A/N: I guess I forgot to mention Duo and Heero's ages, didn't I? sweat-drop The specific age is unknown, but they are between 9-12 months. But, remember that Heero and Duo advanced for their age since they're actually 16 years old in reality. Sorry for any confusions.
Thanks for the reviews! … and the mallets … and the sledgehammer. As requested/demanded here's Ch. 13.

Knocked Out and Starving

Scrub, scrub, scrub… More bubbles. "Uh-oh." Scrub, scrub, scrub! … More bubbles. "Aw, crap." Scrubscrubscrubscrub!! … Super-sized bubbles. Time to panic. Scrubscru—!

"Quatre!" Trowa emphasized as he held back his friend's arm. He lowered his eyes and gawked at the mountain of foam on the floor in front of him. Looking back at the Arabian, he chose his words carefully. "Do you know what you're doing?"

Quatre paused nervously and blinked. "No. I'm sorry. I guess I don't." He scratched his head and looked down at the mess he made.

Trowa flicked off the small pile of suds on top of Quatre's blond head. "Don't worry about it."

Wufei's shoes squeaked on the foamy floor as he approached them. "Here, try using this." He crouched down on the other side of Quatre and presented a soggy sponge. "It's much more efficient," he concluded.

Quatre let the sponge plunk into his hands. He gave it a light squeeze and watched the thin streams of water gush out, slither across his skin, and drip onto the floor. "So, I just wipe the suds away?"

Wufei nodded and his eyes seemed to say, 'It's just that simple'.

"So hungry…" Duo croaked. He sat on top of the dining table with his head hung low and his arms limp at his sides.

Heero sat next to him and glared from the corner of his eye. It was the sixth time Duo had said that, and the more he chanted those two little words, the more Heero became aware of his own malnourishment.

"So hungry…" Seventh time.

Heero wasn't sure which came first: his growl of annoyance or his stomach's growl of starvation.

Hilde sat down, crossed her legs, and observed the infants' ordeal. She placed a couple of guesses as to what Duo might be saying in his baby language, but judging by Heero's reactions she was glad that she couldn't understand his speech.

Hilde sighed. "Did you find them yet, Relena?" Nag, nag, nag… But, what else could she do? It wasn't her fault that Ms. Pacifist misplaced the jars of baby food.

"I know I put them in this bag!" she claimed earlier.

Hilde sighed again and thumped her head on the table.

"So, so, so hungry." A change of pace, but nonetheless the eighth time.

Heero shook his head and mentally chased away the hallucinations of Duo on a silver platter with an apple in his mouth.

"I found the food!" Relena resonated with glee.

"YAY!" Duo cheered for everyone to hear.

To say the least, Heero was grateful. To say more, he nearly fainted with happiness as his brain temporarily shut down of everything that was sane. However, this moment of bliss didn't last long at all once he and Duo saw the food.

"Gerber baby food?" Duo whined out loud. His cheery face fell, and confusion and disgust took its place. Duo grabbed Heero's shoulders, now with a worried look. "But, what about cheeseburgers and fries? Or steaks? Spaghetti?! Sushi?!?"

Heero slapped the baka's face and grabbed his shoulders. "Get a grip, stop hyperventilating, and calm down."

Duo raised and lowered his chest, taking deep breaths like a woman in labor.

"Eat what is given to you and don't complain. Just be grateful that you're eating anything at all." Heero released his grasp and peeled off Duo's fingers from his own shoulder.

Duo blinked. He had ignored Heero's words of wisdom and suddenly realized that he got slapped. "Dude, that hurt!" He rubbed his stinging cheek and didn't notice the large vein on Heero's forehead.

Quatre leaned against the wall and viewed the entire bathroom. "I think we're finally done," he smiled victoriously.

Wufei crossed his arms and scrutinized the place further. "You missed a spot over there, Barton." He pointed his finger across the room, a good distance from where Trowa was standing.

Trowa exhaled lightly. "Ok, I'll get it." He picked up his sponge from the counter and walked where Wufei directed. Now, we all know how graceful and non-klutzy Trowa is, but the wet sponge on the floor in his path proved us wrong. As soon as Trowa put his weight on the sponge, the floor slid from under him and sent him crashing down to the ground, landing on his back with a loud and echoing THUD. "…ow…"

After getting slapped on the other cheek, Duo came to his senses and quit complaining… for the moment.

"Ok, little baby-chans," Relena finished laying out all the jars of baby food on the table before them and waited with her hands folded in front of her. "Which one do you want?"

The assortment of flavors caught the infants by surprise. There was peach, applesauce, carrot, pea, potato, banana, prune, sweet potato, squash, and green bean. [These are actual flavors! I was curious and looked them up. ;]

"What baby would want to eat something that's prune flavored?" Duo stuck out his tongue. "Yuck."

No sooner had he spoken, Heero pointed to the jar of prune flavored baby food and said, "Da."

Duo face-faulted. "That's just wrong."

Relena picked up the requested jar and twisted off the lid. "Ready to eat, Heero?" She was all smiles and clearly excited to feed her beloved Heero.

Heero nodded and opened his tiny mouth. "Ah."

"Ok! Here we g—oh, wait. You're not ready yet."

"What?!"

"Ha ha." Smack! "…ow."

Relena left the table to dig through the 'baby bag'.

"What about you, Duo?" Hilde leaned in closer. "Go on, pick a flavor," she beamed.

Duo groaned and pointed to the applesauce flavored jar. "Da."

"Good choice! That's what I would've went for." She tossed up the jar and caught it between her hands. With a flick of her wrist, the cap whirled in circles, releasing the smell of applesauce. It didn't smell bad, but it smelled different; not like your average applesauce scent.

Duo's stomach growled. 'Maybe this won't be so bad after all.'

"Are… are you ok, Trowa?" Quatre whispered as he knelt down next to his comrade.

"I think he's unconscious," Wufei lightly kicked Trowa's foot.

Relena returned with two cloths in her hand. "Look at these adorable bibs I found, Hilde!"

Hilde gasped with glee. "They're adorable!"

To the girls, yes, they were cute. But, to the guys, they were horrifying. First of all, the bibs were both pink… very pink. Secondly, the bibs were covered in rainbows.

Hilde and Relena swooped in like merciless Moble Dolls and tied on the Girly Bibs of Doom around Duo and Heero's necks.

"There!" Relena pinched Heero's cheeks. "Now, you're ready, Heero-kun!"

"What do we do now, Wufei?" Quatre sputtered.

"We finish cleaning."

"But, what do we do about Trowa?"

"He's fine," Wufei reasoned.

"But, he's unconscious!"

"He'll wake up sooner or later."

Quatre sighed.

"It's feedin' time!" Hilde shouted like a sports announcer.

Relena's smile dropped; she fell silent. "Where are the spoons?"

"I don't need a spoon." Duo barked as he reached for the unreachable jar of baby food.

"I gave them to you, Relena."

"Come… to… papa!" Stretch, reach, arg.

"Yes, but then I gave them back to you when I went to get the bibs."

"Who cares about spoons!"

"No, you didn't."

"Just lemme use my fingers!"

"Yes, I did!"

"Heero, just kill me now."

"Mission accepted…"

"No wait!!!"

After placing Trowa's body in the bathtub, Quatre wiped away the last pile of foam. He turned to Wufei for approval. "Are we finished now?"

"And leave the floor slippery and wet for someone else to fall?" he scoffed. "I wish."

Quatre blinked. "… I'll go get the towels." He slowly backed up and retreated.

"No, you didn't!"

"I… can't… breathe, Heero!"

"Yes, I did!"

"Help!"

"No, you—!! Oh, wait, the spoons are right here on the table."

Everyone sweat-dropped.

Heero released Duo's braid and let him unravel it from around his neck.

"Thanks for nothing, Heero."

"Your welcome."

Quatre and Wufei shuffled across the floor on all fours with towels under their hands. Within minutes the floor was dry and all sparkly-like.

Wufei wrung the wet towel over the sink and faced Quatre. "There, now we're done."

Quatre sighed in relief. "Good." However, his expression changed when he took sight of Trowa in the bathtub, still out cold. "What should we do with Trowa?"

A/N: Lots more comin'! Please review! Share ur thoughts and stuff you'd like to see in the future. Duo and Heero won't be babies forever, so hurry and submit ur ideas! Thanks again! hugs reviewers