Duo: *walks up to Quatre, sticks out chest and puffs up like over-stuffed
bird* You. Me. Man games.
Quatre: *slightly afraid of Duo* E-excuse me?
Duo: *sticks out chest more, cheeks slightly red from puffing* You. Me. Man games.
Quatre: *nervous* Uhm...okay, Duo...what kind of...erm...man games?
Duo: *Struts* You. Me. Chase girls.
Quatre: Duo, I don't think that's the best idea...are you drunk?
Duo: *looking slightly guilty* NO! You no fun. Too girly. Can't play man games. *Moves on to Trowa*
Trowa: *notes Duo's puffi-ness and sudden use of INCREDIBLY bad 'Merican English* ...
Duo: *Still puffy, cheeks even redder, eyes slightly buggy* You. Me. Man games.
Trowa: *Slight twitch* ...
Duo. Never mind. You too fruity.
Trowa: .... *twitch* .... WHY DOES EVERYONE THINK I'M GAY????!!!! I HAPPEN TO ENJOY WOMEN! AHHHH!!! IT'S BECAUSE I WORK IN THE CIRCUS, HUH? IS IT THE CLOWN SUIT???!!!! I DON'T EVEN LIKE THAT STUPID THINGGGGGGG!!!!! *goes silent, seems afraid of his own outburst*
Duo: *nearly forgets to push out chest and puff out cheeks in shock* Right. No man games for you. *Moves on to Heero*
Heero: *types at laptop, ignores Duo* ....*Mutters*
Duo: You. Me. Man games.
Heero: Omae o korosu.
Duo: You. Me. Man games.
Heero: I mean it, omae o korosu.
Duo: *puffs cheeks out further, looks angry* (--A/N Oh goodness, we've angered it) Fine. You probably play man games alone, anyway. *Looks pointedly at Heero.*
Heero: *ignores Duo's pervert comment and continues to type*
Duo: *Puffs up like Jigglypuff and wanders off to find Wufei*
Wufei: *Ignores Duo all together, deciding he doesn't want to know why the American looks like a red marshmellow*
Duo: You. Me. Man games.
Wufei: Shaddap, Maxwell.
Duo: Why no play man games?
Wufei: O.o??? Injustice! Go bug someone else with your endless, senseless, pointless rabble, you weakminded bunny of a man! I should start calling YOU onna. You wouldn't know a man game if it slapped you on your stupid American face! It probably wouldn't be able to tell between your face and your equally intelligent ass you MORON! *takes short, rapid breaths at end of mini-rant*
Duo: *deflates slightly* Sorry, Wu...didn't catch a word of that.
Wufei: *mutters, rolls eyes, ignores Duo again*
Duo: Well, I feel better...got any food, Wuffie?
Angel Notes-- Don't know why I wrote it, or why I called it Male Bonding, but I decided to allievate my stupid writing but with pointlessness. Did ya like it? I thought it was kinda funny. Especially Wu's little blow-up.
Quatre: *slightly afraid of Duo* E-excuse me?
Duo: *sticks out chest more, cheeks slightly red from puffing* You. Me. Man games.
Quatre: *nervous* Uhm...okay, Duo...what kind of...erm...man games?
Duo: *Struts* You. Me. Chase girls.
Quatre: Duo, I don't think that's the best idea...are you drunk?
Duo: *looking slightly guilty* NO! You no fun. Too girly. Can't play man games. *Moves on to Trowa*
Trowa: *notes Duo's puffi-ness and sudden use of INCREDIBLY bad 'Merican English* ...
Duo: *Still puffy, cheeks even redder, eyes slightly buggy* You. Me. Man games.
Trowa: *Slight twitch* ...
Duo. Never mind. You too fruity.
Trowa: .... *twitch* .... WHY DOES EVERYONE THINK I'M GAY????!!!! I HAPPEN TO ENJOY WOMEN! AHHHH!!! IT'S BECAUSE I WORK IN THE CIRCUS, HUH? IS IT THE CLOWN SUIT???!!!! I DON'T EVEN LIKE THAT STUPID THINGGGGGGG!!!!! *goes silent, seems afraid of his own outburst*
Duo: *nearly forgets to push out chest and puff out cheeks in shock* Right. No man games for you. *Moves on to Heero*
Heero: *types at laptop, ignores Duo* ....*Mutters*
Duo: You. Me. Man games.
Heero: Omae o korosu.
Duo: You. Me. Man games.
Heero: I mean it, omae o korosu.
Duo: *puffs cheeks out further, looks angry* (--A/N Oh goodness, we've angered it) Fine. You probably play man games alone, anyway. *Looks pointedly at Heero.*
Heero: *ignores Duo's pervert comment and continues to type*
Duo: *Puffs up like Jigglypuff and wanders off to find Wufei*
Wufei: *Ignores Duo all together, deciding he doesn't want to know why the American looks like a red marshmellow*
Duo: You. Me. Man games.
Wufei: Shaddap, Maxwell.
Duo: Why no play man games?
Wufei: O.o??? Injustice! Go bug someone else with your endless, senseless, pointless rabble, you weakminded bunny of a man! I should start calling YOU onna. You wouldn't know a man game if it slapped you on your stupid American face! It probably wouldn't be able to tell between your face and your equally intelligent ass you MORON! *takes short, rapid breaths at end of mini-rant*
Duo: *deflates slightly* Sorry, Wu...didn't catch a word of that.
Wufei: *mutters, rolls eyes, ignores Duo again*
Duo: Well, I feel better...got any food, Wuffie?
Angel Notes-- Don't know why I wrote it, or why I called it Male Bonding, but I decided to allievate my stupid writing but with pointlessness. Did ya like it? I thought it was kinda funny. Especially Wu's little blow-up.