Kitsune: Hey, more random stuff! Wheee!
Tempest: No one reads this stuff, you know…
Kitsune: Yeah, but I don't care…
Tempest: Why not?
Kitsune: Because they are a lot of fun to write, and because I don't feel like working on my other stories.
Tempest: They're going to get mad you know.
Kitsune: I know, but I have writers block! Bear with me everyone!
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing! Sunrise, Bandai, and some other company do! You won't get any money because I don't have any!
Warnings: I shouldn't have to put a warning, but I don't want people getting all pissy, so here ya go: This fic rated for language (swearing), yaoi (boy + boy relationship) references and sexual references. ENJOY!
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Trowa: The cat's stuck in the tree again.
Duo: Onetwothree NOT IT!
Heero: Not it!
Trowa: Not it!
Quatre: Not it!
Wufei: Not it! …Damn.
Duo: Heehee. Wu has to go rescue the cat.
Wufei: *muttering darkly about braided pilots* Here KITTY KITTY KITTY!! *yells up to the poor stranded cat*
Kitty: Meoowwww…
Wufei: Damn. I guess I'll have to climb up there myself *starts to climb the tree*
Kitty: *scared of Wufei from the boxer incident ((AN: see Ch. 2))* Mrrrrowwww.
Wufei: Shut up! Stupid cat…Why do I always have to save you?
Kitty: HISSSS!
Wufei: *finally gets on to an upper branch, in reach of the cat* Now, come here…-OW! GODDAMN CAT!!
Kitty: *after clawing Wu's arm, runs down the trunk and safely to the ground*
Wufei: Well at least that is taken care of… *looks down* Uh, it's kinda high up here…*suddenly very afraid of heights*
Heero: *in
the house* What's that noise?
Trowa: *walks in* Good news: We have
the cat out of the tree. Bad news: We now have a panicked, hysterical,
screaming, Chinese man stuck in the tree.
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Outside having a picnic…
Quatre: Ah…This is nice.
Trowa: Yep.
Heero: There are slugs in the macaroni salad!
Duo: Ewww…
Heero: Hand me the salt.
Duo: Why? *gives it to him*
Heero: *sprinkles salt on the slugs* See?
Duo: Cool! They're all fizzy! ((AN: If you've never done this, it's really gross))
Wufei:*muttering to himself* It's sad that you have nothing better to do than kill slugs.
Duo: Wufei? You want to try?
Wufei: I thought you'd never ask! *grabs salt* Die, slug! DIEEEEEEE!
Heero: Whoa, take it easy there 'Fei.
Wufei: *wielding salt shaker* Desist or you too shall feel my WRATH OF SALT!!!
All: O____o
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Trowa: *playing with an etch-a-sketch*
Heero: Trowa?
Trowa: ……
Heero: *waves hand in his face* Trowa?
Trowa: ……
Heero: *pokes him in the arm* Trowa?
Trowa: *looks up* YOU RUINED MY PICTURE!!!
Heero: *looks at the etch-a-sketch. Trowa had carefully "drawn" a beautiful unicorn, but now there is a big scribble all over it* Um…sorry…?
Trowa: SORRY THIS! *chucks etch-a-sketch at his head*
Heero: *on the floor with swirly eyes* @__@
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Quatre: *eating breakfast* I thought Froot Loops were supposed to be colorful
Duo:*looks at his cereal* They are; green, yellow, blue, purple, orange and red.
Quatre: *looks at his own cereal* But mine are all gray…
Duo: Quatre! I think you're colorblind!
Quatre: Really? That would explain a few things…
Duo: At last! The mystery of the pink shirt and purple vest is solved!
Quatre: *looks at his clothes* You mean to tell me I've been wearing PINK and PURPLE this whole time??
Duo: Uh, yeah.
Quatre: Why didn't you stop me?!
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Duo: *trying on Heero's spandex* Heh…
Heero: *walks in* What are you doing?
Duo: *admiring himself in the mirror* Just trying on your spandex
Heero: O___o
Duo: What?
Heero: They look better on you than they do on me…
Duo: ^___^ I know
Heero: *pouts*
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Kitsune: Hehe, so what do ya think??? If you don't know by now, I like to get REVIEWS! (Hint, hint) *turns to Tempest* Do you think they'll get it?
Tempest: *rolling his eyes* Oh no you were wayyyy too subtle.
Kitsune: Good.
Tempest: *sigh*
Kitsune: Umm yeah… Please, if you have ANY ideas, ANY at all, for these fics, please send them to me! Thanks!!!
Tempest: You are so lazy.
Kitsune: I tend to refer to it as efficiency. Then it makes me sound smart.
Tempest: Good luck at convincing people you're smart…
Kitsune: What does "convincing" mean?
Tempest: Exactly.
Kitsune: What?
Tempest: You just proved my point.
Kitsune: Huh?
Tempest: Never mind.
