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How to Annoy Heero: 101- Hospital Humor
By: White Blaze Wannabe
(For those of you just joining us, Duo and Trowa having been annoying Heero, who has finally snapped, and he tried to shoot them, but instead shot Relena, who picked a REALLY bad time to visit the G-boys.)
"Quatre isn't going to be happy about the bloodstain on his front porch," Trowa winced as he peeked out from around the corner once again.
Duo shrugged. "He's rich enough...He can buy another one."
"We'll still get hell from him though, if you can even call it that."
The braided one laughed. "Yeah... 'Duo! Friends don't destroy other
friends' stuff! Go in the corner and think about what you've done!'"
his Quatre impression was almost too perfect. The two pranksters barely
noticed it when the real little rich boy's echoed into the foyer.
"Oh my God! Relena! Are you okay? Oh my poor front porch! Did you do
this Heero?" Sandrock's pilot said in one long breath.
Duo and Trowa strolled back into the foyer, the wrath of Quatre protecting
them from Trigger-happy Yuy for the moment.
Heero hid his shot gun behind his back a little to late. "Um...no..."
Quatre would've impersonated his fellow pilot's deathglare had he not turned
his attention back to his fellow pacifist. "She's still breathing!
We have to get her to a hospital quickly!" the blonde looked to Trowa,
"Call 911 or something!" he commanded on the verge of panic.
Bang boy ran off to get Queen Bitchcraft an ambulance.
"NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!" Heero screamed, holding his shotgun up to
the sky. His mission, his own crazy, personal mission, had failed.
Duo tried in vain to hide his giggling while they waited for the paramedics
to arrive. They finally came and loaded the unconscious and bloody peace
minister and while Quatre, Duo, and Trowa squeezed into Q-man's white Porsche.
"Wait," Trowa suggested as they were just about to speed off to
the hospital, "We should take Heero with us. You never know what he's
gonna do if you leave him alone and if Wufei gets back there won't be much
of your house left by nighttime."
Quatre nodded. "You're right...but we gotta disarm him first..."
Duo bounced up and down in his seat. "I know! 2:00! Sing sailor moon
song off key if Heero's not already comatose! FIGHTING EVIL BY MOONLIGHT!
WINNING LOVE BY DAYLIGHT! NEVER RUNNING FROM--"
"NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Heero screamed even louder in even more
agony than before. He dropped his shotgun and Trowa quickly dragged him
into the Porsche and they drove off after the ambulance.
30 minutes later...
4 out of the 5 Gundam pilots sat fiddling in a clean white waiting room, well, not exactly...
Duo was flirting with a Nurse Joy look alike at the front desk and she was
giggling brainlessly the whole time. Maybe it was the real Joy...
Trowa was reading a copy of 'Clown Weekly' that had a very interesting article
about juggling flaming batons in it...
Heero was just...twitching...
And Quatre was talking to Wufei on his cell phone who had called to tell
them that he was done chanting and killing small animals and that he was
going to go verbally harass Sally Po. Responsible sexist lunatic that he
was...
Then a doctor came out of the swinging double doors and went over to Quatre.
"It looks like your girlfriend is going to be just fine Mr. Winner,
the bullet passed right through her."
Quatre couldn't help but almost puke. "She's not my girlfriend! I'm
rich! I don't have to go out with ugly scitzos like her just to prove myself!"
"Uh...yeah...would you like to go in and see her and we'll talk about
the bill?"
Quatre face did funny things again. He wished had hadn't just said he was
rich. The doctor looked very persuasive, and the burly security guys behind
him helped that a little, so Quatre followed him into the intensive care
unit.
Duo snickered and bid goodbye to the nurse. Blonde boy was gone and so was
the danger of being shot. Time to have so fun. He walked over to Trowa and
waved his hand in front of 03's green eyes. Trowa looked up with his famous
'What do you want? I'm trying to read about how to become a better clown.'
look.
"2:30," Braid boy announced, "Time to sit next Heero and
fidget until he does something not quite good for our health or threatens
to."
Trowa grinned.
Luckily, both seats on either side of Heero were open and the two grinning
jokers took them. Trowa began messing with his highly gelled hair, making
sure to poke Heero with his elbow about every five seconds, and Duo wrung
his hands and then began to play drums on his knees. Heero turned a lovely
shade of red and began to steam.
"Omae o korosu!" he croaked, his voice obviously scratching from
screaming "NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" for the past half an hour until his
started having a couching fit. Poor Quatre thought that he was going to
have to pay for two people to be hospitalized.
Duo laughed for a while, as well as Trowa, but then 02 stared at the ground
for a whole 5 seconds before uttering the deadly words, "I'm bored...Switching
to the special event schedule!"
TBC!
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- White Blaze Wannabe >^.^< - glynnisl@yahoo.com or wbwannabe@hotmail.com