Chapter Two
"Oh sure Relena!" Sally and Catherine said. Catherine walked over to the coffeepot and poured a cup. She then walked over to Trowa, sat down at the empty chair next to him, and offered the coffee to him. He blinked a few times, grasped on to the handle, and sipped it a few times. Sally was up at the bar, prepaying for a few rounds of ale. Hilde was attempting to wake Duo up from his tipsy slumber, but he tipped off the stool and fell to the floor with a thud. Heero had returned to the bar and was sipping at a fresh cup of coffee.
Relena sat down at one of the tables as she looked around at the guys and girls sitting around tables, bent over drinks, and she stared at Heero. 'Why can't I just confess my feelings to Heero? Is it because I'm scared? He's solidly drunk! Is this the man I love?' she thought. These thoughts always ran laps around her mind, puzzling her into depression. Plus her job as part of the Earth Sphere United Nations was running her ragged, so they had come here to relax. But here they are, sitting in a dimly lit tavern with five drunken guys, one bartender, and about two hundred gallons of fresh beer sitting in the back room. What kind of vacation was this turning into? She looked up to see Heero standing there with a pewter mug with a beer in one hand, and his other hand was extended with another beer. She graciously accepted and sipped it once, then set it down and stared into Heero's stern eyes. 'What should I say?'
"Oh. Heero, thanks," she managed to whisper.
"Hn."
'Oh no. what did I do wrong now.' she thought to herself, then drank a long swig of the ale. Heero was taken aback, and then sipped at his own beer. 'Maybe this'll be the night. maybe.' she thought as looked around the room. Sally was slowly going at her own mug; Hilde was drowning them by the gallon, trying to match Duo's drunken state. Catherine was cuddled with Trowa, and Quatre was sound asleep. 'Well, I guess. I guess I can go ahead.' Relena cultivated in her mind.
"May I sit down?" Heero grumbled.
"Su- sure Hee-Heero," Relena stammered. He pulled the chair out and sat down. 'What do I say to him?' she questioned herself.
Heero was thinking too. But what he was thinking was nothing like what Relena was thinking. 'I wonder what she looks like without the clothes. and where I can get another mug of beer.'
Duo's mind was adrift in a land like no other. There was enemy mobile suits frozen in a suspended animation made from gumdrops and bullets made out of beer. Strange combination, but Duo was drunk like bum with ten bucks.
Hilde was thinking, 'I hope Duo wakes up, I very much wish to scorn him then give him some loving!' Of course.
Trowa and Quatre were off in dreamland too, Quatre fantasizing erotic things about Trowa, and Trowa dreaming of a life in which he never had. Catherine was sitting next to him, snuggled up with her arm around him. She was savoring a cup of coffee.
Sally and Wufei were talking about nothing important. Wufei was swallowing the pretzels and Sally was drinking a mug of the ale.
Relena went back to looking at Heero as she sipped the cold mug. 'Well what am I to do now? Just watch as we stay at this unsavory peace? Or should I break the silence, but we're all tired and worn, why can't we just wait? How will this night end for some of us?' she thought silently to herself. And in the dimness of the room, the dimness of her mind, she fell asleep at the table.
"Oh sure Relena!" Sally and Catherine said. Catherine walked over to the coffeepot and poured a cup. She then walked over to Trowa, sat down at the empty chair next to him, and offered the coffee to him. He blinked a few times, grasped on to the handle, and sipped it a few times. Sally was up at the bar, prepaying for a few rounds of ale. Hilde was attempting to wake Duo up from his tipsy slumber, but he tipped off the stool and fell to the floor with a thud. Heero had returned to the bar and was sipping at a fresh cup of coffee.
Relena sat down at one of the tables as she looked around at the guys and girls sitting around tables, bent over drinks, and she stared at Heero. 'Why can't I just confess my feelings to Heero? Is it because I'm scared? He's solidly drunk! Is this the man I love?' she thought. These thoughts always ran laps around her mind, puzzling her into depression. Plus her job as part of the Earth Sphere United Nations was running her ragged, so they had come here to relax. But here they are, sitting in a dimly lit tavern with five drunken guys, one bartender, and about two hundred gallons of fresh beer sitting in the back room. What kind of vacation was this turning into? She looked up to see Heero standing there with a pewter mug with a beer in one hand, and his other hand was extended with another beer. She graciously accepted and sipped it once, then set it down and stared into Heero's stern eyes. 'What should I say?'
"Oh. Heero, thanks," she managed to whisper.
"Hn."
'Oh no. what did I do wrong now.' she thought to herself, then drank a long swig of the ale. Heero was taken aback, and then sipped at his own beer. 'Maybe this'll be the night. maybe.' she thought as looked around the room. Sally was slowly going at her own mug; Hilde was drowning them by the gallon, trying to match Duo's drunken state. Catherine was cuddled with Trowa, and Quatre was sound asleep. 'Well, I guess. I guess I can go ahead.' Relena cultivated in her mind.
"May I sit down?" Heero grumbled.
"Su- sure Hee-Heero," Relena stammered. He pulled the chair out and sat down. 'What do I say to him?' she questioned herself.
Heero was thinking too. But what he was thinking was nothing like what Relena was thinking. 'I wonder what she looks like without the clothes. and where I can get another mug of beer.'
Duo's mind was adrift in a land like no other. There was enemy mobile suits frozen in a suspended animation made from gumdrops and bullets made out of beer. Strange combination, but Duo was drunk like bum with ten bucks.
Hilde was thinking, 'I hope Duo wakes up, I very much wish to scorn him then give him some loving!' Of course.
Trowa and Quatre were off in dreamland too, Quatre fantasizing erotic things about Trowa, and Trowa dreaming of a life in which he never had. Catherine was sitting next to him, snuggled up with her arm around him. She was savoring a cup of coffee.
Sally and Wufei were talking about nothing important. Wufei was swallowing the pretzels and Sally was drinking a mug of the ale.
Relena went back to looking at Heero as she sipped the cold mug. 'Well what am I to do now? Just watch as we stay at this unsavory peace? Or should I break the silence, but we're all tired and worn, why can't we just wait? How will this night end for some of us?' she thought silently to herself. And in the dimness of the room, the dimness of her mind, she fell asleep at the table.