Chapter three! Me no own GW! Yay!

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Chapter Three: Maxwell's Practical Jokes!




Wufei: Injustice! How could this happen!?




Mare: (walks into the room where Wufei is standing in front of a mirror,
cussing) What's wrong?




Wufei: Look at my hair!!




Mare: (upon closer inspection, Mare notices that Wufei's hair is a strange
shade of neon pink) Hm...




Wufei: (whining) How could this happen? Mare! Change it back! Change it
back!




Mare: (thinks for a moment) Just a sec. (walks into Quatre's room)




Quatre: (is sitting at his desk, writing sentence after sentence upon sheets
of lined paper)




Mare: Writing a fic?




Quatre: (stops for a moment and looks up) Yep.




Mare: What's it called?




Quatre: (grins) Maxwell's Practical Jokes!



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... yah.


~Mare~