Hi everyone, here's the second installment on Heero's saga with the bakery. (hehehe) Disclaimers go as usual, but there are two new OC that are mine. Anyhow, hope you all like this. ^-^
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Strawberry Jam
On the other end of the conversation, Quatre had gathered a group of staff members around a telephone in his office. "All right quiet everybody, who wants to place a bet that Heero will survive from his bakery ordeal without getting floured or smeared with some pastry filling? Anybody?" The room became silent as everyone pondered on what Heero's probability of not getting hit with anything.
Right then, Trowa's voice was booming from the speaker mode on the phone, "Quatre, put me down for $75 against Heero."
"Are you out of your mind? You should know that Heero won't be floured."
"I'm not trusting you even though it took you on your third try to the bakery just to get your sweet revenge. I'm going against Heero and that's that."
"All righty then, $75 against Heero from Trowa. Since he's betting, I'll wager $75 for Heero. Does anyone else want to bet?"
A staff member from Relena's office answered first, "I'll make a bet for five dollars."
"Oh, come on Riley. Don't be such a wimp. You should raise your stakes higher because chances are he won't get hit with anything in the process." replied another staff member, who was straightening out his tie and making sure that his short brown hair was presentable.
The chestnut haired girl then adjusted her rimless glasses and raised her stakes higher to fifty dollars, "I hope your right about this, Aidan. Because if you're not, I'm going straight to Ms. Peacecraft myself and ask her to fire you, personally." She then glared at him and headed straight out the door to the adjoining room, where she was organizing folders for the next staff meeting.
"I think she likes me." The others within the room looked on with disbelief. "I see that no one has any faith in me. Hey Quatre, put me down $100, just to show Riley."
"Does anyone else want to place a bet that Heero will come out all right?" Quatre was looking around the room and with that a few more hands popped out from the crowd.
One boy about the age fifteen wagered ten dollars for Heero, while another older staff member placed a wager of seventy-five dollars. But from what it was worth, Quatre calculated the total amount of money that was raised, "All right the grand total of this bet comes out to...drum roll please..." Someone in the crowd banged on their yellow legal notepad with a pen, "Comes out to be $350 exactly. Does anyone else want to bet?"
Once that was said, Relena suddenly walked into the room and was unaware of this wagering activity. "And what do you think you all are doing right now?" She had her arms crossed around her chest and gave Quatre an agitated face.
Quatre's face became white with sweat beads dotting on his forehead. "Nothing really, I mean honestly." He was still holding the phone in his hands with Trowa on the other end.
"Quatre, I know your up to something because I can always tell when you're lying."
"All right, all right. I'm guilty as charged, but we're currently holding a wager on Heero's first day at the bakery." Relena suddenly became interested in this wager after all. "So far, we've raised $350 in Heero's favor, while there's $75 against him."
"So where is this money going to once Heero is back from his bakery run?"
Quatre made a qulping sound to clear his voice and began to fidget with his tie, "Well, we aren't sure yet. Maybe to our rainy day fund." Right then all eyes turned to Quatre with angry looks in them, "But then again, maybe not."
Relena proposed her own solution, "How about this Quatre, if Heero returns safe and sound everyone gets their money back. On the other hand, I'm willing to wager something in this game. I'm going against everyone else that has played so far." The room went quiet again for the second time, even the phone line went silent.
"You're joking. Aren't you?"
"No I'm not, I'll wager $200 to say that Heero will get some type of bakery ingredient on him." With that, all faces dropped their jaws down in shock of a gambling Relena.
"You sure about that? I'm mean you don't have to play in this game."
"I'm sure Quatre and besides a girl needs a little fun once in a while." She then smiled at him.
Trowa was still on the phone and his question sounded through from the speaker, "Ms. Peacecraft are you sure about that?"
Recognizing the voice, "For the last time, I'm sure, Trowa, and so you're the mastermind behind all of this madness."
Trowa's rebuttal, "I'm hanging this phone up now." A phone tone was heard on the speaker.
Aidan then spoke up even though he was afraid that his superior would fire him on the spot, "So what happens if you win this entire bet?"
"I'll devise something for this mutiny. You can count on that." She looked at Aidan's face especially since she knew how he hated making endless copies of reports for her. "I'll even make sure that you'll suffer the worst, Aidan." A chill ran up his spine, which signaled him to start work again, before she yelled at him.
"The odds are 10:2, with Relena and Trowa being only the opposition. I guess the odds are in favor for Heero to survive from his bakery run." boasted Quatre.
"Quatre, I have another question for you."
"What is it?"
"Does this bet apply for this whole entire day?"
"I guess so." The others in the room heard it, so Relena knew that she had witnesses to back her up in this bet.
"Very well then, everyone back to work now. We have an embassy to run."
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Right then, the bakery's front door jingled, alerting Duo and Wufei that they had their first potential customer of the day. The two noticed that he was wearing a clean crisp white shirt and that his khaki pants were neatly ironed. They wouldn't have thought that this man would have worked on Relena's security team.
"How may I help on this fine morning, sir?" asked Wufei who was wearing his chocolate stained apron that had an imprint of red lipstick on its upper right hand corner.
"I need to purchase three dozen doughnuts."
"Okay, then. Do you have any preferences of what you would like to have?"
"Not really." Heero just looked on, while Wufei ordered Duo to the doughnut case, where he was busy stacking a variety of doughnuts into the pink colored boxes. He then walked over to Heero and showed him the variety.
"There are strawberry, blueberry, and custard filled ones in this box. While in this one, it contains chocolate and white glazed ones. And in this box, there's a variety of powdered ones." Duo could sense that he was boring Heero and decided to leave him with the three boxes.
Wufei was at the cash register and rang up the bill, "It will twenty dollars, now." Heero then slipped him a twenty-dollar bill and stood at the cash register, trying to come up on what he should do with his Operation Surprise. "Good day now."
The perfect solider just nodded. The jingle of the bells on the door rang one more time, as Heero left.
Duo went over to Wufei, "Doesn't he seem a little cold to you?"
"For once, you're right about something. Oh well, get back to work, before we start another flour war here."
Outside in the parking lot, Trowa looked up from this newspaper that he was reading. "Looks like Relena and I lost the bet." Heero then knocked on the window and Trowa unlocked the car. "Well, it looks like the first day here went well."
"Are you suggesting something Trowa?"
"Nothing, just nothing. Everyone at the embassy will be shocked." With that, the two drove back and when they finally pulled up into the front part of the embassy, everyone was peeping out their windows, to see if Heero was hit with anything.
Relena looked out from her balcony, "Well, it looks like ten people will be splitting up my money. Oh well, easy come, easy go."
She then headed back towards her office, in which she could already shouts of laughter and joy coming from her staff members' offices. Quatre then walked in, "Looks like the staff members and me have won the bet, now pay up."
"All right, here's the $200 I promised, but remember Quatre, the bet could still be on, right?" she handed the money over to him.
"Right. I'll just keep this in a safe place and when the clock strikes 5:00 P.M the bet is off and that's when everyone gets their money or punishment. But, it looks like you're going to lose, anyhow." He then gave her a wink and left the room.
A couple minutes later, Heero entered into her office and presented her the three pink boxes. "Here you are, the doughnuts that you requested."
"Thanks, Heero. How much do I owe you?" He could sense that she was hiding something, but couldn't put his finger on it.
"It's on me." He paused for a second and asked, "Are you sure everything is fine?"
"Sure, why wouldn't it be?"
"Just nothing, Trowa just gave me a similar feeling this morning. Are you hiding something from my back?"
"Of course not. I don't know what you're talking about."
"Very well then, I'm taking my post outside the door now."
Relena looked on as he was heading out and said to herself, "That was close. I just couldn't tell him that everyone was practically wagering against him. I better place these doughnuts in the staff lounge before everyone starves to death here." In the matter of minutes, a rush of staffers came to the lounge when they saw the scrumptious doughnuts lying out on the table. At the head of the group, it was Aidan leading the pack.
Hours passed by and it was afternoon now, Heero stood silently at his post. At the same time, Aidan and Riley came by, and the two were snickering at him. Aidan spoke up first, "So Heero how does it feel to successfully retrieve doughnuts on your first bakery run?"
"Quiet, Aidan. I don't see why people should be afraid of [this] bakery." He then gave him his famous death glare, which made Aidan run out of the hallway fast. Heero then muttered to himself, "He should be more afraid of the copier machine than the bakery." The thought amused him for a while.
"Heero could you come in here for a minute." Heero was in awe at her request. He quietly walked into her office. "Um...Heero I need to leave for a couple of hours since I have a little family crisis right now. My brother and his fiancé are having last minute wedding plans that they need to deal with now. You could leave early if you want. That's all I have to say."
Heero nodded and she left the office. He said to himself, "This opportunity gives me some time to head back towards the bakery." After he had tracked Quatre down in the front lobby, he told that he was heading back towards the bakery to complete Operation Surprise.
"But, Heero you sure about that? I mean can't you wait 'till tomorrow." He immediately ran to the door and tried to block Heero from leaving.
"I have to go now. Relena will never suspect about me leaving again." With that Heero peeled Quatre from the wooden doorframe, and a distorted face was seen on Quatre since he knew the bet was in jeopardy.
"I have a feeling that I'm not going to like this, one bit."
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A yellow taxi cab pulled in front of the bakery, Wufei was looking from the counter as he was wondering who in the world would drive up to their bakery so late in the afternoon.
"Hey Duo, it looks like we have the same customer from this morning."
"It looks that way. I'll be in the kitchen, minding my own business of making chocolate éclairs."
"I hope they're not for Hilde again." A sly devilish grin was seen on his face.
"No idiot, they're for tomorrow's sale." Duo entered through their kitchen door and peeked out in the window to see what was going on once Heero had entered.
"How can I help you again?" A smile was seen on Wufei's face in hopes of getting Heero to buy more of the bakery goods.
"I need to buy a birthday cake."
"All right then. When do you need it by?"
"This Friday."
"Would you like to have any designs or any writing on the cake?"
"Just have, 'Happy Birthday Relena!' on it." Heero became agitated at the countless questions coming from Wufei.
"Do you prefer any type of colors such as pink, light blue, red..."
"I'll choose pink, all right then. Anything else that you would like to say?"
"One last thing, do you have any designs you would like to have on this cake?"
"What can you put on the cake?"
"Well we can create balloons, pictures, and flowers."
Right then, the thought of flower designs crossed Heero's mind. "Flowers might seem reasonable."
As the two were still conversing about possible cake designs, Duo looked on from the kitchen window, when he heard his oven alarm ring off. "Okay, let's see how my éclairs came out." Grabbing a stove mitten from the table, he opened the oven and door. His face just dropped. "What the hell?" Out came a red boxing glove with a bag of flour and Duo was in its path. Right then, it knocked him literally to the floor and for a minute, he laid there on the floor, all covered in white. "Why that Wufei. He rigged my oven." He walked over to Wufei's oven and noticed that his éclairs were in there, baking inside, becoming golden brown and puffy. "All right, mister, have it your way." A flour war was about to erupt again.
With the sound of Duo running crazy in the kitchen, the two outside in the main area, all heard the commotion.
"What's going on in there?" asked Heero, raising an eyebrow in suspicion.
"Oh just nothing. My other baker that you saw this morning is baking chocolate éclairs right at this very moment, so it seems."
All of a sudden, the kitchen door swung open and out came Duo powdered from head to toe, "Wufei this means war!" He then gave a last battle cry, "AARRGH! Prepare to meet your doom!" Right then he raised his right arm and it carried a bag of flour.
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Back at the embassy, Quatre was pacing nervously about in his spacious office. "Relena is coming back any minute now and if she finds that Heero went back to the bakery, I could still end up losing the entire bet along with the staff members." A knock was heard on his door, which made him jump. "Oh no, she's back already." He cautiously strolled up to his door and opened it; Riley was standing there. "Oh it's just you. I thought it was Relena."
"Geez, Quatre it looks like you've been walking on pins and needles. Relena just called and she says that she's on her way back here." She paused and noticed Quatre's reaction, in which he began to bit on his fingernails. "Don't tell me that Heero went back to the bakery." She looked at him, waiting for his response.
"Yep."
"I said don't say that to me." She then became agitated.
"Sorry about that."
"Well it looks like I have to hunt down someone to pay me back. Excuse me now." Quatre nodded and he went back to his nervous routine of walking back and forth in his office. As he was doing so, he heard the screams from Aidan as he was trying to escape from Riley chasing him down the hallway.
"Mad woman on the lose. SOMEONE help me."
"You're going to get it, Aidan. When the day is done, comes your worst nightmare."
The two were running down towards the front entrance of the lobby when they saw Relena coming in.
"Hi Ms. Peacecraft," Aidan was now walking casually even though his face was flushed and sweat beads dotted his forehead.
"Hello Aidan. What are you up to?"
Their conversation was interrupted, "I'm going to get you, Aidan. Mark my works." screamed Riley from the stairs, as other staff members looked on.
"Riley what on earth are you doing?" She caught Riley off guard.
"Hi Ms. Peacecraft," a hint of shock in her voice. "I was just chasing Aidan around the embassy to get my money back. That's all."
"Why would you do that? Quatre collected the money from me earlier this morning, once Heero returned from the bakery..." Right then, she knew immediately why the two were chasing each other. She knew that Heero went back to the bakery for a second time. A smile of victory was evident on her face, "We'll see who's the victor by the end of today at 5:00. Carry on you two."
"With pleasure, Ms. Peacecraft." Riley was sure that she was going to get her payback at Aidan.
With the incident behind her, Relena walked up towards Quatre's office after taking three flights of stairs. She knocked on his door, but when no one answered it, she managed to open it. She saw that Quatre had fallen asleep in his swivel chair in hopes of passing the time. She lightly tapped him on the shoulder.
An alarmed Quatre then awoke, "AAAHHH!" A bunch of papers then scattered around him. "Relena don't you ever do that again. I don't want to die of a heart attack at an early age." He began to feel his pulse over his carotid artery.
"Sorry about that. Well, it looks like the bet is still on." She gave him a grin and then left.
"I need to find a new job, before the anxiety level kills me."
"I heard that," she called out from the hallway.
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Back at the bakery, Duo was about to aim his bag of flour at the two, when Heero suddenly pulled out his gun from his back pocket and pointed it at Duo.
"Drop that bag of flour from your hand." His finger was on the trigger still and it clicked once.
Duo gulped and in his defeat, he dropped the bag of flour slowly. But, he still held a secret stash of flour in his left hand, in which Heero also saw it.
"I want you to drop the small pile in your left hand also."
"How did you know?" an outraged Duo retorted. Right then, a small avalanche of white drizzled down onto the floor.
Wufei then scoffed, "It serves you right, for trying to ambush me and this customer of ours. Go back to the kitchen with this gentleman and look through the design of flowers that we can put on the cake." Duo obeyed and took Heero to the kitchen and for a few minutes they flipped threw a small design book. Heero eventually concealed his weapon in his back pocket. Unknown to the two of them, Wufei had his own tricks up his sleeves. "This should do the trick." He then went towards the kitchen, holding a pastry bag filled with red strawberry jam. "This is going to be fun. Hehehe!" He then let out an evil cackle.
In the kitchen, the two were huddled around Duo's workstation table and Duo noticed that the kitchen door opened, but no one had entered. He thought to himself, "It must be a false alarm. Maybe it was something that Wufei handled by himself. But that seems strange."
"I've made my decision. It should be this one." The design that Heero had picked out showed the cake being bordered with red roses encircling the cake at the bottom, while at the top a cluster of three roses adorned the surface amidst white frosting.
"It's a lovely choice. All right then, we'll have it ready for you by Thursday night."
Heero nodded and with that, Duo filled out the order/custom design form for the cake. Once Duo had given him the carbon copy of the form, a strange sound came behind him. The squirting of the pastry bag began.
"I've finally got you, Duo!" A rush of strawberry filling hit Duo as he shoved Heero away from his mad baker/partner. "Um... Wufei you might want to put that down since we have company right now."
"I don't care. Our truce is over!" With that, more strawberry jam was aimed at Duo.
"So you want to have a flour war now, huh? Well BRING IT ON."
Heero looked on the two fighting bakers as he was trying to hide from the barrage of flour and strawberry jam. A pot of chocolate sauce was heading towards him, but he quickly ducked towards his left and landed on the floor, where strawberry jam covered the area. His shirt became stained from the red ooze.
"Everyone's going to hear about this, once I get back." He was standing over the cookie sheet that Duo somehow managed to throw up towards the ceiling just yesterday. Without warning, a barrage of twelve burnt cookies rained on top of him. "What the fuck!" He looked up towards the ceiling and realized that the cookie sheet was right above him. "Oh no..." Right then, it fell on top of him.
The two crazy bakers were still at each other's necks, and once they ran out of ammunition, they stopped and realized that their customer wasn't moving at all.
Duo called over, "Wufei, I think you killed him."
"No, I didn't. What is this cookie sheet doing here, Duo?"
"So that's where it went." giving him a guilty look. "Oops, I must have forgot about it when you distracted me on that day." He smiled holding his chef's hat in his hand and then placing it back on his head.
Wufei then went over to Heero's side and poked him with a spatula. Right then, Heero opened his eyes and it was not a pretty sight to see. His shirt was stained with red strawberry filling and parts of chocolate chip cookies clung to his white shirt. He pulled out his gun and pointed it at the two bakers, "I don't know what you're trying to pull here, if one of you moves, I'll shoot."
Right then at the worst time, Duo was about to sneeze and within a second, Heero fired at the chef covered in red and white. The bullet pierced through the top of his hat. "Hey you ruined my favorite chef's hat." Heero continued to point the gun again and prepared to shoot.
The two bakers covered in a disarray of pastry fillings cringed at that thought and stood like statues during the period in which Heero headed out towards the door. "If you two don't clean up your act, I'll have the cops called over here." He headed out towards the front and once the two bakers heard the jingle of the bells on their front door, they immediately ran out after him.
"Where did he go?" asked Duo, who was looking down a nearby street.
"I don't know, but we better get a move on the cake since it's for Relena Peacecraft."
"You're right, but do you think he'll come back again?"
"Beats me."
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Once Heero had left the bakery, he immediately hailed a taxi in hopes no one saw him in broad daylight. The taxi driver looked at Heero questioningly, but he didn't dare to ask since Heero gave him his all too famous death glare when the driver looked through his rear view mirror.
"Where to?" replied the middle-aged driver.
"To the Peacecraft Embassy. When you get there, pull up into the back driveway."
"You got it."
Within a matter of ten minutes, the taxi pulled up in the back driveway, where no one would have expected him to come. Heero paid the fare and the taxi pulled away. He paused for a brief moment and scanned the entrance to make sure that no one not even the staff members were to see him, but once he opened the door, Relena was standing there, waiting for him.
"There you are." She noticed that his shirt was more of a pinkish colored and tried to hold in her laugh. Heero could see that she was trying to do her best. Her face became a slight red and in a matter of thirty seconds, all hell broke lose within the embassy. "It looks like you're not the Perfect Soldier after all." She continued to laugh hysterically.
"Not funny."
TBC
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So how was that for chapter 7? Let me know what you think, I would really appreciate it, and thanks. Until next time! ;)
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Strawberry Jam
On the other end of the conversation, Quatre had gathered a group of staff members around a telephone in his office. "All right quiet everybody, who wants to place a bet that Heero will survive from his bakery ordeal without getting floured or smeared with some pastry filling? Anybody?" The room became silent as everyone pondered on what Heero's probability of not getting hit with anything.
Right then, Trowa's voice was booming from the speaker mode on the phone, "Quatre, put me down for $75 against Heero."
"Are you out of your mind? You should know that Heero won't be floured."
"I'm not trusting you even though it took you on your third try to the bakery just to get your sweet revenge. I'm going against Heero and that's that."
"All righty then, $75 against Heero from Trowa. Since he's betting, I'll wager $75 for Heero. Does anyone else want to bet?"
A staff member from Relena's office answered first, "I'll make a bet for five dollars."
"Oh, come on Riley. Don't be such a wimp. You should raise your stakes higher because chances are he won't get hit with anything in the process." replied another staff member, who was straightening out his tie and making sure that his short brown hair was presentable.
The chestnut haired girl then adjusted her rimless glasses and raised her stakes higher to fifty dollars, "I hope your right about this, Aidan. Because if you're not, I'm going straight to Ms. Peacecraft myself and ask her to fire you, personally." She then glared at him and headed straight out the door to the adjoining room, where she was organizing folders for the next staff meeting.
"I think she likes me." The others within the room looked on with disbelief. "I see that no one has any faith in me. Hey Quatre, put me down $100, just to show Riley."
"Does anyone else want to place a bet that Heero will come out all right?" Quatre was looking around the room and with that a few more hands popped out from the crowd.
One boy about the age fifteen wagered ten dollars for Heero, while another older staff member placed a wager of seventy-five dollars. But from what it was worth, Quatre calculated the total amount of money that was raised, "All right the grand total of this bet comes out to...drum roll please..." Someone in the crowd banged on their yellow legal notepad with a pen, "Comes out to be $350 exactly. Does anyone else want to bet?"
Once that was said, Relena suddenly walked into the room and was unaware of this wagering activity. "And what do you think you all are doing right now?" She had her arms crossed around her chest and gave Quatre an agitated face.
Quatre's face became white with sweat beads dotting on his forehead. "Nothing really, I mean honestly." He was still holding the phone in his hands with Trowa on the other end.
"Quatre, I know your up to something because I can always tell when you're lying."
"All right, all right. I'm guilty as charged, but we're currently holding a wager on Heero's first day at the bakery." Relena suddenly became interested in this wager after all. "So far, we've raised $350 in Heero's favor, while there's $75 against him."
"So where is this money going to once Heero is back from his bakery run?"
Quatre made a qulping sound to clear his voice and began to fidget with his tie, "Well, we aren't sure yet. Maybe to our rainy day fund." Right then all eyes turned to Quatre with angry looks in them, "But then again, maybe not."
Relena proposed her own solution, "How about this Quatre, if Heero returns safe and sound everyone gets their money back. On the other hand, I'm willing to wager something in this game. I'm going against everyone else that has played so far." The room went quiet again for the second time, even the phone line went silent.
"You're joking. Aren't you?"
"No I'm not, I'll wager $200 to say that Heero will get some type of bakery ingredient on him." With that, all faces dropped their jaws down in shock of a gambling Relena.
"You sure about that? I'm mean you don't have to play in this game."
"I'm sure Quatre and besides a girl needs a little fun once in a while." She then smiled at him.
Trowa was still on the phone and his question sounded through from the speaker, "Ms. Peacecraft are you sure about that?"
Recognizing the voice, "For the last time, I'm sure, Trowa, and so you're the mastermind behind all of this madness."
Trowa's rebuttal, "I'm hanging this phone up now." A phone tone was heard on the speaker.
Aidan then spoke up even though he was afraid that his superior would fire him on the spot, "So what happens if you win this entire bet?"
"I'll devise something for this mutiny. You can count on that." She looked at Aidan's face especially since she knew how he hated making endless copies of reports for her. "I'll even make sure that you'll suffer the worst, Aidan." A chill ran up his spine, which signaled him to start work again, before she yelled at him.
"The odds are 10:2, with Relena and Trowa being only the opposition. I guess the odds are in favor for Heero to survive from his bakery run." boasted Quatre.
"Quatre, I have another question for you."
"What is it?"
"Does this bet apply for this whole entire day?"
"I guess so." The others in the room heard it, so Relena knew that she had witnesses to back her up in this bet.
"Very well then, everyone back to work now. We have an embassy to run."
*****
Right then, the bakery's front door jingled, alerting Duo and Wufei that they had their first potential customer of the day. The two noticed that he was wearing a clean crisp white shirt and that his khaki pants were neatly ironed. They wouldn't have thought that this man would have worked on Relena's security team.
"How may I help on this fine morning, sir?" asked Wufei who was wearing his chocolate stained apron that had an imprint of red lipstick on its upper right hand corner.
"I need to purchase three dozen doughnuts."
"Okay, then. Do you have any preferences of what you would like to have?"
"Not really." Heero just looked on, while Wufei ordered Duo to the doughnut case, where he was busy stacking a variety of doughnuts into the pink colored boxes. He then walked over to Heero and showed him the variety.
"There are strawberry, blueberry, and custard filled ones in this box. While in this one, it contains chocolate and white glazed ones. And in this box, there's a variety of powdered ones." Duo could sense that he was boring Heero and decided to leave him with the three boxes.
Wufei was at the cash register and rang up the bill, "It will twenty dollars, now." Heero then slipped him a twenty-dollar bill and stood at the cash register, trying to come up on what he should do with his Operation Surprise. "Good day now."
The perfect solider just nodded. The jingle of the bells on the door rang one more time, as Heero left.
Duo went over to Wufei, "Doesn't he seem a little cold to you?"
"For once, you're right about something. Oh well, get back to work, before we start another flour war here."
Outside in the parking lot, Trowa looked up from this newspaper that he was reading. "Looks like Relena and I lost the bet." Heero then knocked on the window and Trowa unlocked the car. "Well, it looks like the first day here went well."
"Are you suggesting something Trowa?"
"Nothing, just nothing. Everyone at the embassy will be shocked." With that, the two drove back and when they finally pulled up into the front part of the embassy, everyone was peeping out their windows, to see if Heero was hit with anything.
Relena looked out from her balcony, "Well, it looks like ten people will be splitting up my money. Oh well, easy come, easy go."
She then headed back towards her office, in which she could already shouts of laughter and joy coming from her staff members' offices. Quatre then walked in, "Looks like the staff members and me have won the bet, now pay up."
"All right, here's the $200 I promised, but remember Quatre, the bet could still be on, right?" she handed the money over to him.
"Right. I'll just keep this in a safe place and when the clock strikes 5:00 P.M the bet is off and that's when everyone gets their money or punishment. But, it looks like you're going to lose, anyhow." He then gave her a wink and left the room.
A couple minutes later, Heero entered into her office and presented her the three pink boxes. "Here you are, the doughnuts that you requested."
"Thanks, Heero. How much do I owe you?" He could sense that she was hiding something, but couldn't put his finger on it.
"It's on me." He paused for a second and asked, "Are you sure everything is fine?"
"Sure, why wouldn't it be?"
"Just nothing, Trowa just gave me a similar feeling this morning. Are you hiding something from my back?"
"Of course not. I don't know what you're talking about."
"Very well then, I'm taking my post outside the door now."
Relena looked on as he was heading out and said to herself, "That was close. I just couldn't tell him that everyone was practically wagering against him. I better place these doughnuts in the staff lounge before everyone starves to death here." In the matter of minutes, a rush of staffers came to the lounge when they saw the scrumptious doughnuts lying out on the table. At the head of the group, it was Aidan leading the pack.
Hours passed by and it was afternoon now, Heero stood silently at his post. At the same time, Aidan and Riley came by, and the two were snickering at him. Aidan spoke up first, "So Heero how does it feel to successfully retrieve doughnuts on your first bakery run?"
"Quiet, Aidan. I don't see why people should be afraid of [this] bakery." He then gave him his famous death glare, which made Aidan run out of the hallway fast. Heero then muttered to himself, "He should be more afraid of the copier machine than the bakery." The thought amused him for a while.
"Heero could you come in here for a minute." Heero was in awe at her request. He quietly walked into her office. "Um...Heero I need to leave for a couple of hours since I have a little family crisis right now. My brother and his fiancé are having last minute wedding plans that they need to deal with now. You could leave early if you want. That's all I have to say."
Heero nodded and she left the office. He said to himself, "This opportunity gives me some time to head back towards the bakery." After he had tracked Quatre down in the front lobby, he told that he was heading back towards the bakery to complete Operation Surprise.
"But, Heero you sure about that? I mean can't you wait 'till tomorrow." He immediately ran to the door and tried to block Heero from leaving.
"I have to go now. Relena will never suspect about me leaving again." With that Heero peeled Quatre from the wooden doorframe, and a distorted face was seen on Quatre since he knew the bet was in jeopardy.
"I have a feeling that I'm not going to like this, one bit."
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A yellow taxi cab pulled in front of the bakery, Wufei was looking from the counter as he was wondering who in the world would drive up to their bakery so late in the afternoon.
"Hey Duo, it looks like we have the same customer from this morning."
"It looks that way. I'll be in the kitchen, minding my own business of making chocolate éclairs."
"I hope they're not for Hilde again." A sly devilish grin was seen on his face.
"No idiot, they're for tomorrow's sale." Duo entered through their kitchen door and peeked out in the window to see what was going on once Heero had entered.
"How can I help you again?" A smile was seen on Wufei's face in hopes of getting Heero to buy more of the bakery goods.
"I need to buy a birthday cake."
"All right then. When do you need it by?"
"This Friday."
"Would you like to have any designs or any writing on the cake?"
"Just have, 'Happy Birthday Relena!' on it." Heero became agitated at the countless questions coming from Wufei.
"Do you prefer any type of colors such as pink, light blue, red..."
"I'll choose pink, all right then. Anything else that you would like to say?"
"One last thing, do you have any designs you would like to have on this cake?"
"What can you put on the cake?"
"Well we can create balloons, pictures, and flowers."
Right then, the thought of flower designs crossed Heero's mind. "Flowers might seem reasonable."
As the two were still conversing about possible cake designs, Duo looked on from the kitchen window, when he heard his oven alarm ring off. "Okay, let's see how my éclairs came out." Grabbing a stove mitten from the table, he opened the oven and door. His face just dropped. "What the hell?" Out came a red boxing glove with a bag of flour and Duo was in its path. Right then, it knocked him literally to the floor and for a minute, he laid there on the floor, all covered in white. "Why that Wufei. He rigged my oven." He walked over to Wufei's oven and noticed that his éclairs were in there, baking inside, becoming golden brown and puffy. "All right, mister, have it your way." A flour war was about to erupt again.
With the sound of Duo running crazy in the kitchen, the two outside in the main area, all heard the commotion.
"What's going on in there?" asked Heero, raising an eyebrow in suspicion.
"Oh just nothing. My other baker that you saw this morning is baking chocolate éclairs right at this very moment, so it seems."
All of a sudden, the kitchen door swung open and out came Duo powdered from head to toe, "Wufei this means war!" He then gave a last battle cry, "AARRGH! Prepare to meet your doom!" Right then he raised his right arm and it carried a bag of flour.
*****
Back at the embassy, Quatre was pacing nervously about in his spacious office. "Relena is coming back any minute now and if she finds that Heero went back to the bakery, I could still end up losing the entire bet along with the staff members." A knock was heard on his door, which made him jump. "Oh no, she's back already." He cautiously strolled up to his door and opened it; Riley was standing there. "Oh it's just you. I thought it was Relena."
"Geez, Quatre it looks like you've been walking on pins and needles. Relena just called and she says that she's on her way back here." She paused and noticed Quatre's reaction, in which he began to bit on his fingernails. "Don't tell me that Heero went back to the bakery." She looked at him, waiting for his response.
"Yep."
"I said don't say that to me." She then became agitated.
"Sorry about that."
"Well it looks like I have to hunt down someone to pay me back. Excuse me now." Quatre nodded and he went back to his nervous routine of walking back and forth in his office. As he was doing so, he heard the screams from Aidan as he was trying to escape from Riley chasing him down the hallway.
"Mad woman on the lose. SOMEONE help me."
"You're going to get it, Aidan. When the day is done, comes your worst nightmare."
The two were running down towards the front entrance of the lobby when they saw Relena coming in.
"Hi Ms. Peacecraft," Aidan was now walking casually even though his face was flushed and sweat beads dotted his forehead.
"Hello Aidan. What are you up to?"
Their conversation was interrupted, "I'm going to get you, Aidan. Mark my works." screamed Riley from the stairs, as other staff members looked on.
"Riley what on earth are you doing?" She caught Riley off guard.
"Hi Ms. Peacecraft," a hint of shock in her voice. "I was just chasing Aidan around the embassy to get my money back. That's all."
"Why would you do that? Quatre collected the money from me earlier this morning, once Heero returned from the bakery..." Right then, she knew immediately why the two were chasing each other. She knew that Heero went back to the bakery for a second time. A smile of victory was evident on her face, "We'll see who's the victor by the end of today at 5:00. Carry on you two."
"With pleasure, Ms. Peacecraft." Riley was sure that she was going to get her payback at Aidan.
With the incident behind her, Relena walked up towards Quatre's office after taking three flights of stairs. She knocked on his door, but when no one answered it, she managed to open it. She saw that Quatre had fallen asleep in his swivel chair in hopes of passing the time. She lightly tapped him on the shoulder.
An alarmed Quatre then awoke, "AAAHHH!" A bunch of papers then scattered around him. "Relena don't you ever do that again. I don't want to die of a heart attack at an early age." He began to feel his pulse over his carotid artery.
"Sorry about that. Well, it looks like the bet is still on." She gave him a grin and then left.
"I need to find a new job, before the anxiety level kills me."
"I heard that," she called out from the hallway.
*****
Back at the bakery, Duo was about to aim his bag of flour at the two, when Heero suddenly pulled out his gun from his back pocket and pointed it at Duo.
"Drop that bag of flour from your hand." His finger was on the trigger still and it clicked once.
Duo gulped and in his defeat, he dropped the bag of flour slowly. But, he still held a secret stash of flour in his left hand, in which Heero also saw it.
"I want you to drop the small pile in your left hand also."
"How did you know?" an outraged Duo retorted. Right then, a small avalanche of white drizzled down onto the floor.
Wufei then scoffed, "It serves you right, for trying to ambush me and this customer of ours. Go back to the kitchen with this gentleman and look through the design of flowers that we can put on the cake." Duo obeyed and took Heero to the kitchen and for a few minutes they flipped threw a small design book. Heero eventually concealed his weapon in his back pocket. Unknown to the two of them, Wufei had his own tricks up his sleeves. "This should do the trick." He then went towards the kitchen, holding a pastry bag filled with red strawberry jam. "This is going to be fun. Hehehe!" He then let out an evil cackle.
In the kitchen, the two were huddled around Duo's workstation table and Duo noticed that the kitchen door opened, but no one had entered. He thought to himself, "It must be a false alarm. Maybe it was something that Wufei handled by himself. But that seems strange."
"I've made my decision. It should be this one." The design that Heero had picked out showed the cake being bordered with red roses encircling the cake at the bottom, while at the top a cluster of three roses adorned the surface amidst white frosting.
"It's a lovely choice. All right then, we'll have it ready for you by Thursday night."
Heero nodded and with that, Duo filled out the order/custom design form for the cake. Once Duo had given him the carbon copy of the form, a strange sound came behind him. The squirting of the pastry bag began.
"I've finally got you, Duo!" A rush of strawberry filling hit Duo as he shoved Heero away from his mad baker/partner. "Um... Wufei you might want to put that down since we have company right now."
"I don't care. Our truce is over!" With that, more strawberry jam was aimed at Duo.
"So you want to have a flour war now, huh? Well BRING IT ON."
Heero looked on the two fighting bakers as he was trying to hide from the barrage of flour and strawberry jam. A pot of chocolate sauce was heading towards him, but he quickly ducked towards his left and landed on the floor, where strawberry jam covered the area. His shirt became stained from the red ooze.
"Everyone's going to hear about this, once I get back." He was standing over the cookie sheet that Duo somehow managed to throw up towards the ceiling just yesterday. Without warning, a barrage of twelve burnt cookies rained on top of him. "What the fuck!" He looked up towards the ceiling and realized that the cookie sheet was right above him. "Oh no..." Right then, it fell on top of him.
The two crazy bakers were still at each other's necks, and once they ran out of ammunition, they stopped and realized that their customer wasn't moving at all.
Duo called over, "Wufei, I think you killed him."
"No, I didn't. What is this cookie sheet doing here, Duo?"
"So that's where it went." giving him a guilty look. "Oops, I must have forgot about it when you distracted me on that day." He smiled holding his chef's hat in his hand and then placing it back on his head.
Wufei then went over to Heero's side and poked him with a spatula. Right then, Heero opened his eyes and it was not a pretty sight to see. His shirt was stained with red strawberry filling and parts of chocolate chip cookies clung to his white shirt. He pulled out his gun and pointed it at the two bakers, "I don't know what you're trying to pull here, if one of you moves, I'll shoot."
Right then at the worst time, Duo was about to sneeze and within a second, Heero fired at the chef covered in red and white. The bullet pierced through the top of his hat. "Hey you ruined my favorite chef's hat." Heero continued to point the gun again and prepared to shoot.
The two bakers covered in a disarray of pastry fillings cringed at that thought and stood like statues during the period in which Heero headed out towards the door. "If you two don't clean up your act, I'll have the cops called over here." He headed out towards the front and once the two bakers heard the jingle of the bells on their front door, they immediately ran out after him.
"Where did he go?" asked Duo, who was looking down a nearby street.
"I don't know, but we better get a move on the cake since it's for Relena Peacecraft."
"You're right, but do you think he'll come back again?"
"Beats me."
*****
Once Heero had left the bakery, he immediately hailed a taxi in hopes no one saw him in broad daylight. The taxi driver looked at Heero questioningly, but he didn't dare to ask since Heero gave him his all too famous death glare when the driver looked through his rear view mirror.
"Where to?" replied the middle-aged driver.
"To the Peacecraft Embassy. When you get there, pull up into the back driveway."
"You got it."
Within a matter of ten minutes, the taxi pulled up in the back driveway, where no one would have expected him to come. Heero paid the fare and the taxi pulled away. He paused for a brief moment and scanned the entrance to make sure that no one not even the staff members were to see him, but once he opened the door, Relena was standing there, waiting for him.
"There you are." She noticed that his shirt was more of a pinkish colored and tried to hold in her laugh. Heero could see that she was trying to do her best. Her face became a slight red and in a matter of thirty seconds, all hell broke lose within the embassy. "It looks like you're not the Perfect Soldier after all." She continued to laugh hysterically.
"Not funny."
TBC
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So how was that for chapter 7? Let me know what you think, I would really appreciate it, and thanks. Until next time! ;)