Title: The Pack Llama
Characters: Gourry and Zelgadis
Pairings: none (very, very light A/Z and L/G if you reach while squinting with your head turned sideways)
Rating: G
Timeline: Sometime around Episode 3 of Revolution.
Summary: There were few things that would keep Gourry away from Lina... Shopping was one of them.
Tap, tap, tap.
"Gourry, would you stop that?" Zelgadis raised his head from the book he had been poring over, turning to send a glare at the blond swordsman across the room. Gourry jumped, lifting his hand from the desk.
"Sorry, I'm just bored," Gourry apologized, folding his hands in his lap.
"That's fine," Zelgadis shrugged and returned to his book.
Five minutes later, Gourry began tapping the desk again.
"Do you need something to do, Gourry?" Zelgadis sighed, abandoning his book.
"Nah, I'll just wait for the girls to get back."
"Why didn't you go with them?" Zelgadis wondered. "If you're so impatient-"
"They're shopping," Gourry informed him shortly.
Oh.
"Oh," Zelgadis said slowly. "I thought you liked to shop."
"I think Lina got a bunch of money from that last batch of bandits..." Gourry trailed off, shaking his head and frowning solemnly. "Nevermind, you wouldn't understand."
"What wouldn't I?"
"Well, Amelia probably thinks that making someone else carry her stuff would be 'against the code of justice' or something," Gourry shrugged. "Whenever Lina's shopping, the only thing I'm good for is carrying bags."
Zelgadis could very easily picture Lina forcing whoever was with her to carry enough bags to make a horse tip over. Suddenly, he was very glad that Amelia did thing forcing others to carry her bags was against the code of justice.
A/N: Written for a challenge on Livejournal that I never finished. Edited before posting here. I was thinking about Lina's money loving ways and how much it would suck to go shopping with her. She strikes me as the type of person that would make everyone else carry her bags... As to the title, during the Harry Potter 7 release party, we made our friends who didn't come in costume carry the stuff and referred to them as our "Pack Llamas" because we didn't want to call them mules.