Miss Anthrope and miss Silly goose don't never have owned Gundam wing, nope indeedy.
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Ch 2 The Restaurant
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Heero decided to don more comfortable clothing for his extensive research. As he pulled
on his ever beloved spandex shorts and green shirt he realized with horror that something was
wrong. He couldn't tuck his shirt into his shorts because it wasn't long enough, and his shorts
were considerably shorter then they had been last time he wore them.
"Darn!!" He exclaimed in real sadness. "I knew I shouldn't have put them in the dryer,
they must have shrunk."
He sighed and put on a normal pair of pants and shirt. He felt an odd breeze around his
ankles. He looked down, there was a large gap between his feet and the hem of his pants.
"They must have shrunk too."He considered a short mission for new clothes.
"No, I don't have time for that." He stated to himself and sat down to study the manual.
Dear diary, allow me to introduce myself, my name is Relena. I am 16 years old today.
"This manual is outdated" Heero mused, "still it may prove useful."
My favorite color is magenta, my favorite food is strawberry shortcake, and I like
peace...
Knock, Knock, "Hey Heero, you in there? " The door swung open, "Hey there you are, let's go
get something to eat, I'm starving. Hey I'm talking to you!"
"I'm busy." said Heero unconcernedly.
"Yeah, sure, whatever. Come on, you can bring your book with you." .
Heero decided it would be easier to go than deal with the intruder.
"Ok, lets go."
"Nice outfit" Duo said laughing.
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"Watch your head Heero." Said Duo as they entered the restaurant. Heero observed his
friend enter with a good space between his head and the doorframe, and decided the advice was
irrelevant as the two of them were the same height. He confidently walked forward therefore, and
hit his head.
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"Hey look it's Trowa! Hi there, mind if we join you?" Duo asked good naturedly.
"Suit yourself." Trowa replied.
Duo sat down opposite Trowa, Heero opted to take the empty space beside him. As he sat
down Heero painfully banged his knees on the table. A little confused, he surveyed his friends
sitting comfortably beside and across from him.
"Odd."He thought, and decided to return to his book.
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As Heero tried to focus on each precious word of the manual, he suddenly became aware
of an annoying obstruction to his sight. Every few seconds a shadow would flit across the page
and get in the way of his view. He gradually became aware that it was hair. Whenever Trowa
turned his head, his hair would fall directly in Heero's line of vision. Heero quickly began to
formulate a plan. He picked up a steak knife.
"Trowa, your hair is obstructing my mission. I will remove all obstacles." Heero grabbed
Trowa's bangs and sawed them off with the steak knife. Trowa blinked.
"Okay. They were kind of annoying me anyway. I just thought that everyone liked
them."
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A young Chinese man entered the restaurant, a trailing child in tow.
"I want a piggy back!"
"That is because you are weak." Said the man.
"Hey Wufei!." Shouted Duo.
"I do not associate with people who waste their time drinking milkshakes in roadside
diners." Said Wufei.
"I want a milkshake!" Shrilled the child
"That too is a sign of your weakness child." Said Wufei.
Wufei and the child sat down at the table beside Duo.
"Waiter!" He said to the empty air next to the table. A waiter appeared.
"Waiter, I require a bowl of strawberry flavored ice cream, one glass of milk, and two
straws."
"I want root beer! I want french fries! I want a candy bar!" Said the child. Wufei looked
at it with disdain. Heero looked up from his book at the child.
"It is unwise to consume only french fries, candy bars, and root beer. It hampers
movements, and may cause abdominal distress." He returned to his book.
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The ice cream etc. arrived. Wufei immediately began the process of smashing the ice
cream into mush, adding milk, and inserting the straws. He and the child then began to consume
the finished product somewhat noisily. Duo looked rather incredulously disgusted. Trowa
observed without noticeable expression. Heero continued studying the manual.
"Hey Heero, what are you reading anyway?" Duo snatched the book from Heero.
Heero growled.
"Miss Relenas...DIARY!! What're ya doing with that!! You can't just steal Relena's
diary! You have to take it back!"
"What's all this fuss?" A calm voice broke in. "Is it this book?" He took it from Duo and
opened it.
"Miss Relena's...DIARY!!! You stole my sisters diary!!" Milliardo grabbed Duo by
the collar and pulled him from the booth.
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"Wait...I...it wasn't..." Sputtered a poor battered Duo. Milliardo walked off with the diary
satisfied as Heero calmly watched.
"Darn!" Heero muttered "I still had 7 pages left."
"Hey...aren't you gonna help me...how come you let him beat me up?" Duo asked
pathetically. Heero offered no explanation as he helped Duo up.
Wufei and child continued to consume the non milkshake, while Trowa contemplated the
world no longer blinded by his bangs. Heero watched Milliardo's retreating form.
"Operation manual retrieval" he muttered to himself as he helped Duo to his quarters.
"Watch your head." Duo said weakly.
"Your doorframe is exactly 6' 3 and 7/8", this warning is irrelevant to me." Heero replied
confidently.
"Yeah, whatever" Duo said as Heero's head met with the doorframe yet again. Heero
looked truly confused as a large bruise began to bloom on his forehead.
"Why have you reconstructed your doorway?" Heero demanded of his friend.
"What're you talking about?" Duo replied.
"Your door frame is shorter then it was last week."
A movement caught Heero's eyes. The distant Milliardo entered a grocery shop.
"Operation manual retrieval" Heero said once more as he ran in the direction of the shop.