Disclaimer: Do I honestly have to post this every chapter? Fine… I own nothing… well, I do own my computer, but that's definitely not equivalent to the Gundam SEED series.
A/N: I am so anxious to finish this story! You see, I have the perfect idea for an epilogue, and I can't wait to get it done. This 'challenge' doesn't involve much action, so for your amusement and mine, I've added in some more Miriallia torture. :Evil grin:
"Okay guys, you've had your fun, but we're leaving before you do anything you might really regret." Miriallia commanded, her tone leaving no room for argument.
"But Mir-chan!" Tolle whined, purposely using the nickname he knew she hated most.
"Tolle, if one more word comes out of that black hole you call a mouth, I swear you'll never be able to speak again." She said in the iciest voice she could muster.
"But I thought black holes sucked thing's-" He stopped when he saw the look she shot him.
"Your mouth sucks in food like there's no tomorrow." She cynically explained.
Sai had to admit, Miriallia did have a point. Tolle could eat almost anything that was put in front of him. It was actually really revolting sometimes. The speed and amount he ate added to the gross-factor.
Miriallia walked confidently in the direction of Tolle's car; sure she had won the argument. Unfortunately for her, she was oblivious to her friends evil plotting. Before she could blink, she was picked up and spun around to face the store, only to be carried in the direction of the entrance.
"Kira! What are you doing? TOLLE!" Her cries went unnoticed by her friends as she was carried towards the store. "Let me go!" She shrieked, struggling to get away from Kira's unrelenting grip.
"Aw, come on Mir." Tolle said, "We just want to have some fun, and you're ruining it. Where's the fun in that?"
"Fun isn't the point. Maturity is, and you seem to be lacking in that department." Miriallia countered, keeping her voice raised.
"Now, now, keep it down Mir. You don't want to make a scene, do you?" Tolle asked, almost as if he was scolding a small child. They were in the store now, and receiving some strange looks. Kira mumbled something about her injuring her ankle when they walked past.
"Kira!" Miriallia hissed, "Put me down right now!" He just ignored her, and placed her down in their base. Looking around, she noticed Tolle, Sai and Kuzzey were missing. "Where are-" Her question was answered when she felt something tugging at her wrists. "Wha?" She gasped in realization. Tolle was tying her wrists to the clothes rack. "Hey!"
"Now, we'll be continuing our fun. Feel free to call for help, but you'll have a fair bit of explaining to do to whoever finds you." Tolle grinned before kissing her lightly on the nose and exiting the rack.
"Tolle!" She whispered as loud as she dared. He was gone. "Kira? Sai? Kuzzey!" They had all left her there, tied to the bottom of a clothing rack. What if there was a fire and she couldn't get free? They were really pushing their luck this time. Miriallia would get her revenge. Oh yes, she would. She just had to figure out what it would be.
"Do you think we went a little far?" Kuzzey asked, getting nervous at the idea of an angry Miriallia.
"She'll get over it." Tolle assured. He would get in the most trouble. He always did, no matter what happened Miriallia always managed to put the most blame on him, but he honestly didn't care. It was worth it.
"I believe it's your turn, Kuzzey." Tolle changed the subject. "You get an easy one." Once they had gone over the plan, They split up, Sai, Kira and Tolle going back to Miriallia and Kuzzey going off to finish his assignment.
Kuzzey froze when a patch of bright yellow caught his eye. There it was, his ticket to pride. A wet floor sign. He had gotten off easy with this one. Hastily picking it up, he headed back to the base, but passed it and kept walking. Once he was a fair distance away, but still in the clothing department, he cleverly set it down and walked off.
The sales clerk was folding and hanging clothes, humming softly to himself when he tripped over something. Picking it up, he stared at it. What was a wet floor sign doing on a carpeted area?
A/N: I know, I know, I took a while to update, but I'll try to get these out faster now. The next one is going to be really amusing, and probably longer to.