Chapter 5. ALL your HERBS are BELONG to US!!!
8:30pm Lemur City Arcade Shoppe's North Area.
Heero awoke in a tiny-ass room filled with only a shelf, a typewriter, and a storage bin. His vision was a tad hazy. He had a killer headache. And his tummy felt strange… Heero looked down and discovered he had been treated… Well sorta…
Apparently this person either lacked the proper supplies or was just an idiot. Heero's chest was wrapped with newspaper. He also noticed the duct tape used to hold everything (newspapers, broken ribs and all) together. He frowned when he noticed some of it was wrapped upon his flesh. That's gonna hurt. He worried. He also noticed the newspaper wrapped around his upper arm. He chuckled when he noticed THAT was hold together with a shoestring.
Heero scooted off the desk and went towards the door to find his whereabouts. Suddenly the door opened.
"Hello!" Duo smiled, making his way inside. "You're awake! You feel better?"
Heero arched his brow, "You fixed me up with duct tape and newspaper?"
Duo rolled his eyes in annoyance, "You forgot the shoestring…."
Heero looked down at his boot, "MY shoestring??!!"
The Dynamic Duo shrugged, "Like, YEAH. Dude, I'm not using MY shoestrings!"
Heero started to take this ridiculous medical/ home depot like wrapping off his body when the pains kicked in. "Hnnn??!?!"
Duo shook his head and uttered to himself, "He has like several broken ribs and POSSIBLE internal bleeding and he STILL thinks he's Superman."
Heero growled at Duo while he faltered to the ground, "I'm no good for this mission, BAKA. Just kill me already."
Duo folded his arms and smirked, "Well I AM known as the God of Death. Trust me; I wouldn't hesitate to finish you off…" He suddenly hoisted Heero back on his feet and propped him against the desk. "Though I doubt it'll phase you much. So…." He took out, from HIS OWN backpack; three tiny bunches of herbs on a thin piece of paper: a green, a blue, and a red herb. "I did a tad bit of … (ahem) research on the plant life here—"
Heero glared at Duo, "Baka, you want to get me high?!?!"
Duo gave a nervous chuckle and ignored Heero, "Besides THAT, I also heard these three herbs will heal ANYTHING!!!" He rolled them up in the paper and handed them to The Blank Faced Terror. "The herbs are for healing, you pot head! Got a lighter?"
Heero continued to give the Dynamically Goofy Duo the ODDEST glare, "….Hn?" He snatched the would-be blunt from Duo's hand and unrolled the paper. "Got a better idea…" He took a handful off the multicolored plants and stuffed in his mouth.
"EGAD?!??! What are you doing??!?!" Duo screamed. "That could've sold----I mean---err!!! WHAT THE HELL are you doing??!?!"
"…." Heero the Herbivore continued to glare at Duo while munching on the herbs. "…." Dear gawd this is fucking gross. Better act cool.
Duo continued to feel nauseous. He remembered that he was STILL hungry. "I-I can't watch!!!"
Heero swallowed…. Hard, making a most disgusted face. Oh shit, the aftertaste is EVEN worse. I wish I were dead. Then he just sat there, STILL giving Duo that ODD glare. Meanwhile, Duo avoided all eye contact and fiddled around with the typewriter next to him. Suddenly, Heero hopped off the desk. Duo looked over at him.
"You okay?!?"
"Hn." Heero took a deep breath and performed a few stretches to his waist and arms, before giving the affirmative nod. "I feel… pretty good." WOW, that Him-Bo was right. I feel out of sight---err. I feel groovy-----Oh gawd, when will this wear off….
Duo's eyes bugged out, "Are you high?!?"
Heero glared at him once again, "No, ARE YOU?!" Cuz I KNOW I am! Woo-Hoo!!!
"…." Duo headed out the door. "Uhm... let''s go find a way out of here, 'kay!?"
I wonder if he has ANYMORE? Heero followed Duo out the door. "…baka…." Gawd I'm hungry…
8:45pm. City Hall Entrance. Downtown Lemur City
Duo led Heero towards the LARGE gated doors. This puzzling door was bugging Duo to NO end. It probably had SOMETHING to do with that ugly over decorated clock with the rhinestones on it. Some of the stones were missing.
Who the fuck would want to steal rhinestones?!??! Duo thought.
The Fully Healed and Totally Stoned Heero Yuy stared at the doors, then the clock. The doors. The clock. The doors. The clock. The doors. The clock. The doors. The clock. The doors. The clock. The doors. The clock. The doors. The clock and finally the doors…
Duo looked over to Heero, who seemed to be withholding a mind-blowing plan. "Sir? What are we gonna do about this?"
Heero blinked and took a deep breath, "I haven't the slightest."
(Mind-blowing all right)
"….. The FUCK YOU SAY?!??!?"
Heero staggered backwards and released a laugh, "Oh shit!!!" He pointed to the ground and started to laugh some more. "WHAT the FUCK is THAT?!?!" Heero took off running in the opposite direction towards the burning newstation. "DUDE!!! It's a bug!!! It's gonna kill ya!!!! RUN-BITCH-RUN!!!" he continued laughing and screaming all down the street like an ASS.
The Braided Mercenary found himself giving Heero the odd glare. Baka Amateur Pothead. Duo looked down at the ground and spotted a rhinestone. Ooh! A dirty rhinestone!! I wonder if this piece of crap fits in this clock. He walked over to the clock and jammed the stone inside the appropriate fixture. CLICK! "Ooh Nellyville—it fits!!!"
Suddenly the once impregnable doors began to move and access to the City Hall was available. Duo was about to walk through and forget about his…. incapacitated ally, but then realized this was probably his fault… somehow. (Yeah, it is… duh!) Duo headed off in Heero's direction.
"Yoo-Hoo! Pothead Heero! Come out!! Come out! Where ever-the-fuck you are!" Duo called out to the top of his lungs. Next time I'll just kill him.
Suddenly Heero's voiced echoed out from the upper floor of the burning building, "Not by the HAIR of my chinny-chin-chin!!!!!!"
Duo slowly shook his head and smiled. He continued to enter the burning building. Oh, who am I kidding—this is some funny shit going on right now! Hee hee!