Christmas Wars

Yes, another Gundam story with the G-Boys and their hilarious comments.. This just happens to be about Christmas.

Disclaimer: I would, if I could.. But I didn't.

Trowa was cooking a Christmas dessert, when..

"Lets see… A one-fourth of butter, half a cup of milk, and a-"

"HI TROWA!"

"AAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!"

Duo snuck up from behind the apron wearing Trowa, and startled him so bad that he had mix splattered all over himself and anything with in a 5 foot radius.

"Hello Duo," snarled Trowa grudgingly.

"What ja up too?"

"Cooking some brownies… Please, you know how many times I tell you to stay out of the kitchen when others are cooking. So for once, could you just listen?"

"What you say," said Duo as he apparently had been licking off all the mix that had been splattered.

Trowa sighed, "Since this is Christmas time, I'll be nice enough to 'Kick' you out of the kitchen, instead of shooting you out."

Trowa kicked Duo until he went into the living room.

"Hmmm.. Nobody's gotten any Christmas gifts yet.. We need to go buy some.." thought Duo, as he looked at his penniless wallet, were money should have been.

"Let's see… I'll just Borrow some from Quatre," said Duo, smiled evilly to himself, as he pulls out his Virgin cell phone. "Hey, Quatre! No, I don't want tea… I just wanted to ask you, since you keep on blaming your self for everything you do wrong and that I want to make to go into self-pity for my benefit, Can you lend me some money?"

Duo waits awhile as Quatre starts crying about the time he made the plan about sending the Gundams into the sun.

"Yes, it was your fault… Now give me some money."

Duo stares greedily as he watches from Heero's laptop his banking account rise.

"Muwahahahaahahaahaha," laughs Duo, as Heero comes in with a boom box on his shoulder, playing the Grinch music as a background. Heero does a sing along to it for Duo.

"You're a mean one Mr. Maxwell
You really are a heel.
You're as cuddly as a cactus,
And as charming as an eel,
Mr. Maxwell!
You're a bad banana,
With a greasy black peel!
You're a monster, Mr. Maxwell!
Your heart's an empty hole.
Your brain is full of spiders.
You've got garlic in your soul,
Mr. Maxwell!
I wouldn't touch you
With a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole!
You're a vile one, Mr. Maxwell!
You have termites in your smile.
You have all the tender sweetness
Of a seasick crocodile,
Mr. Maxwell!
Given the choice between the two of you,
I'd take the seasick crocodile!
You're a foul one, Mr. Maxwell!
You're a nasty, wasty skunk!
Your heart is full of unwashed socks.
Your soul is full of gunk,
Mr. Maxwell!
The three words that best describe you
Are as follows, and I quote,
"Stink, stank, stunk!"
You're a rotter, Mr. Maxwell!
You're the king of sinful sots!
Your heart's a dead tomato,
Splotched with moldy, purple spots,
Mr. Maxwell!
Your soul is an apalling dump-heap,
Overflowing with the most disgraceful
assortment of deplorable rubbish imaginable,
Mangled-up in tangled-up knots!
You nauseate me, Mr. Maxwell!
With a nauseous super naus!
You're a crooked jerky jockey,
And you drive a crooked hoss,
Mr. Maxwell!
You're a three-decker sauerkraut
and toadstool sandwich,
With arsenic sauce!" Heero closes it with a little robotic dance ending.(song can also be used for the Nanny, A/N)

"Duo, Let's go shopping before the other Gundam wanna bes show up," said Wufei.

"Mehehehehe.. Alright," chuckles Duo as he has evil thoughts about Christmas shopping.

"Who took my boom box," shouts Trowa from the kitchen, as the smell of burning turkey rushes in.

"Oops, gotta run," says Heero as he steals Wufei's newly bought Jaguar, and drives to the mall.

"Noooo, Injustice! But mostly, Noooooooo!, shouts Wufei as he takes the mini van that belonged to the G-Boys, and drove off at a Mad speed.

Quatre appeared next to the staring Duo and Trowa, not knowing what happened.

"My, aren't they in the Christmas spirit," said Quatre cheerfully.

Short chappie, but it gets better… Please R&R.

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