Author note: Heh heh. Glad you liked the first one, ally127, Satanic-Purple-Onion, Katt, and Sailor Meowth. And thanks for reviewing. Here's chapter two.

angel

devil

You'll know what I'm talking about soon enough.

It was the middle of winter, and Duo Maxwell sat in his room in Quatre's mansion. He sat up in his bed, and stretched out his arms as far as his body would allow. "It's a beautiful day, isn't it?"

Sure is. Our lord certainly has blessed this day.

It's alright if you're into this kinda stuff. It's boring. Are we going to do anything today?

Duo glanced from his right shoulder to his left. On the right was his angel conscience, dressed in gold drapes with silver wings and a purple halo (a/n not everything had to be original). On the left was his devil conscience, dressed in a blue business suit, holding a black briefcase with gold initialing, E.O. , and talking on a cell phone. I don't care if he's guilty for murder, I'll take him. There was a little pause in the conversation, then the devil continued I'm a lawyer dammit. I don't care if I lie. It's my job. After that comment the shoulder devil hung up the cell phone, and looked at Duo. Sorry about that. You know how work is. You never get a day off. Both shoulder conscience resembled Duo from head to supposable toe (can't really see their toes).

Duo scratched his head. "I'm sorry, but I don't know how work is. I'm kinda on a vacation. Brain kinda shuts off on vacations"

Duo, you're impossible. So what are you going to do today? Take a stroll through the winter portrait outside? Or maybe just relax inside?

"Hmm. Relaxing does sound good."

Or would you rather, right now, go and wake everyone up with a huge pile of snow. Duo thought about his choices.

"Like I said, relaxing sounds good. But waking up everyone up with snow sounds fun. So I'll go with fun." Duo leapt off his bed, shot out of his room, and ran outside still in his cowboy pajamas. Duo's shoulder angel sat on his right shoulder shaking his head in disbelief.

Duo took hold of the bucket that was on the back porch, and filled in to the brink with snow. Duo went inside bouncing up in down with excitement and sang a little tune. "Snow snow. Lots of fun. Lots of fun for everyone. Except for four. Four will be woken up. Snow melting under their shirts. Four will be-"

Shut up will you. Man! That was annoying. Duo looked hurt, and turned to face the shoulder angel who just nodded in agreement.

Duo was about to protest till he reached Quatre's room. He tried the handle of the door to see if it was unlocked. When the handle gave, the door drifted open. Duo tipped toed in with his bucket of snow, but then he noticed if Quatre were to scream everybody would wake up, and ruin his fun. "Man. What do I do now?"

You give up, and go relax. Read a book. Draw. Something.

Or go into the bathroom three towels, and string from your room.

"What would those things do?"

Yea. What would those things do?

Barely tie the string on the towel, which will hold some snow, and adjust it so that when the person sleeping moves the towel drops.

"How do I know they'll move?"

Wake the last person yourself, and that person will wake everyone up. In short, make everyone move.

"Oh. I get it."

And how do you purpose he sets the string up?

I don't know. He's the Deathscythe Gundam pilot. He can figure that out.

So, Duo set out to get the string and three towels. When I was setting the snow in the towel for Quatre's, his shoulder devil had something to say. Hey. Let's make this fun.

Fun? Like how? This can't be good.

Let's add food coloring to the snow.

No way. Duo think about that.

Duo thought about it. "I agree with you shoulder angel Duo."

Think about it more. And blue Quatre.

"As I was saying. I agree with shoulder angel Duo, but shoulder devil Duo has a good point." Duo exited the room and got four colors for food coloring. Blue for Quatre, green for Trowa, pink for Wufei, and red for Heero. He finally fixed up Quatre's, Trowa's, and Wufei's wake up calls. He was in Heero's room with the remaining of the snow still in the bucket. He soaked the snow in the red food coloring. He slowly approached Heero. He noticed Heero had his pistol at the side of his bed. "I hope his reflexes are slower when he wakes up." Duo held the bucket over Heero's head, flipped it upside down, and down came the snow. As soon as the snow made contact with Heero's head, Duo dropped the bucket onto Heero's face, and shot right out of the door.

The next sound that came from Heero's room as a cry of, "HOLY SHIT!" Then as if in ripples, every room down the halls cried the same thing. All four doors opened, and the inhabitants of the rooms stood in front of Duo. Duo stared at each and everyone of them. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Even the angel couldn't help it. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Quatre's face was strained blue, and the tip of his blonde hair was shadowed with what could stay on. Trowa's left side of his face seemed to be forest green. Hey! That guy can go hiding in the woods and we'd only find half of him. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Duo laughed some more before checking the rest of his damage. Wufei's face was safe, but the neck down was soak with pink. And Heero, his face was just covered in red.

When Duo was done observing what he had done, he noticed that Heero was cocking his pistol, aiming, and was about to fire. Trowa had a rope, and he kept snapping it showing it was thick and strong. Wufei had a sword. It seemed to be sharpen daily. Must have sentimental value. I told you it was a bad idea.

Are you kidding? This is great.

Yea. It's great that now Duo is running for his life.

Yes. Hey. Where's the Quatre kid?

"He went to… huff… huff… to take a shower. Hey, shoulder angel. Lets go for that walk you suggested." Duo looked back, and saw that Heero, Trowa, and Wufei were hot on his trail. "Lets just make it a run. HAHAHAHAHA! Easter egged Gundam pilots. HAHAHAHA!"