Epilogue
"I emailed it to you. I think you'll understand its meaning."
"Okay!" Duo got on his computer, eager to see the big present Heero promised.
He opened the email, and was shocked at what he saw:
A chibi Wufei was chasing a chibi Duo. Wufei had a katana in his hand. Duo was tackled, and it showed Wufei cut off his braid. Wufei started to laugh as the files began to get deleted.
"What's the virus for?!" Duo yelled as he tried to save his computer.
"You painted Wing Zero pink. I don't take kindly to that."
"That was years ago! How come you still hold a grudge? We don't even have our Gundams anymore! You can't even take a joke?" Duo was now pressing random buttons in hope that something would end the virus.
Heero got up to leave, then turned. "By the way, thanks for the note. It helped me realize Sheina wasn't as true as she said she was."
The others looked at each other. "What do you mean? I don't remember a note." Quatre asked.
He showed it to them. Trowa shrugged. "We couldn't have written this. We had no access to any computer."
"Then who sent it?"
Trowa smiled a bit. "I guess some things are better left untold."
"I emailed it to you. I think you'll understand its meaning."
"Okay!" Duo got on his computer, eager to see the big present Heero promised.
He opened the email, and was shocked at what he saw:
A chibi Wufei was chasing a chibi Duo. Wufei had a katana in his hand. Duo was tackled, and it showed Wufei cut off his braid. Wufei started to laugh as the files began to get deleted.
"What's the virus for?!" Duo yelled as he tried to save his computer.
"You painted Wing Zero pink. I don't take kindly to that."
"That was years ago! How come you still hold a grudge? We don't even have our Gundams anymore! You can't even take a joke?" Duo was now pressing random buttons in hope that something would end the virus.
Heero got up to leave, then turned. "By the way, thanks for the note. It helped me realize Sheina wasn't as true as she said she was."
The others looked at each other. "What do you mean? I don't remember a note." Quatre asked.
He showed it to them. Trowa shrugged. "We couldn't have written this. We had no access to any computer."
"Then who sent it?"
Trowa smiled a bit. "I guess some things are better left untold."
