Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Action Figures ❯ Action Figures ( One-Shot )

Action Figures!

Warnings: fluffy, shonen ai

Setting: the ubiquitous "Quatre's House"

Disclaimers: Gundam Wing characters belong to Mixx Entertainment, Koichi Tokita, the SOTSU Agency, Sunrise, Kodansha and anyone I may have forgotten, not to me. I make no money off of this.

Duo burst into Quatre's house, surprising the four pilots relaxing in the living room, and he suddenly had to hold very still as three handguns and one sword were held inches from his face. "Hey, settle down, guys, it's just me."

Wufei narrowed his eyes irately and sheathed his sword. "Maxwell, someday your American carelessness is going to get you killed."

Duo grinned and shrugged, so used to brushes with death he didn't notice much anymore. "The war's over, you should relax more."

Trowa and Heero just glared and put away their guns.

"Duo no baka, I could have killed you!" Quatre gasped, about to burst into tears.

"No way, Quatre, you wouldn't have done that!" Duo argued quickly, trying to calm Quatre down before Trowa's glare became lethal and he pounded Duo between the wooden floor boards. "Look, I found something you might like!"

"Huh?" Quatre asked, natural inquisitiveness overriding his concerned compassion. "What's that?"

"Presents!" Duo yelled, returning to his earlier bouncy state. "I got one for each of you!" He ran to the center of the floor and plopped down on the thin rug, emptying out the bag they now noticed he had with him.

"What are they?" the blonde asked, joining him on the floor.

"Action figures! Of us!" Duo beamed. He held up one plastic wrapped six-inch figure which was instantly recognizable as himself. For some strange reason, Heero's eyes lit up.

Trowa frowned as he picked "himself" up, eyeing the likeness cautiously. "This feels...strange...Duo, how did the manufacturers find out what we look like?"

"These are made by Catalonia productions," Duo explained.

"Dorothy," Wufei sighed. "I knew we should have killed her."

"But it's not like she put our names on them or anything," Duo said. "See, I'm 02, Heero's 01, you're 05, Quatre's 04 and Trowa's 03."

Wufei picked his up and stared at it. "The resemblance is...eerie."

Quatre, unable to wait, tore into his package and pulled out his action figure. "Oh, cool, the goggles really move and...hey, the clothes come off!"

Trowa suddenly plucked up a bunch of tissues and held them to his nose.

Heero slowly took his out, watching as Duo did the same. The tank top on his figure really did come off, but the spandex shorts were so tight that he wondered if they were painted out. "My shorts aren't that tight," he complained mildly.

Upon hearing that, Duo dropped his action figure and went to grab some tissues.

Heero grabbed the Duo action figure and happily found that the braid was made of doll's hair, not stiff plastic. He removed the cap and the shirt, then realized that since Duo's figure's arms were bent slightly, his own Heero figure could fit easily into an embrace. Not thinking to see if anyone was watching, he put the two together and rubbed them together.

Quatre, meanwhile, had taken off the Trowa figure's turtleneck and shoes and was working on getting the tall doll to hold his own somewhat shorter figure in its arms. "Darn it, why are Trowa's pants so tight?" he grumbled.

Wufei, who had been a bit self-absorbed in the detailing on his figure, now noticed what the two pilots in front of him were doing with the dolls. Half a second later, a fist fight erupted as three pilots fought over the tissues.

The End