Here we go as I promised...let the ass kicking begin! And for all those Kingdom Hearts fans out there who likes the pairing Riku/Sora...look at this. I cried when I saw it http/ burst through the door like someone was dying. It was quite funny actually...the way she just kicked it, of course I couldn't see it...but I could damn well imagine it. Wonder if Fei got a nosebleed? I mean there has to be some peakage with those kind of skirt. I would have laughed at Une...but if I had laughed at her, she would have kicked my ass. That's just Une for ya. I watched her take in the state of the two men on the couch. No doubt she was gauging what kind of medical state they were in. She looked between them and us...and put two and two together.
"Good job Maxwell, Barton. I would assume that you were the ones who brought them down?" She asked. Smart woman...always had to give her credit for that.
"Yup. Good thing you got here on time. I was about to question them myself." I answered. I didn't bother to sugarcoat the truth or lie to her. Hell, she would have done the same in my position.
"Well it's a good thing I ignored the speed limit then. Though I think Chang left his stomach back in Brussels."
I about fell over...Lady Une had a sense of humor? And not only that...she picked on Wu-bear! I was beginning to like this woman more by the minute.
"What are you gonna do with these two?"
"Well," Une started as she walked up to them, "we'll have to get them some sort of medical attention. And then we get information outta them."
"I like it in the reverse order. If you offer them medical treatment...then maybe they'll spill...but the chances are low for that. Just torture 'em, so that way if they die, you wouldn't have wasted your money on medical bills." I reasoned with her.
Une thought about it for a moment. Then an evil glint entered her eyes. Oh shit...these guys were as good as dead. That glint in Une's eyes only appeared when she was thinking something horrible. And trust me I would know. But I can still tease the bad guys.
"If I were you guys...I would spill the beans. When Une gets that look...it means big trouble for whoever she's pissed at." I couldn't help myself. These guys looked like they were about to shit their pants.
"Alright we'll talk. But only to Lady Une and the Preventor with her. We don't talk to civilians." Big, fat, ugly said. Well they were both kinda fat...but this one looked like a pig. Kinda like that pig man from an old Earth cartoon called Captain Planet.
I nodded my head to let her know that their offer was acceptable. I mean if what they tell Une can get my little girl back...then hell, I'll do it. And I know Wufei feels the same. He'll get these bastards to talk.
"You can use the basement. I have some...equipment down there you use Une." I told the crazy lady.
"There better be nothing illegal down there Maxwell." She gave the Scary Lady Une Look. You know...the one that is worse than Heero's Death Glare. Yea, it's that bad.
"Shouldn't be...but if there is...oh well...I'll let you use it free of charge." I joked.
"Chang...grab the prisoners and bring them with you. This might not take too long." Une ordered Wu-babe.
We all watched in silence as Wufei helped the injured men down the stairs. And we all tensed up when the basement door was shut. Somehow I knew the men weren't gonna talk as easily as they said they would.
"So...who's up for some poker?" Quatre asked to break the silence.
"Sorry Quat...there's no way I'm playing poker with Tro-man. He'll win every time." I answered.
"Then what are we supposed to do? Sit here and twiddle our thumbs? I can't deal with that. We need to find something to do...I know exactly what we should do!" And in a flash the blond was off. Whatever he had in mind wasn't good. I looked over at Trowa and he just shrugged his shoulders. He made his way over to me and brushed his shoulder against mine.
It was his way of comforting me without risking Heero's wrath. In a fight between the two of them...it would be close. I seriously don't know who would win. I mean Heero was trained as a soldier and all...but Trowa was raised mostly by mercenaries. The two would be evenly matched.
Quatre came back with some liqour in his arms. My brain was trying to wrap a thought around that.
"Uh...Q-bert...what are you doing with my good liquor?"
"We're gonna play a drinking of truth or shoot!" He beamed. I did not like the sound of this game.
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Ha! Another cliffhanger! If I get say 5 reviews I'll update tonite. If not...I'll update Friday. - Have fun! And if anyone wants to be my beta...please let me know. I need one bad!