My second Subreality attempt. This one is stranger than the last, so I guess there should be some kind of warning, but that'd just spoil the fun, anyway...
Project: Bliss
By XMAN0123 &
Yugi! :)
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Heero tried to remember why he'd agreed to the experiment. He seemed to recall a promise of bliss, but even that was fairly distant to him now. The world seemed to swim in and out of focus, swirling and mixing with pools red and black.
"I think you're okay now," a voice said.
Heero slowly opened his eyes, trying to find the voice's owner.
"Heero, can you hear me?" it asked.
He blinked a few times, then saw Duo's face. "What happened?"
"I don't know, but they tell me you were singing right before you passed out."
"Singing?" Heero repeated.
"Yeah. As in 'Come On Over.' I didn't know you were into Christina A., man."
"I'm not." Heero slowly sat up.
"Sure, that's what they all say. Don't fight it, Heero. She IS pretty cute."
"I was not sing-" Heero stopped himself when he realized where they were. "This is Relena's house."
"Yeah, so what?" Duo asked. "We're here for the party."
"Party? I don't remember any-"
The door to the right opened, and Zechs stuck his head in. "Hey, get back in here, you two!" he shouted over the noise of the party behind him. "The wine is flowing, and I can't handle all these women alone!" He took a long sip from the mug he was holding, then passed out onto the floor.
"Like I was saying, bro," Duo went on as he dragged Heero to the door. "You really need to let go. Have some fun. Live a little. Well, a lot, in your case."
As he stepped over Zechs and entered the room, Heero's eyes widened. Whether it was from shock, happiness, or pure lust was up for debate, but they definitely got much bigger.
Everywhere he looked, there were women of loose reputation, and even looser clothing (what little of it they still wore, anyway). Somewhere in the thriving mass of bodies, he spotted Trowa's signature hair. It took Heero a while to recognize it, as Trowa was also unconscious, facedown in a bowl of obviously spiked punch.
Then there was Quatre. He was standing on the small stage to the left. Well, standing was a bad word for it. To be more precise, he was dancing. Well, that wasn't descriptive enough, either. He was dancing...exotically. That was the best phrase Heero could think of, short of stripping (though that's exactly what Quatre was doing). Women surrounded the stage, screaming their heads off and throwing money.
Heero shook his head and tried to tell himself that if was all just a horrible nightmare. That none of this was really happening. That he'd eaten one too many burritos, and this was simply a side effect. All this he might have accomplished, if he hadn't seen Wufei.
The woman-hating warrior was sitting in a chair, nursing a drink with one hand and a Cuban cigar with the other. Well, he was trying to nurse them, but the woman giving him a lap dance kept getting in the way. As his gaze landed on Heero, Wufei dropped his cigar, flashed him a thumb's up and shouted drunkenly "JUSTICE!" before passing out onto some very comfortable pillows.
Heero was suppressing the urge to scream when Duo tapped him on the shoulder.
"I've got a surprise for you, bro! Turn around!"
Heero hesitated, then finally turned around. There was a huge cake in front of him, the kind that people usually tended to pop out of. Heero started to back away as the band began to play the ending theme to Gundam Wing.
The top of the cake fell away to reveal a woman dressed in revealing gypsy's outfit.
"Oh, man! Here she comes, bro!" Duo said excitedly, slapping Heero across the back.
The women slowly stepped down from the cake and wrapped an arm around Heero's neck. "Are YOU the birthday boy?" she asked breathlessly.
Heero tried to answer, but his mouth didn't seem to be working properly.
"Dance with me!" she said, dragging him to the stage.
Heero suddenly recognized the woman, and turned her around. "Relena, is that you?!"
Relena giggled and tapped his nose with a finger. "I thought I was gonna have to sing 'Happy Birthday, Mr. Gundam Pilot' before you figured it out."
Before Heero could protest, she shoved him onstage, where he landed next to Quatre, who was down to his boxer shorts by now.
"Hey, I didn't know you were into this, too!" Quatre said, helping him up. "If you know what to shake, you can really get paid!"
Heero started to tell him that he wasn't about to shake anything when there was a loud explosion outside. Before anyone knew what was happening, the Wing Gundam took out the back wall and aimed its beam cannon at the cake. Heero ran over and scrambled into the pilot's seat. Just as he did so, Relena hopped into his lap.
"You weren't thinking of leaving before I gave you a birthday kiss, were you?" she asked.
Heero ignored her and fired the beam cannon, sweeping it across the room. When he was done, the entire house had been reduced to less than ashes.
"Well, that was rude," Relena muttered. "Now where am I supposed to live?"
Heero grunted and turned the Gundam away from the former house, shifting it into jet mode. He was thrown back in his seat as the jet zoomed forward into the night sky.
Relena suddenly grabbed his head. "Now, about that kiss..."
Heero struggled to pull away, but there was hardly any room to move. He could only stare in horror as Relena's lips came closer and closer to his own...
* * * * *
"AAH!" Heero shrieked, shaking his head from side to side. "Make it stop! Please, MOMMY, MAKE IT STOP!"
"Hmmph. I thought Gundam pilots were supposed to be invincible," Washu muttered, tapping her chin thoughtfully. "Looks like my Bliss Machine still has some kinks to be worked out, eh, Heero?"
"No more," Heero whimpered, tears falling from his eyes. "No more. Please!"
"Wuss," Washu muttered, turning back to her computer console. "Let's start you off in Lady Une's bedroom this time."
"No! NO! NOOOOOOOOO!" Heero screamed, pulling desperately at his restraints. "Help me! Somebody HELP MEEEE!"
* * * * *
Yugi sighed and shook her head. "Well, that's the last time I ever try to write fanfic. This stuff is a lot harder than I thought."
The bathroom door opened, and a boy walked out. It was then that he spotted Yugi in his chair. "Hey! Get away from there!"
Yugi turned pale. "Eeeep!" She jumped out of the chair and ran, but he caught one of her overall straps.
"Okay, Yugi. What did you do?"
"Um...nothing?" she guessed.
He glanced at the computer screen, then shuddered. "Why is Quatre doing that?!"
"Maybe he's a closet stripper?"
"Yugi, I've told you not to mess with my stories! You can inspire them, but this is exactly why you're not allowed to type them!"
"Um...I'm sorry?"
"Yes, you are!" The boy groaned and looked at the computer again. "Heero's gonna murder me in my sleep now..."
Yugi looked worried. "You're not gonna tell my boss about this...are you? I could get in trouble!"
"You ARE in trouble!"
"But if you tell them you're mad at me...they won't let me be a Muse anymore!"
"Muse on loan," the boy reminded her with a sigh.
"You're not mad...are you?" she asked quietly.
"Well, my impending death kinda overshadows being mad right now, so it's hard to say. But I do think you should explain to Heero that YOU wrote this story."
Yugi shuffled her feet nervously. "But you know how pissed he can get. What if he hurts me?"
"For one thing, he's human, and you're not. For another, has anyone ever been able to physically punish you?"
"Well...not exactly..."
"So there's nothing to be afraid of, right?"
"I guess not," she said slowly.
"So go fix this mess you made and save my butt!" Then, taking another look at the screen, he added, "And stop watching those HBO specials! They're for ADULTS!"
Yugi lowered her head. "Okay." She slowly walked out of the room.
The boy sat down at his computer and was about to delete the file when he noticed something. "Hey, I didn't know I was signed onto AOL right now. What's this? 'Your mail has been sent.' I didn't send any...what?! Subreality Mailing List?! YUGI!!!"
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Disclaimer: Heero, Duo, Zechs, Relena, Wufei, Trowa, Quatre & Wing Gundam belong to Sunrise; Washu & Yugi belong to Pioneer. Subreality belongs to Kielle.
Yes, I am crazy, and I do have a lot of free time. Contact me at XMAN0123@aol.com, as usual...if you dare... insert sinister, maniacal laughter of your choice here
Project: Bliss
By XMAN0123 &
Yugi! :)
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Heero tried to remember why he'd agreed to the experiment. He seemed to recall a promise of bliss, but even that was fairly distant to him now. The world seemed to swim in and out of focus, swirling and mixing with pools red and black.
"I think you're okay now," a voice said.
Heero slowly opened his eyes, trying to find the voice's owner.
"Heero, can you hear me?" it asked.
He blinked a few times, then saw Duo's face. "What happened?"
"I don't know, but they tell me you were singing right before you passed out."
"Singing?" Heero repeated.
"Yeah. As in 'Come On Over.' I didn't know you were into Christina A., man."
"I'm not." Heero slowly sat up.
"Sure, that's what they all say. Don't fight it, Heero. She IS pretty cute."
"I was not sing-" Heero stopped himself when he realized where they were. "This is Relena's house."
"Yeah, so what?" Duo asked. "We're here for the party."
"Party? I don't remember any-"
The door to the right opened, and Zechs stuck his head in. "Hey, get back in here, you two!" he shouted over the noise of the party behind him. "The wine is flowing, and I can't handle all these women alone!" He took a long sip from the mug he was holding, then passed out onto the floor.
"Like I was saying, bro," Duo went on as he dragged Heero to the door. "You really need to let go. Have some fun. Live a little. Well, a lot, in your case."
As he stepped over Zechs and entered the room, Heero's eyes widened. Whether it was from shock, happiness, or pure lust was up for debate, but they definitely got much bigger.
Everywhere he looked, there were women of loose reputation, and even looser clothing (what little of it they still wore, anyway). Somewhere in the thriving mass of bodies, he spotted Trowa's signature hair. It took Heero a while to recognize it, as Trowa was also unconscious, facedown in a bowl of obviously spiked punch.
Then there was Quatre. He was standing on the small stage to the left. Well, standing was a bad word for it. To be more precise, he was dancing. Well, that wasn't descriptive enough, either. He was dancing...exotically. That was the best phrase Heero could think of, short of stripping (though that's exactly what Quatre was doing). Women surrounded the stage, screaming their heads off and throwing money.
Heero shook his head and tried to tell himself that if was all just a horrible nightmare. That none of this was really happening. That he'd eaten one too many burritos, and this was simply a side effect. All this he might have accomplished, if he hadn't seen Wufei.
The woman-hating warrior was sitting in a chair, nursing a drink with one hand and a Cuban cigar with the other. Well, he was trying to nurse them, but the woman giving him a lap dance kept getting in the way. As his gaze landed on Heero, Wufei dropped his cigar, flashed him a thumb's up and shouted drunkenly "JUSTICE!" before passing out onto some very comfortable pillows.
Heero was suppressing the urge to scream when Duo tapped him on the shoulder.
"I've got a surprise for you, bro! Turn around!"
Heero hesitated, then finally turned around. There was a huge cake in front of him, the kind that people usually tended to pop out of. Heero started to back away as the band began to play the ending theme to Gundam Wing.
The top of the cake fell away to reveal a woman dressed in revealing gypsy's outfit.
"Oh, man! Here she comes, bro!" Duo said excitedly, slapping Heero across the back.
The women slowly stepped down from the cake and wrapped an arm around Heero's neck. "Are YOU the birthday boy?" she asked breathlessly.
Heero tried to answer, but his mouth didn't seem to be working properly.
"Dance with me!" she said, dragging him to the stage.
Heero suddenly recognized the woman, and turned her around. "Relena, is that you?!"
Relena giggled and tapped his nose with a finger. "I thought I was gonna have to sing 'Happy Birthday, Mr. Gundam Pilot' before you figured it out."
Before Heero could protest, she shoved him onstage, where he landed next to Quatre, who was down to his boxer shorts by now.
"Hey, I didn't know you were into this, too!" Quatre said, helping him up. "If you know what to shake, you can really get paid!"
Heero started to tell him that he wasn't about to shake anything when there was a loud explosion outside. Before anyone knew what was happening, the Wing Gundam took out the back wall and aimed its beam cannon at the cake. Heero ran over and scrambled into the pilot's seat. Just as he did so, Relena hopped into his lap.
"You weren't thinking of leaving before I gave you a birthday kiss, were you?" she asked.
Heero ignored her and fired the beam cannon, sweeping it across the room. When he was done, the entire house had been reduced to less than ashes.
"Well, that was rude," Relena muttered. "Now where am I supposed to live?"
Heero grunted and turned the Gundam away from the former house, shifting it into jet mode. He was thrown back in his seat as the jet zoomed forward into the night sky.
Relena suddenly grabbed his head. "Now, about that kiss..."
Heero struggled to pull away, but there was hardly any room to move. He could only stare in horror as Relena's lips came closer and closer to his own...
* * * * *
"AAH!" Heero shrieked, shaking his head from side to side. "Make it stop! Please, MOMMY, MAKE IT STOP!"
"Hmmph. I thought Gundam pilots were supposed to be invincible," Washu muttered, tapping her chin thoughtfully. "Looks like my Bliss Machine still has some kinks to be worked out, eh, Heero?"
"No more," Heero whimpered, tears falling from his eyes. "No more. Please!"
"Wuss," Washu muttered, turning back to her computer console. "Let's start you off in Lady Une's bedroom this time."
"No! NO! NOOOOOOOOO!" Heero screamed, pulling desperately at his restraints. "Help me! Somebody HELP MEEEE!"
* * * * *
Yugi sighed and shook her head. "Well, that's the last time I ever try to write fanfic. This stuff is a lot harder than I thought."
The bathroom door opened, and a boy walked out. It was then that he spotted Yugi in his chair. "Hey! Get away from there!"
Yugi turned pale. "Eeeep!" She jumped out of the chair and ran, but he caught one of her overall straps.
"Okay, Yugi. What did you do?"
"Um...nothing?" she guessed.
He glanced at the computer screen, then shuddered. "Why is Quatre doing that?!"
"Maybe he's a closet stripper?"
"Yugi, I've told you not to mess with my stories! You can inspire them, but this is exactly why you're not allowed to type them!"
"Um...I'm sorry?"
"Yes, you are!" The boy groaned and looked at the computer again. "Heero's gonna murder me in my sleep now..."
Yugi looked worried. "You're not gonna tell my boss about this...are you? I could get in trouble!"
"You ARE in trouble!"
"But if you tell them you're mad at me...they won't let me be a Muse anymore!"
"Muse on loan," the boy reminded her with a sigh.
"You're not mad...are you?" she asked quietly.
"Well, my impending death kinda overshadows being mad right now, so it's hard to say. But I do think you should explain to Heero that YOU wrote this story."
Yugi shuffled her feet nervously. "But you know how pissed he can get. What if he hurts me?"
"For one thing, he's human, and you're not. For another, has anyone ever been able to physically punish you?"
"Well...not exactly..."
"So there's nothing to be afraid of, right?"
"I guess not," she said slowly.
"So go fix this mess you made and save my butt!" Then, taking another look at the screen, he added, "And stop watching those HBO specials! They're for ADULTS!"
Yugi lowered her head. "Okay." She slowly walked out of the room.
The boy sat down at his computer and was about to delete the file when he noticed something. "Hey, I didn't know I was signed onto AOL right now. What's this? 'Your mail has been sent.' I didn't send any...what?! Subreality Mailing List?! YUGI!!!"
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Disclaimer: Heero, Duo, Zechs, Relena, Wufei, Trowa, Quatre & Wing Gundam belong to Sunrise; Washu & Yugi belong to Pioneer. Subreality belongs to Kielle.
Yes, I am crazy, and I do have a lot of free time. Contact me at XMAN0123@aol.com, as usual...if you dare... insert sinister, maniacal laughter of your choice here
