Chapter 6 Team #2's Tea and hats

Meanwhile Une, Duo, Whiled, Quatre, and Dorothy were heading to the hat shack so Hilde could find

some new " painter's" hats for herself. something happened to the other one but she wouldn't say what...

Hilde: Here it is:: turns into the department:

Duo: good grief...hehehe

Quatre: Maybe we could save time if I go separately and buy my tea at that other place we passed.

Une: Whatever works... : stares glumly at the floor:

Dorothy:: turns her head whipping her hair into Duo's face as he flinches in pain: I'll accompany you,

Quatre.

Duo: Damn lady! Get your fake stringy hair out my face:: twitches his nose: AAAAAAAHHH...

CHHHOOOOOO!

Quatre: God bless you Duo.

Duo: Thanks lil man. You better be careful Quat-man. Dorothy might try to stab you again.

Quatre shudders as Dorothy goes pink.

Dorothy: I swear I never will hurt you again, Quatre.

Quatre: Uhhhhh...

Hilde: Well you two better go on.

Dorothy: See ya:: grabs poor Quatre's arm in a Relena grip:

Quatre: Fare well...

Dorothy and Quatre stride out of the hat filled store "merrily" at least in Dorothy's case again poor lil

Quatre

Duo:: looks towards Hilde: Are you still gonna need a purple hat?

Hilde: Yes, Duo. Why won't you go look at the caps and Une and I will go find one for me.

Duo: All right. : starts towards the men's section:

Hilde: Come on Lady Une, you can't mope around about Treize forever.

Une: I'm not moping, I'm just... : looks back at the floor again:

Hilde: When Treize died you didn't make any emotional reactions then and you were strong throughout

that whole Mariemaia thing. Why are you like this now?

Une: Because I have nothing to distract me and keep my mind on other things.

Hilde: Oh... well, what do you think about this one:: places a rather disgusting looking hat on her hair:

Une: I don't know. I wouldn't really know which one was appealing to you Hilde.

Hilde: Ok... I guess this one is bad.

On the other side of the store, Duo is trying on all of the hats madly.

Duo:: looks in the mirror while trying various caps on: EWWEWW:: jumps while dropping the hat to

the floor like it's a dead animal or something: I can't believe I put that on myself. : shudders:

Helper guy: Uh... kid? Can you please not throw all the hats all around? Please pick them all up this very

instant.

Duo:: eyes widen: All of 'em:: scans the floor looking at all the different coloured hats: No way man.

Aren't you guys paid to clean this place up? So why won't you do it?

Helper: You made this mess and you are here to pick them up. Now please do as I say.

Duo: Or what?

Helper:: adjusts his glasses: If you do not refrain from talking back and if you don't clean this mess...

I'll...I'll tell the manager on you.

Duo: Pity. Pity. An old dude like you still tattletaling. Jeez, where is the world coming to?

Helper: For you obviously no where. Excuse me I'll be back shortly with my boss.

Duo: ooooo, I'm scared.

Helper: Humph. : walks away:

Duo: Hilde:: yells across the room until Hilde sees his bangs behind the mountain of hats:

Hilde: Yes Duo?

Duo: I'll be waiting outside. Umm.. I just need some mall air... yeah. : sweatdrop:

Hilde: Sure, Duo.

Une: As Sally would say: "He hasn't changed."

Hilde: I know.

The manager and the helper guy go directly to the Hat Mountain.

Manager: --So where's this guy you were talking about?

Helper: He must have left or something but he was right here making a mess with all the hats before.

Manager: Sure...ok...well clean this up now so you can get a decent paycheck. : walks off:

Helper:: sighs:

Finally Hilde finds a hat and goes to the cash register and hands in the American money then Une and

herself walk towards Duo outside.

Hilde: What was wrong with that helper guy, Duo. Did you even clean up after yourself?

Duo: Uhh... no...

Hilde: Duo! You are so impolite!

Duo:: in a mocking voice: Duuuuooooo, YOU ARE SSOOOOOO IMPOOOOLIIITTTEEE!

Hilde: Be quiet Duo—

Duo: Beee quiiieeet Duuooo.

Une: Please stop?

Duo: OK.

While this is going on Quatre is rummaging through the teabags until he finds the brand he likes.

Quatre: Good ol' Sand Coffee. Hit's the spot.

Dorothy: I thought you wanted tea leaves Qua-chan?

Quatre: This will do. Rashid knows how to make anything into good tea: drools: yummy, yummy tea.

Dorothy: Excuse me Quatre dear : pokes Quatre so he wakes up:

Quatre: Uh... what? Oh yes, I'll go buy this now.

Dorothy: Good. : whips her head around whipping poor Quatre in the face:

Quatre: Why do you always do that?

Dorothy:: whips her head around and hits someone behind her with that longggg white blonde hair :

Dorothy: Do what?

Quatre: That thing you always do.

Dorothy:: seems to look like she's on drugs or something: Did you say anything Quatre?

Quatre:: swallows hard: No... You must have been hearing things.

Dorothy: Oh, must have been Grandfather : whips around again making her hair get in Quatre's mouth:

Quatre: DISGUSTING!

Guy that got hit before: Tell me about it! Does she always do that?

Quatre:: slowly nods his head:

Guy that got hit before: Sorry man. You gotta be with her. : Quatre turns pink: How awful.

Dorothy: Grandfather? Are you speaking to me again? You died in battle grandfather not in vain. How

many times do we have to go through this:: seems to be talking to an invisible being:

Quatre: Good God. Why is this happening to me!