Trowa's fight with Cathy over his three friends redeemed him somewhat in Maggie's eyes, and she was actually nice to him for about two weeks.
Maggie's prediction rang almost true; it was hard to separate Julie and Duo, but at least they saved the making out for private moments.
"WHERE IS IT?!" came the roar from upstairs. The girls exchanged amused looks, and the other four boys looked alarmed.
"What did you onnas do now?" asked Wufei in exasperation.
At that moment a steaming Heero stormed downstairs and got right in Maggie's face. "WHERE IS MY LAPTOP?"
Maggie's face registered complete surprise. "I have no idea, Heero. Why would I take yours, anyway, when mine is so much better?"
Heero let out a disgruntled roar and left, slamming the door. Maggie stood up and excused herself, Julie and Bridget following.
About an hour later, Trowa was outside on the side lawn, hunting for something. Duo bounced impatiently inside the window.
"Found it!" said Trowa at last, holding up the dagger Maggie had tried to hurl at him just minutes before, when her patience had worn thin... again.
"Good, now you can treasure the damn thing forever. Come ON, Trowa, I'm hungry!"
"You're always...."
He stopped as Duo whispered, "Shit!" and jumped out the window to land softly on the grass.
"What?" asked Trowa in a whisper, coming up behind him and crouching next to him under the window.
He peered in to see a humming Julie in black stretch pants with red and silver side stripes and a red tanktop, her hair in their customary buns. She looked around furtively, then opened a drawer and hit the bottom, popping it up. From the hidden compartment she removed a familiar looking laptop.
"Heero's gonna be pissed... well, more so than he already is..." muttered Trowa.
Julie opened it, typed a few things, then smiled broadly. "Maggie, you are a goddess," she murmured with a grin.
Duo shot Trowa a look. "Seems Maggie lied to Heero, then."
Suddenly music started coming from the laptop.... more specifically, a song by Whitney Houston. Julie jumped up and began to dance.
Amused, Trowa shot a look at Duo to see him practically drooling. He mouthed, "I want..."
"Got it, Jules?" a familiar voice asked. It was Duo's turn to chuckle as Trowa's head snapped around to the sound of Maggie's voice.
"Yup! Thankyouthankyouthankyou!"
"Yeah, well, Heero won't be thanking me, that's for damn sure!"
Julie laughed and watched as Maggie, clad in black stretch capris, a powder blue tank top, and a pair of matching socks, strolled over to the laptop and hit a few more keys. 'Party Up' by DMX came out, and Maggie started to move with it, laughing all the while.
"Ya'll gonna make me lose my mind, up in here, up in here....." she sang, giggling.
Duo glanced at Trowa, whose eyes were wide with shock. "Oh my God," he whispered.
"I second that," said Duo, mouth open.
Trowa frowned. "Is Maggie blinking in time to the music?"
Duo frowned, too, then blinked himself. "Oh, wow, she is?"
"Yup."
"So, Master Quatre, how are the girls settling in?"
"They are actually fitting in quite nicely, Rashid... surprisingly."
"Or maybe not. They seem quite adaptable, Master Quatre. Almost like pilots," he chuckled. Then he said, "And how is Miss Bridget feeling?"
A faint blush crept across Kat's cheeks before he could stop it. "Oh! Bridget's....um.... fine...." His voice trailed off as, through the open door to the hall way, they saw a certain honey blonde in a plaid miniskirt and white baby tee slip past silently.
"If you'll... uh... excuse me, Rashid," blurted Kat, quickly following the girl.
As soon as he left, all of Kat's servants exploded with theories, comments, and ribbing about Master Quatre and his new " girl friend." [Not girlfriend, but girl friend.... never mind.]
"Guys?" came Bridget's soft voice as she surveyed the girls dancing.
"Hi, B!" said Julie as she swung around.
"Come dance with us!" said Maggie persuasively.
Bridget hesitated. "Well..."
"Oh, come on..." As Julie started to beg, Maggie decided on a better course of action. She pecked away at the laptop for a few minutes, then smiled.
"I KNOW you can't resist this song, Bridget," she cackled.
"No!"
"Yes!" said Julie with glee as Sting's 'Desert Rose' came on.
"I hate you both," she growled without real hate, and moved around to the center of the room.
"No WAY," said Duo with a fazed grin. "Miss Innocent is gonna DANCE? Like THEM?"
Julie pulled a gypsy move and Maggie snorted. "Come on, Bridget, show her how it's REALLY done."
Bridget sighed and started to dance like an Arab. Maggie whooped, "Go Bridget, go Bridget...."
"Kat would LOVE this," Duo whispered to Trowa at the same moment Julie whispered it to Maggie, neither dreaming that Kat was concealed in the doorway, jaw scraping the floor. Luckily for the poor boy, the song was soon over.
"Cheer, ready!" screamed Julie, and Maggie took up center stage.
"Come on, ya'll, let's hear it!" she shouted, stepping forward with one hand in the air.
"Clear!" she ordered, and the other two quickly moved the various tables and rugs out of the way.
"Ready, girls?"
"READY!"
Three backflips later, Maggie was in line with the girls, and they struck poses as they began a cheer from the movie, "Bring it on."
"I'm sexy, I'm cute, I'm popular to boot," sang Julie.
"I'm bitchin', great hair, the boys all love to stare," whooped Maggie, flipping her mossy ponytail flirtatiously.
Bridget stepped up to announce alone, "I'm wanted, I'm hot, I'm everything you're not."
Doing sensual moves, they got to the line, "I'm nature, I roar, I SWEAR I'm not a whore!" before Duo lost it and said, "Damn, I was so close..." loud enough for the girls to hear.
Maggie reached over and shut off the music, and the three girls leaned out the window to see Trowa and Duo. Duo grinned at them, bobbing his head to some music only he could hear.
"I am LOVING the view from here," he said, referring to the low cut shirts the girls were wearing.
"Well, take a GOOD look, Maxwell," said Maggie sweetly before her expression turned dark, "BECAUSE I'M GOING TO GOUGE OUT YOUR EYES!"
"Not if I do it first," said Julie, reaching out to snag Duo by the braid angrily.
"OwOwOwOwOwOwOwOwOwOw!" he said as Julie hauled him inside by the hair.
"Julie, hair, OW! PAIN!"
Maggie cocked her head at the cowering Trowa. "And as for YOU..."
Trowa started running. He made it about twenty feet before being tackled by Maggie. About five seconds later, he heard a thud nearby and saw Kat laying on the grass next to him, Bridget sitting on his stomach. Maggie got up to stand on his chest and put her foot to his throat.
"Trowa..."
He tried to swallow unsuccessfully. "Yes?"
"Were you SPYING on us?"
"No! I mean... yes... I mean, not on purpose.... oh, shit...."
Maggie smiled as, over on the other side, Bridget and Kat were having their own conversation.
Bridget went to say something to Kat and he flinched. Bridget's face registered surprise. "What's wrong, Kat? Are you afraid of me?"
"A little," he muttered softly.
"Why? There's nothing to be...."
She was cut off by Maggie chanting, "Be afraid, be VERY afraid...."
"Oh, shut up and beat on Trowa, will you?"
Maggie turned back to the object of her "anger."
"Well," she shrugged, "You could have just ASKED." Then she got off of his chest and started to go back inside.
"Ditto," Bridget said to Kat. She, too, got up.
"What just happened?" asked Kat dazedly.
"I believe you just got ya asses kicked," said Maggie with a smile as she turned her head back toward them.
Suddenly they heard a roar from the direction of the house easily recognizable as Heero's.
"Scatter!" called Maggie, running for dear life already. "He found out we put AudioGalaxy on his laptop!!!"
"MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE!"
Heero got to Trowa and Kat and looked around for the absent girls.
"Which way?" he growled.
They both pointed in the opposite direction of the way the girls had gone, and Heero was off.
Duo came up a few minutes later.
"Listen, you two," he started.
~Uh-oh~
"You are the weakest men I've ever met in my life. Come on, now, honestly. You think you're gonna find girls better than this? Living in the same HOUSE as us? Knowing the condition in which we live? Ones that can COOK, AND kick ass? I think not. I made my move," he said, ignoring the fact that Julie had been the aggressor for the moment to get his point across, "so make yours and get it over with before you four drive both Julie and I insane."
He calmly walked away, leaving a started and sheepish pair of Gundam pilots in his wake.
Then they heard a commotion coming from the front lawn and decided to investigate.
"Squeak squeaker?" asked Maggie, seemingly talking to a squirrel perched on her shoulder.
The squirrel chittered something, pointing at a bewildered Heero, who had his gun pointed uncertainly at Maggie.
"No, no, it's not you," Maggie assured the traumitized creature. She made a motion in front of her chest. "There's a wall there," she finished in a conspiritorial manner.
"Oh...squeakity squeak squeak squeaken?" asked Bridget with interest, sitting crosslegged on the lawn across from Maggie.
The squirrel spun around, fell over as if dead, then leapt back up and waved its arms as the three girls first gasped, then glared at Heero.
Heero looked at the other four pilots as they came up bemusedly. "They're talking to a squirrel," said Wufei in disbelief.
Heero stiffened his resolve and aimed again at Maggie as she twittered away in squirrel. He blinked, and Julie remarked to Bridget, "He's going to need some serious therapy after this: Look at his eye twitching!" Heero spun to face her, paranoid now beyond belief.
"That's it! I'm just going to kill you all and solve my problem all at once," he said.
The squirrel, taking offense to the threat of her friends, raced over, up Heero's leg, and onto his arm, scolding loudly.
"She says you're threatening the whole Clan of the Acorn by threatening three of its most revered members," translated Maggie.
"You see? We have connections," said Bridget, leaning back.
"This is nuts! They're talking to a squirrel!" exclaimed Trowa... then started to laugh as he realized his unintentional pun. The others followed, except for Heero, who simply lowered the gun and stalked away, muttering something about revenge being a dish best served cold.
Maggie's prediction rang almost true; it was hard to separate Julie and Duo, but at least they saved the making out for private moments.
"WHERE IS IT?!" came the roar from upstairs. The girls exchanged amused looks, and the other four boys looked alarmed.
"What did you onnas do now?" asked Wufei in exasperation.
At that moment a steaming Heero stormed downstairs and got right in Maggie's face. "WHERE IS MY LAPTOP?"
Maggie's face registered complete surprise. "I have no idea, Heero. Why would I take yours, anyway, when mine is so much better?"
Heero let out a disgruntled roar and left, slamming the door. Maggie stood up and excused herself, Julie and Bridget following.
About an hour later, Trowa was outside on the side lawn, hunting for something. Duo bounced impatiently inside the window.
"Found it!" said Trowa at last, holding up the dagger Maggie had tried to hurl at him just minutes before, when her patience had worn thin... again.
"Good, now you can treasure the damn thing forever. Come ON, Trowa, I'm hungry!"
"You're always...."
He stopped as Duo whispered, "Shit!" and jumped out the window to land softly on the grass.
"What?" asked Trowa in a whisper, coming up behind him and crouching next to him under the window.
He peered in to see a humming Julie in black stretch pants with red and silver side stripes and a red tanktop, her hair in their customary buns. She looked around furtively, then opened a drawer and hit the bottom, popping it up. From the hidden compartment she removed a familiar looking laptop.
"Heero's gonna be pissed... well, more so than he already is..." muttered Trowa.
Julie opened it, typed a few things, then smiled broadly. "Maggie, you are a goddess," she murmured with a grin.
Duo shot Trowa a look. "Seems Maggie lied to Heero, then."
Suddenly music started coming from the laptop.... more specifically, a song by Whitney Houston. Julie jumped up and began to dance.
Amused, Trowa shot a look at Duo to see him practically drooling. He mouthed, "I want..."
"Got it, Jules?" a familiar voice asked. It was Duo's turn to chuckle as Trowa's head snapped around to the sound of Maggie's voice.
"Yup! Thankyouthankyouthankyou!"
"Yeah, well, Heero won't be thanking me, that's for damn sure!"
Julie laughed and watched as Maggie, clad in black stretch capris, a powder blue tank top, and a pair of matching socks, strolled over to the laptop and hit a few more keys. 'Party Up' by DMX came out, and Maggie started to move with it, laughing all the while.
"Ya'll gonna make me lose my mind, up in here, up in here....." she sang, giggling.
Duo glanced at Trowa, whose eyes were wide with shock. "Oh my God," he whispered.
"I second that," said Duo, mouth open.
Trowa frowned. "Is Maggie blinking in time to the music?"
Duo frowned, too, then blinked himself. "Oh, wow, she is?"
"Yup."
"So, Master Quatre, how are the girls settling in?"
"They are actually fitting in quite nicely, Rashid... surprisingly."
"Or maybe not. They seem quite adaptable, Master Quatre. Almost like pilots," he chuckled. Then he said, "And how is Miss Bridget feeling?"
A faint blush crept across Kat's cheeks before he could stop it. "Oh! Bridget's....um.... fine...." His voice trailed off as, through the open door to the hall way, they saw a certain honey blonde in a plaid miniskirt and white baby tee slip past silently.
"If you'll... uh... excuse me, Rashid," blurted Kat, quickly following the girl.
As soon as he left, all of Kat's servants exploded with theories, comments, and ribbing about Master Quatre and his new " girl friend." [Not girlfriend, but girl friend.... never mind.]
"Guys?" came Bridget's soft voice as she surveyed the girls dancing.
"Hi, B!" said Julie as she swung around.
"Come dance with us!" said Maggie persuasively.
Bridget hesitated. "Well..."
"Oh, come on..." As Julie started to beg, Maggie decided on a better course of action. She pecked away at the laptop for a few minutes, then smiled.
"I KNOW you can't resist this song, Bridget," she cackled.
"No!"
"Yes!" said Julie with glee as Sting's 'Desert Rose' came on.
"I hate you both," she growled without real hate, and moved around to the center of the room.
"No WAY," said Duo with a fazed grin. "Miss Innocent is gonna DANCE? Like THEM?"
Julie pulled a gypsy move and Maggie snorted. "Come on, Bridget, show her how it's REALLY done."
Bridget sighed and started to dance like an Arab. Maggie whooped, "Go Bridget, go Bridget...."
"Kat would LOVE this," Duo whispered to Trowa at the same moment Julie whispered it to Maggie, neither dreaming that Kat was concealed in the doorway, jaw scraping the floor. Luckily for the poor boy, the song was soon over.
"Cheer, ready!" screamed Julie, and Maggie took up center stage.
"Come on, ya'll, let's hear it!" she shouted, stepping forward with one hand in the air.
"Clear!" she ordered, and the other two quickly moved the various tables and rugs out of the way.
"Ready, girls?"
"READY!"
Three backflips later, Maggie was in line with the girls, and they struck poses as they began a cheer from the movie, "Bring it on."
"I'm sexy, I'm cute, I'm popular to boot," sang Julie.
"I'm bitchin', great hair, the boys all love to stare," whooped Maggie, flipping her mossy ponytail flirtatiously.
Bridget stepped up to announce alone, "I'm wanted, I'm hot, I'm everything you're not."
Doing sensual moves, they got to the line, "I'm nature, I roar, I SWEAR I'm not a whore!" before Duo lost it and said, "Damn, I was so close..." loud enough for the girls to hear.
Maggie reached over and shut off the music, and the three girls leaned out the window to see Trowa and Duo. Duo grinned at them, bobbing his head to some music only he could hear.
"I am LOVING the view from here," he said, referring to the low cut shirts the girls were wearing.
"Well, take a GOOD look, Maxwell," said Maggie sweetly before her expression turned dark, "BECAUSE I'M GOING TO GOUGE OUT YOUR EYES!"
"Not if I do it first," said Julie, reaching out to snag Duo by the braid angrily.
"OwOwOwOwOwOwOwOwOwOw!" he said as Julie hauled him inside by the hair.
"Julie, hair, OW! PAIN!"
Maggie cocked her head at the cowering Trowa. "And as for YOU..."
Trowa started running. He made it about twenty feet before being tackled by Maggie. About five seconds later, he heard a thud nearby and saw Kat laying on the grass next to him, Bridget sitting on his stomach. Maggie got up to stand on his chest and put her foot to his throat.
"Trowa..."
He tried to swallow unsuccessfully. "Yes?"
"Were you SPYING on us?"
"No! I mean... yes... I mean, not on purpose.... oh, shit...."
Maggie smiled as, over on the other side, Bridget and Kat were having their own conversation.
Bridget went to say something to Kat and he flinched. Bridget's face registered surprise. "What's wrong, Kat? Are you afraid of me?"
"A little," he muttered softly.
"Why? There's nothing to be...."
She was cut off by Maggie chanting, "Be afraid, be VERY afraid...."
"Oh, shut up and beat on Trowa, will you?"
Maggie turned back to the object of her "anger."
"Well," she shrugged, "You could have just ASKED." Then she got off of his chest and started to go back inside.
"Ditto," Bridget said to Kat. She, too, got up.
"What just happened?" asked Kat dazedly.
"I believe you just got ya asses kicked," said Maggie with a smile as she turned her head back toward them.
Suddenly they heard a roar from the direction of the house easily recognizable as Heero's.
"Scatter!" called Maggie, running for dear life already. "He found out we put AudioGalaxy on his laptop!!!"
"MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE!"
Heero got to Trowa and Kat and looked around for the absent girls.
"Which way?" he growled.
They both pointed in the opposite direction of the way the girls had gone, and Heero was off.
Duo came up a few minutes later.
"Listen, you two," he started.
~Uh-oh~
"You are the weakest men I've ever met in my life. Come on, now, honestly. You think you're gonna find girls better than this? Living in the same HOUSE as us? Knowing the condition in which we live? Ones that can COOK, AND kick ass? I think not. I made my move," he said, ignoring the fact that Julie had been the aggressor for the moment to get his point across, "so make yours and get it over with before you four drive both Julie and I insane."
He calmly walked away, leaving a started and sheepish pair of Gundam pilots in his wake.
Then they heard a commotion coming from the front lawn and decided to investigate.
"Squeak squeaker?" asked Maggie, seemingly talking to a squirrel perched on her shoulder.
The squirrel chittered something, pointing at a bewildered Heero, who had his gun pointed uncertainly at Maggie.
"No, no, it's not you," Maggie assured the traumitized creature. She made a motion in front of her chest. "There's a wall there," she finished in a conspiritorial manner.
"Oh...squeakity squeak squeak squeaken?" asked Bridget with interest, sitting crosslegged on the lawn across from Maggie.
The squirrel spun around, fell over as if dead, then leapt back up and waved its arms as the three girls first gasped, then glared at Heero.
Heero looked at the other four pilots as they came up bemusedly. "They're talking to a squirrel," said Wufei in disbelief.
Heero stiffened his resolve and aimed again at Maggie as she twittered away in squirrel. He blinked, and Julie remarked to Bridget, "He's going to need some serious therapy after this: Look at his eye twitching!" Heero spun to face her, paranoid now beyond belief.
"That's it! I'm just going to kill you all and solve my problem all at once," he said.
The squirrel, taking offense to the threat of her friends, raced over, up Heero's leg, and onto his arm, scolding loudly.
"She says you're threatening the whole Clan of the Acorn by threatening three of its most revered members," translated Maggie.
"You see? We have connections," said Bridget, leaning back.
"This is nuts! They're talking to a squirrel!" exclaimed Trowa... then started to laugh as he realized his unintentional pun. The others followed, except for Heero, who simply lowered the gun and stalked away, muttering something about revenge being a dish best served cold.