Chapter Six: Scrub a Dub Dub
"So!" the waitress sneered, "you have no money? Well, the boss has certain procedures for people without money!" She stomped off to call the boss while several other waitresses kept watch over them.
"We can easily overpower these weak onnas," Wufei whispered to Heero.
"No, I have a feeling that wouldn't be a good idea," Heero said. And so they waited to see what their fate would be. The lady came back red faced and with a much older and bigger man.
"There they are!" she shouted. The man inched towards them and picked Treize up by the collar.
"So you are the bimbos that wouldn't pay?" he boomed. Treize swallowed hard gasping for breath. "Since I'm in a generous mood I'm going to let all of you live," he said. Zechs and several others snorted, this guy had no idea who he was messing with, but they'd play along for his sake. "Instead," the man continued, "you will have to wash dishes for three hours to make up for your bill of a hundred dollars." Duo mumbled. "Follow me to the kitchen," the man motioned them to follow, which they did. The kitchen was rather large with white tiles and in the sink stood a stack of about 200 dishes waiting to be cleaned not to mention the cups and the utensils.
"There *are* dishwashers in this time period, right?" Trowa asked.
"Of course there are!" the man grumbled feeling insulted, "but for that comment you aren't going to get to use them."
"INJUSTICE!" Wufei shouted.
"Life isn't fair, boy," and with that the man left the dishes to the boys.
"I've got an idea," Quatre said, "Heero and Duo can do the washing, Trowa and I can rinse, and Zechs and Treize can dry."
"And what about me?" Wufei asked annoyed.
"Well…. You can put the dishes away in the cupboards," Quatre answered. Wufei sighed, how the heck had this happened anyway?
"Why do Heero and I get the hardest jobs?" Duo asked.
"Please spare us," Trowa spoke up, "let's just GET to work." And so they began to work washing the dishes. It hadn't been even ten minutes when the trouble began. Duo turned to Heero and splashed him with some cold water. The perfect soldier grunted and then splashed Duo back. And thus the water war started, soon Quatre and Trowa joined in and then Zechs. But Wufei and Treize remained out until both Zechs and Duo dumped tubs of soapy water over them. In the end they not only had to finish the dishes, they also had to clean the floor too. After finally finishing cleaning the floor and the dishes they were absolutely physically dead.
"I'm ready to take a nice long nap," Duo commented.
"You forget," Zechs sadly reminded them, "we don't HAVE a place to stay or sleep."
"Now I KNOW it can't get worse than this," Wufei said. Of course, the irony always is that it does get worse. The manager had just so kindly kicked them out of the restaurant, furious with the mess they had caused even though they had cleaned it. The lights of the street seemed very welcoming.
"So we'll just roam the streets to morning, right?" Duo asked.
"Do we have any other choice?" Quatre answered him with another question. They walked on the cold pavement streets… tired… and wishing very much so for a nice warm bath and a place to stay. Currently they turned the corner and came face to face with a volcano daring to erupt. (Anyone who has gone to the Mirage hotel knows what I am talking about, if you haven't it has a simulator volcano in the front that is large and realistically erupts every few minutes or so.)
"RUN!" Wufei shouted.
"It's a VOLCANO!" Treize joined in. And so they ran, and ran into a dark alley until finally Zechs stopped them.
"What fools we are!" Zechs shouted staring back at the volcano that had just erupted and the bunches of spectators watching, "it's only a model… a fake!" The gundam pilots sighed angered by the fact that they had been tricked. Presently they began to leave the dark alley but a bulky man in a leather jacket stopped them.
"You little boys aren't from around here are you?" he smiled viciously. From behind him emerged about twenty gang members. "The name's Slick," he said, "remember that so you know who killed you."
"This can't be good," Quatre said.
But Duo only laughed, "These guys have no idea who they are messing wi.." before he could finish his sentence Slick grabbed him by the collar and lifted him off the ground. Duo quickly kicked Slick in the gut and flipped gracefully to land on the ground.
"Gett'm and don't show any mercy!" Slick shouted angrily.
"OK Run!" Quatre shouted but the gang was blocking their way out.
"Sheesh, Murphy's Law (The law that states that everything that can go wrong, will go wrong) sure does like following us," Trowa said gulping.
"So!" the waitress sneered, "you have no money? Well, the boss has certain procedures for people without money!" She stomped off to call the boss while several other waitresses kept watch over them.
"We can easily overpower these weak onnas," Wufei whispered to Heero.
"No, I have a feeling that wouldn't be a good idea," Heero said. And so they waited to see what their fate would be. The lady came back red faced and with a much older and bigger man.
"There they are!" she shouted. The man inched towards them and picked Treize up by the collar.
"So you are the bimbos that wouldn't pay?" he boomed. Treize swallowed hard gasping for breath. "Since I'm in a generous mood I'm going to let all of you live," he said. Zechs and several others snorted, this guy had no idea who he was messing with, but they'd play along for his sake. "Instead," the man continued, "you will have to wash dishes for three hours to make up for your bill of a hundred dollars." Duo mumbled. "Follow me to the kitchen," the man motioned them to follow, which they did. The kitchen was rather large with white tiles and in the sink stood a stack of about 200 dishes waiting to be cleaned not to mention the cups and the utensils.
"There *are* dishwashers in this time period, right?" Trowa asked.
"Of course there are!" the man grumbled feeling insulted, "but for that comment you aren't going to get to use them."
"INJUSTICE!" Wufei shouted.
"Life isn't fair, boy," and with that the man left the dishes to the boys.
"I've got an idea," Quatre said, "Heero and Duo can do the washing, Trowa and I can rinse, and Zechs and Treize can dry."
"And what about me?" Wufei asked annoyed.
"Well…. You can put the dishes away in the cupboards," Quatre answered. Wufei sighed, how the heck had this happened anyway?
"Why do Heero and I get the hardest jobs?" Duo asked.
"Please spare us," Trowa spoke up, "let's just GET to work." And so they began to work washing the dishes. It hadn't been even ten minutes when the trouble began. Duo turned to Heero and splashed him with some cold water. The perfect soldier grunted and then splashed Duo back. And thus the water war started, soon Quatre and Trowa joined in and then Zechs. But Wufei and Treize remained out until both Zechs and Duo dumped tubs of soapy water over them. In the end they not only had to finish the dishes, they also had to clean the floor too. After finally finishing cleaning the floor and the dishes they were absolutely physically dead.
"I'm ready to take a nice long nap," Duo commented.
"You forget," Zechs sadly reminded them, "we don't HAVE a place to stay or sleep."
"Now I KNOW it can't get worse than this," Wufei said. Of course, the irony always is that it does get worse. The manager had just so kindly kicked them out of the restaurant, furious with the mess they had caused even though they had cleaned it. The lights of the street seemed very welcoming.
"So we'll just roam the streets to morning, right?" Duo asked.
"Do we have any other choice?" Quatre answered him with another question. They walked on the cold pavement streets… tired… and wishing very much so for a nice warm bath and a place to stay. Currently they turned the corner and came face to face with a volcano daring to erupt. (Anyone who has gone to the Mirage hotel knows what I am talking about, if you haven't it has a simulator volcano in the front that is large and realistically erupts every few minutes or so.)
"RUN!" Wufei shouted.
"It's a VOLCANO!" Treize joined in. And so they ran, and ran into a dark alley until finally Zechs stopped them.
"What fools we are!" Zechs shouted staring back at the volcano that had just erupted and the bunches of spectators watching, "it's only a model… a fake!" The gundam pilots sighed angered by the fact that they had been tricked. Presently they began to leave the dark alley but a bulky man in a leather jacket stopped them.
"You little boys aren't from around here are you?" he smiled viciously. From behind him emerged about twenty gang members. "The name's Slick," he said, "remember that so you know who killed you."
"This can't be good," Quatre said.
But Duo only laughed, "These guys have no idea who they are messing wi.." before he could finish his sentence Slick grabbed him by the collar and lifted him off the ground. Duo quickly kicked Slick in the gut and flipped gracefully to land on the ground.
"Gett'm and don't show any mercy!" Slick shouted angrily.
"OK Run!" Quatre shouted but the gang was blocking their way out.
"Sheesh, Murphy's Law (The law that states that everything that can go wrong, will go wrong) sure does like following us," Trowa said gulping.
