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Sep. 12th, 2004 09:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
eirenicalI'm going home! 6 hours 'til taxi time and 10 hours 'til flight time! *massive excited chibi bouncing happening here* And in honor of the massive excitement that is currently preventing me from packing my second suitcase or doing anything else otherwise productive... *deep breath* ...some silly fic. ^_^ Enjoy!
Short explanation: This is a short scene that could have been plucked from the future depths of my Slayers/Gundam Wing fic. ^_^ I may even use it. There aren't really any spoilers for the fic. This is more of a "what could happen when the G-boys start experimenting with magic". ^_^
"You know," Duo commented philosophically, "I never really liked that safehouse, anyway."
Quatre groaned and buried his head in Trowa's chest. Trowa patted his back absentmindedly as he responded, "That doesn't excuse it."
Duo wrapped one arm around his chest and tapped one finger from his other hand against his lips, "Well... no, I suppose you're right. It doesn't. But it's going to take some time for him to gain control. And until then..." He shrugged, "These things will happen, you know."
Wufei spluttered, "You mean we can expect this to happen again???"
Duo chuckled, "Quite likely. But you never know. He never ceases to amaze me with everything else... Maybe he'll be a quicker study than most...?"
At Quatre's withering look, Duo obligingly, well, withered, "Eh-heh... Then again, maybe not. He's never really done this sort of thing before, has he?"
Quatre moaned again and tucked his head firmly against Trowa. He muttered, "And who exactly thought this was a good idea?"
When no one raised their hands, three pairs of eyes turned to stare at Duo. He threw his hands up in assumed innocence, "Hey, don't look at me! I was against this, too, remember?"
Trowa frowned, "Well, one of us is going to have to go get him." The protective glare in his eyes and the tightening of his arms around the Arabian pilot in his arms made it clear that the "one" would not be he or Quatre. Wufei's equally angry glare spoke volumes for his own opinion of the situation.
Duo sighed, "Well... he is my roommate..."
Three heads nodded in agreement.
Duo rolled his eyes heavenward, "It really isn't my fault, guys."
Three equally disbelieving looks bore into his eyes.
Duo pouted, "I don't even know how this whole mess started, for crying out loud!"
Wufei growled, "We don't care, Maxwell! Just go fetch him before he does anymore damage!"
Duo finally threw his hands up into the air in resignation, "I give up! I'll go get him. But you three owe me." And with that parting shot, Duo turned on his heel, braid whipping out behind him, and stalked away.
A deafening silence settled over the clearing once Duo was away. Trowa broke it with a quiet cough, "So... I think we all know that Duo was telling the truth when he said that he wasn't responsible. This may be his style, but shamanist magic isn't exactly his forte..."
Quatre blinked innocently up at his lover, "What exactly are you implying, Trowa?"
Wufei frowned, "Trowa has a very good point. If Heero were throwing 'Dragon Slave's around, then Duo would be the most likely suspect... but I don't believe that even Duo's expanded knowledge includes the 'Rah Tilt'."
Trowa finished the thought for him, "So someone else must have taught Heero."
Both pairs of dark eyes turned to meet Quatre's bright blue ones. The blond backed up out of Trowa's protective embrace and gave them both an embarassed little smile, "Well... it seemed like a good idea at the time?"
Two groans met his query, groans which quickly turned into laughter as off in the distance they heard Duo's frantic yells -- "No, Heero! Not that way! There's a Mazoku town that way!" -- Heero's satisfied "Rah Tilt!" and a rather impressive-sounding explosion. However, Duo's subsequent round of cursing and "Damn it, Heero! Who the hell taught you to levitate???", sobered them all rather quickly.
Trowa and Wufei's widened eyes met and fell on fell on Quatre. Quatre coughed delicately into his hand and offered, "It seemed like a good idea at the time?"
Wufei smacked his forehead. Trowa covered his mouth to hide his smile. Quatre tried to look innocent and, for once, failed miserably. Trowa finally cleared his throat and began to herd Quatre towards the horses, "Perhaps the most prudent course of action would be to simply not be here when Duo and Heero return."
Wufei smirked as he followed them, "Trowa... I couldn't have put it better myself."
And in the distance, "No!! Heero don't try to cast th--"
"Dragon Slave!!"
Boom.
Short explanation: This is a short scene that could have been plucked from the future depths of my Slayers/Gundam Wing fic. ^_^ I may even use it. There aren't really any spoilers for the fic. This is more of a "what could happen when the G-boys start experimenting with magic". ^_^
"You know," Duo commented philosophically, "I never really liked that safehouse, anyway."
Quatre groaned and buried his head in Trowa's chest. Trowa patted his back absentmindedly as he responded, "That doesn't excuse it."
Duo wrapped one arm around his chest and tapped one finger from his other hand against his lips, "Well... no, I suppose you're right. It doesn't. But it's going to take some time for him to gain control. And until then..." He shrugged, "These things will happen, you know."
Wufei spluttered, "You mean we can expect this to happen again???"
Duo chuckled, "Quite likely. But you never know. He never ceases to amaze me with everything else... Maybe he'll be a quicker study than most...?"
At Quatre's withering look, Duo obligingly, well, withered, "Eh-heh... Then again, maybe not. He's never really done this sort of thing before, has he?"
Quatre moaned again and tucked his head firmly against Trowa. He muttered, "And who exactly thought this was a good idea?"
When no one raised their hands, three pairs of eyes turned to stare at Duo. He threw his hands up in assumed innocence, "Hey, don't look at me! I was against this, too, remember?"
Trowa frowned, "Well, one of us is going to have to go get him." The protective glare in his eyes and the tightening of his arms around the Arabian pilot in his arms made it clear that the "one" would not be he or Quatre. Wufei's equally angry glare spoke volumes for his own opinion of the situation.
Duo sighed, "Well... he is my roommate..."
Three heads nodded in agreement.
Duo rolled his eyes heavenward, "It really isn't my fault, guys."
Three equally disbelieving looks bore into his eyes.
Duo pouted, "I don't even know how this whole mess started, for crying out loud!"
Wufei growled, "We don't care, Maxwell! Just go fetch him before he does anymore damage!"
Duo finally threw his hands up into the air in resignation, "I give up! I'll go get him. But you three owe me." And with that parting shot, Duo turned on his heel, braid whipping out behind him, and stalked away.
A deafening silence settled over the clearing once Duo was away. Trowa broke it with a quiet cough, "So... I think we all know that Duo was telling the truth when he said that he wasn't responsible. This may be his style, but shamanist magic isn't exactly his forte..."
Quatre blinked innocently up at his lover, "What exactly are you implying, Trowa?"
Wufei frowned, "Trowa has a very good point. If Heero were throwing 'Dragon Slave's around, then Duo would be the most likely suspect... but I don't believe that even Duo's expanded knowledge includes the 'Rah Tilt'."
Trowa finished the thought for him, "So someone else must have taught Heero."
Both pairs of dark eyes turned to meet Quatre's bright blue ones. The blond backed up out of Trowa's protective embrace and gave them both an embarassed little smile, "Well... it seemed like a good idea at the time?"
Two groans met his query, groans which quickly turned into laughter as off in the distance they heard Duo's frantic yells -- "No, Heero! Not that way! There's a Mazoku town that way!" -- Heero's satisfied "Rah Tilt!" and a rather impressive-sounding explosion. However, Duo's subsequent round of cursing and "Damn it, Heero! Who the hell taught you to levitate???", sobered them all rather quickly.
Trowa and Wufei's widened eyes met and fell on fell on Quatre. Quatre coughed delicately into his hand and offered, "It seemed like a good idea at the time?"
Wufei smacked his forehead. Trowa covered his mouth to hide his smile. Quatre tried to look innocent and, for once, failed miserably. Trowa finally cleared his throat and began to herd Quatre towards the horses, "Perhaps the most prudent course of action would be to simply not be here when Duo and Heero return."
Wufei smirked as he followed them, "Trowa... I couldn't have put it better myself."
And in the distance, "No!! Heero don't try to cast th--"
"Dragon Slave!!"
Boom.
