Duo scrambled to his feet and ran after Trowa, who seemed bent on exploring
his new surroundings.
"Hey Trowa come back!" 'How can such a tiny guy run so fast?' Duo chased down the hall after him but Trowa didn't respond.
"Uhh.yeah...wait a minute...hey Nanashi!"
The boy stopped and turned around. He blinked up at Duo and smiled, before walking back towards him.
"Okay Tro-Nanashi, you just come and sit with me while I try and figure out what's goin on here." Duo took the small boys hand and led him back into the living room. With the exception of the baby Wufei who still looked sleepy, the room was deserted.
"Uh oh..hey Quatre, where are you?" Duo shouted as he placed Trowa on the couch and hoped he would stay there.
"I'm over here, moron." Quatre was sitting in the recliner, facing away from everyone and everything in the room. He had his arms crossed and looked like he was pretending to sleep.
Duo walked towards him, his hands out ready to strangle the little.
After a few calming breaths, Duo decided that Quatre was the only one that he might be able to get some help from. He walked over and looked at the pre-teen with a superior grin. Quatre just snorted at him and turned his nose up, looking off to his side.
"Listen Quatre, I can't take care of these kids and you all by myself. So why don't we make life a little easier on each other, and you can help me out. I'll do all the hard stuff if you'll just keep on eye on that kid over there." Duo pointed to Trowa who was sitting on the couch and playing with something. 'What does he have?'
"Why should I?"
"Huh?" Duo half looked away from the pre-occupied Heavyarms pilot to answer, "Because it would be the nice thing to do?" Duo questioned and grinned hopefully.
"What'll you give me?"
"Uh." Duo tried to think of something that he could give the brat that he didn't already own. "How about this, you keep an eye on little Nanashi over there, and I'll give you a chocolate sprinkle donut." The blue eyes lit up at this, and Duo was pleased that this younger Quatre had the same weakness as the older version.
"Okay, but how do you know me? Are you some kidnapping stalker or something?"
"Listen, I'm not really sure what's happening either, okay? So just go on a leap of faith here while I go take care of the other two."
"Fine, I'll watch him." Quatre swung his chair around and slammed Duo in the knee with the arm of the chair. Duo yelped and then glared at the demonic blonde who just smirked in return before slouching in the chair and staring at the boy across from him.
Duo looked over as a movement caught his eye. Wufei was trying to crawl away, but his pants and shirt were tangled around him. Duo walked over and carefully untangled him. 'Hmm, clothing for a mini-Fei. Where am I going to get an outfit that small.Ah-hah.'
Duo dashed out of the room and was back in an instant. He held one of Quatre's stuffed animals that he had hidden under his bed. He undressed the bear of it's blue pajamas and sat down to dress Wufei. His big black eyes looked up at him, smiling, an expression the older Wufei would slowly loose. After struggling for a while, all four limbs found their way into the soft pajamas, even if they were still a little big. Duo gently picked up the baby and began to pile Wufei's clothing together. 'Well, it ain't a crib, but oh well.' Smiling down at his abrupt handiwork, Duo placed the baby in the wicker basket that normally held magazines and wrapped the white outfit around him to make a blanket.
Wufei began to suck his thumb and his eyes began to droop shut. 'Awww.' Duo smiled before he realized something.he'd forgotten about Heero!
He jumped up and ran towards the kitchen, he could have sworn he'd seen the Heero walk in that direction. Sure enough, the kid was standing across the room, his back turned to Duo.
"Come here little guy, let's go sit with all our other friends, and not hit your buddy Duo anymore.of course, not that that's something new for you.but anyway." Duo noticed that Heero was holding something in his hands and was very intently focused on it. "Whatcha got there little guy?" Duo edged his way closer, bent down and smiling, trying not to spook the kid.
Heero turned around and laughed, as he held up the lighter he had found. Duo paled.
"Hehe, pretty.." Duo lunged forward to try and snatch the lighter as Heero mused over it and accidentally lit it. 'Oh crap!' Heero held the lighter in his hand and turned towards Duo when he got too close, pulling the lighter behind him, as if to protect it from Duo.
The small flame caught on the nearby tablecloth and soon the fire was spreading over the table.
"AHHHH!! FIRE!!!" Thinking fast, Duo ran to the fridge and grabbed a pitcher of cold water in one hand and a pitcher of iced tea in the other. In a move worthy of the Deathscythe, Duo swung his arms of pitcher and effectively doused the raging inferno of the table, and soaking Heero to the bone. Without a second thought, Duo grabbed the lighter from the small arsen and placed it on the counter, far out of his reach. As Duo panted and the adrenaline began to leave his system, he heard a small suppressed noise behind him. He turned to see Heero, dripping and his hair stuck to his face, sniffling and suppressing sobs.
"Oh no, I'm sorry, please don't-"
"WAHHHH" Heero began to bellow and streams of tears were coming from his eyes.
Duo rushed over and picked him up, realizing just how wet the poor boy had gotten and held him in a hug, rubbing his back and trying to pacify him. He continued to moan and cry as Duo ran him to his room, snatching a towel from a nearby closet on the way. Duo dried him off as quickly as he could and began to change him into a dry pair of spandex, seeming almost the right size for him, and a small muscle shirt of Heero's. The outfit was still too big, but it was warm and dry and Heero returned to quietly sniffling, his eyes and cheeks puffy and red.
"I'm sorry, it's okay. Hey, I've got an idea. Come with me." Duo picked him up again and carried the melancholy boy into the living room. He deposited his small burden on the couch and went to the tv. After a few minutes of searching, Duo found a suitable station and stepped away. The coyote had just run off the cliff and fallen onto a cactus field. Heero's face immediately lit up with a smile and he giggled, transfixed by the violent battle of the two creatures.
Duo sighed, and finally had time to think. 'Okay, this has got to be the work of the docs, no way it's a coincidence that this happens after we take those pills of theirs. Either something went very wrong, or those guys are dead where they stand.' Duo heard something behind him, now paranoid of every small noise and spun around.
Trowa didn't even acknowledge him as he walked by, carrying a bundle of fake flowers that where at one time in a vase on the coffee table.
"Where do you think you're goin with those little fellah." Duo plucked the flowers from the boy's grasp and turned around. After putting the flowers back in their rightful place, he turned to see Trowa walking in the other direction, holding Duo's car keys.
"Hey, get back here!" Trowa stumbled along down the hallway, in the same direction he'd been trying to go all day as he tripped over his pant legs.
"Okay, let's get you some decent fitting clothes for you.if we can."
After some searching and a little clothing surgery, Trowa was in a pair of jean shorts that reached his ankles, tied on by a belt that looped around him twice, and a t-shirt that was more of a dress on the small pilot.
After returning to the living room, Duo noticed that Heero was on the move. Keeping his eyes carefully glued to the boy, Duo watched as Heero headed towards where Quatre was sitting. The snot-nosed brat looked down at him with a disgusted look, the boy apparently too far beneath Quatre for any decency. Heero stopped in front of him, stared into the cold blue eyes, and kicked Quatre in the shins.
"Oww! You little ba-" Quatre was cut off from killing Heero by Duo, who was a full foot taller than him and now stood between Quatre and the toddler. Heero giggled and began to waddle away again.
"Listen Q, you can't hurt him, he's just a kid. All you have to do is keep an eye on Trowa and I'll take care of the other two and keep them away from you."
"Fine.but if he comes near me, I'll drop kick him out a window." Quatre sent a death glare in the direction of Heero, and returned to his pout. Duo looked up and saw Trowa walking down the hallway, carrying somebody's coat. 'That's just plain odd.'
A cry broke out and Duo jumped, looking around for the origin of it. Heero giggled and ran over to jump on the couch and fake an innocent look. Wufei, who's arm had just been punched, wailed and rolled in his basket-made-crib. 'Oh great.' Duo walked over to him and picked up the baby, whispering gently to him and rocking him back and forth. 'I hate children.' Duo thought as he sat down to rock Wufei back to sleep.
"Hey Trowa come back!" 'How can such a tiny guy run so fast?' Duo chased down the hall after him but Trowa didn't respond.
"Uhh.yeah...wait a minute...hey Nanashi!"
The boy stopped and turned around. He blinked up at Duo and smiled, before walking back towards him.
"Okay Tro-Nanashi, you just come and sit with me while I try and figure out what's goin on here." Duo took the small boys hand and led him back into the living room. With the exception of the baby Wufei who still looked sleepy, the room was deserted.
"Uh oh..hey Quatre, where are you?" Duo shouted as he placed Trowa on the couch and hoped he would stay there.
"I'm over here, moron." Quatre was sitting in the recliner, facing away from everyone and everything in the room. He had his arms crossed and looked like he was pretending to sleep.
Duo walked towards him, his hands out ready to strangle the little.
After a few calming breaths, Duo decided that Quatre was the only one that he might be able to get some help from. He walked over and looked at the pre-teen with a superior grin. Quatre just snorted at him and turned his nose up, looking off to his side.
"Listen Quatre, I can't take care of these kids and you all by myself. So why don't we make life a little easier on each other, and you can help me out. I'll do all the hard stuff if you'll just keep on eye on that kid over there." Duo pointed to Trowa who was sitting on the couch and playing with something. 'What does he have?'
"Why should I?"
"Huh?" Duo half looked away from the pre-occupied Heavyarms pilot to answer, "Because it would be the nice thing to do?" Duo questioned and grinned hopefully.
"What'll you give me?"
"Uh." Duo tried to think of something that he could give the brat that he didn't already own. "How about this, you keep an eye on little Nanashi over there, and I'll give you a chocolate sprinkle donut." The blue eyes lit up at this, and Duo was pleased that this younger Quatre had the same weakness as the older version.
"Okay, but how do you know me? Are you some kidnapping stalker or something?"
"Listen, I'm not really sure what's happening either, okay? So just go on a leap of faith here while I go take care of the other two."
"Fine, I'll watch him." Quatre swung his chair around and slammed Duo in the knee with the arm of the chair. Duo yelped and then glared at the demonic blonde who just smirked in return before slouching in the chair and staring at the boy across from him.
Duo looked over as a movement caught his eye. Wufei was trying to crawl away, but his pants and shirt were tangled around him. Duo walked over and carefully untangled him. 'Hmm, clothing for a mini-Fei. Where am I going to get an outfit that small.Ah-hah.'
Duo dashed out of the room and was back in an instant. He held one of Quatre's stuffed animals that he had hidden under his bed. He undressed the bear of it's blue pajamas and sat down to dress Wufei. His big black eyes looked up at him, smiling, an expression the older Wufei would slowly loose. After struggling for a while, all four limbs found their way into the soft pajamas, even if they were still a little big. Duo gently picked up the baby and began to pile Wufei's clothing together. 'Well, it ain't a crib, but oh well.' Smiling down at his abrupt handiwork, Duo placed the baby in the wicker basket that normally held magazines and wrapped the white outfit around him to make a blanket.
Wufei began to suck his thumb and his eyes began to droop shut. 'Awww.' Duo smiled before he realized something.he'd forgotten about Heero!
He jumped up and ran towards the kitchen, he could have sworn he'd seen the Heero walk in that direction. Sure enough, the kid was standing across the room, his back turned to Duo.
"Come here little guy, let's go sit with all our other friends, and not hit your buddy Duo anymore.of course, not that that's something new for you.but anyway." Duo noticed that Heero was holding something in his hands and was very intently focused on it. "Whatcha got there little guy?" Duo edged his way closer, bent down and smiling, trying not to spook the kid.
Heero turned around and laughed, as he held up the lighter he had found. Duo paled.
"Hehe, pretty.." Duo lunged forward to try and snatch the lighter as Heero mused over it and accidentally lit it. 'Oh crap!' Heero held the lighter in his hand and turned towards Duo when he got too close, pulling the lighter behind him, as if to protect it from Duo.
The small flame caught on the nearby tablecloth and soon the fire was spreading over the table.
"AHHHH!! FIRE!!!" Thinking fast, Duo ran to the fridge and grabbed a pitcher of cold water in one hand and a pitcher of iced tea in the other. In a move worthy of the Deathscythe, Duo swung his arms of pitcher and effectively doused the raging inferno of the table, and soaking Heero to the bone. Without a second thought, Duo grabbed the lighter from the small arsen and placed it on the counter, far out of his reach. As Duo panted and the adrenaline began to leave his system, he heard a small suppressed noise behind him. He turned to see Heero, dripping and his hair stuck to his face, sniffling and suppressing sobs.
"Oh no, I'm sorry, please don't-"
"WAHHHH" Heero began to bellow and streams of tears were coming from his eyes.
Duo rushed over and picked him up, realizing just how wet the poor boy had gotten and held him in a hug, rubbing his back and trying to pacify him. He continued to moan and cry as Duo ran him to his room, snatching a towel from a nearby closet on the way. Duo dried him off as quickly as he could and began to change him into a dry pair of spandex, seeming almost the right size for him, and a small muscle shirt of Heero's. The outfit was still too big, but it was warm and dry and Heero returned to quietly sniffling, his eyes and cheeks puffy and red.
"I'm sorry, it's okay. Hey, I've got an idea. Come with me." Duo picked him up again and carried the melancholy boy into the living room. He deposited his small burden on the couch and went to the tv. After a few minutes of searching, Duo found a suitable station and stepped away. The coyote had just run off the cliff and fallen onto a cactus field. Heero's face immediately lit up with a smile and he giggled, transfixed by the violent battle of the two creatures.
Duo sighed, and finally had time to think. 'Okay, this has got to be the work of the docs, no way it's a coincidence that this happens after we take those pills of theirs. Either something went very wrong, or those guys are dead where they stand.' Duo heard something behind him, now paranoid of every small noise and spun around.
Trowa didn't even acknowledge him as he walked by, carrying a bundle of fake flowers that where at one time in a vase on the coffee table.
"Where do you think you're goin with those little fellah." Duo plucked the flowers from the boy's grasp and turned around. After putting the flowers back in their rightful place, he turned to see Trowa walking in the other direction, holding Duo's car keys.
"Hey, get back here!" Trowa stumbled along down the hallway, in the same direction he'd been trying to go all day as he tripped over his pant legs.
"Okay, let's get you some decent fitting clothes for you.if we can."
After some searching and a little clothing surgery, Trowa was in a pair of jean shorts that reached his ankles, tied on by a belt that looped around him twice, and a t-shirt that was more of a dress on the small pilot.
After returning to the living room, Duo noticed that Heero was on the move. Keeping his eyes carefully glued to the boy, Duo watched as Heero headed towards where Quatre was sitting. The snot-nosed brat looked down at him with a disgusted look, the boy apparently too far beneath Quatre for any decency. Heero stopped in front of him, stared into the cold blue eyes, and kicked Quatre in the shins.
"Oww! You little ba-" Quatre was cut off from killing Heero by Duo, who was a full foot taller than him and now stood between Quatre and the toddler. Heero giggled and began to waddle away again.
"Listen Q, you can't hurt him, he's just a kid. All you have to do is keep an eye on Trowa and I'll take care of the other two and keep them away from you."
"Fine.but if he comes near me, I'll drop kick him out a window." Quatre sent a death glare in the direction of Heero, and returned to his pout. Duo looked up and saw Trowa walking down the hallway, carrying somebody's coat. 'That's just plain odd.'
A cry broke out and Duo jumped, looking around for the origin of it. Heero giggled and ran over to jump on the couch and fake an innocent look. Wufei, who's arm had just been punched, wailed and rolled in his basket-made-crib. 'Oh great.' Duo walked over to him and picked up the baby, whispering gently to him and rocking him back and forth. 'I hate children.' Duo thought as he sat down to rock Wufei back to sleep.