Heero Yuy...Uncovered
I don't own
"No. Absolutely not." snarled Heero
"But why not?" asked Duo
" I don't like it "
"It'll be fun" insisted Quatre
"So says you, " Heero snapped
"Are you a weak sissy onna boy?" teased Wufei
"Omae o korosu" replied Heero
"Now now" Trowa scolded "You're in no position to argue"
"Just sit back and relax" Duo grinned.
Heero tested the chains holding him captive on the bed.
Finding no apparent weaknesses, he decided to at least hear them out.
"Please?" begged Quatre blinking the puppy eyes of doom
"No"
"Fine.. But tell me why" insisted Duo
" Its too cliché" Heero pouted
"You don't like it because it's cliché?" asked Wufei
"It's been over used" Heero responded
"But its a classic"
"And I'm tired of it, I want something new"
"All righty then" Duo rubbed his hands together "No whipped cream, check, what else do we got?"
The Gundam pilots looked at each other.
Trowa crossed the room and began rummaging through the mini-fridge.
"Yogurt"
"No, too much bacteria"
"Apple sauce" offered Quatre; he joined Trowa on his search of the fridge.
"Not enough left" Trowa replied.
"Blueberry preserves" cheered Duo
"Not after last time!" Yelled Heero
"Salad dressing?" suggested Trowa
"I like ranch" Heero mused
"Sorry" Quatre apologized "all we have is French"
"Damn"
"Honey" mentioned Wufei
"Too sticky, besides these sheets are satin...black satin...do you know what honey does to black satin? No..You don't do you Wufei? You never do the laundry " Quatre begin ranting loudly about detergents
What does honey do to black satin anyway" Heero asked
"Relish?" supplied Trowa
"Ketchup" replied Quatre having recovered from his rant.
"Mustard" yelled Duo.
Do I look like a hotdog to you?" growled Heero
"Well" Wufei smirked
"Shut up Chang!" Heero hissed
"What about Honey-butter" Wufei offered.
"Nah, too much cholesterol I'm watching my figure" declined Heero
"It is fattening, isn't it" piped Quatre, popping a spoonful into Trowa's mouth.
Duo turned to Wufei "What is it with you and Honey?"
Wufei just shrugged.
"Syrup?" asked Quatre
"Can't I'm allergic" Heero frowned
The pilots sighed dejectedly
"What about Chocolate?" Wufei suggested
"It's too sweet and it smears"
Quatre looked as if he's going to rant again.
"Well what do we got left? "Duo groaned.
"Peanut butter and jelly" Quatre considered
"No that will stick to the roof of your mouth" answered Heero
"Hot sauce" laughed Trowa
"Are you insane that will "burn" the roof of your mouth" sighed Duo
Wufei looked around "We have some Campbell's soup left"
"Mmm Mmm good" smiled Quatre
When you do that, you scare me Quatre "Heero replied.
"That's it!" Duo cheered
"What?" The pilots asked
"Ice cream! Its classic and its good."
"We don't have any ice cream." Trowa replied
"What No ice cream? Sacrilege! How is that possible? "
"You ate it last night" Quatre shrugged
"But, but no refrigerator is complete without ice cream"
Duo began sobbing and bemoaning the loss of such a beautiful thing.
Wufei yanked his braid "Snap out of it Maxwell!"
"Can I make a suggestion" asked Heero.
"Of course you can, you've always had a choice." Quatre smiled.
Duo wiped his eyes "what do you want to be covered in?"
"... Kisses..."
The pilots looked to each other and then to Heero.
Smiling wickedly they advanced in concert towards the bed.
"That'll work"
With that said, they pounced.
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