Gundam Wing; Humor; PG
Line- 'The fridge is not a place one usually finds an elephant.'
Surprise!
Satanira
"All right kid," Doctor J said. "Time for a break."
The nameless child in the flight simulator nodded wordlessly, removing the helmet J had made especially to fit his small head.
He packed the helmet away, careful of the wires, and climbed down to the concrete floor of the large hangar where he'd spent most of the past year or so. He waited for further instructions without fidgiting, his Prussian blue eyes boring into the elderly scientist who took care of him.
Supposedly.
"Go make me a sandwich, will you?" J asked, not looking away from the computer bank in front of him.
The child nodded, still without speaking, and turned towards the small kitchenette on the other side of the room.
"And put some mayo on it this time!" J yelled after him.
Kirk, an engineer who'd worked for J off and on over the years, was lounging in the closed-off corner of the hangar designated for food, a pizza box and bottle of beer on the table in front of him.
"Hey, kid." He greeted the boy. It had bothered Kirk that the child had no name at first, but he was used to it now. "J finally get hungry?"
The boy nodded, standing on his toes to reach the stack of plates on the back of the counter.
"Do we have any mayo?" He asked Kirk, grabbing a knife on his way past the silverware drawer. He set dish and flatware in a clean corner of the floor, since he was a little too short to use the counter, then walked to the fridge and yanked it open.
"I think so," Kirk answered, taking a bite of his pizza. "Should be on the bottom shelf, on the door."
The boy mumbled a thanks, rooting through the contents of the middle shelf for an unsquashed loaf of bread. He had just spotted one when something fuzzy and blue caught his eye. It looked kind of like mold, and it was sticking out of the vegetable crisper...
Cautiously, the boy pulled the drawer open. He didn't find mold in there, but what he did find was a bit... silly.
So silly, in fact, that Doctor J's nameless guinea pig, known for never showing any emotion whatsoever, burst out laughing.
"Uh-oh." Kirk said, smiling to himself. "The world's about to end. A laugh is not a sound one usually hears from you, kid."
"Well," The nameless child answered, calming himself down, "the fridge is not a place one normally finds an elephant."
He pulled the blue stuffed animal out of the vegetable crisper and solemnly held it up for Kirk to see, then started laughing again.
"Hey, what's with all the laughing in here?" J demanded, shoving open the swinging door to the kitchenette. "Kid, where's my- my elephant!" J exclaimed, snatching the toy from the child and wandering out of the room, stroking its fuzzy blue hide and cooing.
I love the thought of J cooing over a fuzzy blue elephant... I saw it in a dream and had to write it... Wow, I have weird sources of inspiration...
Hey, here's a challenge for you guys! Who can write a fic with this line: 'Get out of the refridgerator, nee-chan; I have to put these groceries away.' Think you can do it? Go ahead and e-mail it to me if you do!
