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!
