WYLS
by Karma-chan
THIS STORY IS RATED R - for language and adult situations. Including yaoi (slash) and het implications.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. I barely own my car. Please don't sue. College students don't make good Sugar Daddies...or Mommas...or whatever. Besides, this is definitely for entertainment purposes only. I work in hell for money. Writing demented fics is fun!
Warning: Reading this fic could be dangerous for your health. Especially if you attempt to do so while driving. Or something else that requires your senses to be concentrating on doing it, and not reading. Get it? Who cares! Must warn you kiddies about the language. Yep, language is used! But, I mean the "adult" type. OH, and adult situations. Implied yaoi, implied hetro. OOC, author doing origami to make things fit, and a bit of Relena bashing. If you don't like it, bite it. I mean, leave. NOW ...
Part 10: Epilogue
OR
Whatever Happened to Zechs?
Meanwhile, in a dark basement...
Zechs Merquise, also known as Lightning Count, and rarely referred to as Milliardo Peacecraft (he was more often called a sickengly mushy love name by another cast member who was kind enough to pay for the author's hospital bills in exchange for silence - wow, what a huge aside...you guys still know what I was talking about?)...was in a bad situation. He was strapped to a table. Usually, that wasn't a bad...uh...
He was clothed in his Oz uniform, minus helmet, which was perched on his chest. It was actually quite a strange sight, from his own point of view. If he raised his head and looked down at the helmet, he stared straight into it's "eyes". At first, Zechs found himself, for lack of a better expression, creeped out by this. It felt like the damn thing was staring at him. After the first few hours, he got over it and started treating it like the object it was. After the first few days, he went bonkers and started talking to it.
Zechs glanced down at his sole companion. "You know, I know you know why she did this...I bet you think the whole thing sucks just as much as I do."
The Oz soldier dropped his head back. "Just because I told her the truth about her stupid plans!" He raised his head again and frantically looked into the "eyes" of the helmet. "You agree, right? He'd never betray his 'widdle snuggle bunny' by going along with her twisted plot!"
***
Back at the author's pad:
Treize burst into the bedroom. Karma, who had been playing a video game and wasn't too happy about the interruption, glared at the offending man. She had to stop glaring and start trying not to laugh as she took in his appearance. The General of all Oz was pouting.
"You promised not to tell!"
"Hey! I didn't say a word!"
"You tell him!" Wufei, who had been checking his e-mail, chimed in.
"Shut up, slut!" Treize bellowed.
Wufei stormed out of the room.
"At least he stopped calling you 'dragon'!" Karma called after him.
Finally....THE END
'cept for the special "author is totally nuts" or something like that..part...I was totally cracked when I finished this, so I wrote outtakes to it...go to the next part if you're as deranged as I am! ;)
by Karma-chan
THIS STORY IS RATED R - for language and adult situations. Including yaoi (slash) and het implications.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. I barely own my car. Please don't sue. College students don't make good Sugar Daddies...or Mommas...or whatever. Besides, this is definitely for entertainment purposes only. I work in hell for money. Writing demented fics is fun!
Warning: Reading this fic could be dangerous for your health. Especially if you attempt to do so while driving. Or something else that requires your senses to be concentrating on doing it, and not reading. Get it? Who cares! Must warn you kiddies about the language. Yep, language is used! But, I mean the "adult" type. OH, and adult situations. Implied yaoi, implied hetro. OOC, author doing origami to make things fit, and a bit of Relena bashing. If you don't like it, bite it. I mean, leave. NOW ...
Part 10: Epilogue
OR
Whatever Happened to Zechs?
Meanwhile, in a dark basement...
Zechs Merquise, also known as Lightning Count, and rarely referred to as Milliardo Peacecraft (he was more often called a sickengly mushy love name by another cast member who was kind enough to pay for the author's hospital bills in exchange for silence - wow, what a huge aside...you guys still know what I was talking about?)...was in a bad situation. He was strapped to a table. Usually, that wasn't a bad...uh...
He was clothed in his Oz uniform, minus helmet, which was perched on his chest. It was actually quite a strange sight, from his own point of view. If he raised his head and looked down at the helmet, he stared straight into it's "eyes". At first, Zechs found himself, for lack of a better expression, creeped out by this. It felt like the damn thing was staring at him. After the first few hours, he got over it and started treating it like the object it was. After the first few days, he went bonkers and started talking to it.
Zechs glanced down at his sole companion. "You know, I know you know why she did this...I bet you think the whole thing sucks just as much as I do."
The Oz soldier dropped his head back. "Just because I told her the truth about her stupid plans!" He raised his head again and frantically looked into the "eyes" of the helmet. "You agree, right? He'd never betray his 'widdle snuggle bunny' by going along with her twisted plot!"
***
Back at the author's pad:
Treize burst into the bedroom. Karma, who had been playing a video game and wasn't too happy about the interruption, glared at the offending man. She had to stop glaring and start trying not to laugh as she took in his appearance. The General of all Oz was pouting.
"You promised not to tell!"
"Hey! I didn't say a word!"
"You tell him!" Wufei, who had been checking his e-mail, chimed in.
"Shut up, slut!" Treize bellowed.
Wufei stormed out of the room.
"At least he stopped calling you 'dragon'!" Karma called after him.
Finally....THE END
'cept for the special "author is totally nuts" or something like that..part...I was totally cracked when I finished this, so I wrote outtakes to it...go to the next part if you're as deranged as I am! ;)