The Heero Vs. Saga
Heere Vs. Gym Class
Sharnay
PG-13
I do not own Gundam Wing
You know what, I have decided since you all liked Heere Vs. The Straightjacket so much, that I would continue with this little idea I have been toying with. I am making a mini series out of this where Heero is to verse such pathetic and horrifying things as the gym teacher, being locked in a closet with Duo, being trapped in a Porta Potty, stealing an ice cream truck and other such nonsense. So I hope you enjoy this installment of the Heero Vs. Saga!!!!
____________________________________________________________________________ __ Heero Vs. Gym Class
"Okay class!" Mr. Brault, the enourmous, huge, extremely tall gym teacher shouted to get everyone's attention.
Duo looked over at Heero, who was currently fixated with a speck of something on the floor in front of him. "Hey Heero," he whispered, "this isn't so bad, now is it?"
Heero ignored him, still a little peeved with the earlier straightjacket incident.
"Everyone listening?" Mr. Brault bellowed again. The class nodded and stopped figiting where they stood. "Today, we're going to take it easy. We're playing tag."
Duo snorted back a laugh and crossed his arms while the teacher ensued upon telling the class who was it and that, "No Marty, you can't 'tag' them in the face."
"This should be so easy. I'm glad I didn't cut today," Duo said, almost with a sick look of pleasure on his face. "We can run faster and longer than any of these kids can, even that little track boy Matt, right Heero?"
Heero looked over at Duo, a blank expression on his face. "What is, 'tag'?"
Duo nearly hit the ground on that one. "Are you serious, or is this just some stupid ploy so you get a reason to punch me in the face?"
"I'm serious. What is tag?"
Obnoxious laughter broke out from Duo as he looked at the confused pilot. "Ha ha! Heero doesn't know how to play tag!" he would have continued shouting this to the class had it not been for the good hard smack Heero gave to the braided pilot.
"Owww!! Hee-chan! What was that for?" Whined the boy, rubbing at the back of his head.
"Shut up and explain to me, what is tag?" Heero gave quite a nasty glare, which in turn inspired Duo to tell him the rules and not to poke any further fun at the deprived boy.
"That's all?" Heero asked to clarify. "You simply run away from the one called, IT and if you are IT, you try to make the others IT and chase them down?"
"Yeah... I suppose," Duo answered, scratching the back of his head.
"And then when you catch them, you give them a good hit and tell them that they are IT?"
"Uh... yeah... Only you don't really hit them. You tag them like this." With his words, Duo reached out and tapped Heero on the shoulder.
"Oh. Like this?" Heero hit Duo again in the back of the head and walked off to the rest of the class muttering curses at the other pilot under his breath, while the braided boy stood there looking dumb and rubbing his head.
By the end of the game, Heero had successfully nabbed each kid who had tagged him, and threatened them in more than one way. Duo just shook his head and decided to ignore this.
Next up on the list of things to do was dodgeball. Heero had no idea what this was either. From earlier experiences, Duo decided not to make fun of heero and just explain what to do. he secretly decided to nail that Mickey kid extra hard too, the stupid jock.
After the game began, Heero became one of the most avoided players in dodgeball. Some unsuspecting kid threw the ball at the pilot and accidentally nailed him in the back of the head.
Duo stood off to the side, laughing. He was enjoying this a little too much.
Heero picked the orange rubber ball off of the wooden floor and flew after the kid who hit him. "And did you honestly think you could get away with that?" Heero shouted, forcing the ball down the kids throat.
"Heero!"Duo shouted. "Don't do that!"
"Why? He attacked me."
"Don't you remember what I told you? It is part of the game."
After three more such incidents, Heero was thrown out of class and sent on down to the princible, all because the teacher caught him trying to choke Duo with his braid.
"What a shame I failed," he muttered to himself, going along down the hall. "And Maxwell better run. He'll get his soon enough. Again..."
With an uncharacteristic laugh the chocolate haired boy marched off down the hall, plotting his payback for a second time.
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I know it wasn't anything much, but I hope it was enough to get you to laugh. There will be more of these coming your way, so please send me review of what you think, and if you have any ideas for what Heero can verse in future episodes, I would love to hear them.
Sharnay ^_^
Heere Vs. Gym Class
Sharnay
PG-13
I do not own Gundam Wing
You know what, I have decided since you all liked Heere Vs. The Straightjacket so much, that I would continue with this little idea I have been toying with. I am making a mini series out of this where Heero is to verse such pathetic and horrifying things as the gym teacher, being locked in a closet with Duo, being trapped in a Porta Potty, stealing an ice cream truck and other such nonsense. So I hope you enjoy this installment of the Heero Vs. Saga!!!!
____________________________________________________________________________ __ Heero Vs. Gym Class
"Okay class!" Mr. Brault, the enourmous, huge, extremely tall gym teacher shouted to get everyone's attention.
Duo looked over at Heero, who was currently fixated with a speck of something on the floor in front of him. "Hey Heero," he whispered, "this isn't so bad, now is it?"
Heero ignored him, still a little peeved with the earlier straightjacket incident.
"Everyone listening?" Mr. Brault bellowed again. The class nodded and stopped figiting where they stood. "Today, we're going to take it easy. We're playing tag."
Duo snorted back a laugh and crossed his arms while the teacher ensued upon telling the class who was it and that, "No Marty, you can't 'tag' them in the face."
"This should be so easy. I'm glad I didn't cut today," Duo said, almost with a sick look of pleasure on his face. "We can run faster and longer than any of these kids can, even that little track boy Matt, right Heero?"
Heero looked over at Duo, a blank expression on his face. "What is, 'tag'?"
Duo nearly hit the ground on that one. "Are you serious, or is this just some stupid ploy so you get a reason to punch me in the face?"
"I'm serious. What is tag?"
Obnoxious laughter broke out from Duo as he looked at the confused pilot. "Ha ha! Heero doesn't know how to play tag!" he would have continued shouting this to the class had it not been for the good hard smack Heero gave to the braided pilot.
"Owww!! Hee-chan! What was that for?" Whined the boy, rubbing at the back of his head.
"Shut up and explain to me, what is tag?" Heero gave quite a nasty glare, which in turn inspired Duo to tell him the rules and not to poke any further fun at the deprived boy.
"That's all?" Heero asked to clarify. "You simply run away from the one called, IT and if you are IT, you try to make the others IT and chase them down?"
"Yeah... I suppose," Duo answered, scratching the back of his head.
"And then when you catch them, you give them a good hit and tell them that they are IT?"
"Uh... yeah... Only you don't really hit them. You tag them like this." With his words, Duo reached out and tapped Heero on the shoulder.
"Oh. Like this?" Heero hit Duo again in the back of the head and walked off to the rest of the class muttering curses at the other pilot under his breath, while the braided boy stood there looking dumb and rubbing his head.
By the end of the game, Heero had successfully nabbed each kid who had tagged him, and threatened them in more than one way. Duo just shook his head and decided to ignore this.
Next up on the list of things to do was dodgeball. Heero had no idea what this was either. From earlier experiences, Duo decided not to make fun of heero and just explain what to do. he secretly decided to nail that Mickey kid extra hard too, the stupid jock.
After the game began, Heero became one of the most avoided players in dodgeball. Some unsuspecting kid threw the ball at the pilot and accidentally nailed him in the back of the head.
Duo stood off to the side, laughing. He was enjoying this a little too much.
Heero picked the orange rubber ball off of the wooden floor and flew after the kid who hit him. "And did you honestly think you could get away with that?" Heero shouted, forcing the ball down the kids throat.
"Heero!"Duo shouted. "Don't do that!"
"Why? He attacked me."
"Don't you remember what I told you? It is part of the game."
After three more such incidents, Heero was thrown out of class and sent on down to the princible, all because the teacher caught him trying to choke Duo with his braid.
"What a shame I failed," he muttered to himself, going along down the hall. "And Maxwell better run. He'll get his soon enough. Again..."
With an uncharacteristic laugh the chocolate haired boy marched off down the hall, plotting his payback for a second time.
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I know it wasn't anything much, but I hope it was enough to get you to laugh. There will be more of these coming your way, so please send me review of what you think, and if you have any ideas for what Heero can verse in future episodes, I would love to hear them.
Sharnay ^_^