Chapter Three
Disclaimer: I own my car that's it oh and the irritating German Teacher Frau Gutenberg that lives in my brain and insults me on a regular basis.
Summery: Fall out Over Herro's condition causes Quatra to start the silent treatment and Duo still struggles with accepting his brother's fate.
Trowa's POV:
I sat down on the bed I couldn't believe he was still not talking to me over this. All because I had gotten Herro pregnant. He didn't even listen when I tried to apologize. And Now Herro is throwing himself at my head. I just want to curl up here and cry but I cant I have to keep moving.
"Hey, Trowa," Duo called. "If you don't come down to dinner I'm gonna feed it to the dog."
I dragged myself off the bed Oh well no use mopeing and with Herro all hormonal he was getting worse about at least attempting to restrain himself. I Walked to the kitchen Duo looked funny in an apron the only one we had was Quatra's and it was pink and trimmed with lace. Duo stood at the stove and for a second I was reminded of Quatra. Herro sat in one of the kitchen chairs. His standard uniform looked a little tight.
"Herro, you really should get some clothes that fit better."
Duo's POV:
I almost dropped the spatula. Some one had said that my usually Stick figure like brother was putting on weight. It was true but hearing it spoken was different than thinking it. If any thing it was more amusing spoken.
Herro only rolled his eyes and kept typing on his lap top. His Computer was now an almost constant companion. The problem was we had no missions and my brother the hacker really had nothing to do that required a computer. Quatra was still not talking to Trowa and had decided to eat in the hanger all by himself. Go figure. Trowa was brooding Herro was doing only the gods Knew what with his computer. Hopefully Chat rooms and porn had nothing to do with it. So to my chagrin there was no one to talk to.
I picked up the phone and dialed Marina's number. Drat she was not home so I talked to her older brother. This is hard to do when he keeps burbling at you. Feh, Waternyphs in heat. In the end I hung up without understanding a word he had said beyond Marina, out, Wolves and Puppy.
Just then Herro laughed some what evilly and closed his laptop.
Herro's POV:
At last I had achieved it. Mischief and screwball antics had merged. Their Resulting Progeny would be Confusion and Chaos. All Oz planes would take off simultaneously. The resulting Fire ball would be at the very least highly amusing. A ridicules thought Crossed my mind turned a cartwheel then danced off into the nothing that was my mind. The thought that amused me to the point of laughter was simply… Planes big, fire pretty.
Everyone jumped none of them had the slightest inkling what I had just done. I enlightened them. "All OZ planes Will shortly be taking off at the same time they will then head to 45 north 0 east where the resulting explosion promises to be spectacular."
I slipped my laptop under my chair. "So who are we cooking for dinner."