Baby Psycho-
THANK GOD! I have a computer again. I'm very sorry it took me so long to update, it was all written out but we had no Internet. Hope you like this chapter, the next one will be up soon. As you know, I don't own anything.
^ ^ ^ The Immortals
Chapter 7
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There was something worse than death, worse than torture, a lot worse than a broken bone and even worse than losing a loved one, and that thing was hairballs. Especially soggy brown hairballs that came from the one and only Duo Maxwell.
"Duo you idiot, get your hair out of the shower, it's blocking the drain."
A very sheepish Duo Maxwell crept into the room and disposed of the hair in question. He knew better than to set Wufei off before he had his coffee.
It wasn't the first time that he had been yelled at for one of his morning habits. Yesterday it was the fact that he had used all the water, and not just all the hot.
The occupants of the room next door had already escaped to the cafeteria, claiming that they had extra study to do. Heero had remembered what it was like after Duo had his morning shower, and, as an act of friendship, had informed Trowa and Quatre. Wufei had missed out by default, he was too busy reading.
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It was their first real day of school. Their first day had been quite informal, and they had spent most of their time sticking in pages and introducing themselves to the class.
By the time their first class started they were all ready, well in Wufei's case it was almost. He ran into the classroom seconds before the start, his hair wet and loose from its usual ponytail.
Duo even made the observation that Wufei looked like a half-drowned Maltese. It was quite true but unappreciated on Wufei's behalf. Before he could get his revenge the teacher entered the room.
Their History teacher was the type of person that you called weirdo or eccentric. He was a small, balding man who wore his bleached hair back in a ponytail. He also wore red shirts with orange pants and a yellow vest.
His name was Mr Hardwery, but insisted on being called Mr H. Trowa didn't think he was much of a teacher, instead of teaching the facts he liked to let the kids write what they thought and then read it out to the class.
Mr H walked over to the touch board and started writing with his finger. The words came out on the screen that was on each desk. Unknowingly Heero, Trowa, Quatre, Wufei and Duo all let out a small groan. Written on their boards was the title 'Gundam Pilots, Where Did They Go?'
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It was time for the teacher to read out the most accurate essays for each of the 5 pilot's life. Duo was confidant that the ones read out would be his and the other 4 pilots. After all, who could do better than a first hand record? To his surprise Mr H called out a girl named Cassie to have written the most accurate report on Pilot 1-Heero Yuy. As he read, Duo could see Heero growing paler and paler by the second.
The main point of her story was that Heero had fallen in love with Relena Peacecraft and had married her in secret, hiding away from the public for the rest of his life so he could care for their six children in peace.
It took Heero all the willpower he possessed to stop himself from either jumping up out of his seat and objecting with all his might, or passing out on the spot.
And it got worse, Duo had apparently become a priest where he became a recluse and stopped contact with everyone he knew. Trowa on the other hand had become so depressed over all the fighting that he had committed suicide.
Quatre and Wufei had gone into business and had been assassinated, by the other, because of their rival businesses. No one apart from the pilots themselves had even mentioned the preventers.
^ ^ ^
After class had finished the five boys stumbled out to the park. No one talked, they were still in shock over their so called past. Heero looked quite sick and was silently mouthing the word six, Duo had absently taken off his cross and shoved it into his pocket.
Trowa was starring at his wrists and muttering under his breath and Quatre and Wufei where glaring hatefully at each other. They didn't really know why, they where both still alive, and Wufei had never worked in a business, let alone owned one.
It took a while to recover properly but they did so with enough time to make it to their next class. It was their mixed class, so they said goodbye and wandered away.
^ ^ ^
School wasn't how they remembered it, not only was the work they did incorrect but they also had to deal with sadistic teachers. Trowa came back from his circus course with a black eye. He wasn't willing to tell everything, but from what Quatre gathered a sandbag and a pink umbrella played important parts.
The other four were just bored stupid with the classes they had chosen. So, instead of resigning in different courses they decided to quit school all together. They packed their suitcases and emptied out their dorm. Wufei had gone out and bought a small bus for travel, so when he arrived they hopped in and sped off into the sunset.
The principal found a note pinned to the front of the new student's door. It was a great yellow smiley face with the words good bye in pink. Sighing he wrote up a new record for the school. The shortest time stayed at school, and on the plaque it read
^ ^ ^
Meanwhile halfway around the block sat five 124 year olds. Four of them were in the middle of a mature and important discussion, while the other sat nursing his black eye.
"Do I always have to make the decisions around here?"
"Not any more, the last few were enough. We're homeless, schooless guys with no where to go thanks to your decisions."
"Well what do we do now, Trowa?"
"... Ow"
"Just drive, please, just drive"
^ ^ ^
Again, I'm soooo sorry that it took me so long to update, but I moved house and we had no net.
THANK GOD! I have a computer again. I'm very sorry it took me so long to update, it was all written out but we had no Internet. Hope you like this chapter, the next one will be up soon. As you know, I don't own anything.
^ ^ ^ The Immortals
Chapter 7
^ ^ ^
There was something worse than death, worse than torture, a lot worse than a broken bone and even worse than losing a loved one, and that thing was hairballs. Especially soggy brown hairballs that came from the one and only Duo Maxwell.
"Duo you idiot, get your hair out of the shower, it's blocking the drain."
A very sheepish Duo Maxwell crept into the room and disposed of the hair in question. He knew better than to set Wufei off before he had his coffee.
It wasn't the first time that he had been yelled at for one of his morning habits. Yesterday it was the fact that he had used all the water, and not just all the hot.
The occupants of the room next door had already escaped to the cafeteria, claiming that they had extra study to do. Heero had remembered what it was like after Duo had his morning shower, and, as an act of friendship, had informed Trowa and Quatre. Wufei had missed out by default, he was too busy reading.
^ ^ ^
It was their first real day of school. Their first day had been quite informal, and they had spent most of their time sticking in pages and introducing themselves to the class.
By the time their first class started they were all ready, well in Wufei's case it was almost. He ran into the classroom seconds before the start, his hair wet and loose from its usual ponytail.
Duo even made the observation that Wufei looked like a half-drowned Maltese. It was quite true but unappreciated on Wufei's behalf. Before he could get his revenge the teacher entered the room.
Their History teacher was the type of person that you called weirdo or eccentric. He was a small, balding man who wore his bleached hair back in a ponytail. He also wore red shirts with orange pants and a yellow vest.
His name was Mr Hardwery, but insisted on being called Mr H. Trowa didn't think he was much of a teacher, instead of teaching the facts he liked to let the kids write what they thought and then read it out to the class.
Mr H walked over to the touch board and started writing with his finger. The words came out on the screen that was on each desk. Unknowingly Heero, Trowa, Quatre, Wufei and Duo all let out a small groan. Written on their boards was the title 'Gundam Pilots, Where Did They Go?'
^ ^ ^
It was time for the teacher to read out the most accurate essays for each of the 5 pilot's life. Duo was confidant that the ones read out would be his and the other 4 pilots. After all, who could do better than a first hand record? To his surprise Mr H called out a girl named Cassie to have written the most accurate report on Pilot 1-Heero Yuy. As he read, Duo could see Heero growing paler and paler by the second.
The main point of her story was that Heero had fallen in love with Relena Peacecraft and had married her in secret, hiding away from the public for the rest of his life so he could care for their six children in peace.
It took Heero all the willpower he possessed to stop himself from either jumping up out of his seat and objecting with all his might, or passing out on the spot.
And it got worse, Duo had apparently become a priest where he became a recluse and stopped contact with everyone he knew. Trowa on the other hand had become so depressed over all the fighting that he had committed suicide.
Quatre and Wufei had gone into business and had been assassinated, by the other, because of their rival businesses. No one apart from the pilots themselves had even mentioned the preventers.
^ ^ ^
After class had finished the five boys stumbled out to the park. No one talked, they were still in shock over their so called past. Heero looked quite sick and was silently mouthing the word six, Duo had absently taken off his cross and shoved it into his pocket.
Trowa was starring at his wrists and muttering under his breath and Quatre and Wufei where glaring hatefully at each other. They didn't really know why, they where both still alive, and Wufei had never worked in a business, let alone owned one.
It took a while to recover properly but they did so with enough time to make it to their next class. It was their mixed class, so they said goodbye and wandered away.
^ ^ ^
School wasn't how they remembered it, not only was the work they did incorrect but they also had to deal with sadistic teachers. Trowa came back from his circus course with a black eye. He wasn't willing to tell everything, but from what Quatre gathered a sandbag and a pink umbrella played important parts.
The other four were just bored stupid with the classes they had chosen. So, instead of resigning in different courses they decided to quit school all together. They packed their suitcases and emptied out their dorm. Wufei had gone out and bought a small bus for travel, so when he arrived they hopped in and sped off into the sunset.
The principal found a note pinned to the front of the new student's door. It was a great yellow smiley face with the words good bye in pink. Sighing he wrote up a new record for the school. The shortest time stayed at school, and on the plaque it read
^ ^ ^
Meanwhile halfway around the block sat five 124 year olds. Four of them were in the middle of a mature and important discussion, while the other sat nursing his black eye.
"Do I always have to make the decisions around here?"
"Not any more, the last few were enough. We're homeless, schooless guys with no where to go thanks to your decisions."
"Well what do we do now, Trowa?"
"... Ow"
"Just drive, please, just drive"
^ ^ ^
Again, I'm soooo sorry that it took me so long to update, but I moved house and we had no net.