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"I know," said Heero in a quiet, strained voice, "Let's throw Relena a surprise party."
"When?" Quatre asked, putting down the feather duster.
"Tomorrow."
"Tomorrow? When will we have time? You'll still be weak, Heero."
Heero said nothing, but got out of bed slowly. He stood tall. He opened his closet and pulled out jeans and a shirt and a jacket to go over it.
"Come on, we don't have much time." Heero and Quatre left his room.
"Trowah!" Heero called. Trowah, surprised to hear Heero, appeared in front of them.
"We're gonna throw a birthday party for Relena. Get Dorothy, kay? Wufei," Wufei looked up from the TV, "buy some party décor. Duo," Duo was already looking at Heero, "order a cake that says 'Happy Birthday Relena'." They all three nodded. "Quatre, you come with me."
"Why?"
"You know women. God knows what would happen if I went shopping by myself."
"Good thinking, Heero."
The guys quickly dressed. Trowah hopped on his motorcycle and zoomed off. Wufei and Duo took the convertible. Heero and Quatre got in Quatre's Bentley and drove off.