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Chibis' Playground
Chapter Two: I Didn't Mean To, Mommy. Reawwy.
Chibi-Duo swung on the swings energetically, his braid trailing behind him like a beacon. "I KNOW A SONG THAT GETS ON EVERYBODY'S NERVES!! EVERYBODY'S NERVES!! EVERYBODY'S NERVES!! I KNOW A SONG THAT GETS ON EVERYBODY'S NERVES, AND THIS IS HOW IT GOES!! DUMDUMDUM!!" The seven year old bellowed gleefully, ignoring the threatening glares of fellow chibis.
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Meanwhile, the seven year old Chinese Chibi stood, his head lowered under the scornful glare of Sally's angry parents.
"You shouldn't be mean to our daughter, young man!" the father scolded, looming over the chibi and waving his index finger around like he could actually do damage with it.
"Yes, yes! Sally's father is exactly right, Wufei! You should be a nice little boy and play.. nice!" The mother said as well, holding a sniffling Sally.
Wufei looked up at the two adults with angry eyes. "But.. but..."
"NO buts, young man! You play like a nice little gentleman!"
"But.. but.."
"GO PLAY NICE!"
Chibi Sally hiccuped, still sniffling, into her mother's shirt.
Wufei turned away and trudged towards the slide.
Sally grinned.
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The shadows from the looming trees wavered, the leaves making a cool, rustling sound as the gentle breeze blew. Chibi Heero eyed the ground below him as he stood heroically on the tree branch, three of his fingers barely touching the trunk.
A group of his fellows had gathered around the tree, all staring up at the young daredevil with wide, worried eyes.
"Yer.. yer gonna kill yourself!!" The Arabian chibi scolded, glaring up at the reckless Heero with narrowed eyes.
Chibi Duo looked up from where he was trying to untangle his braid from a sticky mess of purple popsicle. Eyes widened dramatically. "Do it! Do it! Do it! Bet you won't do it!"
"...." Trowa taunted.
Heero wavered, taking his fingers off of the trunk. He folded his arms across his chest, glaring down at the group. "I can't die! Imma.. Imma.. IN-VISIN-CISI-VEVEL!"
Hilde slowly backed away from the tree. "You're gonna jump on me and KILL MY HEAD!!" She ran away, sobbing.
The braided chibi blinked, thinking about running after his friend. He would, if he ever got that stupid sugary popsicle OUT OF HIS HAIR!
"Jumping is for da.. for da.. weak!" Wufei intoned, snorting as he tapped his foot.
"Bleeh!" Heero stuck his tongue out, then gasped and toppled backwards off of the tree. ".....!!" Thud. "Sniffle.."
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"I told you! I told you you'd get hurt, I told you I told you I told you!" Chibi Quatre repeated, staring down at the whimpering seven year old who had fell into the bush.
Duo had finally freed the criminal popsicle from his hair, offering it to Heero. "Wan it?"
"...No."
Chibi Relena stared down at him, large blue eyes full of tears. "Are you.. are you.. are you okay?"
".. I'm inver-sifi-ri-ce-vivel-vical, 'member?"
"... Kay then!" She whapped him on the head. "Tag, yer it!"
And their chaotic child's play resumed.
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Noin and Milliardo were fending off their sandbox from intruding nine-year-olds.
"It's MINEMINEMINEMINE!" Noin crowed, holding her stick in a defensive position.
"Yeah! You can't have the sandbox, you meanies! 'Cuz she's gonna be my GIRLFRIEND when we're all growed up so NYAH!"
The two nine-year olds glanced at each other, snickering. "Hah hah!" the first one grinned. "You little kids are so STUPID!"
Which triggered the blond, bishounen Chibi to headbutt him, sending him crying to his mommy and the other one spouting threats of hanging the little kid up by his underwear on a coat rack.
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... And so ends the madness.
Until naptime's over, anyway.
Bwuaahahahahahahhahahahahaahahhhhah... um..
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Special thanks to Wu! Fwee..
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