Jail Time
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Chapter 4 - Escapees
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Duo and Wufei headed down the hall followed by Arnold Deskins and George Hirsch. Once they reached the cell, Duo (since he was in charge, teehee) was going to have Wufei go in to get the prisoners out, while the other two backed him up.
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"Everybody ready, 'cause here they come!" Heero whispered urgently.
"I am, but I don't wanna hurt anybody. Why do we have to fight?" sniffled Quatre.
"We're not going to hurt anyone, unless they try to stop us (which is inevitable)." Heero answered impatiently.
"Okay, but... Trowa, are you still alive?"
In response, Trowa just turned to look at Quatre, his face blank (what a surprise).
Just then, the lock clicked, ending all conversation for the moment. Just as the lock sprung open, the three prisoners scuttled to their "attack" positions. The door swung open, and a guard stepped into the cell.
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Moments earlier Duo, Wufei, Deskins, and Hirsch walked down the hallway toward the cell containing the three Gundam pilots.
"Who goes in there to get those three out?" Wufei asked, barely able to keep the anticipation/nervousness out of his voice.
"Well, I was thinking that you, since you seem so anxious, should go in there and get the little rats out." Duo replied.
"Oh, shit," Wufei muttered to himself. "They are going to kill me for getting them thrown in jail."
"We're here."
"I never would have guessed," grumbled Wufei as he fumbled with the door lock.
As the door swung open, Wufei stepped up to the dim room. There was absolutely no movement in the darkness. And then, as he moved forward, the shadows seemed to explode as three dark figures lunged for him, while he stood, transfixed with surprise. One figure with trademark hair (Trowa) dashed passed him out the door, dealing the backup guards a series of fluid punches and kicks. This was followed immediately by three thuds and a grunt of.... surprise (?). The other two shadows, in the meantime, dove directly for his waist...eep. This could not be a good sign, since the two were the serious Heero, and the meek Quatre. Those two diving for him was never good. The meeker of the two divers drove his hand into Wufei's pocket, grabbed the keys, and then immediately retreated. It must have been Quatre. Heero, on the other hand, hopefully, remembered that Wufei never carried his gun in his pants (gulp). Thankfully, Wufei had the presence of mind to step aside, allowing Heero to fall flat on his face. Wufei glared down at him.
"Sorry Heero, but you were not going to have the chance to look for my gun. Quatre stop sitting in the corner looking so forlorn, it's Wufei."
"I noticed." Trowa stood in the doorway of the cell. "Duo suffered the least amount of damage. He'll be fine."
Duo staggered to his feet, holding his arm across his stomach for at least minimal support. "Uhhg, Trowa, why do you have to punch so hard?" He paused, "What am I saying?! Let's get outta here, now!"