At five o'clock in the morning, all the Gundam pilots were awoken rudely by a certain Chinese teen screaming at the top of his lungs. Most of what he said was Chinese cussing, and ocasionally an 'injustice' or a 'onna' made itself known among the jumble of words, but the main words seemed to be Maxwell.
"Maxwell!" they heard from their respective rooms, with Wufei's voice getting higher and pronoucing more of a lisp with each word. " Thwis is awll ywour fault!" Curious, three sleepy-eyed, tousled-haired pilots stuck their heads out into the hallway, only to see Duo running by, being chased by Wufei.
"What'd you do this time?" piped the sleepy-eyed tousle-haired Quatre, watching as the ran down the hall.
"I'm not sure." replied Duo, and at that moment he jumped down the banister and headed downstairs. Sighing, knowing he would be needed to help spare Duo life, Quatre headed downstairs in his baby-blue boxers.When they found the source of the screaming and yelling, they didn't see Wufei, but a little chibi chinese boy sitting on the floor with a pouty look on his face. The clothes Wufei had been wearing was much to big for him now, so he tripped and tumbled all the way down the stairs. Quatre came down after him, suprised by the scowly chibi that had once been Wufei.Duo was in the kitchen, sitting cross-legged on the kitchen counter, where the angry chinese chibi could not reach him. He was holding a mug of coffee, and handed out more mugs as the rest of the team came downstairs.Quatre took a sip of his coffee and burned his tongue.
"So wat happened to you?" He asked the chibi with a confused expression on his face.
"Ashk Maxwew." He replied, pointing at Duo, who had a sheepish grin plastered on his face.
Duo held up his hands in mock surrender, still smiling.
"This is a great prank, but I must admit, I didn't think up this one."
Everyone took a swig of their coffee, looking at Duo, uncertain.
Quatre looked back at Wufei, and tried to get some answers. "So what exactly happened? Duo doesn't know, so don't make me ask him." He added as he saw the chibi start to point at Duo again. Chibi Wu scowled.
" I wokeded up and I was a chibi." said Wufei. "..And It's awll Maxwell's fwault. He's jwust trying to get away wif it!"
"Let's not jump to conclusions, people." said Quatre, taking another sip of his coffee so he could think. He coughed and sputtered as he drank.
"Hn.." said Heero, looking at his teammate.
"I'm alright..." answered Quatre breathlessly, putting down his cup. He then gave a loud sneeze.
"Looks like you caught the bug that was going around in the city last time you went down for supplies." observed Trowa.
"I'll be ok." replied Quatre. "I'll just go get some medicine for it..." He headed down the hall to the bathroom to pull out some cough syrup. Quatre rummaged around in the bathroom for a few minutes before he found the medicine in a cabinet. He drank a bit of the cough syrup and shuddered. It tasted awful. He was tempted to wash out his mouth, but decided against it. He put the cap on, and put the bottle back in the cabinet. He walked back out to the kitchen and sat back down on his chair. Trowa looked at him.
"You look shorter." He stated. Quatre blinked.
"I'm not any shorter." He said confusedly.((What a word heehee)) Chibi Wu looked at him.
"Yoo awe so!" he screeched happily, while the rest of the G-Boys covered their ears.
"You must be joking. People don't start shrinking from age until they're 60 or so." stated Quatre. He picked up his coffee, took a sip, then shuddered.
"This much to bitter. Do we have any sugar?" he asked, then went rumaging through the kitchen before anyone could answer. He finally found it on the shelf where it usually was, only it seemed that someone had moved the cabinet up higher.
"Hey Trwowa!" He yelled across the kitchen to his friend. " Kan you hwelp me rweach the sugar? Swomeone moveded the shwelves..." The now chibi Quatre tried to jump and reach it, but his baggy clothes hindered him.
Trowa was shocked. (( ///_O )) He got up and helped Chibi Quatre reach the sugar anyway.
"Something's not right here." Heero muttered as he pulled out his gun. "Are you sure this isn't your fault Duo?" He said calmly as he turned to Duo. Duo shook his head.
"I already said it wasn't me, what more do you want?" he replied.
"Hn." Heero grunted. He took off with his gun to try and find the source of the problem. Chibi Quatre was now sitting on the floor with Chibi Wufei. They were fighting over the sugar bowl.
"MWINE!!MWINE!! " each of the chibis screamed at each other. The bowl finally broke in half, leaving a mess all over the carpet.
Trowa sighed and got on his knees to clean up the mess, knowing nobody else would. Duo laughed at him.
"Quiet Maxwell." he muttered. Chibi Wufei was yelling at Chibi Quatre.
"LOOK WHAT CHOO DID QUATWA!!!" he shouted. Tears welled up in chibi Quatre's eyes.
"It's not my fawt..." Duo's eyes widened.
"TAKE COVER TROWA!!! HE'S GONNA BLOW!"
"What?"
"WWWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" screamed chibi Quatre, and ran crying from the room.
"Guys..." pleaded Trowa. "A litttle help here?"
"Guy." Duo corrected. Trowa looked around for Heero, remembering he had left to search the house for the cause of the chibification.
"Ok GUY. A little help." Duo grumbled to himself as he helped Trowa finish cleaning up the sugar, and then went to look for chibi Quatre. Trowa looked at chibi Wufei.
"What are we going to do with you?" he pondered out loud. Chibi Wu stuck his tongue out at Trowa. Trowa glared at him. The Chinese chibi trembled in fear.
"Nataku! Save me!" He said, pulling a fuzzy purple blanket over his head.
Trowa rolled his eyes.