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Important Note: SOBE® is so great...


Wufei & the Injustice of the Serta Sheep
By Waltz195


Wufei was having a bad dream. He must be.

There were sheep in his office...He was an operator...There were sheep in his office...He was an operator...

Just what was the expiration date on his power bar?

He hung in the mists of unconsciousness, for who knows how long, before he was awakened by a voice calling out to him.

Wufei...Wufei...Wufei... "WUFEI! Wake up!"

He was snapped back to reality, only to be greeted by a pair of laughing blue eyes. He groaned.

"What do you want, onna?" Wufei grumbled, picking himself up off the floor, which he did not recall falling on.

Sally just smirked at him as she watched him dust himself off. "Are you okay? It's not like you to faint."

"I did not faint!" he argued, defending his pride. "I was...just...taking a nap...that's all."

"Uh-huh, and Duo's on a diet," Sally countered, making her way back down the hall. "Anyway, be on guard. There were reports of a strange sighting by the gate sentry earlier."

"What kind of strange sighting?" he asked, a bit apprehensive.

"Something about sheep. Probably been off in Lala-land again. I'm checking him out just in case.You never know. Hallucinations could be the sign of an illness." With that she departed, leaving him to mule over the events that had transpired before his (ahem) episode.

Wufei entered his office silently and closed the door. Upon turning around, he was promptly scared to death.

(Well, not really, but you get the idea...)

"Glad to see you decided to wake up," stated the lead sheep, which, Wufei recalled, had been the one that spoke to him. He and his wool clad brethren were packed into his office. "Never though I'd see the day when a sheep was trying to wake someone up, rather than put them to sleep."

It took Wufei severals seconds to pick his jaw up off the floor, and when he was coherent enough, he spoke.

"Who are you! And what in the world do you want!"

The sheep murmured amongst themselves before the leader, Earl, spoke again. "We need help."

"You and me both," Wufei mumbled, moving to sit at his desk again. "I can't believe I'm talking to a sheep."

"Look, buddy," Earl spoke up forcefully. "We came here because we've been done wrong. Our jobs have been taken from us and we need some help to right these injustices! Are you gonna help us or not?"

Wufei had been listening idly to the sheep's dialogue until he heard the word "injustice". His attention perked up immediately and he leveled an intense gaze on the sheep.

"Injustices?" he spoke hopefully. "Did you say injustices? What kind of injustices?"

Earl looked thoughtful. "Well, there was that unannounced contract termination with the Carlsons and the Greys and that lying bag of springs Forsopp. Not to mention that scumbag lawyer who wanted sixty percent of the legal earnings."

"Say no more." Wufei stood, rubbing his hands together in anticipation. "I'd be glad to rectify these injustices which have been brought upon you...yes...HEHEHEHE!" he cackled sinisterly, a disturbing glint in his dark eyes.

"Earl?" A random sheep asked. "Are you sure this guy can help us?"

"Sure!" Earl assured him. "We got our support didn't we? We'll get those Serta® jerks yet..."

"Come my wronged comrades!" Wufei called sharply. "We have much to do! By the honor of Nataku, those weak cowards will be brought to justice!" And with that he marched out of the office, a group of hesitant sheep following in his wake.

"Who's Nataku?"


Author's Notes: ...Lalalalalalala-land...;