Are We There Yet? All I Wanted Was Pie. By Gijinka Destroyer.
Duo Maxwell, that boy's still at it. Same day, too. This time he's bothering (ta da) Quatre. In the kitchen. Oh no. PS: It's not really as funny as the others in my opinion. I got the idea from my brother.
Once again, Duo sat at the kitchen table, staring out the window. Quatre stood at the stove cooking shrimp pasta. As a matter of fact, that was one of the only reasons he was in there; for the pasta. But then again, as it always is with Duo, there was something else the matter…
"Duo, you're still here?" Quatre said to Duo in shock (he'd been sitting there for forty-five minutes). He batted his hand like a girl would. "Shoo…shoo, Duo, shoo!"
"But Quatre!" begged Duo. "I'm hungry!"
"Wait in your room, Duo! Dinner's almost done!"
"But I don't want pasta, dufus; I want pie. I know you're fixing a pie, Quatre."
Quatre sweatdropped, and was lost in thought. Duo could smell a good apple pie like anyone could smell his feet! Darn. And he thought Duo wouldn't notice. "Why, no, I'm not making a pie today."
"You are." Duo glared back at him. "Give me the pie, Quatre."
"No! Not this time!" He shoved open the stove door and yanked out the hot apple pie. "This one's for the others!"
Duo got up from his comfortable spot at the table. "Give…me…the…PIE!"
"Nooooooooo!!" Quatre yelped and ran out the glass door to the yard.
"You can run but you can't hide!"
Running like a little sissy with his frilly apron on and the apple pie in both hands, Quatre made a run for the front of the yard (which was a long way away; after all, it is the Winner Mansion!). "You're…not…getting…my…pie…" he gasped back, panting every second, and leapt inside his car through the window. Then he slammed on the gas. "Gotta…get…to…Heero's house…"
Of all the darn luck, Heero and the other guys were at the house of Heero himself, hoping Duo would be lured away from the pie and come over. It didn't work.
Looking in the rear view mirror he was almost relieved…until Duo's shiny black car pulled out of the driveway, in hot pursuit. Suddenly, Quatre's car phone rang, and he automatically picked it up.
"Hello? Quatre speaking," he said as if he wasn't in the middle of a car chase.
"…" Trowa…umm…said (I guess).
"Umm…no, I haven't lost him. I'll call you back, kay?" After "hearing" Trowa's OK, he hung up, but the phone rang again. He picked it up. "I told you I was gonna call you—"
"Give me the pie, Quatre; you know you want to…" Duo's intimidating voice came through.
"NO!!!" he hung up and threw the phone out the window. It ran into Duo's windshield and he screeched his favorite car to a stop, leaving Quatre to move ahead. "Free…" Quatre sighed.
One minute of happiness passed before Quatre saw the horrifying sight; he was being cut off from the road ahead…by Duo, with his arm outstretched. Quatre screeched to a halt.
"Give me the pie, Quatre…" Duo smiled a devilish smile, just to scare him.
"You'll never take me alive, copper—I mean, Duo!" He leapt out of the car and made a run for Heero's house, which was only a matter of large steps away.
"Give me the pie, Quatre…"
"Never!" He turned on the doorknob and pushed the door open to reveal Heero, Trowa, and Wufei, playing Super Smash Brothers again (actually, Heero was sitting and sulking because Wufei kicked him off for cheating). "I'm here!" he called to them, but it was nearly too late; Duo had tripped him by grabbing his ankle. The prized pie flew in the air for seconds, until Heero jumped up to claim it.
"Gotcha…" he announced.
"NOOOOO!!! IT CAN'T BE!!!" Duo shot forth and snatched it from Heero, then whacked him in the head and jumped up onto a nearby bookshelf. "I've got it now!" he said and smirked, then took a chunk out of the pie and swallowed it.
It was over…or was it?
Duo almost spit it back out. "Ick! What the…oh no! It's COLD!" He threw the pie down in front of Quatre, remained in his little corner on the bookshelf, and sat, close to tears.
"Ooops…I guess all that running and riding aired it out too much!" Quatre laughed, watching Duo drag his feet out the door and slam it.
"Heh-heh…good trick, Quatre." Wufei hopped off of Heero's couch. "Now that we're done luring Duo away, let's bring the GameCube back to your place and we can feast on the real pie!"
"Sure!" Quatre smiled. "I think that whole 'fake pie' thing turned out quite nicely!"
"He never suspected a thing!" Heero sorta laughed, unplugging the GameCube as he did.
"…!" (You know who said that)
Quatre replied, "You're right, Trowa! He never suspected I hid the real pie in the fake bottom of the stove! Hehehe! Well, let's get outta here and eat!"
Yes, I know…lame. But as I told you…the idea kinda came from my brother. Please R&R this moment's chapter! I wanna know what you think!
Duo Maxwell, that boy's still at it. Same day, too. This time he's bothering (ta da) Quatre. In the kitchen. Oh no. PS: It's not really as funny as the others in my opinion. I got the idea from my brother.
Once again, Duo sat at the kitchen table, staring out the window. Quatre stood at the stove cooking shrimp pasta. As a matter of fact, that was one of the only reasons he was in there; for the pasta. But then again, as it always is with Duo, there was something else the matter…
"Duo, you're still here?" Quatre said to Duo in shock (he'd been sitting there for forty-five minutes). He batted his hand like a girl would. "Shoo…shoo, Duo, shoo!"
"But Quatre!" begged Duo. "I'm hungry!"
"Wait in your room, Duo! Dinner's almost done!"
"But I don't want pasta, dufus; I want pie. I know you're fixing a pie, Quatre."
Quatre sweatdropped, and was lost in thought. Duo could smell a good apple pie like anyone could smell his feet! Darn. And he thought Duo wouldn't notice. "Why, no, I'm not making a pie today."
"You are." Duo glared back at him. "Give me the pie, Quatre."
"No! Not this time!" He shoved open the stove door and yanked out the hot apple pie. "This one's for the others!"
Duo got up from his comfortable spot at the table. "Give…me…the…PIE!"
"Nooooooooo!!" Quatre yelped and ran out the glass door to the yard.
"You can run but you can't hide!"
Running like a little sissy with his frilly apron on and the apple pie in both hands, Quatre made a run for the front of the yard (which was a long way away; after all, it is the Winner Mansion!). "You're…not…getting…my…pie…" he gasped back, panting every second, and leapt inside his car through the window. Then he slammed on the gas. "Gotta…get…to…Heero's house…"
Of all the darn luck, Heero and the other guys were at the house of Heero himself, hoping Duo would be lured away from the pie and come over. It didn't work.
Looking in the rear view mirror he was almost relieved…until Duo's shiny black car pulled out of the driveway, in hot pursuit. Suddenly, Quatre's car phone rang, and he automatically picked it up.
"Hello? Quatre speaking," he said as if he wasn't in the middle of a car chase.
"…" Trowa…umm…said (I guess).
"Umm…no, I haven't lost him. I'll call you back, kay?" After "hearing" Trowa's OK, he hung up, but the phone rang again. He picked it up. "I told you I was gonna call you—"
"Give me the pie, Quatre; you know you want to…" Duo's intimidating voice came through.
"NO!!!" he hung up and threw the phone out the window. It ran into Duo's windshield and he screeched his favorite car to a stop, leaving Quatre to move ahead. "Free…" Quatre sighed.
One minute of happiness passed before Quatre saw the horrifying sight; he was being cut off from the road ahead…by Duo, with his arm outstretched. Quatre screeched to a halt.
"Give me the pie, Quatre…" Duo smiled a devilish smile, just to scare him.
"You'll never take me alive, copper—I mean, Duo!" He leapt out of the car and made a run for Heero's house, which was only a matter of large steps away.
"Give me the pie, Quatre…"
"Never!" He turned on the doorknob and pushed the door open to reveal Heero, Trowa, and Wufei, playing Super Smash Brothers again (actually, Heero was sitting and sulking because Wufei kicked him off for cheating). "I'm here!" he called to them, but it was nearly too late; Duo had tripped him by grabbing his ankle. The prized pie flew in the air for seconds, until Heero jumped up to claim it.
"Gotcha…" he announced.
"NOOOOO!!! IT CAN'T BE!!!" Duo shot forth and snatched it from Heero, then whacked him in the head and jumped up onto a nearby bookshelf. "I've got it now!" he said and smirked, then took a chunk out of the pie and swallowed it.
It was over…or was it?
Duo almost spit it back out. "Ick! What the…oh no! It's COLD!" He threw the pie down in front of Quatre, remained in his little corner on the bookshelf, and sat, close to tears.
"Ooops…I guess all that running and riding aired it out too much!" Quatre laughed, watching Duo drag his feet out the door and slam it.
"Heh-heh…good trick, Quatre." Wufei hopped off of Heero's couch. "Now that we're done luring Duo away, let's bring the GameCube back to your place and we can feast on the real pie!"
"Sure!" Quatre smiled. "I think that whole 'fake pie' thing turned out quite nicely!"
"He never suspected a thing!" Heero sorta laughed, unplugging the GameCube as he did.
"…!" (You know who said that)
Quatre replied, "You're right, Trowa! He never suspected I hid the real pie in the fake bottom of the stove! Hehehe! Well, let's get outta here and eat!"
Yes, I know…lame. But as I told you…the idea kinda came from my brother. Please R&R this moment's chapter! I wanna know what you think!
