Subject: [FFML] [GWing] [SPOOF] A short tidbit of insanity concerning 5 bishounen from the deranged mind of a lurker...Part 1
From: "Naisumi" <chanc@uakron.edu>
Date: 12/31/1999, 8:27 AM
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Presenting... *deep breath*
A short tidbit of insanity concerning 5 bishounen from the deranged mind =
of a lurker...*heaving out of breath*
*five minute intermission* Part 1.
By Naisumi

	Um...hi minna-san! *waves tentatively*=20
Duo: *nods knowingly* Yeah, you should be tentative when posting to the =
GWML...
*sweatdrop* Um...right. Anyway, this is my first Gundam Wing fic and by =
the time you guys get this, it'll probably be January 23rd *sweatdrop* =
When you are reading this, please keep in mind that 1) it's 3:38 in the =
morning and I'm high-strung on pocky, 2) *sob* I'm not worthy!!, 3) I'm =
delurking just for YOU *nod nod*, 4) they don't belong to me *sigh* look =
back at #2. Anyhow, enjoy the fic and please mail me C & C at =
chanc@uakron.edu! Thanks you! Warning: pure SPOOF ahead!!

	It was morning. A very *cold* morning. Aw heck, I suck at introductions =
anyway. This is a zany, odd, *deranged* fic derived from a supposedly =
shy and *nice* lurker's mind. Then again, she's a part of the GWML; the =
place where you can find the best insane-cool, albeit more than =
occasionally insane-people that make it their personal jobs to torture =
bishounen shamelessly. *ahem* Sorry, got sidetracked there. Anyway, it =
was a frosty winter morning and Wufei most certainly did *not* want to =
get up. Unfortunately, he had little say in the matter, as within 2 =
shakes of a braid, 5 "Yo Wu-man!! 'morning!!"s, and more than 7 =
"KISAMA!!"s later, he was dumped unceremoniously on the floor in his =
quilt. Wufei glared at the grinning face that peered down at him from on =
top of the bed. "Dammit, Maxwell! Can one not get one's sleep without =
getting rudely awakened around here?!!"
"Can one speak without the 'one's?"=20
"KISAMA!!!!"
Duo barely escaped as Wufei vengefully threw a pillow at the now closed =
bedroom door.
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	Now we're in a different scene. ^^;;; Waaa!! I suck at starting =
scenes!! *sniffle* only find remote consolation that someone might find =
these openings amusing...Anyway, Heero Yuy, the Perfect Soldier, Wielder =
of both Gun Space and Spandex Space, known as both "Soldier Boy" and =
"Spandex Boy," and the Guy Who Said "Omae o korosu"(tm), glared at the =
laptop.
......
Glare
......
Glare
......
More glaring
......
Heero Yuy was now officially in a glare-down with his laptop. Finally, =
after 26 minutes and 45 seconds, Heero finally gave into the human =
tendency even *he* had. He blinked. Scowling, Heero snapped shut the =
cover and muttered a quick "Omae o korosu" before stalking up the steps =
of the basement.
"Ohayooo Hee-chan!!" Duo called cheerfully, waving.
"Don't call me that." Heero growled in response, glaring back with his =
patented =
Icicle-turning-Deer-In-Headlights-Syndrome-Ran-into-a-truck-and-lost-my-m=
angas-and-wailed-aallllll-the-way-home glare. Duo sweatdropped =
profusely. "Hello Heero-kun," Quatre greeted simply, while Trowa "..."ed =
at him and Wufei nodded curtly. Heero nodded back before turning and =
going to fix himself some cereal. When he got back, the pilots (Quatre =
and Duo vs. Wufei) were in a heated debate...er...that is, you *could* =
cal it a debate...
"Man, *everyone* knows that you're supposed to make New Year =
resolutions!!"
"I have to agree, Wufei...it's rather traditional."
"I object!! I don't see *you* guys abiding *our* traditions!!"
"Which is?"
"huh?"
"Passing out money and watching dragons, of course!!"
Wufei got an expression somewhat akin to the look on Tamahome's face =
when he thinks about Okane. Mass sweatdrop.
	Duo and Wufei continued their "culture clashing" while Quatre sighed =
and joined Trowa on the Sweatdropping Team on the sidelines. Heero =
blinked and stiffly walked back to the kitchen with deadly determination =
to replay that scene. He paused, pushing back homicidal tendencies =
manfully and walked back to the dining room.
"C'mon man!! Be realistic!! Black and white dragons delivering babies?!! =
Who believes that?!!"
"Uh-huh!"
"......"
"Everyone knows storks do that!!"
Mass sweatdrop.
"S-Storks, Duo?"
"Yeah!!!"
"......"
"I thought it was camels...at least, that's what Rashid said..."
".................lions."
"Lions?!!"
"Camels?!! Of course not!! Dragons!!"
"Storks!"
"...lions."
"Camels!"
"Dragons!"
"Storks!!"
"...lions."
"Camels!!
"Dragons!!"
	Heero fought to keep his icy veneer but it was hard, considering he was =
getting a mental image of chibi Duos, Quatres, Wufeis, and Trowas =
chanting "Storks!...lions. Camels! Dragons!!" so...he did the only thing =
he could do at the moment. He sweatdropped. All four pilots stopped and =
gaped at Heero...sweatdrop?!!! After 7 minutes and 32 1/4 seconds, Duo =
stood up, his chair skidding backwards and topping over, "It's a sign!!"
Mass sweatrain.
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Wow...you're still reading?!! Well, e-mail me and tell me whether or not =
you liked it ^^;; that way I'll know whether or not to send this junk to =
the ML. Thanks for reading!!



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