Get Your Motor Running...Get Out on the Highway...

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Sorry that this chapter is so incredibly short. But it's more... humerous I suppose.

"Whooooooooooooooooo-ouch!" Dearka pulled his head back inside trailer window with a whimper. "A rock hit me in the forehead!" He jumped up and looked around for sympathy- and found none. Athrun was lounging on the couch listening to music with an utterly dazed expression coating his face, or what was visible of it around large aviator sunglasses. Kira was pretty much doing the same, except that he was laying down on top of the little table with his sunglassessliding downthe bridge ofhis nose. Yzak was currently raiding the mini fridge. And Nicol was staring out the window, watching the desert landscape pass by.

"Hello? I said that a -rock- hit me in the –face-!" He emphasized dramatically. Four heads simultaneously turned to look at him blankly.

"Maybe you shouldn't stick your head out the window, idiot." Yzak pointed out from behind a pile of junk food.

"You might want to put some ice on that bump. It's starting to swell." Nicol pointed at Dearka's forehead before turning back to look out the window. Athrun and Kira just shrugged and went back to their music, not having heard whatever Dearka was complaining about.

The blond scowled and stomped over to the couch. Four heads again turned to look at him. "Why do you guys keep doing that?" Dearka rolled his eyes and plopped onto the couch next to Nicol. Kira had since moved and now was sitting on the table with his back pressed against the window, so now Dearka could see across to Athrun. Who didn't seem all that inclined to talk at the moment. Yzak was…

"Yzak?"

"Waguwan?" Came the garbled reply from the back of the travel trailer. Dearka leaned into the aisle that ran down the length of the vehicle, trying to find the source of the voice. He caught a flash of platinum behind a box of Cheerios and a large bottle of Coca Cola. Dearka cocked an eyebrow.

"Uh… Yzak. What's with the junk food?" The small collection of food was pushed aside on the table. Yzak struggled to swallow a large mouthful of… something.

"Gah!" he gasped as it finally slid down. Slightly out of breath, he looked over at Dearka and grinned, "I didn't have dinner or breakfast-"

"Too busy picking out your clothes for the trip?" Dearka offered coyly.

"No!" Yzak's face flushed. "I was just too busy okay? Now, let's have some fun!"

Dearka grinned and threw a fist into the air. "Yeah! To the bridge!" The duo cheered and dashed to the 'central command' of the whole operation.

"Where they going?" Kira pulled out his ear piece and glanced over at Nicol, who looked up at him and grinned. "

They're going to go annoy Uzumi and Mwu up at the front."

"Hey guys.' Mwu waved at the two new arrivals on the 'bridge'. "What brings you to the navigation center?"

Yzak leaned against the wall and looked out the windshield. "Where are we now?" Dearka asked absently, his attention more on the schedule taped on the wall above Uzumi's head.

"We're about 50 miles north of LA. We still have to find our connection and then head east for about-" everybody jumped when Uzumi's phone began to ring, 'Dawn's Carriage.' He pulled it out of his back pocket and flipped it open. "Hello? Oh hello Lacus. Yes, 5:30 on Thursday you'll meet up with us to shoot. So how was your concert in the Big Apple? That's wonderful- oh, a concert in LA this weekend? So you're going to be able to meet up with us earlier? Alright, I'll tell everyone that you're going to meet up with us later tonight. Okay, you have a nice day too. Bye."

"Well everybody." Uzumi glanced up at Yzak and Dearka. "Looks like Miss Clyne will be joining us earlier than expected."

"What time?" Mwu asked after taking a sip of sprite and setting it back into the cup holder.

"Around 8 tonight. So in about 8 hours." Yzak and Dearka ambled back to the couches, leaving Mwu and Uzumi talking about how unusually cool the weather was.

"Hey guys! Lacus is joining up with us later tonight." Yzak and Dearka both plopped down onto the sofa with Nicol, unfortunately squishing the aforementioned against the window.

"Scoot over!" He squeaked as the entire side of his face was pressed against the glass.

"Oops." Dearka pushed Yzak off the couch. "Sorry Nicol."

"Sure." Nicol retorted coolly. He brushed stray peridot(1) locks away from his face and resumed gazing out the window.

"Crap Dearka, you could at least help me up!" Yzak growled as he pushed himself to his feet. Athrun and Kira exchanged knowing glances and turned their music up louder.

Yzak and Dearka began shouting and glaring and eventually grabbing pillows off the sofa. Which they promptly used to besiege each other with. While feathers flew and Yzak and Dearka prattled on, Nicol continued to stare out the window. A small smile quirked at the corner of his mouth. "It's Madness on the Mojave."

peridot(1)- It's a green gemstone.