A/N: Okay... I know Relena-bashing fics have basically gone WAY out of style, but that's alright. I did one anyway on a whim. This was inspired by a day in summerschool Gym class as I sat out in the left field and watched some chick file her nails. Urd wouldn't leave me be about it because she thought it was funny (that's a first, usually she gives me sexually arousing ideas) o.o;;
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"Aww, C'mon, Teach'! Do we HAVE to play it? You know I can't STAND playin' that!!" Duo complained... As usual. Kickball had never been his forte.
For various reasons, all of the Gundam Pilots were stuck taking summer school. Relena, of course, got around to SOMEBODY and just HAPPENED to be taking the same classes as the boys, who were, of course, all stuck in the same Summer School Gym class. It was an assortment of people after those six. A few girls who had decided to fail two classes, and were stuck with PE and Physical Science right after, and a few, who like Trowa, Wufei, Quatre and Heero, were just a few credits shy of graduation and had to take SOMETHING in order to get by.
"You decide to fail English, Maxwell, so you pay the price. Just stop complaining and kick the ball.." was Wufei's retort. Sadly, he'd been stuck on a team with Quatre, Duo, and the majority of the girls, two out of which could actually kick the ball. Wufei didn't like the idea of playing childrens' games, but if it got him out of American schooling, then he could tolerate it.
Trowa, Heero and Relena were on the same team as well as the last of the classmates. Relena stood in the outfield, filing her near non-existant nails and fixing her braids, while Trowa and Heero guarded the first and second bases as if they were their Gundams.
The pitch was rolled and Duo kicked the ball as hard as he could... Missing and falling flat on his bottom. This, of course, caused an uproar of laughter from the whole gym. "Heh! Meant to do that!" Getting up, he adjusted his gym shorts, kicked at the floppy plastic base and prepared for the next pitch. This time, he kicked it, and hard... And it went flying into the outfield directly at...
"Oh, Allah!! RELENA, WATCH OUT--!!"
Needless to say, Quatre's warning was a little too late. The ball, spinning at a maddening pace and flying even faster, went directly for her face. Eyes growing wide, it hit her right on the nose, knocking her over and sending the entire gym into another fit of laughter. Duo, not caring, ran the bases while a leftfielder grabbed the ball.
Of course, Relena leaving the team to go to the nurse wasn't much of a loss, and many hoped that her dilvering-mail-to-people-in-Siberia adventure-talks were over... At least for the day.
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"Aww, C'mon, Teach'! Do we HAVE to play it? You know I can't STAND playin' that!!" Duo complained... As usual. Kickball had never been his forte.
For various reasons, all of the Gundam Pilots were stuck taking summer school. Relena, of course, got around to SOMEBODY and just HAPPENED to be taking the same classes as the boys, who were, of course, all stuck in the same Summer School Gym class. It was an assortment of people after those six. A few girls who had decided to fail two classes, and were stuck with PE and Physical Science right after, and a few, who like Trowa, Wufei, Quatre and Heero, were just a few credits shy of graduation and had to take SOMETHING in order to get by.
"You decide to fail English, Maxwell, so you pay the price. Just stop complaining and kick the ball.." was Wufei's retort. Sadly, he'd been stuck on a team with Quatre, Duo, and the majority of the girls, two out of which could actually kick the ball. Wufei didn't like the idea of playing childrens' games, but if it got him out of American schooling, then he could tolerate it.
Trowa, Heero and Relena were on the same team as well as the last of the classmates. Relena stood in the outfield, filing her near non-existant nails and fixing her braids, while Trowa and Heero guarded the first and second bases as if they were their Gundams.
The pitch was rolled and Duo kicked the ball as hard as he could... Missing and falling flat on his bottom. This, of course, caused an uproar of laughter from the whole gym. "Heh! Meant to do that!" Getting up, he adjusted his gym shorts, kicked at the floppy plastic base and prepared for the next pitch. This time, he kicked it, and hard... And it went flying into the outfield directly at...
"Oh, Allah!! RELENA, WATCH OUT--!!"
Needless to say, Quatre's warning was a little too late. The ball, spinning at a maddening pace and flying even faster, went directly for her face. Eyes growing wide, it hit her right on the nose, knocking her over and sending the entire gym into another fit of laughter. Duo, not caring, ran the bases while a leftfielder grabbed the ball.
Of course, Relena leaving the team to go to the nurse wasn't much of a loss, and many hoped that her dilvering-mail-to-people-in-Siberia adventure-talks were over... At least for the day.
