TEN SECOND DEATHFIC




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Note to readers of 'The Pink Shirt Files': A new chapter will be up just as soon as real life slows down a bit! Gomen- school is evil .

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*Quatre walks into view of the camera and clears his throat.*
Quatre: Hello everyone. My name is Quatre Raberba Winner, and I am one of the wealthy residents of L4, but I have decided to take time out of my busy schedule to help raise awarness for this very important cause. Did you know that the most common cause of death amongst 'Gundam Wing' characters is *dramatic pause* the DEATH FIC?
*gasps of shock and horror from the crowd*
Quatre: I know! Me and my comrades have all been killed off in fan-fics more times than we can count! Sad, but true. So, loyal fans, we are asking for your support to help stop this epedemic. Save a Gundam boy- kill a fan-fic author! Mwahahaha!


_~*OWARI*~_














Quatre: And what is with people calling me 'Little One'?! Do you think I LIKE that term? For Allah's sake, it makes me sound like I have a small-

_~*OWARI*~_

Quatre: -and I can tell you right now, I don't have a small one of those! Just ask Trowa, he's seen it a million times!
Friezaess: I said OWARI! Finished! Over! The fic has ended and I'm going to get something to eat!

_~*OWARI*~_

Quatre: *pouts* But I really DON'T have a small Gundam...