Part 3

            Duet shuffled down a semi-crowed sidewalk, absent-mindedly heading for the green pay phone on the corner. "So that makes five of us… I wonder how Relena is doing with the rest of the anime club…" she wondered aloud as a bright red sports car screeched by and crashed off-screen.

            A pigeon cooed.

            The angle of the screen switched to just above Duet's head as she opened the booth. "Excuse me, could you change somewhere else?"

            "Oh. Sorry!" the person inside apologized and left.

"Thank you!" The braided girl stepped inside and rifled through her pockets for a few seconds before she found her phone card.

            "I hope my Eva card has more time on it…" she murmured and inserted it into the slot.

            "N-T-T Youkoso," the phone droned in a heavy Japanese accent.

            Beep-boop-bip!

            "That was only three numbers. Please enter another four."

            Bip-beep-boop-bop!

            The phone rang twice before someone answered and the screen split to show who.

            "STOP CALLING ME! I'm not gonna tell you what my favorite scary movie is!" Relena's mother cried as Star Trek music drifted along in the background.

            "Um…no… It's me. Duet."

            "Oh, uh, h-hi, Duet, dear."

            "Yeah… Anyway, is Relena there? I need to talk to her about Shoujocon."

            "Shoujocon!? Absolutely not! I know what goes on at conventions! *sigh* …I was a trekkie…"

            "But all of us from the anime club are going!" Duet protested.

            "Well! No daughter of MINE is going to wake up naked in a crowded hotel room with a bottle of tequila in one hand…and a tribble in the other!

            "Huh? That means she's going…right?"

            Mrs. Darlain hung up and the screen returned to normal. Duet exited the phone booth and took a few steps down the sidewalk before stopping abruptly and looking up.

            "Tribble…? Ooooh…I bet that's something Duo would know about!"

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            As the camera pans the tree line, Duo's voice booms from somewhere below.

            "Alright! This is our first con so we must plan this very, very carefully…"

            Two pigeons flapped into the scene, cooing for the sheer joy of it.

             "KEEEESHHHH! These birds will self-destruct in eighty seconds…"

            The pigeons cooed and, having said their peace, the scene moved inside the anime club's HQ (actually AC, the small cabin in the woods smack dab in the Middle of Nowhere, New Jersey). Duo, Quatre, Wu Fei and Duet sat around a wooden table looking very serious considering the subject at hand.

            "So… Other than ten cases of Jolt and duct tape, what would we need?" Duo frowned. You can do absolutely ANYTHING with duct tape…as long as you have Jolt to keep you awake.

            Wu Fei leaned forward and held up his index finger. "Two hall costumes, one cosplay costume, two bottles hair gel, one pair Jackie Chan action slippers, $300 dealers room money and guns… LOTS and LOTS of GUNS."

            "Good idea! Why didn't I think of that? I'll bring my Devilman toothbrush, gummi tentacles, shoe mounted cameras, Cutey Honey alarm clock, Blue Stuff and some sailor fukus!" the braided boy agreed.

            "…of death!" Wu Fei tacked on tastefully.

            "But with all that stuff and my dresses, make-up, J-Rock CDs, blonde hair dye, a trash bag full of rose petals, the rest of the anime club and my many, many shoes… I don't think we'll all fit in my Yugo!

            "Oh, that's okay.  I'll just get my brother to borrow the van and then I'll tell Relena that we're all going to..." Duet stopped mid-sentence and slipped into a helpfully-labeled Shoujo Over-Dramatization.

            'Oh no! I can't tell them what Relena's mom said! About the tequila! And the tribbles! …whatever those are… They might be too scared to go!' she thought.

In her imagination, Shenlong (tribble) loomed over Relena.

            "Hey, little girl…"

            Relena turned and her scream shattered the screen. As the now-satisfied "tribble" flew off, it offered as hearty "Thanks for the virgin schoolgirl! …I'm off!"

NOT an actual tribble flashed across the bottom of the screen.

            …anyway… ^___^* Back in the real world, the conversation resumed.

            "Okay, that takes care of the transportation…but what about a hotel room?" Quatre frowned, his eyebrows knit in concern.

            "Don't worry! I know just the sucker, er, I mean… friend with a credit card that can help us out!" Duet smiled and stood. She turned a skipped out the door in a cloud of happiness, only to have it shattered moments later after a fateful 'Oh! Pretty birdie!"

            BOOM! The pigeons co-er, exploded.

            "Huh?" Duo and Quatre grunted while Wu Fei contented himself with an "Awww…"

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Duo: Two chapters and we haven't even gotten to the con yet!

Tori: I like small chapters, damnit!

Trowa: … *smiles and waves* Hey, Sarah.

Duo: *bleaugh* You guys are so mushy you make me gag…

Trowa: *punches Duo and continues waving*

Tori: -___-* This fic is so bad… *laughs* You just can't really put this video into words.