*cackles* A very fun, evil, and disgusting chapter. You've been warned. XD
Zechs: I don't like this...
Quatre: It doesn't bother me, they don't hurt me...
Nicole: Of course not. XD *cuddles Quatre* Anyway...XD ENJOY!
bMisplaced In Space - Chapter Seven; Revenge is Best Served with a Side of Laxatives!/b
"I swear to God, I'll kill them," Duo growled as he began shampooing his hair for the seventh time that morning. The blue in his hair and skin had barely begun to fade. "What the hell kind of dye did those psychos use anyway?!" He'd been standing in the shower trying to wash away the blue dye for nearly an hour since he'd awoken in Zechs' arms. That was the absolute most disturbing experience he'd ever had.
Once he and the other boys had gotten off the table and Zechs had screamed that they'd be under surveillance now until they died and for ten years after that, Duo had stormed back to his room and into the shower, where he had begun formulating plots for revenge.
He would have the last laugh. Oh, yes.
***
"If he won't lighten up on the surveillance, then we'll just have to piss him off more," Kryss said firmly, nodding for emphasis. With that she shook her can of pink spray paint and sprayed the image of a little demon onto the black leg of Deathscythe Hell. She let loose a witch-like cackle as she defaced the large machine while Ashley only placed a woopie cushion in Altron's cockpit, claiming she didn't have the heart to damage the gundam.
Once they had finished defacing gundams, the pair headed back towards the computer simulator. Inside Nicole and Anna were battling it out.
The brunette imp twirled around her cyber-gundam, firing off her Vulcan cannon, and in response Anna blasted her thrusters and flew under the beam, ramming her opponent. The force of the hit shook Nicole's simulation chamber and she motored backwards, drawing a thermo-blade. With a quick slice she created a large, molten gash in the chest plate of Anna's cyber-gundam, which then exploded.
"Gyaha!" the younger girl crowed, exiting her simulation chamber. "I win!"
Anna had begun to growl and was near to strangling the vertically challenged victor when screams rang out from down the hallway. Ashley and Kryss looked at each other a moment before exploding with laughter whilst grabbing their friends and rushing out into the hall, taking off in separate directions to escape the enraged pilots.
Back in the hanger, Duo stomped back and forth, his face puffed with red, his long braid swishing to and fro at his back. He looked a bit like a red blowfish with a braid. I'll kill them," he muttered, storming back towards D-Hell. It was painful just glancing for a millisecond at the little pink demon-elves and graffiti that disfigured his poor gundam. Above him he faintly heard Wufei scream of injustice and onna woopie cushions, though he didn't really pay it any mind He had much bigger plans. Revenge would be on the menu tonight.
With that he called Wufei down from Altron and hurried out into the hall, picking up Heero along the way. Before long they had reached Zechs' office and crowded around the white-haired man's desk.
"Justice must be served!" Wufei said firmly.
***
Duo quietly pushed open the door, trying his best to avoid a creek. He peeked inside the girl's room, looking cautiously about for one of them. He turned and looked back at the other pilots, waving them forward. He then tiptoed silently inside and over to Ashley's nightstand, pulling out those damned comics that depicted him as both subservient to Heero and poorly endowed. Well, he would fix that. He brandished a black ink pen and began flipping through the pages, lengthening his little buddy wherever possible.
Meanwhile, Wufei moved to Kryss' closet and pulled out everything darkly colored. Before long she was left with nothing but a pink shirt in the very back and her Mokona jammies. Heero swiped all of Nicole's sketchbooks and diary, along with her prized black vinyl coat and her dark clothing, plus her white bucket hate that read 'shorty' in a green graffiti design.
As for Anna, the innocent bystander caught in the crossfire...She suffered the loss of all her normal clothing, replaced with dresses. Big, frilly, ugly dresses...a fate worse than death.
***
Once they were sure they'd lost the pilots, the four girls merrily returned to their room. Kryss and Ashley were quite pleased with their earlier work, and now all of Zechs' whites had been dyed a carnation pink shade, due to the "accidental" addition of a red bra to his wash. All in all it had been a very productive day.
Ashley sighed and flopped on her bed. "And now...to top off the evening...A little Heero on Duo action," she cheered, moving to fish through her nightstand.
"That's just weird," Anna said with a twitch, "I mean, you're living on the same ship with them and you're still looking at your doujinshis?"
"Damn straight," the taller girl purred, "I'm a thorough bred girl with very natural urges." At that she laughed as she continued searching through the drawers for her prized yaoi. After a few moments she started getting frantic before she leaped up and screamed. "THEY'RE GONE!!" she wailed.
"So are my sketchbooks!" Nicole shrieked from her corner of the room, flopping onto the floor sadly. "And so is my jacket and my cool clothes!"
Kryss screamed with rage herself, "ALL MY GOOD CLOTHES ARE GONE!! SHINEE!!!"
Anna could only stare at the contents of her closet. After awhile she finally spoke. "Dresses...They left me...Dresses...DRESSES...THEY LEFT ME WITH MOTHERFUCKING DRESSES! SATAN IS IN MY CLOSET! SATAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!" she ranted, grabbing up the dresses and throwing them across the floor before she began stomping upon them over and over. "They must DIE! DIE! DRESSES BAD! BAD, BAD, BAD!! SATAAAAAN!!!" The other girls pulled her off the defenseless dresses.
And it was thus decided. This was a war. A war...of the genders! (Nick sort of counts as a girl. XD)
***
Anna looked back and forth in the mass hall, then back at her friends. "It's clear. Go, go!"
The three girls nodded, rushing toward the kitchen. Nicole and Kryss took the frontline and ran defense, dashing into the small cooking area first.
"OOGA-BOOGA, MISTER COOKY-MAN!" the blonde cackled, leaping into the air and snatching away the largest chef's hat. "C'mon, fatso! Come and get it!" she taunted, waving it back and forth.
"You little twit, come back here!" the large man roared, barreling towards the girl, his rolls of fat jiggling in rhythm with his thundering run.
"That's right, thunder-thighs, this way!" she laughed, zipping out the door.
Once big-boy had gone after her friend, Nicole barged in and grabbed a bowlful of salad and threw it in the air, screaming about it raining lettuce. She then moved to the counter and knocked off an assortment of vegetables and kicked them around the floor. She then picked up a rather rotten apple and threw it at the back of a tall, then chef's head. He and the remaining other two chefs glared at her and screamed curses as she continued terrorizing the small room before she grabbed a rather large butcher knife and ran out the door, shrieking, "KILL, KILL!!" with the disturbed chefs hot on her trail.
Once they'd gone, Ashley slipped in, holding a bottle of pills. She slunk over to the boiling pot of stew at the stove and screwed off the cap of the small bottle and dumped a few pills in, watching the little capsules dissolve into the soup.
She stirred the pot's contents carefully, and then left once more. Just as she'd gotten outside the chefs were marching back, the plump one without his hat, and all minus one large knife. The dark-haired girl snickered and went out into the hall, where she met her two impish friends. Kryss was happily examining the knife, while Nicole wore the chef's hat.
"It's done," she said with a grin. "Nice diversion."
Kryss blinked in confusion. "Diversion? That was just for fun!" Her brunette comrade nodded in agreement, a broad smile on her face.
The tall girl only shook her head as Anna and Nick came strolling up. "Are we ready for phase two?" Anna asked.
The trio of troublemakers nodded and grinned. The two 'siblings' took their cue and headed into the mass hall and over towards the kitchen.
"Excuse me?" Nick said politely.
The tall, thin chef stuck his head out the door. "What do you want?"
"Ah, we're here to take the pilots their dinner. They're having a rather important meeting and we thought we'd take them dinner!" Anna replied. Her 'brother' nodded for emphasis.
"Hmm...I suppose it's all right. Hey, Pedro!" he called.
A stout chef appeared a moment later. "Yes, Boss?"
"Get that pot of soup and some bowls and spoons. These kids are gonna take the pilots their dinner," the boss ordered.
Before too long the small man appeared once more with the desired items. Nick took the pot, Anna the bowls and spoons, and both hurried off.
It did not take very long for the two to distribute the tainted soup to the pilots that had thieved the girls' prized items.
Within his office Zechs sniffed at his bowl of soup, then licked his lips and spooned a little into his mouth. "Mm, this is good stuff!" he said happily, spooning up more of it.
***
"OOOOOH, GOD!" Duo groaned, sitting uncomfortably upon his 'throne.' "What was wrong with that soup?"
Outside his door was Kryss, listening and snickering. Finally she raised her voice, saying, "Having fun, Bakagami?"
He let out a half-groan, half-scream. "I should've known!"
Standing outside next door, Ashley snickered. She was listening to Wufei groan in pain and sickness, along with a rather disgusting symphony of gaseous sounds and plops, followed by the flushing of a toilet. Even further down the hall more of those same sounds could be heard, along with the other girls teasing the rest of the victims.
"So, are you gonna tell us where you hid our stuff?" Ashley asked, turning over the bottle of laxatives in her hand, half-heartedly reading over the description of the pills. "Guaranteed to clear up blockage...Hm, that doesn't sound pleasant..."
Duo groaned at her, "I hate you!"
The tall one only laughed. "If you guys talk I'll give you medication to make this stop."
"Do we really have some medicine like that?" Kryss asked in a whisper.
"No," she hissed back, "But they might tell us if we bait them."
***
Ashley happily flipped through a 1x2 doujinshi while her roommates restocked their closets with their own clothing and threw all those dresses out an airlock. Nick had settled himself on the floor in front of the television, mooching off of the girl's supply of anime.
From far down the hall they heard Zechs cry, "ARE YOU SURE THIS WILL FIX IT?" The four girls looked at each other before bursting into giggles.
Anna choked out something about how evil they were while Nicole yelled back, "YES, WE'RE SURE! JUST RUB A LITTLE MORE LIP GLOSS ON YOUR BODY AND KEEP THE TAMPON IN!"
***
That's it. XD Aren't we EVIL!?!? *cackles*
Zechs: I think I'm gonna cry...
Nicole: Shut up, men don't cry. Don't give me that crap. XD *steals gun* Muahaha... oo; Anyway. Chapter eight will be out soon enough! XD JA!
Zechs: I don't like this...
Quatre: It doesn't bother me, they don't hurt me...
Nicole: Of course not. XD *cuddles Quatre* Anyway...XD ENJOY!
bMisplaced In Space - Chapter Seven; Revenge is Best Served with a Side of Laxatives!/b
"I swear to God, I'll kill them," Duo growled as he began shampooing his hair for the seventh time that morning. The blue in his hair and skin had barely begun to fade. "What the hell kind of dye did those psychos use anyway?!" He'd been standing in the shower trying to wash away the blue dye for nearly an hour since he'd awoken in Zechs' arms. That was the absolute most disturbing experience he'd ever had.
Once he and the other boys had gotten off the table and Zechs had screamed that they'd be under surveillance now until they died and for ten years after that, Duo had stormed back to his room and into the shower, where he had begun formulating plots for revenge.
He would have the last laugh. Oh, yes.
***
"If he won't lighten up on the surveillance, then we'll just have to piss him off more," Kryss said firmly, nodding for emphasis. With that she shook her can of pink spray paint and sprayed the image of a little demon onto the black leg of Deathscythe Hell. She let loose a witch-like cackle as she defaced the large machine while Ashley only placed a woopie cushion in Altron's cockpit, claiming she didn't have the heart to damage the gundam.
Once they had finished defacing gundams, the pair headed back towards the computer simulator. Inside Nicole and Anna were battling it out.
The brunette imp twirled around her cyber-gundam, firing off her Vulcan cannon, and in response Anna blasted her thrusters and flew under the beam, ramming her opponent. The force of the hit shook Nicole's simulation chamber and she motored backwards, drawing a thermo-blade. With a quick slice she created a large, molten gash in the chest plate of Anna's cyber-gundam, which then exploded.
"Gyaha!" the younger girl crowed, exiting her simulation chamber. "I win!"
Anna had begun to growl and was near to strangling the vertically challenged victor when screams rang out from down the hallway. Ashley and Kryss looked at each other a moment before exploding with laughter whilst grabbing their friends and rushing out into the hall, taking off in separate directions to escape the enraged pilots.
Back in the hanger, Duo stomped back and forth, his face puffed with red, his long braid swishing to and fro at his back. He looked a bit like a red blowfish with a braid. I'll kill them," he muttered, storming back towards D-Hell. It was painful just glancing for a millisecond at the little pink demon-elves and graffiti that disfigured his poor gundam. Above him he faintly heard Wufei scream of injustice and onna woopie cushions, though he didn't really pay it any mind He had much bigger plans. Revenge would be on the menu tonight.
With that he called Wufei down from Altron and hurried out into the hall, picking up Heero along the way. Before long they had reached Zechs' office and crowded around the white-haired man's desk.
"Justice must be served!" Wufei said firmly.
***
Duo quietly pushed open the door, trying his best to avoid a creek. He peeked inside the girl's room, looking cautiously about for one of them. He turned and looked back at the other pilots, waving them forward. He then tiptoed silently inside and over to Ashley's nightstand, pulling out those damned comics that depicted him as both subservient to Heero and poorly endowed. Well, he would fix that. He brandished a black ink pen and began flipping through the pages, lengthening his little buddy wherever possible.
Meanwhile, Wufei moved to Kryss' closet and pulled out everything darkly colored. Before long she was left with nothing but a pink shirt in the very back and her Mokona jammies. Heero swiped all of Nicole's sketchbooks and diary, along with her prized black vinyl coat and her dark clothing, plus her white bucket hate that read 'shorty' in a green graffiti design.
As for Anna, the innocent bystander caught in the crossfire...She suffered the loss of all her normal clothing, replaced with dresses. Big, frilly, ugly dresses...a fate worse than death.
***
Once they were sure they'd lost the pilots, the four girls merrily returned to their room. Kryss and Ashley were quite pleased with their earlier work, and now all of Zechs' whites had been dyed a carnation pink shade, due to the "accidental" addition of a red bra to his wash. All in all it had been a very productive day.
Ashley sighed and flopped on her bed. "And now...to top off the evening...A little Heero on Duo action," she cheered, moving to fish through her nightstand.
"That's just weird," Anna said with a twitch, "I mean, you're living on the same ship with them and you're still looking at your doujinshis?"
"Damn straight," the taller girl purred, "I'm a thorough bred girl with very natural urges." At that she laughed as she continued searching through the drawers for her prized yaoi. After a few moments she started getting frantic before she leaped up and screamed. "THEY'RE GONE!!" she wailed.
"So are my sketchbooks!" Nicole shrieked from her corner of the room, flopping onto the floor sadly. "And so is my jacket and my cool clothes!"
Kryss screamed with rage herself, "ALL MY GOOD CLOTHES ARE GONE!! SHINEE!!!"
Anna could only stare at the contents of her closet. After awhile she finally spoke. "Dresses...They left me...Dresses...DRESSES...THEY LEFT ME WITH MOTHERFUCKING DRESSES! SATAN IS IN MY CLOSET! SATAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!" she ranted, grabbing up the dresses and throwing them across the floor before she began stomping upon them over and over. "They must DIE! DIE! DRESSES BAD! BAD, BAD, BAD!! SATAAAAAN!!!" The other girls pulled her off the defenseless dresses.
And it was thus decided. This was a war. A war...of the genders! (Nick sort of counts as a girl. XD)
***
Anna looked back and forth in the mass hall, then back at her friends. "It's clear. Go, go!"
The three girls nodded, rushing toward the kitchen. Nicole and Kryss took the frontline and ran defense, dashing into the small cooking area first.
"OOGA-BOOGA, MISTER COOKY-MAN!" the blonde cackled, leaping into the air and snatching away the largest chef's hat. "C'mon, fatso! Come and get it!" she taunted, waving it back and forth.
"You little twit, come back here!" the large man roared, barreling towards the girl, his rolls of fat jiggling in rhythm with his thundering run.
"That's right, thunder-thighs, this way!" she laughed, zipping out the door.
Once big-boy had gone after her friend, Nicole barged in and grabbed a bowlful of salad and threw it in the air, screaming about it raining lettuce. She then moved to the counter and knocked off an assortment of vegetables and kicked them around the floor. She then picked up a rather rotten apple and threw it at the back of a tall, then chef's head. He and the remaining other two chefs glared at her and screamed curses as she continued terrorizing the small room before she grabbed a rather large butcher knife and ran out the door, shrieking, "KILL, KILL!!" with the disturbed chefs hot on her trail.
Once they'd gone, Ashley slipped in, holding a bottle of pills. She slunk over to the boiling pot of stew at the stove and screwed off the cap of the small bottle and dumped a few pills in, watching the little capsules dissolve into the soup.
She stirred the pot's contents carefully, and then left once more. Just as she'd gotten outside the chefs were marching back, the plump one without his hat, and all minus one large knife. The dark-haired girl snickered and went out into the hall, where she met her two impish friends. Kryss was happily examining the knife, while Nicole wore the chef's hat.
"It's done," she said with a grin. "Nice diversion."
Kryss blinked in confusion. "Diversion? That was just for fun!" Her brunette comrade nodded in agreement, a broad smile on her face.
The tall girl only shook her head as Anna and Nick came strolling up. "Are we ready for phase two?" Anna asked.
The trio of troublemakers nodded and grinned. The two 'siblings' took their cue and headed into the mass hall and over towards the kitchen.
"Excuse me?" Nick said politely.
The tall, thin chef stuck his head out the door. "What do you want?"
"Ah, we're here to take the pilots their dinner. They're having a rather important meeting and we thought we'd take them dinner!" Anna replied. Her 'brother' nodded for emphasis.
"Hmm...I suppose it's all right. Hey, Pedro!" he called.
A stout chef appeared a moment later. "Yes, Boss?"
"Get that pot of soup and some bowls and spoons. These kids are gonna take the pilots their dinner," the boss ordered.
Before too long the small man appeared once more with the desired items. Nick took the pot, Anna the bowls and spoons, and both hurried off.
It did not take very long for the two to distribute the tainted soup to the pilots that had thieved the girls' prized items.
Within his office Zechs sniffed at his bowl of soup, then licked his lips and spooned a little into his mouth. "Mm, this is good stuff!" he said happily, spooning up more of it.
***
"OOOOOH, GOD!" Duo groaned, sitting uncomfortably upon his 'throne.' "What was wrong with that soup?"
Outside his door was Kryss, listening and snickering. Finally she raised her voice, saying, "Having fun, Bakagami?"
He let out a half-groan, half-scream. "I should've known!"
Standing outside next door, Ashley snickered. She was listening to Wufei groan in pain and sickness, along with a rather disgusting symphony of gaseous sounds and plops, followed by the flushing of a toilet. Even further down the hall more of those same sounds could be heard, along with the other girls teasing the rest of the victims.
"So, are you gonna tell us where you hid our stuff?" Ashley asked, turning over the bottle of laxatives in her hand, half-heartedly reading over the description of the pills. "Guaranteed to clear up blockage...Hm, that doesn't sound pleasant..."
Duo groaned at her, "I hate you!"
The tall one only laughed. "If you guys talk I'll give you medication to make this stop."
"Do we really have some medicine like that?" Kryss asked in a whisper.
"No," she hissed back, "But they might tell us if we bait them."
***
Ashley happily flipped through a 1x2 doujinshi while her roommates restocked their closets with their own clothing and threw all those dresses out an airlock. Nick had settled himself on the floor in front of the television, mooching off of the girl's supply of anime.
From far down the hall they heard Zechs cry, "ARE YOU SURE THIS WILL FIX IT?" The four girls looked at each other before bursting into giggles.
Anna choked out something about how evil they were while Nicole yelled back, "YES, WE'RE SURE! JUST RUB A LITTLE MORE LIP GLOSS ON YOUR BODY AND KEEP THE TAMPON IN!"
***
That's it. XD Aren't we EVIL!?!? *cackles*
Zechs: I think I'm gonna cry...
Nicole: Shut up, men don't cry. Don't give me that crap. XD *steals gun* Muahaha... oo; Anyway. Chapter eight will be out soon enough! XD JA!