Welcome to the second enstallment of Ficclets! Yay! GW don't belong to me!!

Enjoy!

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Chapter Two: Trowa is Confused...



Trowa: (walks into the room where Mare and Quatre are sitting on the floor,
drinking tea and eating cookies)



Mare: (takes a sip of her tea) Hello Trowa. How may we help you?



Trowa: (glances at Quatre and blushes slightly) Um...



Quatre: (smiles) Do you want to join us for some tea?



Mare: But be warned we will probably start talking about author stuff...



Quatre: But you are welcome to join us.



Trowa: ... okay (sits down and a cup of tea appears in front of him) Can I
have coffee instead?



Quatre: Of course! (the tea turns to a cup of black coffee)



Trowa: Thanks. (sips some coffee...)



Mare: So, the first thing you did with your author powers I gave you was to
write a lemon?



Quatre: Yes. You got a problem with that?



Mare: No, I just didn't think that you had it in you, Q. You just look too
innocent to write something like that.



Quatre: Oh? (sips tea)



Mare: Yah. (sips tea)



Trowa: ...



Quatre: ...



Mare: ...



All: (sip their drinks...) ...



Trowa: ... What's a lemon?


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*snorts* Oh gods.. I'm soooo wired... I can soooo picture that "What the hell
are you talking about" look on Trowa's face...

~Mare~