This is Not My Day 3

This is Not My Day 3

After the incident in the food court Heero was lucky to get out of the mall alive. The girls all bustled him to the bathroom, each one surrounding him. They made it through the door when Heero realized girls weren't aloud in the boy's bathroom. A group of 6 girls would surely be noticed going in. A group of 6 girls and a guy wouldn't be noticed going into the female bathroom.

Heero, poor guy had to spent 15 minutes in the girls' bathroom while Catherine and Dorothy went to buy him a new pair of pants.

`Why do girls have little garbage cans in their stalls?` Heero wondered as he opened the lid to throw out his gum. What Heero saw horrified him. He bolted out of the stall and past the girls. He made it out of the bathroom and into the food court before he realized what he was doing.

People started to stare at the poor guy who had wet his pants and bolted out of the girls' bathroom. Chasing after him were 4 girls. They grabbed him and dragged him back in.

Some loudmouth from the crowd yelled "I wonder why that guy wet his pants? If I was locked in a bathroom with 4 pretty girls I wouldn't be so scared that I'd wet my pants."

"Ya I'd make the most of the situation, I'd be out of those wet…ahhh." Loudmouth number 2 broke off in a scream as Heero pointed a gun at him.

"Now who has wet his pants?" Loudmouth number 1 yelled to number 2. He was glad Heero took care of it or he would have had to beat the guy up for insulting the girls like that. Duo turned to Wufei who had taken out his sword. "Hey, don't decapitate the guy, Heero took care of it. I wonder what happened to him. It's not like Heero to have an accident."

Heero was fuming, not only had that second idiot insulted the girls but the first one sounded very familiar…Duo. The sound of a sword being drawn sounded remarkably like Wufei…. Nah, it couldn't be, could it?

Well Heero got his pants, they were a couple of sizes to big but that's ok, they were cheap.

"Heero, we had some trouble finding pants in your size on the budget you gave us. You can't find very many pairs of pants for under 5 dollars."

"That's fine. Does anyone have a belt I could wear?" Heero said while holding his pants up.

"I do," Hilde said while taking her belt off. "It's pink, but it should do the trick." She said as she handed it to him. Heero looked down at the pink belt with the huge pink plastic buckle.

He put it on and discovered it was a bit too small for him. It was quite tight so there was no chance for his pants to fall off.

As he walked he realized his pants were to short for him. Unfortunately for him he had to borrow green and yellow checked socks since all of his were wet or shrunk.

So here he was, walking through the mall with clown socks, pants that didn't fit, and a pink belt. Could it get any worse?

POP

Looking down he prayed that wasn't what he thought it was. It wasn't, it was worse. There on the floor laid the pink buckle off of his, Hilde's belt. He looked around, no one seemed to notice. Hilde and Relena were off to the side talking. He bent over to pick up the buckle…

RIP

Somehow he had bust the seam in the back of his pants. Now everyone was watching him! He carefully picked up the buckle, pretending nothing happened. As he stood up the inevitable happened since his belt is now unattached and his pants split in two.

GRAVITY WORKS!!

Heero had to gingerly bend down again to pick up his pants. Everyone watching got a good view of his black boxers with little red hearts and scythes. Of course these were borrowed too, from Duo.

From the crowd of people watching Heero you could hear, "Well at least my underwear is sturdy." Everyone looked at Heero and started mumbling about how great of a ventriloquist he was. Heero or the girls weren't fooled. They knew the voice belonged to Duo.

Heero decided to scrap the pants and walk around in his boxers. He went years wearing spandex shorts so why not boxers for an afternoon? Why was it he gave up shorts again?

As he walked out the door he remembered. Snow, cold, brrr, it was all he could do to remain expressionless. It looked like the limo was parked miles away. It could be worse, he could of lost his boxers too. Of course they were kind of damp and were starting to freeze.

He made it to the limo and was nice and warm inside. That's when it hit him. He didn't get a tuxedo. There was something he didn't like about this. He enjoyed shopping way too much.

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Here's my witty disclaimer… are you ready? I don't own Gundam Wing. Why is that so funny you ask? Well I'm pathetically obsessed with it. Review this… please. *Begs* Well no I'm not really that materialistic. I also have this great story called Must I Kill You? So, would you please read that… It's funny and it has H+R in it.

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