Duo and Heero are once again enjoying a lunch together at a nice little café.
Heero took on an exasperated (also slightly whiny) tone as he describes to Duo his day so far.
"Ugh. Relena tried to hit on me again today. I don't know what to do, I've tried everything to let her know I'm not interested. "
Duo had a weird glint in his eye as he responded with, "Heero, you know what I call this type of women? You know, the type you can't get rid of. "
Heero didn't like that tone of voice, nor does he trust that twinkle in his eyes.
"Is this going to be really tasteless? Am I going to be ashamed to be your friend?"
Duo laughs good naturedly, and then said seriously.
"There's a technical term. Just a harmless expression."
Still not trusting him, but knowing that there is no way around it, Heero gives in.
"Alright, tell me."
"Unflushable, because they keep bobbing around."
"Go Duo, just go. GO. Don't look back. GO"
Author's note:
Yep, this conversation was totally from "The coupling."
For those of you wondering about what happened to the flying cars" theme of this fic, don't worry, I have a chapter planned that, eventually I will not be too lazy to write, that is related to that theme. Until then please enjoy the seemingly inane chapters that I am producing.