A.N~ Okay, I promised Trowa a speaking part in this chapter, so we'll see how it goes…and you should know the drill by now with these things …
Chapter 4- Some Fun In The Kitchen
"Uncle Heero!" Duo's annoying voice resounded through the long hallways of Quatre's expansive mansion no it is not a spelling error, it is meant to say expansive, just like I put it… if you don't know what it means, look it up in the ff.net dictionary- Ctrl + D is it? Can't remember lol... anyway, on with the story…, looking for Heero. Heero groaned. He was lying on his bed with an enormous headache and wet cloth positioned on his forehead to hopefully soothe the pain. He was trying to get some rest after hours on end of the Wiggles marathon with Duo and Quatre. Now he was seeing purple dinosaurs dance across the sky. He closed his eyes and almost drifted off to sleep. "Uncle Heero!"
"What is it?" Heero growled. Chibi Duo toddled into the room with nose guard, finger cast, fluro pink t-shirt and all… the sight of him did not help Heero's headache any. "What do you want Duo?"
"Me hungry," Duo pointed at his stomach
"So, what do you want me to do about it?" Heero snapped. "Go get yourself something to eat!"
"But worms taste boring after awhile and Dr. Po says that it wasn't good for me," Duo giggled. Heero sighed in exasperation and closed his eyes again in an effort to make Duo go away. No such luck…
"Uncle Heero! Uncle Heero! Wake up!" Duo rushed over to the bed and started jumping on Heero's stomach again.
"Oof! Get off you stupid baka!" Heero violently pushed Duo off the bed. Duo fell backwards off the bed and would have hit the ground were it not for a nimble little acrobat boy going by the name of…
"Trowa! You saved me! Thank you, my bestest best friend!" Duo squealed as he still sat in Trowa's outstretched arms and squeezed him around the neck so tightly that Heero could almost see Trowa's face changing colour. Trowa let Duo drop to the floor and walked over to where Heero was lying.
"You should provide food for us- if we died, you would be held responsible," Trowa stated simply yay! Trowa said something finally!
Dammit, Heero thought, I would just love it if you guys would just drop dead right now! It would at least give me a moment to enjoy the peace that I fought a whole frickin' war for…
"Excuse me?" Trowa jolted him from his thoughts. Duo had picked himself up off the ground (sort of) and attached himself to Trowa's leg.
"Trowa's my best buddy! He saved my life!" Duo squealed again and again.
"You should really provide us with some sort of substance to sustain us through the night," Trowa repeated, raising an eyebrow a little.
"All right! All right! Just stop bugging me!" Heero yelled, sitting up and clutching his head with both hands. He stood up and marched out to the kitchen to see what there was to cook (he figured he had spent enough money that day to drain his paycheck for about 3 months or more). Trowa walked out after him, or tried, being weighed down with Duo and all. In the end, he gave up and dragged Duo along on the floor. Duo didn't seem to mind if it meant being with his "hero".
Quatre was in the kitchen and had already laid out the ingredients he could find in the kitchen.
"We have rice, onions, egg, chicken and some random herbs and spices," Quatre told him. "I guess that means we're making fried rice?"
"Yeah, whatever," Heero muttered, willing to do almost anything to get them off his back and have a moment's peace. After this, he would have to pay Dr. J a "surprise" visit…
"First you have to cook the rice," Quatre instructed him
"If you're so smart, then why don't you do it?" Heero snapped at him.
"I'm too short and I am only five years old… I can't handle cooking tools," Quatre explained. Heero sighed. He was trapped… there was nothing he could do… for now… Duo and Trowa sat at the table opposite each other, Duo finally letting go of Trowa's leg. Now Duo was imitating everything that Trowa did. When Trowa put his head in his hands, Duo did the same, when Trowa began playing with his fringe then Duo began doing the same almost immediately. Oh well, they say that imitation is the sincerest form of flattery…
"There," Heero flipped on the rice cooker switch after putting a pot of rice inside to cook. After about 5 minutes, the room filled with a thick grey smoke
"Quatre," Heero coughed, "is there meant to be this much smoke?"
"No, not usually!" Quatre choked out barely. "Did you remember to put water into the pot of rice to allow it to boil?"
"Damn!" Heero swore mildly and made his way over to the smoke- emitting cooker. Releasing the catch on the lid, he opened it and was greeted by another rush of hot smoke. It filled the room and triggered the smoke alarm system, which was connected to a ceiling sprinkling system which Quatre had installed to be prepared for anything else that could happen at one of Duo's parties. In 5 minutes, not only was the rice burnt and a shrill annoying sound piercing their eardrums, but they were also completely drenched. Who knew all this could come out of trying to cook rice? Extremely pissed off, his headache aggravated by the lack of oxygen in the room and the annoying pitch of the smoke alarm, Heero slammed the pot of rice down onto the table, right on poor Duo's finger. Duo gave a little yelp of pain but wasn't heard over the chaos. Drawing his gun from beneath the apron that Quatre made him don on for "safety reasons", Heero let off a couple of well-aimed shots. The first one took out the sprinkler system and the second and third put the smoke alarm out of commission. They stood and sat there in silence for a moment and the smoke began to thin out.
"Maybe we should get started on the chicken," Quatre suggested tentatively, breaking the silence after a while. Heero gritted his teeth together in frustration.
"Let's go and change first, then we'll talk about what to do all right?" he growled, storming out of the room, his chocolate brown hair plastered to his skull, making him look a lot older than he actually was. Slamming his foot down hard on every step on the way up in frustration, Heero finally made it to his room, which happened to be on the top floor of the mansion and 50 steps up. Needless to say, not only were Heero's ears and head hurting but now his feet were pretty much giving him shit too. He cursed and slammed the door after him and began to take his sopping wet clothes off. He pulled his singlet off over his head and squeezed it dry out the window. As he sifted through his wardrobe for another shirt to wear, his room door opened with a slight creak. Heero's super alert senses picked up the noise and the movement and he spun around top-half naked, to face a very wide-eyed Duo.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Duo squealed and hid behind the door, covering his eyes.
"Get out!" Heero almost yelled. "Get out and go change!"
"Yes sir," Duo replied meekly and made a quick exit. Heero rolled his eyes and pulled out a simple white t-shirt to wear for now until his green singlet could dry. He began to make his way downstairs and bumped into Trowa... who had somehow managed to grow his fringe about another 10 or so inches in the last 10 minutes… wait a minute... what was that strapped to his face and the cast around his finger? "Trowa" turned around to face Heero
"Uncle Heero, you should watch where you're going!" he squealed.
"Huh?" Heero stared into his violet eyes… didn't Trowa use to have green eyes? Suddenly the realization hit him.
"Duo Maxwell!" Heero grabbed Duo's shoulders and began shaking him. "Why are you dressed like Trowa? Dammit, you've even got your hair gelled like his!"
"He is my hero!" Duo explained proudly. "I wanna be just like him!"
"Duo!" Heero growled but gave up arguing with him, deciding it wasn't worth it and made his way down to the kitchen to mop it up. Trowa walked out of his room, putting the final touches on his intricate hairdo with his faithful can of hairspray. He looked up and the spray can clattered to the floor as he released it in surprise when he saw an exact mirror image of himself standing in front of him. Well almost... his hair was a lot longer than his was, and it wasn't properly shaped and styled... his "mirror" image also had violet eyes…
"Duo," Trowa asked, "why are you dressed like me with hair like me?"
"Because you're my hero and I wanna be just like you because you saved my life!" Duo squealed and immediately took on the look that Trowa usually had on his face… that impassive, placid one… it did NOT suit him…
Trowa blanched totally and a massive sweat drop slowly dropped down his forehead.
"Come here, my hero!" Duo went to go hug Trowa but only got armfuls of air as Trowa quickly somersaulted onto the banister with his acrobatic skill and slid down. Duo tried to follow him and Quatre, who was carefully toweling his hair, winced as he heard a nasty crack sound as Duo landed on the banister and knew where he had landed. Duo fell off the banister in mortal pain, clutching the area that hurt.
"Duo are you all right?" Quatre asked, shocked as he ran over to his "fallen friend"
"Yeah, I'm fine," Duo said through his teeth, which he had clenched in pain.
"Okay," Quatre shrugged and walked down the stairs to see if Heero needed any help
"Ahhh…Quatre… help me…" Duo moaned from where he lay motionless in pain, at the top of the stairs.
A.N~ I thought that chapter was kinda weird… I dunno…. You review and tell me lol… well I hope you enjoyed it anyway… I stayed up till 11:45pm doing this!!!
