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D.D.: *In stage whisper* It appears that I have escaped spandex boy and his enraged friend for the moment, but I'm going to have to be very quiet while I type this.

Wufei: Aha! I have caught up with you, weak woman! Making me appear afraid of Maxwell is an injustice of the highest degree!

D.D. Sssh! Not so loud, or you're going to have Heero coming down on me like a ton of bricks, shooting the hell out of me!

Wufei: Good! Then justice will have been done.

D.D. Shut up justice boy!

Wufei: DUO!! HEERO!! I'VE FOUND HER!!!

D.D.: Damn you Wufei!

Duo: Aha! Cornered, now I can get Heero to shoot you, right Heero?

Heero: Hn.

D.D.: But…if you shoot me, you won't find out what happens, and you'll remain in child form forever.

Duo: *Considers this* Ok, but once the fic is ended, you die.

D.D. Once the fic has ended, I'll be out of here.

Four pairs of eyes watched as a fifth pair narrowed in concentration. Four pairs of lungs held their breath as Howard dropped a tiny amount of a chemical into a tube. The result was highly dramatic.

Nothing happened.

Wufei sighed and rolled his eyes. "Howard, can't you just find the notes you wrote while making the potion and reverse them? We've been waiting for over three and a half hours, and each time, nothing happens."

The sunglasses-clad scientist shook his head, "I keep telling you, I never made any notes, I forgot."

Even good-natured Quatre rolled his eyes at this.

Howard was just lighting a Bunsen burner when a loud yell echoed throughout the house, bouncing off walls and zipping down corridors. He jumped so much that his sleeve caught fire in the burner.

"That sounded like Yuy," Said Wufei worriedly, "I hope Maxwell hasn't done anything too terrible."

In the background Howard began to run around, waving his arm and looking for a fire extinguisher.

"Maybe we should go check?" Suggested Trowa anxiously.

"Yeah, but first…" Quatre paused, "I think we should help Howard put his arm out."

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Heero stared in disbelief at the braided child in front of him, not only had the braided baka stolen the cookie jar while his back was turned, but he had taken Heero's gun as well.

Narrowing his eyes he favoured the small American with a Heero Yuy death glare special, it had no affect whatsoever. The child merely carried on trying to get the jar open, and keep an eye on the gun at the same time.

"Give me the gun." Heero growled; eyes still narrowed. Duo looked up briefly before returning to the task at hand. "No."

"Give. Me. The. Gun." Heero said again, slowly this time, trying to control his anger, no one stole from Heero Yuy, particularly not taking his guns.

The small Duo looked at him, then down at the cookie jar. Without a word, he picked up the gun, aimed it randomly at the top of the jar and pulled the trigger.

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As Trowa, Quatre and Wufei walked along the hallway, a loud shot echoed from the living room. With a brief look at one another they set off running in that direction, desperately hoping Heero hadn't killed Duo, or worse…

Flinging open the door they came across an enraged Heero, and a small Duo with cookie crumbs all over his face. "What happened?" Demanded Quatre, "We heard a shot."

Heero pointed at the boy sitting on the floor. "The little…baka stole my gun, and used it…to open a COOKIE jar!" Wufei's face immediately turned bright red as he tried to control his laughter at the thought of someone actually stealing Heero's precious gun and using it as a cookie jar opener.

However his laughter did not last long, as Quatre soon pointed out that while they had been busy watching Wufei roll on the floor with mirth, Duo had crept off, and could be wreaking havoc around the house.

And so the great Duo hunt began.

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Heero immediately began searching in his and Duo's room, looking in all the closets and the bathroom, swiftly he checked to make sure his spare guns weren't missing and then his laptop, everything was the same, breathing a quiet sigh of relief, he plopped down on the bed, before falling backwards and into a deep sleep.

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Trowa and Quatre checked their room, nothing. They asked Howard, nothing. They even checked the basement where the Gundams were being kept, but still Duo was not there, not even perched on Deathscythe's shoulder.

Quatre and Trowa were about to give up when they walked past Wufei's open door. The Chinese boy was simply standing in the middle of the room, staring in horror. Quatre and Trowa walked in just in time to be hit by a flying piece of cloth.

Duo had found Wufei's sword, and, instead of leaving it like a normal child would have done, he was playing pirates. Unfortunately playing pirates involved smashing Wufei's small shrine, ripping his curtains to make eye patches and generally just making a mess.

Wufei was now trembling with barely controlled anger at the destruction of all that was precious to him, especially his silk curtains.

His was about to pounce on the small menace when, to his great embarrassment, Duo found a picture of Sally Po, the braided boy held it up, considering it from all angles before turning to Wufei, waving the curved sword.

"Aha matey! She be a pretty lass!" Duo cackled, doing a pretty good Blackbeard impression. Wufei's entire face turned a wonderful shade of pink, and much to Quatre and Trowa's amusement seemed unable to say anything apart from, "INJUSTICE!"

The terrifying Blackbeard merely cackled harder.

To Be Continued…

D.D.: Ok People, you know the drill, reviews keep me on a high and inspire me to write more, so the more you review, the quicker this story will get done.

Duo: And then us poor Gundam pilots can kill her for the great injustice done to us…oh NOOOOO I'm starting to sound like Wufei now!

Wufei: Injustice Maxwell… *begins to chase the hapless Duo around the room*

D.D.: Ok, um, just, yeah review…um…