Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Barton Pizzeria ❯ Chapter One: A Restaurant? See the G-boys Go! ( Chapter 1 )

Barton Pizzeria

Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or any of the characters or mecha in it. Although having my own Wing Zero would be neat, and maybe some Treize x Zechs bondage plushees would be cool too. O.O Ahem, I'm not making any money off of this story either. So don't sue me!

Author's Notes: In the little town of...um I forgot. In a little town in Indiana (US), there is a restaurant called Barton's Pizzeria. No, Trowa doesn't really work there. But I imagined he did. And that's where I came up with this crazy little fic. Enjoy the insanity. ^_^ BTW, the way Trowa talks is a little joke between my friends and I. Sorry if that, and the script form of this fic, annoys you...

I wrote this fic a loooooooong time ago. Almost two years ago. @_@ Yeah, I was looking through all my old fics saved on floppy disks and found this. I hope you enjoy it! Read and Review onegai!

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Chapter One: A Restaurant? See the G-boys Go!

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*Trowa stepped up to the counter as a customer entered the restaurant. He wore a funny red and white striped shirt, a red apron, and a red cap. His expression remained emotionless as the customer neared the register.*

Trowa: ...?

Man: Excuse me? Um...I'd like to order.

Trowa: ...

Man: Can you...talk?

Trowa: ...!

*Just then Quatre came from the back of the restaurant.*

Quatre: Trowa? Oh Trowa! There you are! Oh look, there's a customer! Are you helping him out?

Trowa: ...

Quatre: He has yet to order? Maybe he can't decide. Ask him if you would recommend something for him.

*Trowa turned to the customer and raised an eyebrow.*

Trowa: ...?

Man: I'm sorry? Did you say something?

Trowa: ...!

*The man walked out of the restaurant muttering something about 'no customer service in this place'.*

Trowa: ...!

*Quatre came out again from the back of the restaurant.*

Quatre: Yes Trowa? Trowa, where'd the customer go?

Trowa: ...

Quatre: He left? That's too bad... I know, why don't we switch places? I'll work up front and you can help Duo make pizzas?

Trowa: ...

*In the back, Duo was cursing his head off.*

Duo: Why'd we have to be drawn so short? And then there's no ladders for us to use! I can't reach!

Trowa: ...?

Duo: The problem? Uh...um...well, you know how I'm supposed to be making pizzas?

*Duo pointed to the ceiling. There, was stuck a pizza crust dough.*

Duo: And because we're all short, I can't reach to get it down!

Trowa: ...

Wufei: Stand on my back to get it down?? Injustice! I will not be demoted into some sort of a step ladder!

Trowa: ...?

Wufei: No I won't! So what we can't afford to have pizza dough on the ceiling! Well, it's not my fault! Why don't I stand on his back and get the pizza?

Trowa: ...

Wufei: Cause I'm heavier?! Are you saying--!

Duo: *happily singing* Everybody nice! Everybody nice!

Wufei: Shut up!

Trowa: ...!!

*Duo cowered.*

Duo: ...Sorry.

*Trowa turned his attention back to Wufei, a pleading look in his eyes.*

Trowa: ...?

Wufei: No! All this time that I've worked here, I've been used! I'm sick of it! I quit!

Duo: Don't you think you're taking this way out of proportion?

Wufei: You're all a bunch of weak women, you know that? I can make a far more better pizzeria than you!

Trowa: ...

Wufei: I will! See you all later!

*Wufei stomped out to the front, and walked passed Quatre.*

Quatre: H-hey! Where are you going??

Wufei: I'm outta this place!

Quatre: You can't just quit!

Wufei: I just did!

*He opened up the door and walked out. In front of the restaurant stood Heero. His job was to threaten people with their lives so that they'd walk in the restaurant. Remember that one guy who didn't order anything? Heero took care of him. Heh-heh-heh.*

Heero: Tough day?

Wufei: I quit!

Heero: Again?

Wufei: For good this time!

Heero: Okay, see ya.

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Author's Notes: Yeah, short chapter, I know. Oh, and this is supposed to be humor. Erm--- anyway, chapter two will be uploaded soon, because obviously it's done. But how will I know I'm not wasting my time uploading the second chapter if I don't know everyone's opinion of this fic? ^________________^ If you wanna see the continuation, tell me by reviewing! Otherwise, I'm gonna just continue to write random lemons, for all those happy Weiß Kreuz fans out there! Mwahahaha.