disclaimer

I don't yet own the gw world but I soon will… but until then, PLEASE DON'T SUE unless you want about 9 million pics that take all of a medium sized room with a trail in the middle and trust me, you don't want them but I do own the car and the deer.

the unhappy happy meal

*This is Quatras P.O.V.*

"Thank you all for coming and for all the gifts and whoever gave me the tatter-tot plushie will be given a life time supply of happy meals" (TM). Quatra said to the 4 g-boys, Zechs and Treize with a smile then blushing when Trowa smiled back at him.

"I would love to stay at the bash Q-man but today is mine and Heero's anniversary." A cheerful voice that was Duo.

"Goodbye Duo, Heero, and thanks for everything" Quatra replied to them and watched the two young lovers leave, so he turned around and came face to face with a red-faced young Chinese boy asking him to settle their newest fight of which was better - metal or plastic. "I was raised on the wonders of plastic and it was great, right?" Wufie asked Quatra but before he could reply Treize, Wufie's boyfriend interrupted "No, its not. Metal is better." Treize told him putting him on the spot

"Your both right" Quatra said to them "INJUSTICE!…

"NOBODY believes in the wondrous plastic" Wufie angrily lashed out to Treize. "We will settle this dilemma with a duel, choose how." The defiant young aristocrat said, "Chess would be how the duel was played. Quatra turned to leave them alone and ran into Zechs who didn't notice him. He was too busy talking to the son of Pope Briza, Joey. "Now that's not true and you know it" Zechs answered to the boy, a few seconds before Zechs threw his hand in the air and yelled "That may be so but does the Pope approve?" Quatra could only guess that this fight was about the governments so he tried to listen in but was unable for Treize's and Wufie's cries about metal and plastic and was about to pick up another phone when Zechs hung up on the poor lad.

"Sorry Quatra but duty calls. I didn't know that he was here. Goodbye." And with that, he left the room and heading towards the door "Bye Treize, little dragon" he called and was gone.

Wufie jumped up and yelled, "NO ONE calls me little dragon!" and ran out behind Zechs. Treize was right behind Wufie. "Bye" they both yelled.

"Do you want to come home with me?"Trowa asked, startling Quatra

"Um, OK" was all he could say. Holding hands they both walked out to Quatra's corvette. It was bright red with a black inside. Quatra unlocked it and they climbed in. "Long or short way home" Quatra asked Trowa.

"Long" he replied. Halfway home, they drove along a two-lane road with bus on both sides when a deer raced out and stopped, frozen in the headlights. When they hit, the deer rolled over the car and landed behind the car, not moving. Trowa jumped out of the slow moving car and ran to the deer. When Quatré joined him, he cried, "Is…is it still moving? Please be okay."

"Don't worry little one, he's stunned. That's all." Trowa calmly told the sobbing boy. They stayed with the deer until it was able to get up and leave. "Let's go home" Trowa told him and led him to the passenger seat and got in the driver's side and started for home again. When they had arrived, Quatré said he was tired and went to bed and Trowa joined him. They both dreamt that today was just a nightmare and they would awake soon to a great- deer-less day.





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