Raven: I GOT ANOTHER IDEA HOHOHO!!!

J.A *chibi watery eyes*: What do you mean YOU got an idea?? IT WAS MEEE!!!! (Poor muse's feelings are hurt)

Mission Possible: Making Duo does his own laundry

For years and years hygiene has played an important role in keeping the human being looking good and feeling good. People felt the need to wash their clothes and so from washing in streams, we now wash in places where you get a washing machine, soap, dryers and sofa's to let the machines do their work, this place is called the Laundromats (can be called something else somewhere else)! People are happy with that because they get to keep their clothes clean. Same is in the case of Heero Yuy, Quatre Winner, Wufei Chang and Trowa Barton. All are very keen on going to the Laundromats every weekend. But in the case of Duo Maxwell, it is quiet the contrary………..Well it is ALWAYS contrary in the case of Duo Maxwell. Why, because the braided pilot cannot stand to stand around some dumb machine doing its work. It is not only time consuming, but boring as well. So do the math Bored Duo + nothing to do = Havoc or some sort of stupidity. So usually he let others deal with his dirty work. But NOO! He has much to learn about human nature, human nature can tolerate oppression to a certain extent, and so this is why on a lovely Saturday, the other Gundam pilots dragged this Gundam pilot to his deal with his OWN dirty work. Evil aren't they! 

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'Grumble! Grumble! Grumble!' Grumbled Duo pouting with expertise. Not too much, not too little. They arrived at the place, the sacred home of cleanliness and utter boredom. The scent of perfumed soaps came rushing towards them and up his nose causing it to twitch with annoyance.

"Damn place doesn't even have ventilators" He mumbled which of course the others ignored skilfully. He went up to a washing machine, next to him Heero had bent down to adjust the settings of the machine. Like I said before Bored Duo + nothing to do = Havoc or some sort of stupidity, quickly grabbing the powdered soap, he in a blurred motion of his hand poured some of it on Heero's head. The Japanese boy just looked up at him with a suspicious glare; Duo just raised an eyebrow and went back to reading.

"Nimru Kanyou" He said to himself still pretending to read. It was fun to quote Heero in Japanese now and then he thought. After a while Heero had thrown his lot into the machine, the powder still on his head, miraculously. He turned to look at Duo who was looking dumbly and nervously at his machine as if in search of something.

"Don't tell me you don't know how to use those things" Heero said in his usually dead tone. Getting no answer from the 02 pilot, only to see that he was turning a pretty shade of red didn't help Duo either.

"I thought you were a mechanic" Heero said half amused.

"………………….just tell me where do you put the soap baka yarrow" Duo said, half mad at him, and half mad at himself at his stupidity. Ah well Heero looked stupider with the small hill of soap still on his head. That surely helped him to smile as Heero showed where he put the soap in. Duo Maxwell then succeeded in putting in the soap in its rightful place, a place which was not hard to find but he covered it up by saying that he was distracted by the smell, which he was.

He poured in the soap, but he was leaning to close, that in turn made him sneeze, the result: he put it too much soap without noticing.

FINALLY Duo Maxwell had succeeded in finally throwing his clothes in the machine. He turned to the rest with a satisfied smile but was ignored.

"As usual" he thought.

"Duo you might as well sit down because it will take a while" Quatre said flipping the page of his magazine.

"How long are we trapped in here?" Duo said seating himself next to Quatre.

"Quiet a while" was all the blonde said. Duo looked around to see other people chatting away endlessly. He turned to the people on his right; the three fellow pilots all sat, saying nothing, not moving, like zombies. This bored Duo a lot, what he did notice was that Heero had come back from the…wait a minute, where had he come back from, and why was he glaring his worst glare that usually means someone has done something, that means he had done something, and he noticed that his face was flushed and his hair devoid of anything powdery, well maybe a little. He came up stood in front of Duo, still glaring!

"Uhh Hi Heero, did I mention about that 'dandruff' problem you had" Duo said grinning and pointing to his head.

WHACK!!

For all Duo knew was that this was not the end. He rubbed his head and saw Heero had hit him with a magazine.

"I'll be damned the day if I don't sue him for child abuse" He said still rubbing his head. Heero had the talent to make the most innocent thing a deadly weapon.

 Wufei who had been watching asked Heero what happened. Heero just glared. Just then a little girl of about 4 years of age with her mom went by; the little girl said rather loudly pointing her eager finger towards Heero

"LOOK MOMMY IT'S THE GUY WITH THE WHITE SHIT ON HIS HEAD"

Duo has never ever in his entire life till now, had strained so much as to not let his laughter out, his stomach was starting to hurt because he wouldn't let out any of the laughter, he would when they got back. The others to tried to keep quiet as the pilot of Wing just sat fuming and burning and turning so red that Duo thought he might catch fire. Quatre was not at all succeeding in trying to control himself; he kept shaking with laughter behind his magazine. Trowa had his hair to hide his smile, Wufei, well Wufei was an open person who never hid anything from anybody except if it were necessary to, and in this case it was, because, pretty soon, he'd been staring into the barrel of Heero's gun.      

"Dammit I should have brought along my camera"

"Hey Duo, what's say we go get something to eat, I need to get out of this place" Quatre said still giggling uncontrollably. He agreed as he needed to let it out to, badly.

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After a while, the two pilots came back after having a good laugh and a bite to eat. As Duo opened the door, he was greeted with a flood of foamy, soapy material that washed away both him and Quatre

"HEY! Isn't this my boxer?" Duo said holding the black cloth. He managed to make his way in the Laundromat, all that was left here was fluffy soapy material ankle length; he was met by another un-welcomed customer: Heero's rage + Wufei's obscenities + Trowa's disapproving look + the managers shouts.

"BAKA!!!!" Wufei said and he attacked Duo, only to be stopped by Trowa who said

"What good will you get by breaking his spleen Wufei"

"Yeah Chang, besides, you needed a bath" Duo said backing away. Heero caught him by the collar.

"Do you realise how much soap you put in?" Heero inquired

"No" Duo said meekly.

"You put all of it in" Heero answered. But did that have any effect on Duo Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

"Do you realise what we're gonna do to you when back?" Heero again asked.

"Something really bad" Duo replied.

"Worse" Heero said glaring. Did that have any effect on Duo Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

"Do you realise that whose gonna pay for this mess" Heero asked again.

"Uhhhhhhhhhh" was all that Duo said.

"You are" Heero answered letting him go. Did that have any effect on Duo Yessssssssssssssssssssssssssss!

 "Let's just go home" Quatre said coming in, he hiccupped and a few bubbles left his mouth.
 "Good idea" Duo said.

"Hold it right there pally, YOU are going to clean up here after we leave" Heero said meanly. That left Duo wanting to bash his head against the wall. Admitting defeat, he turned to face the mess, and sighed.

"Just let me dry my stuff" Duo said going up to a washing machine. He paused; he looked around at the other machines, then the one he was in front off. He opened it and put his hand in. Picking up something soft he brought it into light.

"NANI??? I don't wear a bikini" he said blushing. "Wrong machine" He sat up to face his NEW dilemma. Which machine had his clothes in it? 

"QUATREEEEE" He whined.

"What now Duo?" He asked as he put his clothes into the dryer.

"I…uh….well…which laundry is mine" Duo said scratching his head.

"You mean you can't even recognize your own clothes?" Wufei said in disbelief.

"What's to recognize!" Duo protested "Underwear is underwear"

"Well we'll have to check every single one" Quatre said.

"Do we have to?" Wufei asked.

"Yes"

"Humph" He said reluctantly, seating the braided baka on a stool.

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After what seemed to be like an hour

"Anything….ring a bell in that peanut sized brain of yours" Wufei said tired, tired of being here and of lifting clothes in front of Duo. Meanwhile Duo wasn't making things easier; he sat there with a blank look.

"I've never seen it before in my life" He said in a zombie like trance.

"What about this thing…."

"Just another jean..."

"Duo, what about this shirt"

"MY SHIRT!!! MY BEAUTIFUL SHIRT, THANK YOU" Duo screamed. He leapt out of his chair and hugged Quatre so hard that his eyes were popping out.

"Okay, now that the tearful reunion has been done, lets go" Wufei said and he was out the door the next instance.

"Hey Duo weren't you supposed to clean MPHMMM"

"You don't tell anyone, I won't tell anyone, and well BOTH stay in one piece," Duo said this to a mumbling Quatre, a mumbling and angry, vein popping Quatre.

 "Besides, I'll give buy you a lemon tart of you keep quiet" Oh this sure clamed the struggling blonde down. Duo knew his weaknesses, and boy was it a cheap one.

 This settled, they both went out and towards the nearest bakery. What would happen to Duo when he faces Heero again, well, that would be another case. For now all he could say was "Mission accomplished"

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Raven: HEHEHE, Heero, you should really check that dandruff problem of yours.

Duo: Nah! Dandruff has a new name "White shit" MWAAHAHAHAHHAHAAHHA

Heero: OMAE O KOROSU DUO *pulls out a really, really LARGE scissor*

Duo: Eep! *the chase begins*

Trowa *to Quatre whose eating his prised possession* I thought your sisters told you not to eat any more of those!

Quatre *looks at Trowa* you won't tell them, I wont tell them, we'll stay in one piece.

Trowa *matter of fact-ly way*: It doesn't work on me Quatre!