17

            Trowah and Dorothy arrived at the guys' house in the late afternoon.  Dorothy whipped off her helmet and revealed a huge grin.

            "Nice ride." She said smoothly.

            "Thanks." Trowah said, pulling off his helmet.  Dorothy beat Trowah to the door.  He opened the door for her, and she bounded inside.

            "So, this is a bachelor pad huh?"

            "It's a little messy."

            "Five guys living together? Go figure—" Dorothy stopped.  The kitchen and living room were perfect.  Trowah caught a glimpse of her shocked face before she turned and smiled at him.

            "Let me guess," she started, "Quatre cleaned up."

            "Yeah.  How'd you know?"

            "I know Quatre."

            "He'll be glad to hear that." Outside, a car drove up and car doors opened and slammed.  Duo and Wufei entered.

            "Hey!" they exclaimed.  Dorothy hugged them both.

            "How's it going, boys?" she asked flirtatiously.

            "Great! Obviously it's the same for you," Duo flirted back.

            "Yeah, you really look great," Wufei said.

            "Thanks you guys! Oh let me help you with that!" Dorothy offered, taking some of Duo and Wufei's bags.  All the presents (Dorothy and Trowah had stopped on the way, so did Duo and Wufei) went into the kitchen.

            "Hello?" Heero and Quatre called, walking in the door.  Heero saw Dorothy first.     

            "Ey, girl, how ya doing?" he asked, hugging her.  She said that she was fine. 

            "Hi Dorothy," Quatre greeted timidly.

            "Quatre…" she mumbled, smiling gently.  She walked right up and kissed him.  He didn't act surprised and kissed her as well.  Deeply.  The guys just looked on, not quite comprehending the situation.

            "I'm sorry," she whispered.

            "For what?"

            "Stabbing you."

            "I know you didn't mean to hurt me.  You were just trying to help the people."

            They kissed again.

            "I guess this means we're not here." Duo muttered.  His face lit up suddenly.  "Hey! We're all here! Screw tomorrow! Let's throw this jam tonight!"

            Every body looked at each other, then at Duo.  They all smiled.

            "Come on you guys," Dorothy joined in, "these streamers aren't going to hang themselves."

 While Wufei went to get the cake and some pizza, everybody grabbed something and decorated away.