The Addiction

By Anonymous Donor

Disclaimer: I don't own GW, nor will I ever. I just like toying with the boys' lives with the help of my muse, Kawaii-Baka.

Categories: Humor, or at least my attempt

AD's note: Okay, don't ask. All that came in my head was the first two lines and I had to go off it. R&R, please.

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"Duo, I think you have a problem."

"It's not a problem. I can stop anytime I want."

"Duo, be serious! We've all seen you. indulge yourself in it. This needs to stop!"

"Heero, Quatre, I'm fine, really," Duo protested, trying to hide the evidence of his little addiction under his bed. He never thought it would come to this, but now. Quatre kneeled beside him just as Wufei walked past, stopped and stared in the room in complete horror.

"Maxwell. Don't tell me this is all yours." he muttered, still looking shocked. Duo hung his head.

"Maybe I do have a problem."

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Later that evening.

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They pushed Duo through the door of the small white room, forcing him to sit. An overly cheerful woman was up at the microphone. She smiled at Duo. "Oh, it looks like we have someone new joining our support group!" Everyone clapped. Duo looked at the other guys as if to say 'can-I-please- leave-these-people-are-fruitcakes!' Heero gave him a death glared that forced him to go up to introduce himself. Duo swallowed hard.

"Um. Hi. My name's Duo-" he was cut off by a chorus of 'hi, Duo!'s emanating from the room. He continued on slowly. "And I'm here because I'm addicted to. My Little Ponies." Gasps of terror rang out through the room. Duo hung his head in shame and sat down, a few people around him comforting.

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A few weeks later.

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"Congradulations, Duo! We think you're ready to go back out into the world and face it all," the cheerful woman from the first night said. Duo smiled and headed out where he met his friend and they ventured back to the safe house.

"Well, you guys. I'm all better now. No more My Little Ponies for me!" They all grinned at him. "But I'm tired, so I'm sackin' out." He headed up to his room. As he closed the door behind himself, a devious grin spread across his face. He reached into a drawer and pulled out a little plastic model. "I GOTTA CATCH 'EM ALL!"

"Pika!"

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AD's note: Damn. That was stupid. At least it's out of my system now. Oy. Flames are almost welcome for this steaming pile of poo.