Disclaimer: Chris tarrant: now bee this question is for one million puond, do you own gundam wing?
bee: no
Chris tarrant: is that your final answer
bee: YES! NO I DON'T WANT TO TAKE ANOTHER CHOICE SO GIVE ME THE MONEY!
Chris Tarrant O.O; okay congratulations you've just won one million pounds!
bee: *smirks*
Wow OMG! OMG! OMG! i have almost reviewed all the authors that have reviewed me! yay! ^_^ so anyway what do you think of bee's predicament? it gets to the good part now oh and if anyone wonders what the hell i was thinking when i wrote this? it was because i was listening to Enrique Inqlesias "I can be you Hero" ^_^
bee thought fast. *Have to get out of room, have to get out of bed therefore have to get out of whose ever arms these are. Why do i have this horrible sinking feeling its Wufei? YOU KNOW YOU LIKE HIM REALLY! Ahhhhhhhhhh the voice is back! please god shut up! NO why not BECAUES because what? BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO*
'Crap' she breathed out then began to tug the pillow that was under her head down to her side moving as gently as possible and just as she rolled away from who ever's grasp it was she slipped the pillow under their arm.
Climbing silently out of the bed she stood then began to do the circular hand movements silently (you know the ones I.E. Go jerry go jerry go jerry) then she spun around and realised that it was Wufei in the bed. Fighting the urge to throw up or at least cover his face with make-up and write who's a weak onna now Wufei on his shirt she began to walk to the door.
That was when the sadistic author side of her ook over and sighing quietly turned back took her make-up kit out of hammer space and began her latter urge.
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Ten minuetes later Wufei looked like one of the lady Mamalade cast and bee was sneaking once again silently to the door, when Wufeis full length mirror caught her eye. her thoughts ran something like this
*AHHHHHHHHH SHIT! FUCKFUCKFUCK FUCK!!!! what the hell happened to me where are my normal clothes Why the hell am i dressed up as an angel, why does Wufei have such a big mirror?, GYPSY WILL DIE!!!!! AND ANYONE WHO HELPED HER*
At this point sleeping beauty decided to wake up, groaning he turned over and began his quest for the alarm clock radio (dosen't anyone else put music on when they wake up? ^^; or is it just me?)
'Stupid onnas' he muttered, bee meanwhile was frozen into position deciding that she did want to live and that if she did move there was a very high risk factor of drawing attention to herself and the mirror, which would be a very BAD idea VERY VERY BAD.
Eyes half closed and wits not at the sharpest the solitary dragon, pilot 05 and at the moment the prettiest little gundam pilot ever walked into the bathroom and locked the door behind him. bee breathed a sigh of relief and threw herself at the door.
It was locked.
oh shit.....
could things get any worse?
apparently they could.......
there was a knock from outside the door and Quatres voice called out to Wufei
'Wufei are you ok? Because the other guys have all been chained to their beds and the servants are cutting them free now' hearing no-answer the Winner Heir obviously took it upon himself to be the hero of the hour and save his friend. 'Wufei i'm gonna come in okay?' after hearing no answer Quatre obviously assumed the worst had happened and started trying to wrench the door open.
At this point bee knelt down and thanked Kami-sama that Quatre was not pyshically strong then got up and began to see if she could take a chance with the window. there was a balcony on the floor below but, this was only for an emergency she reminded herself.
'Master Quatre would you like any help?'
'Why thank you Rashid if you would be so kind' the door creaked as a greater strength was placed upon it.
'Desperate times call for desperate measures', bee summarised as she opened the window.
what did you think? was it good can i get a review for it? or possibly five for a better chapter the more reviews the more ideas i get i swear its true! my head is buzzing with them! oh well please get my reviews up to 75 and i will love you for ever and ever!
bee
bee: no
Chris tarrant: is that your final answer
bee: YES! NO I DON'T WANT TO TAKE ANOTHER CHOICE SO GIVE ME THE MONEY!
Chris Tarrant O.O; okay congratulations you've just won one million pounds!
bee: *smirks*
Wow OMG! OMG! OMG! i have almost reviewed all the authors that have reviewed me! yay! ^_^ so anyway what do you think of bee's predicament? it gets to the good part now oh and if anyone wonders what the hell i was thinking when i wrote this? it was because i was listening to Enrique Inqlesias "I can be you Hero" ^_^
bee thought fast. *Have to get out of room, have to get out of bed therefore have to get out of whose ever arms these are. Why do i have this horrible sinking feeling its Wufei? YOU KNOW YOU LIKE HIM REALLY! Ahhhhhhhhhh the voice is back! please god shut up! NO why not BECAUES because what? BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO*
'Crap' she breathed out then began to tug the pillow that was under her head down to her side moving as gently as possible and just as she rolled away from who ever's grasp it was she slipped the pillow under their arm.
Climbing silently out of the bed she stood then began to do the circular hand movements silently (you know the ones I.E. Go jerry go jerry go jerry) then she spun around and realised that it was Wufei in the bed. Fighting the urge to throw up or at least cover his face with make-up and write who's a weak onna now Wufei on his shirt she began to walk to the door.
That was when the sadistic author side of her ook over and sighing quietly turned back took her make-up kit out of hammer space and began her latter urge.
.....
...
..
.
Ten minuetes later Wufei looked like one of the lady Mamalade cast and bee was sneaking once again silently to the door, when Wufeis full length mirror caught her eye. her thoughts ran something like this
*AHHHHHHHHH SHIT! FUCKFUCKFUCK FUCK!!!! what the hell happened to me where are my normal clothes Why the hell am i dressed up as an angel, why does Wufei have such a big mirror?, GYPSY WILL DIE!!!!! AND ANYONE WHO HELPED HER*
At this point sleeping beauty decided to wake up, groaning he turned over and began his quest for the alarm clock radio (dosen't anyone else put music on when they wake up? ^^; or is it just me?)
'Stupid onnas' he muttered, bee meanwhile was frozen into position deciding that she did want to live and that if she did move there was a very high risk factor of drawing attention to herself and the mirror, which would be a very BAD idea VERY VERY BAD.
Eyes half closed and wits not at the sharpest the solitary dragon, pilot 05 and at the moment the prettiest little gundam pilot ever walked into the bathroom and locked the door behind him. bee breathed a sigh of relief and threw herself at the door.
It was locked.
oh shit.....
could things get any worse?
apparently they could.......
there was a knock from outside the door and Quatres voice called out to Wufei
'Wufei are you ok? Because the other guys have all been chained to their beds and the servants are cutting them free now' hearing no-answer the Winner Heir obviously took it upon himself to be the hero of the hour and save his friend. 'Wufei i'm gonna come in okay?' after hearing no answer Quatre obviously assumed the worst had happened and started trying to wrench the door open.
At this point bee knelt down and thanked Kami-sama that Quatre was not pyshically strong then got up and began to see if she could take a chance with the window. there was a balcony on the floor below but, this was only for an emergency she reminded herself.
'Master Quatre would you like any help?'
'Why thank you Rashid if you would be so kind' the door creaked as a greater strength was placed upon it.
'Desperate times call for desperate measures', bee summarised as she opened the window.
what did you think? was it good can i get a review for it? or possibly five for a better chapter the more reviews the more ideas i get i swear its true! my head is buzzing with them! oh well please get my reviews up to 75 and i will love you for ever and ever!
bee