Rei: I like Quatre don't you Miyu?
Miyu: sigh... Wufei! Wufei! Wufei!
Rei: pats Miyu on head it's alright Miyu we'll get you the help you need! No I agree Wuffie is pretty hot...
Miyu: paws off he's mine! MINE!!!
Rei: Whatever! Anyway I don't have a disclaimerer so I'll just do it. I don't own GW but I do own myself, and Miyu owns herself and I own the plot! what little of it there is...
Beep beep beep be- the golden haired five-year old stumbled bleary eyed out of bed. It was six o'clock and he didn't have to be up for another two-hours but he always got up to wish his father a good day before he left. He pulled on a T-shirt and a pair of really oversized overalls – the kind your parents tell you 'you'll grow into them.' He then rushed down stairs. All his older sisters were still sleeping as he reached the bottom step and looked around the corner to see his father's back; he was slowly sipping his coffee as always. The boy crept up on his father, getting to the back of the chair and on his tip toes put his small hands over his father's eyes.
"Guess who," he said trying to sound original even though he had done this everyday for the last two months – ever since school started.
"Oh…who could it be?" Then he routinely grabbed his son and pulled him around to put him on his knee and tickle him. This kept the pair occupied for a minute or so.
Quatre popped the question every child knows the answer to all too well, "Can I stay home today? Please, I'll go to work with you. We'll have so much fun!" His father narrowed his eyes, "No- you have to go to school like all the other children." The golden haired boy pouted, "But all we do is play make-believe and play with fake tools." Then added hopefully, "Then can I have some coffee?"
Quatre's father sighed, "Coffee isn't for kids, especially not this exotic stuff!" He pouted, "Please, please, please…"
His father knew he had used up his 'No' for the morning, " Only a sip…" Quatre beamed as he took a rather large sip…Bing His father looked as if he had remembered something suddenly, "Oh yes, I almost forgot! Here is your early birthday present."
The child smiled as his father handed him a small parcel. He carefully began to peal away the bright red wrapping paper. Quatre's eye's brightened as the last piece of wrapping paper fell away and he opened the box.
"Goggles!" the five-year old beamed ear to ear. "Thank-you so much Dad!" Then he hugged him as hard as a five-year old could.
His father loved to see that innocent smile he had grown to love more than anything. "I thought they looked like the ones that character from that show you like wears," then glancing at his wristwatch, " I am sorry I have to go or I'll be late for work."
Quatre put he goggles on like a hair band and gave his father a final hug before he went out the door. After the door had closed behind his father, Quatre went back to the kitchen and poured himself a bowl cereal. He then settled into his father's chair, picked up the unfinished cup of coffee and began to drink.
Rei: R & R!! thx and ja!
Miyu: sigh... Wufei! Wufei! Wufei!
Rei: pats Miyu on head it's alright Miyu we'll get you the help you need! No I agree Wuffie is pretty hot...
Miyu: paws off he's mine! MINE!!!
Rei: Whatever! Anyway I don't have a disclaimerer so I'll just do it. I don't own GW but I do own myself, and Miyu owns herself and I own the plot! what little of it there is...
Beep beep beep be- the golden haired five-year old stumbled bleary eyed out of bed. It was six o'clock and he didn't have to be up for another two-hours but he always got up to wish his father a good day before he left. He pulled on a T-shirt and a pair of really oversized overalls – the kind your parents tell you 'you'll grow into them.' He then rushed down stairs. All his older sisters were still sleeping as he reached the bottom step and looked around the corner to see his father's back; he was slowly sipping his coffee as always. The boy crept up on his father, getting to the back of the chair and on his tip toes put his small hands over his father's eyes.
"Guess who," he said trying to sound original even though he had done this everyday for the last two months – ever since school started.
"Oh…who could it be?" Then he routinely grabbed his son and pulled him around to put him on his knee and tickle him. This kept the pair occupied for a minute or so.
Quatre popped the question every child knows the answer to all too well, "Can I stay home today? Please, I'll go to work with you. We'll have so much fun!" His father narrowed his eyes, "No- you have to go to school like all the other children." The golden haired boy pouted, "But all we do is play make-believe and play with fake tools." Then added hopefully, "Then can I have some coffee?"
Quatre's father sighed, "Coffee isn't for kids, especially not this exotic stuff!" He pouted, "Please, please, please…"
His father knew he had used up his 'No' for the morning, " Only a sip…" Quatre beamed as he took a rather large sip…Bing His father looked as if he had remembered something suddenly, "Oh yes, I almost forgot! Here is your early birthday present."
The child smiled as his father handed him a small parcel. He carefully began to peal away the bright red wrapping paper. Quatre's eye's brightened as the last piece of wrapping paper fell away and he opened the box.
"Goggles!" the five-year old beamed ear to ear. "Thank-you so much Dad!" Then he hugged him as hard as a five-year old could.
His father loved to see that innocent smile he had grown to love more than anything. "I thought they looked like the ones that character from that show you like wears," then glancing at his wristwatch, " I am sorry I have to go or I'll be late for work."
Quatre put he goggles on like a hair band and gave his father a final hug before he went out the door. After the door had closed behind his father, Quatre went back to the kitchen and poured himself a bowl cereal. He then settled into his father's chair, picked up the unfinished cup of coffee and began to drink.
Rei: R & R!! thx and ja!