Ch 4.: Duo Maxwell- Into Black
Hilde never really spoke with the other pilots. She had on a few occasions exchanged a few words in polite conversation with Quatre, and once she jotted down ways to kill Wufei. It wasn't that Wufei was sexist, she was actually surprised that he wasn't he just didn't feel women should fight. Understandable, Duo had that same mentality; till she kneed him in a wrestling match and he tapped out. Duo claimed it was a dirty trick, but Trowa took Hilde's side and stated that she used Duo's 'disadvantage' as an opportunity and it was a fair win. Heero agreed and Hilde instantly liked them. But what Hilde didn't like was watching her Bad Girls of New England show one minute and the next choking on her soda, chip and guacamole as Duo's face splashed her screen in some deranged dance, like he was riding a horse accompanied by some old, very ancient song about Gangum, or was it Gundam, she wasn't very sure.
"Sunday Sunday SUNDAY!" Horror took over Hilde's face; she sat speechless as she watched the mattress commercial. Dark bubble carbonation dripped onto the cream carpet of her apartment. When she noticed later that evening she made sure to write it down that Duo would be cleaning up that mess, with his braid if need be!
Scantily clad women in teddies and other night time wear danced behind the God of Death, his braid whipping wildly, a buxom woman seating behind him on his mattress horse. Hilde distantly felt her eye twitching; the woman looked very similar to her other than the massive amount of silicone she had injected into her breast.
"Come on down to Maxwell's Mattress Emporium!" Hundreds of thousands of mattresses filled the screen, along with girls and Duo jumping on a few in a pillow fight. Duo turned to the camera smiling like a nerd who just got his first boob. Hilde knew that wasn't true but Duo looked like a complete idiot in his little black suit, white shirt, bow tie and that grin. Oh how Hilde wanted to beat Duo's face in, with a pillow made of iron and Gundanium.
Hilde as much as she wanted to change the channel so badly, the train wreak of mattresses, pillow stuffing and scantily clad women kept her stiff with astonishment. Duo was known to be slightly off, he wasn't as brooding as his friends and when he was, he quickly got out of that. It was a rather depressing state to be in, especially with Duo. Hilde was left to wonder – who hired Duo to do this stupid commercial?
As it came to an end, the wacky waving inflatable man in the background started attacking the girls and ultimately Duo was pinned under it. It rippled over him, pinning him to a mattress as the commercial came to an end, his abnormally girlish screech being the last thing before Bad Girls of New England returned.
It was a few seconds more before Hilde realized her show was back on. Coming out of her trance, she couldn't help but smirk and channeling Wufei for once she stood, stepping into the guacamole that had ended up on her floor. Not minding the mushy green goo for the time being, she thrust her fist in the air, smiled gleefully and cheered, "Justice!"
Oh yes, justice came and squashed Duo Maxwell like a small little bug, with its wacky waving inflatable hand of steel. Hilde hobbled past her bedroom and glanced in at the sleeping man in her bed. His arm was in a cast and his foot in a boot, maybe she would clean up the soda and guacamole stains in her carpet. Maybe. As she washed her foot off in the bathroom, an insistent knock was heard at her door. She hastily opened it taking a step back and welcoming Quatre into her apartment. The blonde smiled at her as he fixed his pressed suit.
"Is Duo around?"
Hilde nodded, "yea, but he's sleeping right now. You know, pain meds and all."
Quatre nodded and reached into his suit jacket, "this is for him." Hilde's eyes widened as a large stack of hundreds was placed in her hand. She looked up at Quatre; realization slapped her in the face like a pimp. Quatre's smile, while genuine it wasn't his normal bright and joyful one. It was one of a man who lost a bet fair and square.
"Please let Duo know that if he does ever decide to sell any type of mattress that my phones are blowing up with orders." Hilde nodded, slowly closing the door behind Quatre as he left. She looked back at the money in her hands and smiled. Duos little bet just sent them into the black. They could comfortably close the junk yard down and not have to worry about anything for quite a few years.
I love Hilde, she's just so awesome and I love that she shows concern for Duo. And while I don't agree with Frozen Teardrop, I love that these two where put together! Yay for Hilde and Duo! As Trowa happened to point out in episode 2 when he's fighting Quatre, yes groin kicks are open! Tro-tro fights dirty, real dirty. On another note, when I first heard Gangum Style I swore he was saying Gundam Style. It was my favorite song till I realized what he was saying; now I hate it.