Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. I own my character Stephie.

The serene sound of birds chirping from near by awoke me from my blissful sleep. As I got onto my feet I could feel the warm spring settling in. My mother, Lana, was cooking sausage and eggs. The aromas reached my nose. But today was different. I was going to see my half- brother Quatre. I am several months younger than Quatre so he spoils me. My older half- sisters don't like me as much because I was the favorite.
I picked out my usual blue jeans and blue t- shirt and headed to the kitchen. My mother had left me a plate with eggs on it (I'm a vegetarian). I felt satisfied as I ate in silence. Soon it will be hectic to get to Quatre's mansion in space. At least I made my own Gundam from scratch. It's way better than any Gundam out in the universe. I call it Americana.
Around eleven o'clock I left. It was smooth flying so far. The blue sky was as clear as water and as heavenly as heaven itself.

12 hours later…

Note to self: don't start fights ever again.

Those Oz suits were attacking me. I have to start learning how to battle instead of arguing. I told one of the suits "I'm not leaving moron" and they started to shoot. At least Quatre was nearby. Don't know what I would've done without him.
"Stephie, get out of here as fast as you can," Quatre demanded.
"Sure, but where should I go," I exclaimed. Quatre didn't answer because he was splitting those mobile suits in half. Cool.
"See that (pointed to some type of ship) go there," he said annoyed.
"See ya," I said. I left and got onto that ship. 'I'm guessing his clique is here.' I mentally told myself.
"Hi you must be Quatre's sister. You can eat some lunch in the room to your right," Noin announced. I could use some food right about now. Opening the door, I found four guys in it. One was reading 'A Tale of Two Cities', two of them were playing chess, and the other was eating. So I went to the little refrigerator at a corner of the room and grabbed everything for a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
"Who are you," the guy reading the book questioned.
"Making a sandwich while waiting for Quatre," I answered.
"So that must make you Quatre's half- sister. He's talked a lot about you. Especially about how much trouble you are," the braided guy who was eating said.
"Yes that's who I am (mental note: get Quatre back for saying that. Grrrr). Who are all of you," I asked.
"My name is Duo, the god of death," the braided boy said. He gave me an adorable smile.
"My name is Trowa," the book reading boy announced.
"Heero…" the scary looking guy playing chess said.
"Chang Wufei," the other chess-playing guy said. He looked Chinese. I started thinking of Chinese food when Quatre came in. "Why did you start a fight? You could've died there and no one would've known," Quatre yelled.
"I was just practicing my freedom of speech. If you would like to know, I wouldn't have died, (sarcastically) dear brother of mine," I said. Now I was pissed. I stomped off and asked Noin where my room was. I left everybody and cried tears of self-sympathy.