And here's the happy ending you've all been waiting for! It's short, but sweet (I hope).
~Epilogue~
"OI! ABUNAI!"
The Chinese boy looked up from his book just in time to see a basketball headed for him at an
alarming rate. His quick reflexes stopped it from hitting him and he glared at the young girl
who smiled down at him.
"Gomen, Fei-kun. Duo-kun decided to knock the ball out of the court."
"Chigau yo, Mako-chan! *You* just have a lousy grip."
"Oniichan! He's being mean again!"
The eldest boy of the three smiled down at his sister. He raised an eyebrow at Duo, and the blue
haired girl who sat next to him giggled.
"What have I told you about picking on my sister, hmmm?"
Duo looked sheepish and immediately started backing away.
"Gomen, Mako-chan! Oh, look at the time, I gotta go now! Ja!"
He ran away with Makoto chasing him. The other three could hear her shouting at him to come back
and take his punishment like a man. WuFei grinned.
"I've taught her well."
The old man and his granddaughter looked down from the steps of the main shrine building. He
watched the little children and wondered for the umpteenth time how he had wound up with so many
little ones. When he had told the orphanage that he would take in a family, six little children
was *not* what he had been expecting. Makoto and Trowa where blood related, as were Heero and
Mamoru. WuFei and Duo had refused to let the four leave without them, so he had taken them too.
Young Ami and Quatre were also siblings, they lived with their mother, but they spent so much
time at the shrine that they might as well have lived there. It was nearly the same situation
for Usagi and Minako, but the two were not related, no matter how much they looked alike. The
old man knew his granddaugher needed the playmates and they were happy to be together.
"At least Heero, Mamoru and you are sane, Rei-chan," he told his granddaughter.
"Sane?" the little girl asked, looking up at him with big eyes.
He chuckled and shook his head.
"Betsuni, Rei-chan, betsuni. OI!!! You lot get over here! Dinner's on!"
The sounds of a boy being chased and a girl chasing him were replaced by a stampeed of little
feet. Sounds of laughter came along with the "Hurricane Food Frenzy" that was all the children
who were hungry. The old man smiled at them.
They might be little terrors most of the time ... but I wouldn't have it any other way.
~Owari~
Well, how do you like it? I hope I have lived up to your satisfaction, please review! Oh, and be
and the look out for the revised version of this story, which will be posted soon!
And, for all you who have read and enjoyed my story, would you like a sequel? I'm thinking of
writing one, but it depends on the feedback I get.
~Epilogue~
"OI! ABUNAI!"
The Chinese boy looked up from his book just in time to see a basketball headed for him at an
alarming rate. His quick reflexes stopped it from hitting him and he glared at the young girl
who smiled down at him.
"Gomen, Fei-kun. Duo-kun decided to knock the ball out of the court."
"Chigau yo, Mako-chan! *You* just have a lousy grip."
"Oniichan! He's being mean again!"
The eldest boy of the three smiled down at his sister. He raised an eyebrow at Duo, and the blue
haired girl who sat next to him giggled.
"What have I told you about picking on my sister, hmmm?"
Duo looked sheepish and immediately started backing away.
"Gomen, Mako-chan! Oh, look at the time, I gotta go now! Ja!"
He ran away with Makoto chasing him. The other three could hear her shouting at him to come back
and take his punishment like a man. WuFei grinned.
"I've taught her well."
The old man and his granddaughter looked down from the steps of the main shrine building. He
watched the little children and wondered for the umpteenth time how he had wound up with so many
little ones. When he had told the orphanage that he would take in a family, six little children
was *not* what he had been expecting. Makoto and Trowa where blood related, as were Heero and
Mamoru. WuFei and Duo had refused to let the four leave without them, so he had taken them too.
Young Ami and Quatre were also siblings, they lived with their mother, but they spent so much
time at the shrine that they might as well have lived there. It was nearly the same situation
for Usagi and Minako, but the two were not related, no matter how much they looked alike. The
old man knew his granddaugher needed the playmates and they were happy to be together.
"At least Heero, Mamoru and you are sane, Rei-chan," he told his granddaughter.
"Sane?" the little girl asked, looking up at him with big eyes.
He chuckled and shook his head.
"Betsuni, Rei-chan, betsuni. OI!!! You lot get over here! Dinner's on!"
The sounds of a boy being chased and a girl chasing him were replaced by a stampeed of little
feet. Sounds of laughter came along with the "Hurricane Food Frenzy" that was all the children
who were hungry. The old man smiled at them.
They might be little terrors most of the time ... but I wouldn't have it any other way.
~Owari~
Well, how do you like it? I hope I have lived up to your satisfaction, please review! Oh, and be
and the look out for the revised version of this story, which will be posted soon!
And, for all you who have read and enjoyed my story, would you like a sequel? I'm thinking of
writing one, but it depends on the feedback I get.