Hilda's Fic Challenge
One day, randomly, the G-Boys (and a few other Gundam W characters deceided to come over my house. Now, it's not like I didn't want them there (who wouldn't) however, I was still cleaning up after the cast of Outlaw Star, who came over the previous day.
"Ohjeez... Stupid Gene... Feelbad... Harry," I muttered dragging a bag of discarded castor shells down the stairs.
While I was doing heavy labor, the boys were relaxing in my bedroom. Duo and Quatre were cruising FanFiction.net. Wufei was happily marveling at my collection of Nataku models, my Nataku t shirt, my Shenlong action figure, and even an action figure of the Solitary Dragon himself. Heero was scouring my house for a castor shell that hadn't been fired. And Trowa was blindly helping the boy he so stupidly worshiped. Zechs was standing in the middle of my VERY small bedroom, wondering why he was here. And Treize was in my kitchen, pour yeast into a glass of strawberry kiwi Tropicana Twister (he was hoping to make wine).
"Look at this Maxwell!" Wufei shouted, pointing at my Shenlong action figure, "She even posed it right! This onna knows how to respect a man!"
Zechs muttered something about there being more OZ stuff in my room, but Wufei didn't hear. Since he was bored (and the man gets easily bored) Zechs counted the OZ stuff in my room. Models of the Tallgeese, Tallgeese II, Tallgeese III, and Epyon. Action figures of the Tallgeese, Tallgeese II, and Epyon. An action figure of Zechs. Two Zechs t shirts. An overwhelming ammount of OZ Gundam MS WAR trading cards. Zechs looked down, trying to find a place in my room without his beautiful face on it. There was a pile of Zechs fan art to his left. While Zechs was distracted, I came back in the room, and took him by surprise by lightly spearing him into my small bed with the Oriental dragons and kanji bed motif (which Wufei also loved). So now Zechs was confused man with a 16 year old Hurricane-Girl sitting on his tummy.
"Eww... Yuck... Gross..." Duo said, still parusing the fic archives. "Hurricane, are you Lady Dante and Angel of Ice the only ones that ever write stories about Zechs where he's not evil?"
"There a few others," I said, "But not many."
"How come there are so many stories where I uh... get... ummm... abused," Quatre said meekly.
"Because you are the cute little bunny pilot?" I suggested.
"But aren't I your bunny?" Zechs asked, mock offended.
This was getting horribly messy and off topic. I gave Zechs a quick kiss, to assure him he was still my favorite, and stood up, jumping off my bed.
"Okay," I said off in to the distance mysteriously, "I challenge you! To write a fic about Zechs or Treize where they aren't evil blood thirsty scary people! In which in they either haven't joined OZ yet, or it's after Endless Waltz. Like... Civilian lives."
"But Hurricane... you wrote...." Zechs began, but I shut him up with another kiss.
"Good luck!" Duo said, smiling.
"Can I be evil for once?" Quatre pleaded.
"LOOK, SON OF WINNER! SHE DOES ME GREAT HONOR!" Wufei shouted, still marveling at the Wufei merchandise.
The End.
A/N Yes, that is a challenge, please accept by reviewing with something like "Challenge accepted."
Also, Lady Dante and Angel of Ice are two of my FAVORITE AUTHORS EVER! I wish great prosperity to them both. It's also obvious in what order I rank the pilots (6, 13, 5, 2, 4, 1, 3), So I'm sorry if I offended any Heero or Trowa fans. Okay, well... get to work.
One day, randomly, the G-Boys (and a few other Gundam W characters deceided to come over my house. Now, it's not like I didn't want them there (who wouldn't) however, I was still cleaning up after the cast of Outlaw Star, who came over the previous day.
"Ohjeez... Stupid Gene... Feelbad... Harry," I muttered dragging a bag of discarded castor shells down the stairs.
While I was doing heavy labor, the boys were relaxing in my bedroom. Duo and Quatre were cruising FanFiction.net. Wufei was happily marveling at my collection of Nataku models, my Nataku t shirt, my Shenlong action figure, and even an action figure of the Solitary Dragon himself. Heero was scouring my house for a castor shell that hadn't been fired. And Trowa was blindly helping the boy he so stupidly worshiped. Zechs was standing in the middle of my VERY small bedroom, wondering why he was here. And Treize was in my kitchen, pour yeast into a glass of strawberry kiwi Tropicana Twister (he was hoping to make wine).
"Look at this Maxwell!" Wufei shouted, pointing at my Shenlong action figure, "She even posed it right! This onna knows how to respect a man!"
Zechs muttered something about there being more OZ stuff in my room, but Wufei didn't hear. Since he was bored (and the man gets easily bored) Zechs counted the OZ stuff in my room. Models of the Tallgeese, Tallgeese II, Tallgeese III, and Epyon. Action figures of the Tallgeese, Tallgeese II, and Epyon. An action figure of Zechs. Two Zechs t shirts. An overwhelming ammount of OZ Gundam MS WAR trading cards. Zechs looked down, trying to find a place in my room without his beautiful face on it. There was a pile of Zechs fan art to his left. While Zechs was distracted, I came back in the room, and took him by surprise by lightly spearing him into my small bed with the Oriental dragons and kanji bed motif (which Wufei also loved). So now Zechs was confused man with a 16 year old Hurricane-Girl sitting on his tummy.
"Eww... Yuck... Gross..." Duo said, still parusing the fic archives. "Hurricane, are you Lady Dante and Angel of Ice the only ones that ever write stories about Zechs where he's not evil?"
"There a few others," I said, "But not many."
"How come there are so many stories where I uh... get... ummm... abused," Quatre said meekly.
"Because you are the cute little bunny pilot?" I suggested.
"But aren't I your bunny?" Zechs asked, mock offended.
This was getting horribly messy and off topic. I gave Zechs a quick kiss, to assure him he was still my favorite, and stood up, jumping off my bed.
"Okay," I said off in to the distance mysteriously, "I challenge you! To write a fic about Zechs or Treize where they aren't evil blood thirsty scary people! In which in they either haven't joined OZ yet, or it's after Endless Waltz. Like... Civilian lives."
"But Hurricane... you wrote...." Zechs began, but I shut him up with another kiss.
"Good luck!" Duo said, smiling.
"Can I be evil for once?" Quatre pleaded.
"LOOK, SON OF WINNER! SHE DOES ME GREAT HONOR!" Wufei shouted, still marveling at the Wufei merchandise.
The End.
A/N Yes, that is a challenge, please accept by reviewing with something like "Challenge accepted."
Also, Lady Dante and Angel of Ice are two of my FAVORITE AUTHORS EVER! I wish great prosperity to them both. It's also obvious in what order I rank the pilots (6, 13, 5, 2, 4, 1, 3), So I'm sorry if I offended any Heero or Trowa fans. Okay, well... get to work.
