A week or two went by, during which the girls acted rather polite and cordial. They realized they were guests in Quatre's home, whether he would admit it or not, ( "Oh, no, you're housemates now!") and they were on full kindness mode after that first eventful day. Of course, mischievous girls can only keep that up so long, and soon, a personal mission of the girls clashed with a mission for the guys...
"Hey, guys," said Heero, leaning into the room late one night, when the girls were already in bed, " I got through the final crack codes for the OZ main shield today. I think we should take a look at the girls' profiles."
"Good idea," said Duo, jumping up.
They all made their way upstairs to Heero's laptop, careful to pass the girls' rooms ultra-quietly. Heero booted up and typed furiously, greeted by an interlocking O and a Z: OZ's main screen.
He got almost all the way to the files before a new error message greeted him: Firewalls changed: Please Reconfigure.
"What the..." said Heero with a frown. He typed a few more words, and saw a message come up on the screen.
*Hey, Heero!*
Heero stood up so fast his chair went over backwards. They watched in stunned silence as the message continued:
*Yeah, I know. You're thinking.... who IS this? Well, I'm tired of being a good little girl for these past weeks, sitting there with my hands folded and a cheesy smile plastered on my face. That is NOT my idea of fun, nor is it me. Besides, *smirk* I can't let you find out who we REALLY are, can I? I think not. At this VERY moment, I am altering ALL these things.... and by the end, you won't know WHAT'S true. Oh, well... life's a bitch. Toodles! :P*
Heero lunged back at the computer and typed, *What the HELL do you think you are DOING?!*
*My JOB,* came the cold response from the other side.
"Find. Her," snarled Heero without turning his eyes from the screen.
"We're on it," said Trowa, pulling Kat with him.
"Hey, Trowa, don't you mean on HER?" asked Duo with a snicker.
"SHUT UP, DUO!" came from all sides.
"I'll take upstairs," said Kat.
"Good. Check and see which of the girls are missing, I'll take the basement."
"Got it."
Trowa made his way carefully down the stairs. Sure enough, he heard the sound of soft typing at the bottom.
Slowly yet surely, he made his silent way down... and tripped, falling down the last three steps. He caught his breath and looked up into the muzzle of a gun.
"Oh, it's you," said Maggie in relief, holstering it swiftly.
"Sleep with that thing?" he asked sarcastically, trying to reorient himself.
"Well, yeah... you know, 'cause guys snore and hog the covers," she said as she moved back to her new iBook.
"A laptop?"
"Hmmm? Oh, what, this?"
"Yeah, that," he said with exasperation.
"Yup. Modem connection, DVD/burn drive... fast enough to make anything Heero's got look like a snail. How is Heero, by the way?" she snickered.
"Throwing a fit worthy of a two year old. It's actually quite amusing. He doesn't know whether to applaud you or rip your head off."
"Yeah, I'd like to see him try." This was the girl Trowa had first met, and he liked this version better.
"I prefer you this way," he said without preamble.
She looked down at herself. "What, in a thin white nightgown?" she joked.
Trowa swallowed. He hadn't noticed that until NOW.
"I meant," he tried to cover up the small silence, "without the sugar sweetness. It's enough to give someone a cavity."
"Yeah," Maggie said with a hint of laughter, "I do, too." Then there was the sound of a printer, and Maggie closed the laptop decisively.
"All done," she announced with a yawn.
Trowa smiled; she looked like a little kid when she did that. She picked up a stuffed bear from the couch, completing the illusion. It seemed old and beaten up, with a frayed bow tie and nappy fur.
"I'm going to bed," she finished, "now that I've had my fun."
"What's printing?" Trowa couldn't help asking.
"Our profil- our TRUE profiles, our lives. The only records in existence now."
"Can I... borrow them?"
"Borrow them? Why?" she asked, truly curious. She handed them to him as she said this... and he decided to have his own fun.
"I need paper to shred for the lion cages."
A look of 99% rage, 1% fury crossed Maggie face, and Trowa started to run, like a good Gundam pilot.
~*~*~
"YEAH, YOU BETTER RUN!"
Duo looked at Kat and Wufei with a smile. "Looks like Trowa found Maggie."
The two came tearing up the stairs, Trowa holding onto a folder. He tossed it to Duo just before he was tackled to the ground by Maggie. Duo hauled it to his room.
"What's all the...." started a yawning Julie as she wandered into the room, Bridget behind. Julie stopped in mid yawn, forgetting to close her mouth as she took in the scene before her. "Oh," she grinned. "THAT kind of commotion."
Maggie was screaming in Trowa's face something unintelligible. Julie looked bored.
"Well, Mags, when you're done screwing with poor Trowa, maybe we could all sleep."
Julie's eyes grew wide as she realized that what she had said could be taken a few different ways, and she beat a hasty retreat. Not to her room. Maggie would find her there.
::Knock knock::
Duo got off his bed and opened his door a crack. Julie was standing outside.
"Sanctuary, SANCTUARY..." she whimpered.
Duo chuckled. "What did you do?"
"I'm kinda fearing for my LIFE here, Maxwell," Julie hissed, looking over her shoulder in paranoia.
"Then by all means, come in," he said, opening the door wider.
"Thanks," said Julie, dragging a small stuffed owl with her as she came inside and sat on Duo's bed. He took a seat backwards in his desk chair, tilting it backwards.
"Soooooo..." he said questioningly.
Julie sighed. "I... I kinda INSINUATED that Mags was doing something to Trowa that I shouldn't have, and..."
Julie's eyes grew impossibly wide, and she gave a squeak before leaping off of the bed and diving UNDER it.
"You HAVEN'T seen me," Julie hissed to Duo.
"Ok..." he said, confused until he heard the footsteps rampaging down the hall, and a soft voice trying to reason with someone.
~Maggie.~
His door flew open so hard the doorknob put a dent in the wall.
"WHERE IS SHE, MAX-" Maggie started, then made an 'I'm calm' motion with her hands. "Where is Julie, Duo?" she repeated sweetly. "We need to have a talk."
Duo looked totally surprised... the effect heightened by the fact he had a new hole in his wall.
"I haven't seen her," he said.
"Are you SURE...."
"Yes."
"Then why is Hootessia on YOUR bed?" asked Maggie, pointedly looking at the stuffed owl Julie had mistakenly left there.
~Shit.~
~Shit.~
Duo though VERY fast. "I took it."
"You... you what?"
"I took it. Problem?" he asked, looking as if he was daring defiance... but actually praying this would work.
"Awwww," said his savior Bridget. "That's so cute."
"It is, act- BRIDGET! WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUT OF BED!?" screeched Maggie.
"I've only been following you for the entirety of your rampage," said Bridget.
"Bed. Now," said Maggie, ushering her out. The door swung shut.
After about five minutes, Duo heard from under the bed, "God bless Bridget."
"You can come out now," he said.
"Thanks," she said, crawling out. "Mags should be fine by morning," she said as she dusted herself off. (Yeah, like Duo lets a maid clean his room?)
"Yeah, but she'll most likely be watching your room tonight for you to come back, and she's already checked here, so.... why don't you just stay?"
"Here?"
"Yesssss...."
Julie opened her mouth, closed it, opened it, and said as she flopped onto the bed, "Sure you can... handle it?"
Duo forced a grin. "Yeah.... besides..." he reached out with his foot and gave her a hard shove, sending her to the floor, "You're sleeping on the floor."
"Yeah, ok," she snorted, grabbing his ankle and pulling him off as well as she scrambled to get back up and to a pillow so she could defend herself. She shrieked as he grabbed the other pillow and started his attack.
"Hey, guys," said Heero, leaning into the room late one night, when the girls were already in bed, " I got through the final crack codes for the OZ main shield today. I think we should take a look at the girls' profiles."
"Good idea," said Duo, jumping up.
They all made their way upstairs to Heero's laptop, careful to pass the girls' rooms ultra-quietly. Heero booted up and typed furiously, greeted by an interlocking O and a Z: OZ's main screen.
He got almost all the way to the files before a new error message greeted him: Firewalls changed: Please Reconfigure.
"What the..." said Heero with a frown. He typed a few more words, and saw a message come up on the screen.
*Hey, Heero!*
Heero stood up so fast his chair went over backwards. They watched in stunned silence as the message continued:
*Yeah, I know. You're thinking.... who IS this? Well, I'm tired of being a good little girl for these past weeks, sitting there with my hands folded and a cheesy smile plastered on my face. That is NOT my idea of fun, nor is it me. Besides, *smirk* I can't let you find out who we REALLY are, can I? I think not. At this VERY moment, I am altering ALL these things.... and by the end, you won't know WHAT'S true. Oh, well... life's a bitch. Toodles! :P*
Heero lunged back at the computer and typed, *What the HELL do you think you are DOING?!*
*My JOB,* came the cold response from the other side.
"Find. Her," snarled Heero without turning his eyes from the screen.
"We're on it," said Trowa, pulling Kat with him.
"Hey, Trowa, don't you mean on HER?" asked Duo with a snicker.
"SHUT UP, DUO!" came from all sides.
"I'll take upstairs," said Kat.
"Good. Check and see which of the girls are missing, I'll take the basement."
"Got it."
Trowa made his way carefully down the stairs. Sure enough, he heard the sound of soft typing at the bottom.
Slowly yet surely, he made his silent way down... and tripped, falling down the last three steps. He caught his breath and looked up into the muzzle of a gun.
"Oh, it's you," said Maggie in relief, holstering it swiftly.
"Sleep with that thing?" he asked sarcastically, trying to reorient himself.
"Well, yeah... you know, 'cause guys snore and hog the covers," she said as she moved back to her new iBook.
"A laptop?"
"Hmmm? Oh, what, this?"
"Yeah, that," he said with exasperation.
"Yup. Modem connection, DVD/burn drive... fast enough to make anything Heero's got look like a snail. How is Heero, by the way?" she snickered.
"Throwing a fit worthy of a two year old. It's actually quite amusing. He doesn't know whether to applaud you or rip your head off."
"Yeah, I'd like to see him try." This was the girl Trowa had first met, and he liked this version better.
"I prefer you this way," he said without preamble.
She looked down at herself. "What, in a thin white nightgown?" she joked.
Trowa swallowed. He hadn't noticed that until NOW.
"I meant," he tried to cover up the small silence, "without the sugar sweetness. It's enough to give someone a cavity."
"Yeah," Maggie said with a hint of laughter, "I do, too." Then there was the sound of a printer, and Maggie closed the laptop decisively.
"All done," she announced with a yawn.
Trowa smiled; she looked like a little kid when she did that. She picked up a stuffed bear from the couch, completing the illusion. It seemed old and beaten up, with a frayed bow tie and nappy fur.
"I'm going to bed," she finished, "now that I've had my fun."
"What's printing?" Trowa couldn't help asking.
"Our profil- our TRUE profiles, our lives. The only records in existence now."
"Can I... borrow them?"
"Borrow them? Why?" she asked, truly curious. She handed them to him as she said this... and he decided to have his own fun.
"I need paper to shred for the lion cages."
A look of 99% rage, 1% fury crossed Maggie face, and Trowa started to run, like a good Gundam pilot.
~*~*~
"YEAH, YOU BETTER RUN!"
Duo looked at Kat and Wufei with a smile. "Looks like Trowa found Maggie."
The two came tearing up the stairs, Trowa holding onto a folder. He tossed it to Duo just before he was tackled to the ground by Maggie. Duo hauled it to his room.
"What's all the...." started a yawning Julie as she wandered into the room, Bridget behind. Julie stopped in mid yawn, forgetting to close her mouth as she took in the scene before her. "Oh," she grinned. "THAT kind of commotion."
Maggie was screaming in Trowa's face something unintelligible. Julie looked bored.
"Well, Mags, when you're done screwing with poor Trowa, maybe we could all sleep."
Julie's eyes grew wide as she realized that what she had said could be taken a few different ways, and she beat a hasty retreat. Not to her room. Maggie would find her there.
::Knock knock::
Duo got off his bed and opened his door a crack. Julie was standing outside.
"Sanctuary, SANCTUARY..." she whimpered.
Duo chuckled. "What did you do?"
"I'm kinda fearing for my LIFE here, Maxwell," Julie hissed, looking over her shoulder in paranoia.
"Then by all means, come in," he said, opening the door wider.
"Thanks," said Julie, dragging a small stuffed owl with her as she came inside and sat on Duo's bed. He took a seat backwards in his desk chair, tilting it backwards.
"Soooooo..." he said questioningly.
Julie sighed. "I... I kinda INSINUATED that Mags was doing something to Trowa that I shouldn't have, and..."
Julie's eyes grew impossibly wide, and she gave a squeak before leaping off of the bed and diving UNDER it.
"You HAVEN'T seen me," Julie hissed to Duo.
"Ok..." he said, confused until he heard the footsteps rampaging down the hall, and a soft voice trying to reason with someone.
~Maggie.~
His door flew open so hard the doorknob put a dent in the wall.
"WHERE IS SHE, MAX-" Maggie started, then made an 'I'm calm' motion with her hands. "Where is Julie, Duo?" she repeated sweetly. "We need to have a talk."
Duo looked totally surprised... the effect heightened by the fact he had a new hole in his wall.
"I haven't seen her," he said.
"Are you SURE...."
"Yes."
"Then why is Hootessia on YOUR bed?" asked Maggie, pointedly looking at the stuffed owl Julie had mistakenly left there.
~Shit.~
~Shit.~
Duo though VERY fast. "I took it."
"You... you what?"
"I took it. Problem?" he asked, looking as if he was daring defiance... but actually praying this would work.
"Awwww," said his savior Bridget. "That's so cute."
"It is, act- BRIDGET! WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUT OF BED!?" screeched Maggie.
"I've only been following you for the entirety of your rampage," said Bridget.
"Bed. Now," said Maggie, ushering her out. The door swung shut.
After about five minutes, Duo heard from under the bed, "God bless Bridget."
"You can come out now," he said.
"Thanks," she said, crawling out. "Mags should be fine by morning," she said as she dusted herself off. (Yeah, like Duo lets a maid clean his room?)
"Yeah, but she'll most likely be watching your room tonight for you to come back, and she's already checked here, so.... why don't you just stay?"
"Here?"
"Yesssss...."
Julie opened her mouth, closed it, opened it, and said as she flopped onto the bed, "Sure you can... handle it?"
Duo forced a grin. "Yeah.... besides..." he reached out with his foot and gave her a hard shove, sending her to the floor, "You're sleeping on the floor."
"Yeah, ok," she snorted, grabbing his ankle and pulling him off as well as she scrambled to get back up and to a pillow so she could defend herself. She shrieked as he grabbed the other pillow and started his attack.