Bridget slowly opened her eyes. She blinked and rolled to her side to see Sally and Wufei sitting in chairs next to her bed. Sally was watching Wufei silently, a smile on her face. He appeared to be sleeping. Sally looked over at the sound of Bridget moving and said softly, "Hey."
"Hey," she answered, still slightly asleep.
"You ok?" Sally asked softly. THEN Bridget remembered.
"Yeah. I'm fine. Go back to the party, Sally. And, do me a favor. Take Sleeping Baka with you."
"I am NOT amused, onna," Wufei retorted, opening his eyes. "Besides, it's midnight, the party's over."
Bridget sat up. "Then what are YOU still doing here, Sally?"
Sally sat down on the bed next to her. "Just wanted to make sure you were ok."
"Ok, so why is HE here?"
"What happened?" Wufei asked instead of answering her question. Bridget frowned.
"I asked you first."
"Do you HAVE to make my life so diffic-"
"He wanted to see if you were ok, too," Sally cut in, giving Wufei a dirty look.
Bridget smiled. "Aw, thanks, baka. I think that's the niceset thing you've ever... no, wait... oh, yes, it IS nicer than the time you hit me with the flat edge of the sword in the leg because I was complaining of a headache, never mind."
"You hit her?" asked Sally incredulously.
"It was in training!" Wufei defended. "I AM nice to that onna... speaking of which.... I need to break that bad habit. So," he directed to Bridget, "What happened?"
"Why do you want to know?" she countered.
"1: I might have to kill Winner. 2: Psycho is worried about you, and that onna is NEVER worried...."
"Sure Maggie gets worried, she just never SHOWS it," Bridget interjected.
"....and 3: I'm curious."
Bridget sighed. "I followed Quatre and took the pins out of his door hinges. I went in and started yelling at him before he kissed me..."
"What? He WHAT?!" Suddenly Wufei was off in Chinese.
"What the..." Sally started.
Bridget was listening with an attentive ear and muttering translation, half to Sally, half to herself. "Injustice... dishonor to women...killing... ok, Wufei, stop right there! Be calm, breathe... You can't kill him, cause justice has already been served."
Wufei stopped in the middle of a word. "Huh? How?"
"Ipushedhimoutthewindow," she muttered.
Wufei started to laugh manically as Sally said, "What?"
"I pushed him out the window! It's not funny, baka, stop LAUGHING!" Bridget cried out before burying her head in the pillow. Sally patted her shoulder and shot Wufei a sharp look.
"Wufei, stop. NOW. No, leave. Just leave."
"Wh-what? No, I'll stop!" he said, trying VERY hard not to smile. Sally rolled her eyes.
"Moron," she muttered.
"Hey," she answered, still slightly asleep.
"You ok?" Sally asked softly. THEN Bridget remembered.
"Yeah. I'm fine. Go back to the party, Sally. And, do me a favor. Take Sleeping Baka with you."
"I am NOT amused, onna," Wufei retorted, opening his eyes. "Besides, it's midnight, the party's over."
Bridget sat up. "Then what are YOU still doing here, Sally?"
Sally sat down on the bed next to her. "Just wanted to make sure you were ok."
"Ok, so why is HE here?"
"What happened?" Wufei asked instead of answering her question. Bridget frowned.
"I asked you first."
"Do you HAVE to make my life so diffic-"
"He wanted to see if you were ok, too," Sally cut in, giving Wufei a dirty look.
Bridget smiled. "Aw, thanks, baka. I think that's the niceset thing you've ever... no, wait... oh, yes, it IS nicer than the time you hit me with the flat edge of the sword in the leg because I was complaining of a headache, never mind."
"You hit her?" asked Sally incredulously.
"It was in training!" Wufei defended. "I AM nice to that onna... speaking of which.... I need to break that bad habit. So," he directed to Bridget, "What happened?"
"Why do you want to know?" she countered.
"1: I might have to kill Winner. 2: Psycho is worried about you, and that onna is NEVER worried...."
"Sure Maggie gets worried, she just never SHOWS it," Bridget interjected.
"....and 3: I'm curious."
Bridget sighed. "I followed Quatre and took the pins out of his door hinges. I went in and started yelling at him before he kissed me..."
"What? He WHAT?!" Suddenly Wufei was off in Chinese.
"What the..." Sally started.
Bridget was listening with an attentive ear and muttering translation, half to Sally, half to herself. "Injustice... dishonor to women...killing... ok, Wufei, stop right there! Be calm, breathe... You can't kill him, cause justice has already been served."
Wufei stopped in the middle of a word. "Huh? How?"
"Ipushedhimoutthewindow," she muttered.
Wufei started to laugh manically as Sally said, "What?"
"I pushed him out the window! It's not funny, baka, stop LAUGHING!" Bridget cried out before burying her head in the pillow. Sally patted her shoulder and shot Wufei a sharp look.
"Wufei, stop. NOW. No, leave. Just leave."
"Wh-what? No, I'll stop!" he said, trying VERY hard not to smile. Sally rolled her eyes.
"Moron," she muttered.