Biology Class
By: Dibs
Sadly, I do not own Gundam Wing. If I did, well, I don't think they'd be able to show it on Cartoon Network. Anyway, I am not making money on this, so don't sue me! All you'd get would be my cats. They would stink up your house and attack your toes at night.
OOC and squick-ishness ahead, but no spoilers! Enjoy your reading and have a nice day!
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Duo Maxwell slammed his locker shut, adding to the already deafening noise of the overcrowded hallway. His large violet eyes scanned the crowd for the easiest path to his next class, biology. Dodging his way through the crush of students, he managed to dart into his classroom just as the bell rang.
"Close, Maxwell, very close," warned the teacher.
"Yeah, yeah," muttered Duo, throwing his bag down next to his chair. The desks had all been split into groups of three the previous day. The boy sitting in the desk facing Duo's glared at him with dark, Prussian blue eyes.
"You were almost late," Heero Yuy growled. His dark brown hair fell into his eyes and he brushed it away impatiently.
"Heero, calm down, half the students are late. It isn't natural to be here ten seconds after the dismissal bell," said the last person in their group. Quatre Winner had short, bright blonde hair and large, blue-green eyes. Heero glared angrily at him as the teacher stepped up to the front of the class and cleared his throat.
"Alright, class," said the teacher, "Today's our first project! The frogs arrived this morning. Now, I want one person from each group to come up and get the frog and the tools, please, and then you can get started." Heero silently got up and got the materials, setting the small box with the frog in the center of the desks.
"Okay," said the teacher, "The frogs are already dead, so you just have to pin it down and dig in!" By now Quatre was looking a little green around the edges. Duo swallowed hard as Heero opened the box and peered inside.
All three boys jumped back as a small green object came hurtling out of the box. The frog landed in the middle of Quatre's desk, throat pulsating with fear.
"Oi," said Duo, scratching his head, "I thought it was supposed to be dead!" Quatre leaned over and tentatively poked it, then squealed and dove under a nearby desk when it croaked at him.
Heero suddenly pulled out a gun and shot it, creating a hole the size of his head in Quatre's desk. Everyone turned and stared at him as Duo timidly raised his hand.
"Yes, Duo?" asked the teacher, rubbing his temples.
"Um, we.kinda need a new frog," said Duo, laughing nervously. The teacher sighed and buried his face in his hands while the rest of the class started laughing.
THE END
By: Dibs
Sadly, I do not own Gundam Wing. If I did, well, I don't think they'd be able to show it on Cartoon Network. Anyway, I am not making money on this, so don't sue me! All you'd get would be my cats. They would stink up your house and attack your toes at night.
OOC and squick-ishness ahead, but no spoilers! Enjoy your reading and have a nice day!
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Duo Maxwell slammed his locker shut, adding to the already deafening noise of the overcrowded hallway. His large violet eyes scanned the crowd for the easiest path to his next class, biology. Dodging his way through the crush of students, he managed to dart into his classroom just as the bell rang.
"Close, Maxwell, very close," warned the teacher.
"Yeah, yeah," muttered Duo, throwing his bag down next to his chair. The desks had all been split into groups of three the previous day. The boy sitting in the desk facing Duo's glared at him with dark, Prussian blue eyes.
"You were almost late," Heero Yuy growled. His dark brown hair fell into his eyes and he brushed it away impatiently.
"Heero, calm down, half the students are late. It isn't natural to be here ten seconds after the dismissal bell," said the last person in their group. Quatre Winner had short, bright blonde hair and large, blue-green eyes. Heero glared angrily at him as the teacher stepped up to the front of the class and cleared his throat.
"Alright, class," said the teacher, "Today's our first project! The frogs arrived this morning. Now, I want one person from each group to come up and get the frog and the tools, please, and then you can get started." Heero silently got up and got the materials, setting the small box with the frog in the center of the desks.
"Okay," said the teacher, "The frogs are already dead, so you just have to pin it down and dig in!" By now Quatre was looking a little green around the edges. Duo swallowed hard as Heero opened the box and peered inside.
All three boys jumped back as a small green object came hurtling out of the box. The frog landed in the middle of Quatre's desk, throat pulsating with fear.
"Oi," said Duo, scratching his head, "I thought it was supposed to be dead!" Quatre leaned over and tentatively poked it, then squealed and dove under a nearby desk when it croaked at him.
Heero suddenly pulled out a gun and shot it, creating a hole the size of his head in Quatre's desk. Everyone turned and stared at him as Duo timidly raised his hand.
"Yes, Duo?" asked the teacher, rubbing his temples.
"Um, we.kinda need a new frog," said Duo, laughing nervously. The teacher sighed and buried his face in his hands while the rest of the class started laughing.
THE END