1.1.1 THE QUESTIONING
Duo Maxwell has gotten himself into many a dilemma, and today is no different. Sure, he was pretty embarrassed about that last little incident, but no matter; he keeps on doing things like that. And this morning he found yet another way to bug Heero and all the others.and now, on to the Questioning:
At the Winner Mansion (the morning after the car and the towel closet incident), Trowa and Quatre sat on the floor in front of the big screen TV watching the Saturday morning line-up of Lizzie McGuire and Even Stevens, while Wufei toiled alone behind the couch, struggling to follow the instructions on a DragonBall Z character model kit. Heero was in the kitchen in front of the stove(it was his turn to make breakfast), and Duo was also in the kitchen. He didn't know why; he just was. He sat at the table twiddling his thumbs, looking to his right at the glass sliding doors and the bright, calm light shining through them.
"Hey Heero," he called.
"What, Duo." Heero mumbled back.
"The sunlight outside made me think of something."
"And?"
"It made me think of pencils."
Heero stopped flipping pancakes (which he secretly enjoyed) and glared at Duo. "What do pencils have to do with the sun?"
"I don't know. But I have a question."
He continued to flip the pancakes. "Shoot."
"Well, if #2 pencils are so popular then.why are they still #2?"
Once again Heero paused to glare back at his funny friend, choking back a smile with a scowl, then remembered he had a pancake flying in mid- air and just barely caught it. Then he started putting the pancakes on plates and cooking the sausages.
"Well then, can you answer this one?"
"If it's not stupid like the last one," Heero tonelessly replied.
"Okay. If I were to dress like Superman with the cape and everything, would I be able to fly?"
He sighed. "Hopeless." he mumbled. "Just hopeless."
"It's hopeless? Dang. Well then.what would you do for a Klondike bar?"
"Nothing. I hate Klondike bars."
"Really? How about a Reeses? Do you like Reeses?"
"No."
"Oh. Can you answer something else?"
"What now?"
"Can Apple Jacks increase the risk of car crashes?"
"What-? What do Apple Jacks have to do with anything?" Heero looked back at the sausages he was cooking-which were close to burning-and hurried to get them off of the stove.
"Just asking." He turned his head back to the sunlit door for a minute or so until everyone else joined in at the table. Before Quatre could pass by Heero and sit down next to Duo, Heero stopped him.
"Maybe you should sit a seat away from Duo; he was looking out the window again and now he's curious about every little thing," Heero whispered to him.
Quatre, however, chose to sit next to his second-best friend, anyway.
"Hey Quatre," Duo started.
"Yeah Duo?" replied Quatre.
"Why's the sky blue?"
"I don't know, but I've always wanted to."
"Oh. Well, if Barbies are so popular, why do you have to buy her friends?"
"I don't know that, either."
"Dang. Hey Trowa, if my name was Red, would my favorite color still be Red?"
And Trowa's normal answer was "."
"Really?"
"."
"My mama what?"
"."
"Oh, that's okay; I don't know my mama, anyway."
Trowa nodded.
Wufei leaned over towards Heero. "How can he understand what Trowa's saying? Is he making it up?" he whispered.
Heero replied, "I.I don't know.but I'm going to have breakfast in the living room today."
What do you think? I've been on a roll with writing this week so I'm trying my luck with all sorts of stuff! Please review!
Duo Maxwell has gotten himself into many a dilemma, and today is no different. Sure, he was pretty embarrassed about that last little incident, but no matter; he keeps on doing things like that. And this morning he found yet another way to bug Heero and all the others.and now, on to the Questioning:
At the Winner Mansion (the morning after the car and the towel closet incident), Trowa and Quatre sat on the floor in front of the big screen TV watching the Saturday morning line-up of Lizzie McGuire and Even Stevens, while Wufei toiled alone behind the couch, struggling to follow the instructions on a DragonBall Z character model kit. Heero was in the kitchen in front of the stove(it was his turn to make breakfast), and Duo was also in the kitchen. He didn't know why; he just was. He sat at the table twiddling his thumbs, looking to his right at the glass sliding doors and the bright, calm light shining through them.
"Hey Heero," he called.
"What, Duo." Heero mumbled back.
"The sunlight outside made me think of something."
"And?"
"It made me think of pencils."
Heero stopped flipping pancakes (which he secretly enjoyed) and glared at Duo. "What do pencils have to do with the sun?"
"I don't know. But I have a question."
He continued to flip the pancakes. "Shoot."
"Well, if #2 pencils are so popular then.why are they still #2?"
Once again Heero paused to glare back at his funny friend, choking back a smile with a scowl, then remembered he had a pancake flying in mid- air and just barely caught it. Then he started putting the pancakes on plates and cooking the sausages.
"Well then, can you answer this one?"
"If it's not stupid like the last one," Heero tonelessly replied.
"Okay. If I were to dress like Superman with the cape and everything, would I be able to fly?"
He sighed. "Hopeless." he mumbled. "Just hopeless."
"It's hopeless? Dang. Well then.what would you do for a Klondike bar?"
"Nothing. I hate Klondike bars."
"Really? How about a Reeses? Do you like Reeses?"
"No."
"Oh. Can you answer something else?"
"What now?"
"Can Apple Jacks increase the risk of car crashes?"
"What-? What do Apple Jacks have to do with anything?" Heero looked back at the sausages he was cooking-which were close to burning-and hurried to get them off of the stove.
"Just asking." He turned his head back to the sunlit door for a minute or so until everyone else joined in at the table. Before Quatre could pass by Heero and sit down next to Duo, Heero stopped him.
"Maybe you should sit a seat away from Duo; he was looking out the window again and now he's curious about every little thing," Heero whispered to him.
Quatre, however, chose to sit next to his second-best friend, anyway.
"Hey Quatre," Duo started.
"Yeah Duo?" replied Quatre.
"Why's the sky blue?"
"I don't know, but I've always wanted to."
"Oh. Well, if Barbies are so popular, why do you have to buy her friends?"
"I don't know that, either."
"Dang. Hey Trowa, if my name was Red, would my favorite color still be Red?"
And Trowa's normal answer was "."
"Really?"
"."
"My mama what?"
"."
"Oh, that's okay; I don't know my mama, anyway."
Trowa nodded.
Wufei leaned over towards Heero. "How can he understand what Trowa's saying? Is he making it up?" he whispered.
Heero replied, "I.I don't know.but I'm going to have breakfast in the living room today."
What do you think? I've been on a roll with writing this week so I'm trying my luck with all sorts of stuff! Please review!
