Next Day
Duo yawned and stretched as he woke up. It wasn't very comfortable sleeping on the couch. Actually, it wasn't comfortable at all. He stood up and saw that Wufei wasn't on the floor where he had been, but Heero was still there. Duo walked over to him, picking up a couch pillow on the way, and whacked him over the head with it. Heero awoke with a start, standing abruptly. He looked around and said quickly, "What happened?"
Duo just smiled and said, "You sleepwalked here."
"I did not."
"You did too."
"Did not."
"Did too!"
"Did not."
"Did too!"
"Whatever," Heero mumbled before storming out of the lounge room, Duo following behind him. They walked aimlessly around for a while and found themselves at a bathroom with Quatre sleeping in front of it. Heero stopped, which caused Duo to run into him. They looked at each other for a second, then Heero went over and shook Quatre. Quatre almost instantly snapped awake and looked around at his surroundings.
"How did I get here?" he asked.
"You sleep-walked," Duo replied, grinning.
"Oh. Alright then."
The bathroom door creaked open slightly and a green eye was seen peeking out.
"Trowa!," Quatre exclaimed. Trowa got ready to shut the door if needed, "What are you doing in there? Are you alright?"
Trowa looked around then opened the door fully and said, "Uh...yeah...I'm alright..."
"Good," said Quatre. He then turned around and asked, "Where's Wufei?"
"Er..." Duo began.
"Hn" was Heero's reply.
"We don't know," Duo said, smiling again.
"You don't know?"
"Nope."
"Where could he have gotten to," Quatre said thoughtfully.
"I dunno. He could be---" a sudden rumbling cut off Duo from the stairs that lead to the attic. Quatre walked over to the stair-door and opened it, to see a very dirty Wufei at his feet in front of him. Wufei stood up, mumbled some Chinese profanities while dusting himself off, then pushed past Quatre and stormed down the hall to his room. The other G-boys blinked in unison.
"Uh..."
"O...K..."
"Well," said Duo, turning to face the others but glancing wearily over his shoulder down the hallway that Wufei had gone, "What are we gonna do?"
Suddenly Quatre remembered, "Oh s***! We have to clean up!"
"Huh? Why? What's going on?" questioned a very confused Heero.
"Oh yea," remembered Duo, "we're getting three new recruits! Tomor-- Oh d***, today is tomorrow!"
"No, today's today." Heero tried to confirm.
"No! Today would've been tomorrow, yesterday!"
"Oh..." Heero and Quatre replied in unison.
"I knew that..." Trowa mumbled thoughtfully.
"Sure you did Trowa... Sure you did..." Duo remarked sarcastically.
"But I did!"
"Sure... Whatever..."
"Well," Quatre interrupted, "I say we should clean up."
"Okay, you do that Quatre." Duo snickered.
"What!?!?!?! I'm not doing all the work here! You ALL have to help me! Actually, I shouldn't have to do ANY of the work! I'm so sick of being the good one! Oh look at Quatre, the rich, good pilot! I'm not going to have any more of this! Now help me clean up the place before I kill you all!!"
"Quatre wouldn't kill me, I'm his best friend." Trowa mumbled under his breath.
"Oh yes I would kill you Trowa!! Because I think it's YOU who takes the most advantage of me! Now, all of you get cleaning!"
"Whoa, Quatre," Duo said quietly, "settle down, I was just joking, and so was Trowa. It's okay. It's okay."
"I wasn't joking, I never joke." Trowa replied very quietly.
Heero looked at them and sighed. "You people are sad."
"Well you're even sadder... Mr. Spandex boy!" Quatre stormed off to the kitchen.
A few minutes later all of the G-pilots were cleaning the house, except for Wufei, who was nowhere to be found.
Only two minutes after they all started to clean up there was a knock on the door.
Outside
"Do you think anyone's home?" Riva Dyheart asked her friend.
"Well, this is where they told us to go." Blysse Norwood replied.
"Are you sure this is it? Did you screw up again?" Tonni Lamont asked.
"I did not screw up! When have I ever screwed up?"
Tonni and Riva raised their eyebrows.
"Okay so there was that one time but--"
The door suddenly swung open and the three girls saw a Chinese boy with a ponytail, in very traditional clothes.
"Hi is th--" Blysse was cut off by the door slamming in her face.
Tonni snickered.
"Shut up. You try."
"I will." Tonni replied as she knocked loudly on the door.
The door swung open again and there stood a blond Arabian boy who was wearing an apron and holding a feather duster.
"Hi." Tonni said sweetly.
"Oh, hi," he looked at the three girls, "the catholic school is just around the block." and shut the door in a hurry.
Blysse laughed, "Good going Tonni."
"Well you're the one that chose the outfits!" Tonni shot back.
"I wanted to make a good impression!"
"Well, yea, you did a good job of making us look like nuns!" Riva kicked the door, "Oh s***! What c***** shoes you picked!"
"But they went with the outfits!"
"So!?"
"So! You have to make them match!! Don't you get that!?!?! When will you two listen to me!?!?!"
"Yea, I will when you make some sense," Tonni said, flicking on a cigarette.
"I make sense--"
Blysse was cut off by the door opening by a brunette boy wearing a green tank top and spandex shorts, and was holding a gun. Tonni eyed him mischievously, and Riva stepped away from the door and stood behind Blysse.
"Can I help you?" the boy asked impatiently.
"Uh, can I help you?" Blysse asked absent-mindedly.
Riva smacked her forehead. "Blysse! You made yourself sound like a whore!"
Tonni snickered.
"Shut up, Tonni," Blysse said heatedly.
"Uh..." the boy looked at them strangely. "Who are you?"
"I, uh, um, I'm..."
"She's Blysse Norwood, and that's Antonia Lamont-"
"Call me Antonia and I'll shoot you, Dyheart," Tonni said icily. Riva rolled her eyes.
"Tonni Lamont," she corrected impatiently. "And I'm Riva Dyheart. Are you expecting some new Gundam pilots?"
"Yea, how'd you know?"
"Oh good!" Riva pushed past the boy with Blysse right behind her and settled down on the couch. "Ah this should be homey!"
Tonni blew some smoke into the boy's face and followed her friends inside.
The boy chased them in. "What the hell are you doing here?!?!"
Riva blinked. "We're making ourselves at home! What did you think we were doing?"
"I thought you were bringing the new pilots."
"We are the new pilots." Blysse replied.
"What!?! But you're girls!"
Duo yawned and stretched as he woke up. It wasn't very comfortable sleeping on the couch. Actually, it wasn't comfortable at all. He stood up and saw that Wufei wasn't on the floor where he had been, but Heero was still there. Duo walked over to him, picking up a couch pillow on the way, and whacked him over the head with it. Heero awoke with a start, standing abruptly. He looked around and said quickly, "What happened?"
Duo just smiled and said, "You sleepwalked here."
"I did not."
"You did too."
"Did not."
"Did too!"
"Did not."
"Did too!"
"Whatever," Heero mumbled before storming out of the lounge room, Duo following behind him. They walked aimlessly around for a while and found themselves at a bathroom with Quatre sleeping in front of it. Heero stopped, which caused Duo to run into him. They looked at each other for a second, then Heero went over and shook Quatre. Quatre almost instantly snapped awake and looked around at his surroundings.
"How did I get here?" he asked.
"You sleep-walked," Duo replied, grinning.
"Oh. Alright then."
The bathroom door creaked open slightly and a green eye was seen peeking out.
"Trowa!," Quatre exclaimed. Trowa got ready to shut the door if needed, "What are you doing in there? Are you alright?"
Trowa looked around then opened the door fully and said, "Uh...yeah...I'm alright..."
"Good," said Quatre. He then turned around and asked, "Where's Wufei?"
"Er..." Duo began.
"Hn" was Heero's reply.
"We don't know," Duo said, smiling again.
"You don't know?"
"Nope."
"Where could he have gotten to," Quatre said thoughtfully.
"I dunno. He could be---" a sudden rumbling cut off Duo from the stairs that lead to the attic. Quatre walked over to the stair-door and opened it, to see a very dirty Wufei at his feet in front of him. Wufei stood up, mumbled some Chinese profanities while dusting himself off, then pushed past Quatre and stormed down the hall to his room. The other G-boys blinked in unison.
"Uh..."
"O...K..."
"Well," said Duo, turning to face the others but glancing wearily over his shoulder down the hallway that Wufei had gone, "What are we gonna do?"
Suddenly Quatre remembered, "Oh s***! We have to clean up!"
"Huh? Why? What's going on?" questioned a very confused Heero.
"Oh yea," remembered Duo, "we're getting three new recruits! Tomor-- Oh d***, today is tomorrow!"
"No, today's today." Heero tried to confirm.
"No! Today would've been tomorrow, yesterday!"
"Oh..." Heero and Quatre replied in unison.
"I knew that..." Trowa mumbled thoughtfully.
"Sure you did Trowa... Sure you did..." Duo remarked sarcastically.
"But I did!"
"Sure... Whatever..."
"Well," Quatre interrupted, "I say we should clean up."
"Okay, you do that Quatre." Duo snickered.
"What!?!?!?! I'm not doing all the work here! You ALL have to help me! Actually, I shouldn't have to do ANY of the work! I'm so sick of being the good one! Oh look at Quatre, the rich, good pilot! I'm not going to have any more of this! Now help me clean up the place before I kill you all!!"
"Quatre wouldn't kill me, I'm his best friend." Trowa mumbled under his breath.
"Oh yes I would kill you Trowa!! Because I think it's YOU who takes the most advantage of me! Now, all of you get cleaning!"
"Whoa, Quatre," Duo said quietly, "settle down, I was just joking, and so was Trowa. It's okay. It's okay."
"I wasn't joking, I never joke." Trowa replied very quietly.
Heero looked at them and sighed. "You people are sad."
"Well you're even sadder... Mr. Spandex boy!" Quatre stormed off to the kitchen.
A few minutes later all of the G-pilots were cleaning the house, except for Wufei, who was nowhere to be found.
Only two minutes after they all started to clean up there was a knock on the door.
Outside
"Do you think anyone's home?" Riva Dyheart asked her friend.
"Well, this is where they told us to go." Blysse Norwood replied.
"Are you sure this is it? Did you screw up again?" Tonni Lamont asked.
"I did not screw up! When have I ever screwed up?"
Tonni and Riva raised their eyebrows.
"Okay so there was that one time but--"
The door suddenly swung open and the three girls saw a Chinese boy with a ponytail, in very traditional clothes.
"Hi is th--" Blysse was cut off by the door slamming in her face.
Tonni snickered.
"Shut up. You try."
"I will." Tonni replied as she knocked loudly on the door.
The door swung open again and there stood a blond Arabian boy who was wearing an apron and holding a feather duster.
"Hi." Tonni said sweetly.
"Oh, hi," he looked at the three girls, "the catholic school is just around the block." and shut the door in a hurry.
Blysse laughed, "Good going Tonni."
"Well you're the one that chose the outfits!" Tonni shot back.
"I wanted to make a good impression!"
"Well, yea, you did a good job of making us look like nuns!" Riva kicked the door, "Oh s***! What c***** shoes you picked!"
"But they went with the outfits!"
"So!?"
"So! You have to make them match!! Don't you get that!?!?! When will you two listen to me!?!?!"
"Yea, I will when you make some sense," Tonni said, flicking on a cigarette.
"I make sense--"
Blysse was cut off by the door opening by a brunette boy wearing a green tank top and spandex shorts, and was holding a gun. Tonni eyed him mischievously, and Riva stepped away from the door and stood behind Blysse.
"Can I help you?" the boy asked impatiently.
"Uh, can I help you?" Blysse asked absent-mindedly.
Riva smacked her forehead. "Blysse! You made yourself sound like a whore!"
Tonni snickered.
"Shut up, Tonni," Blysse said heatedly.
"Uh..." the boy looked at them strangely. "Who are you?"
"I, uh, um, I'm..."
"She's Blysse Norwood, and that's Antonia Lamont-"
"Call me Antonia and I'll shoot you, Dyheart," Tonni said icily. Riva rolled her eyes.
"Tonni Lamont," she corrected impatiently. "And I'm Riva Dyheart. Are you expecting some new Gundam pilots?"
"Yea, how'd you know?"
"Oh good!" Riva pushed past the boy with Blysse right behind her and settled down on the couch. "Ah this should be homey!"
Tonni blew some smoke into the boy's face and followed her friends inside.
The boy chased them in. "What the hell are you doing here?!?!"
Riva blinked. "We're making ourselves at home! What did you think we were doing?"
"I thought you were bringing the new pilots."
"We are the new pilots." Blysse replied.
"What!?! But you're girls!"