: (confused looks)…what?? What's that suppose to mean??

Duo: uh…um…hmmm…(ribs chin thoughtfully)…I'll have to go check.

__Now back to Trowa__

Trowa: (whistling to himself)(pulls up into the parking lot and parks the car)(turns off the ignition and hops out of the car)(grabs the grocery bag of lettuce)(sighs and looks at his beautiful surroundings)(hears a horrible squeaking noise)…???(turns around just in time to see a squirrel jump on the roof of the car) Well hello there.

Disgruntled looking Squirrel: (looks around nervously)(is breathing rapidly)

Trowa: (raises eyebrow) Is something wrong little one?? (screeches of a car can be heard from behind)

Disgruntled looking Squirrel: (squeaks violently and runs away)

Trowa: What the-(turns around to see giant supply truck coming towards him at full speed)

Dorothy: (mad crazed psychopathic look on face) WATCH OUT SQUIRREL!! I'M COMIN' FOR YOU!

Trowa: (gasps) AHHHHHHH! (jumps out of way just in time to watch Quatre's new red porche crumple into a junk heap) Oh my-

Dorothy: (screeches to a stop) Oh my-(gets out of truck)(staggers forward) Was that??

Trowa: uh-oh. (scurries to front door)

Quatre: (runs out door, knocking it into the panicky Trowa)….MY CAR!

Trowa: (falls over, grabbing nose) MY NOSE!!

Quatre: (runs over to car and begins sobbing and caressing one of the identifiable parts) It'll be ok!! It will!! We'll get you nice and fixed up…and pretty and new and red and shiny(starts crying)

Dorothy: (quietly tip toes away)

Quatre: DOROTHY CATALONIA!!

Dorothy: (freezes)(squeaks) yes?

Quatre: You're the cause of this!! YOUR….YOUR FIRED!!! WITH A CAPITAL F!!

Dorothy: but...but…but this is the only job I've kept for more than 2 days!! Please don't do this to me!! (gets on knees and starts begging)

Quatre: (points in direction of Choco Bell) GET OUT NOW!

Dorothy: (looks to where Quatre is pointing)(heavenly glow forms around Choco Bell and singing can be heard)(sigh)(eyes get all sparkly)(dreamily) Yes….I will leave! (begins walking across street to Choco Bell)(cars come screeching to a stop barely missing her)(people in car scream out obscenities)…yes…must leave!(makes it to the other side)

Man in Chicken Suit: Heey!! (dances over to Dorothy) I'm Cloud the big yellow chocobo! Welcome!!

Dorothy: (eyes grow wide) AHHH DIE!! (grabs cloud by the arm and throws him into the street)

Truck driver: (listening to country music)(looks down to switch radio stations)(looks back up again just in time to see a yellow blur fly right under his truck)(truck jumps up and down as he rides over the yellow blob) Wooeee!! That was some big squirrel! (keeps driving)

Cloud in Chicken Suit: (weakly lifts up an arm) Please…come again…(faints)

TO BE CONTINUED

What will become of Dorothy?? What is Wufei up to?? Will Quatre ever calm down??

Is Cloud ok?? Find out this and more!