ZT: Hey! It's me again!
IY: Well duh! Who else would it be.
ZT: Neko Starr.
IY: (Sweat drop) Oh right…
ZT: (Shakes Head) I don't own Gundam Wing. Enjoy!
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Dark Devotions- You should've seen some of the earlier versions. We're talking SUPER SAPPY! I took one glance at them and chucked them across the room! Hmm… I think there's still a brick wall in between the two, but it has a crack in it at least.
Gundam Gurl- A relation of Sai's? Well, we'll just have to find out, now won't we? You were missing a dollar? I thought I got everything from Bobo… (Glares at IY) Pup… (IY: Feh. (Chucks dollar at ZT)) Sorry about that. Hmm, the 30th? I'll see what I can do…
Calli Maxwell- (Duo: Stickers! (Grabs stickers) Mine mine mine! ) (Heero: (Glares and chases Duo) Those are MINE! Give them back!) 0.o Wasn't expecting THAT!
Fate Sucks
Chapter
"Well, this is it," Trowa said as he and Allison stepped out of a cab. They were standing in front of the pitched up circus tent Trowa calls home most of the time. Just as they finished unloading the cab, the familiar face of Trowa's guardian poked out of the tent.
"Trowa?" Catherine gasped, "Trowa! You're back!" She ran out to her "younger brother" and hugged him, "I'm so glad you're okay!"
"Why wouldn't I be?" he asked smoothly, hugging her back. He pulled away after a second and gestured to Allison, "Catherine, I would like you to meet Allison. Ally, this is my adoptive sister Catherine."
Allison and Catherine shook hands, "It is a pleasure to meet you," Allison said kindly.
Catherine smiled knowingly, "The pleasure's all mine."
Allison sat sipping some tea with Catherine as they watched Trowa practice a routine for the next night. "He is quite good…" Allison said as Trowa landed gracefully on a tightrope.
"Yeah, he definitely has a knack for it. Although, it still boggles my mind how he can do that with his clown pants on…" Catherine replied with a slight smirk. "So…how does Trowa know you anyway?" she asked.
"We go to school together," Allison answered.
Catherine raised an eyebrow in question, "That's all? Trowa doesn't usually just bring back school buddies…"
Allison's curiosity peaked, "Really? Where does he usually bring girls home from?"
Catherine grinned, "You tell me; you're the first one."
Allison fought down a blush at the comment. She quickly changed the subject, "I still have trouble seeing him as a clown. He is in a circus tent, he is doing the routines, yet I cannot see him wearing a clown costume."
"I have the exact same trouble at times." Both girls looked at the boy who had been the topic of their discussion as he walked over to them. "Ally, do you happen to have some of those tricks with you?" Trowa asked.
Allison blinked, "My cards and such? I never leave without them."
"Want to play with them in the center ring? I'm sure Catherine would love to see," he asked.
Catherine gasped, "You didn't tell me you're a magician! Yes, show me!"
Allison nodded, "Okay."
Catherine watched in awe as Allison did an act similar to the one she had done for Quatre, Trowa, and Claire. She was a pro! Apparently Catherine wasn't the only one to think so; Catherine had the feeling that someone was behind her. When she turned around, the whole circus cast was watching! Allison finished off with a duel performance with Trowa. The whole crowd applauded.
"That was splendid!" the ringleader exclaimed (forgot his name! Ack!). "You would be an excellent addition to the show! What do you say?"
"I am sorry sir, but I already have a job which I love very much. I am just here on a break," Allison explained.
"I understand. However I would like to see you and Trowa do that last act again; you two make quite a pair on the stage!" the ringleader said.
Trowa looked at Allison, "I don't mind, do you?"
Allison shook her head, "Not at all."
Later that evening, Catherine heard some noises from the tent as she prepared for bed. Thinking it was an intruder, she crept up to the entrance, grabbing a shovel along the way. Peeking inside, she gasped at what she saw. Trowa and Allison were there. And Trowa was…laughing. She had only seen Trowa laugh that one time when he was with Heero…
She smiled as she watched the two. They were fooling around with some of Allison's tricks, making duel performances. Trowa figured out how her smoke worked and was chasing her around with it, saying something about revenge being sweet. She watched as Allison smirked and blew Trowa a kiss, pink smoke coming from her gloved hand. When it cleared she was gone. Trowa looked around confused until some purple smoke surrounded him. When it cleared, Catherine found him holding Allison princess style.
"And that'll get you anywhere in this tent?" Trowa asked, obviously bringing something up that Catherine had not been around to hear about.
Allison nodded, "Well, if you figure my parents designed it to go from colony to colony…"
He set her down, "How about we try something bigger?"
"Like what? Design a finale?" Allison asked. Trowa nodded. "…Sure," Allison said after a pause. With that, the two began to work, completely unaware of their now two-person audience and the plans they were scheming…
The next night, Trowa prepared to go on stage for his duel performance with Catherine. He was dressed in his costume, mask on, knew his part… However there was one small problem…
Allison ran up to him, "I still cannot find Catherine anywhere!"
Trowa rubbed his temples, "Where could she be? It's not like her to miss a-"
"Sorry I'm late!" They looked up to see Catherine running up, breathless and not in her costume.
"Are you okay?" Allison asked in concern, seeing the breathless girl.
"Yeah, just running a little late today…" she replied.
Trowa was not convinced. He felt her forehead, "Catherine, you're burning up!"
"Just a fever," she protested.
Allison shook her head, "No way; I saw the act you are supposed to do! You are not going on right now."
Catherine looked like she was going to protest, but then thought better of it, "Fine."
The ringleader came back to see what was going on, "You two are next! Catherine, why are you not dressed?"
"She's ill," Trowa stated, "She's not going on."
The ringleader blinked in surprise, "Ill? What are we going to do? I can get a replacement for the next act, but you two are the finale as well! What are we going to do?"
"…Why not have Ally take my place?" Catherine asked.
Allison blinked in surprise, "What?"
"I caught a glimpse of your little act last night. It would be perfect for the finale," Catherine explained.
"Well…I don't know…" Allison hesitated.
"Please? We need you!" Catherine begged.
Allison took a deep breath, "Okay."
The ringleader sighed with relief, "Okay, now that that's settled, I have to announce the change of plans. Catherine, show Allison to the dressing room."
"Actually Catherine," Allison said, "I think I have something that could work…"
"Very nice!" Catherine exclaimed, looking at the costume on Allison. It was a green body suit with a short gold skirt attached. Stars glittered up and down her arms and on the skirt. Another small star glittered next to her right eye. Glittering green high-heeled boots adorned her feet. Her hair was up in a bun with some hair spilling out to her shoulders. Stars glittered in her hair as well.
"Not bad…" Allison commented, inspecting herself in the mirror, "Will it work?"
"It will work perfect! I'm gonna have Trowa put some of these stars on as well, just so you two match a little better," Catherine said, going off to find the young man.
Allison looked at herself in the mirror again. An image of a woman who looked very similar to her in the same costume replaced her own image. Allison's eyes darkened slightly, 'Mom…'
Flashback
"Mom! Why can you not take life more seriously?" a twelve year old Allison asked her mother in exasperation. She had gone outside to see if her mother needed help hanging up the clothes to dry and whatdid she find? Her mother using the clothes line as a tight rope!
Her mother smiled sheepishly, "Sorry, dear." She jumped down, "I guess it's hard to let go of some things...I miss the entertainment business."
"You and dadhaven't worked with a circus since beforeI was born! You've had YEARS to let it go! And do I have to remind you what your's and dad's current profession is?" Allison pointed out.
"No, you don't. I know perfectly well that my job calls for anything but fun and games," she looked at her daughter with a smirk, "And that's what makes our family all the more deadly. Who would think that we hide our weapons in our hobbies?"
Allison rolled her eyes, "If I EVER took up the family business, a handgun would work fine, thank you very much."
Her mother shrugged, "Hey, I won't push you any which way. Disown us and become a pacifist if that is what you wish. Become the most dangerous killer around if THAT is what you wish! Either way, know your father and I support your choice."
"Whatever." Allison walked towards the house. She stopped, "Just so you know, I don't know what I'm gonna do," she turned to her mom, "But I'll be damned if it has anything to do with you."
"Ally?" Allison gasped as Trowa's voice cut through her thoughts, "You okay?"
Allison nodded, "Yeah, just a little nervous…I'm ready."
"Ladies and Gentlemen! For our final performance this evening, we give you a special treat. For this one night only, we give you the amazing acrobatics of our wonder clown (What the heck is his stage name? Bozo?) and the magical wonders of the talented Sparkling Star!" the ringleader announced from the center of the ring as the crowd burst into applause.
An explosion of blue smoke surrounded the ringleader. A second later, a firework outlined like a star exploded right above it. Trowa flipped out of the smoke and through the center of the firework before landing in front of the smoke. He turned towards the smoke with his left hand outstretched to it. The smoke instantly turned pink and part like the red sea as Allison walked out and accepted his hand.
" 'Sparkling Star'?" Trowa asked as the crowd applauded.
"My mom's stage name," Allison replied through a smile to the crowd.
She pulled one of the stars from her hair and threw it up, it exploded into confetti and four doves flew out. Two landed on Allison's hands. The other two sat on Trowa's head. The crowd chuckled slightly as Allison feigned a face that said "oops". Trowa shooed the birds away. Allison grabbed four eggs off his head. The crowd laughed some more. Trowa took the eggs from Allison and started juggling them. Allison looked unimpressed. She looked at the crowd and shook her head. She snapped her fingers. Once. Four eggs went to six. Twice. Six eggs went to eight. Thrice. Trowa was now juggling ten eggs! The crowd applauded loudly. Allison clapped her hands and a hat popped up. Trowa tossed her the eggs and she caught them in the hat. She tossed the hat around a bit before reaching in it. She seemed to have trouble pulling something out. She reached her arm further and further into the hat. Finally, she handed it to Trowa and shoved both her arms all the way down into the hat. She pulled her arms out, and was holding a big black rabbit. The crowd applauded.
Trowa tossed the hat aside and scooped Allison up into his arms. There was a puff of pink smoke. When it cleared, Trowa was just holding the rabbit. The crowd laughed and applauded at the same time. There was a small puff of white smoke and the rabbit turned into a white dove. It flew up near the high wire. Trowa did a flip and landed on the high wire. Smoke surrounded Trowa and when it cleared, he was holding Allison. All the doves flew behind the two and exploded into a frenzy of fireworks. The crowd roared with delight.
Catherine and the ringleader watched from offstage. "They're really good," Catherine grinned.
The ringleader nodded, "Yes but you should go put that heat pad back on your head, otherwise they will not be pleased if they knew you fooled them into doing the performance."
Allison blushed as Trowa picked a rose up off the ground and handed it to her, 'Mom, I'm taking after you after all...'
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