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MEANWHILE IN RUSSIA….
"Duo! Guess what times it is!"
Duo came barreling into the kitchen where Quatre and Trowa were cooking, "WAFFLE TIME!"
Quatre giggled as he plucked a waffle out of the waffle iron, and served it on a plate to Duo.
Heero wandered into the kitchen, armed with a cup of coffee, "we don't have time for waffles."
Duo glared at Heero, "Get over yourself, Heero, there's always time for waffles!"
Quatre gave Heero a concerned look, "Why do you say that Heero?"
"We have a mission."
"Yes, Heero" Quatre agreed diplomatically, "we all got the message."
Wufei going his fellow pilots in the kitchen, "mission?"
"Yeah," Duo affirmed through a mouth full of waffle, "where have you been?"
Wufei frowned, "Reverence for the gods delayed me."
"Sure.." Duo scoffed as Wufei took a seat.
"Is there a reason I was not offered waffles?"
"Wufei, would you like some waffles?"
"Yes. Please. Yuy, what's the assignment?"
"We're going to the former north America sector."
"What do we need to do?"
"J is nervous about a developing faction, but the leader goes by a code name."
"And we need to find the guy's identity?"
"Exactly."
"What information did J give us?"
"J has sifted out location details from this posts-"
"Posts?" Trowa looked up from his coffee.
"Yes" Heero scowled.
Wufei snickered, "A militant blogger?"
Heero cleared his throat and continued," We will pose as college students."
Duo crossed his fingers, "Please don't have a sucky uniform!!"
"Heero glared at his coffee, "There's no uniform."
"Sweet!" Duo howled, "What about midterms? Heero, tell me you hacked the school's server!"
Heero continued to glare at his coffee, "there are no midterms."
"Er?"
"There are no tests, there's no academic structure, it's some sort of training facility for hippies."
A teacup dropped with clank.
"Wufei!"
"What!"
Quatre grumbled, "damn" and collected his teacup off the floor.
"Is there a problem, Winner?"
"A whole school of hippies?" Quatre sounded nervous,
Heero nodded in confirmation, " the motto reads: you are different. So are we."
Quatre whimpered.
Duo sighed, "Oh I'm sure it'll be fine."
Heero glared, "Good. Our flight is in two hours."