Quatre In Wonderland
Chapter Two: Trieze Khusrendrea and Millardo AKA The Walrus and the Carpenter
This chapter is very, very tiny. I had to add it in, beacsue the story just wouldn't have been the same without it. I was thinking about putting in athing withTweedledee and Tweedledum, but decided agaisnt it. There wasn't any characters left anyway....
Pairings: 6x13
Warnings: implied yaoi
Discalimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, nor "The Walrus and the Carpenter" by Lewis Carroll
The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all it's might;
It did it's very best to make
The billows smooth and bright;
And this was very odd, becasue it was
the middle of the night.
Trieze Khundesra and Millardo
Were walking hand-in-hand;
They wept like anything to see
Such quanities of sand:
"If this were only cleared away,"
They said, "it would be grand!"
"If seven maids with seven mops
Swept it for half a year,
Do you suppose," Milliardo said,
"That it would all be clear?"
"I doubt it," said Trieze, the carpenter,
And shed a bitter tear.
"O Oysters, come and walk with us!"
Millardo did beseech.
"A pleasent walk, a pleasent talk,
Along the briny beach:
We can not do with more than four,
To give a hand in each."
The Mama oyster looked at him,
But never a word she said:
The Mama oyster winked her eye,
And shook her heavy head.
This was meaing to say,
She did not choose, to leave the Oyster-bed.
But four young Oysters hurried up,
All eager for a treat:
Their shells were brushed, their pearls washed,
And even their shoes were clean and neat--
And this odd, because, you know,
They hadn't any feet.
Four other Oysters followed them,
And yet another four;
And thick and fast they came at last,
And more,and more, and more--
All hopping through the frothy waves,
And scrambling to the shore.
Trieze Khundera and Millardo
Walked on a mile or so,
and then they rested on a rock
conveniently low:
And all the little(stupid)Oysters stood
And waited in a row.
"The time has come," Millardo said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes-and ships-and sealing wax--
Of cabbages and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."
"But wait a bit," the Oysters cried,
"Before we have our chat:
For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!"
"No hurry!" said Trieze, the carpenter.
They thanked him much for that.
"A loaf of bread," Millardo said,
"Is clearly what we need:
Pepper and vinegar as well
Are very good indeed:
Now if your ready, Oysters dear,
We can began to feed."
"But not on us!" the Oysters cried,
Turning a little blue.
'After such kindess that would be,
A dismal thing to do!"
"The night is fine," Millardo said,
"Do you like the view?"
Author Note- Now...it's not hard to know what happens next. Trieze runs around trying to find a few loaves of bread, and he builds a shed. When he is done with this he comes back to a very distubing sight...
.
"O Oysters," said Trieze, the carpenter,
"You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?"
But answer came there none--
And this was scrcely odd, because
They'd been eaten, ever one.
Trieze was horrifed that the man he had been walking the sandy beaches with could do such a horrible thing to a group of oysters. He had murdered then, even! Trieze picked up one of the shells, and felt a tear go down his cheek. He had run Zechs off, after he found out what he did. Now he wasn't even sure when the other man was going to come back.
"Oh, Zechs, why have you put us both in such a position! The oysters...!! But, I wish you would come back...."
The door to the "house" Trieze had built earlier slowly creaked open.
"Trieze?" a male voice asked quietly.
Trieze, oyster-shell still in hand, spun around to see the man he had screamed at not an hour before.
"Zechs!! I thought that you would never come home!!" Trieze said happily, moving closer to the blonde.
"I would never be from your side for long, Trieze."
Trieze smiled broadly, and finally realized he was still holding the oyster-shell. "I'm sorry I was so mad at you, Zechs. Will you please forgive me?"
Zechs looked thoughtful for a moment, but nodded his head after a brief moment. "Of course I will."
Trieze set the oyster-shell down next to the others. "Good; but first, you have to aplogize to Mama Oyster." (2)
(2) This scares me too...
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Chapter Two: Trieze Khusrendrea and Millardo AKA The Walrus and the Carpenter
This chapter is very, very tiny. I had to add it in, beacsue the story just wouldn't have been the same without it. I was thinking about putting in athing withTweedledee and Tweedledum, but decided agaisnt it. There wasn't any characters left anyway....
Pairings: 6x13
Warnings: implied yaoi
Discalimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, nor "The Walrus and the Carpenter" by Lewis Carroll
The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all it's might;
It did it's very best to make
The billows smooth and bright;
And this was very odd, becasue it was
the middle of the night.
Trieze Khundesra and Millardo
Were walking hand-in-hand;
They wept like anything to see
Such quanities of sand:
"If this were only cleared away,"
They said, "it would be grand!"
"If seven maids with seven mops
Swept it for half a year,
Do you suppose," Milliardo said,
"That it would all be clear?"
"I doubt it," said Trieze, the carpenter,
And shed a bitter tear.
"O Oysters, come and walk with us!"
Millardo did beseech.
"A pleasent walk, a pleasent talk,
Along the briny beach:
We can not do with more than four,
To give a hand in each."
The Mama oyster looked at him,
But never a word she said:
The Mama oyster winked her eye,
And shook her heavy head.
This was meaing to say,
She did not choose, to leave the Oyster-bed.
But four young Oysters hurried up,
All eager for a treat:
Their shells were brushed, their pearls washed,
And even their shoes were clean and neat--
And this odd, because, you know,
They hadn't any feet.
Four other Oysters followed them,
And yet another four;
And thick and fast they came at last,
And more,and more, and more--
All hopping through the frothy waves,
And scrambling to the shore.
Trieze Khundera and Millardo
Walked on a mile or so,
and then they rested on a rock
conveniently low:
And all the little(stupid)Oysters stood
And waited in a row.
"The time has come," Millardo said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes-and ships-and sealing wax--
Of cabbages and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."
"But wait a bit," the Oysters cried,
"Before we have our chat:
For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!"
"No hurry!" said Trieze, the carpenter.
They thanked him much for that.
"A loaf of bread," Millardo said,
"Is clearly what we need:
Pepper and vinegar as well
Are very good indeed:
Now if your ready, Oysters dear,
We can began to feed."
"But not on us!" the Oysters cried,
Turning a little blue.
'After such kindess that would be,
A dismal thing to do!"
"The night is fine," Millardo said,
"Do you like the view?"
Author Note- Now...it's not hard to know what happens next. Trieze runs around trying to find a few loaves of bread, and he builds a shed. When he is done with this he comes back to a very distubing sight...
.
"O Oysters," said Trieze, the carpenter,
"You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?"
But answer came there none--
And this was scrcely odd, because
They'd been eaten, ever one.
Trieze was horrifed that the man he had been walking the sandy beaches with could do such a horrible thing to a group of oysters. He had murdered then, even! Trieze picked up one of the shells, and felt a tear go down his cheek. He had run Zechs off, after he found out what he did. Now he wasn't even sure when the other man was going to come back.
"Oh, Zechs, why have you put us both in such a position! The oysters...!! But, I wish you would come back...."
The door to the "house" Trieze had built earlier slowly creaked open.
"Trieze?" a male voice asked quietly.
Trieze, oyster-shell still in hand, spun around to see the man he had screamed at not an hour before.
"Zechs!! I thought that you would never come home!!" Trieze said happily, moving closer to the blonde.
"I would never be from your side for long, Trieze."
Trieze smiled broadly, and finally realized he was still holding the oyster-shell. "I'm sorry I was so mad at you, Zechs. Will you please forgive me?"
Zechs looked thoughtful for a moment, but nodded his head after a brief moment. "Of course I will."
Trieze set the oyster-shell down next to the others. "Good; but first, you have to aplogize to Mama Oyster." (2)
(2) This scares me too...
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