Are You Pondering…?
Fluff, humor, insanity, OOC WuFei, apologies to Warner Bros.
The living room of the safehouse was quiet except for the steady clack of keys from where Heero sat with his laptop in an armchair. Quatre and Trowa were curled up on the sofa together reading. Duo and WuFei walked in wearing evil smirks. They came up behind Heero and leaned against the back of his chair, simply staring over his shoulder. The other pilots ignored them for the moment. Then WuFei's smirk widened slightly. He nudged Duo with his elbow.
"Duo, are you pondering what I'm pondering?"
"Well, I think so, 'Fei," the braided boy replied in a bad fake British accent, "but where are we going to get that much hair gel at this time of night?"
Trowa glanced up as both boys turned their gazes towards him, grinning broadly. With an audible *meep*, he dove behind Quatre, nearly tumbling the smaller boy from the sofa. Laughing madly, Duo and WuFei exited the living room.
Quatre glared at Heero. "They're your lovers. Why can't you keep them in line?"
"Don't look at me," Heero retorted, looking up from his laptop. "You're the one who let them marathon 'Pinky and The Brain.'"
Fluff, humor, insanity, OOC WuFei, apologies to Warner Bros.
The living room of the safehouse was quiet except for the steady clack of keys from where Heero sat with his laptop in an armchair. Quatre and Trowa were curled up on the sofa together reading. Duo and WuFei walked in wearing evil smirks. They came up behind Heero and leaned against the back of his chair, simply staring over his shoulder. The other pilots ignored them for the moment. Then WuFei's smirk widened slightly. He nudged Duo with his elbow.
"Duo, are you pondering what I'm pondering?"
"Well, I think so, 'Fei," the braided boy replied in a bad fake British accent, "but where are we going to get that much hair gel at this time of night?"
Trowa glanced up as both boys turned their gazes towards him, grinning broadly. With an audible *meep*, he dove behind Quatre, nearly tumbling the smaller boy from the sofa. Laughing madly, Duo and WuFei exited the living room.
Quatre glared at Heero. "They're your lovers. Why can't you keep them in line?"
"Don't look at me," Heero retorted, looking up from his laptop. "You're the one who let them marathon 'Pinky and The Brain.'"