Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Chibi Wufei ❯ Chapter 8 ( Chapter 9 )

Disclaimer : I do not own any GW characters. The origin ficcy `Chibi Wufei' is based on is a Weiss Kreuz version titled `The Tale of Two Chibis' from Chaosdreamer at mediaminer.org. Permission has been obtained from the author to write this GW version. Credits go to Chaosdreamer.

 

Author's Note: Beta'd by lass 48 (^_^)

 

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Chapter 8

 

 

The next day...

 

"DUO! TEMEE! OMAE O KOROSU!!!"

 

The whole mansion echoed and shook slightly.

 

It was early in the morning. The sun just slowly peeked over the horizon. Trowa, a morning person and always the first person to be up and about was currently sitting on one of the chairs at the dining table busy reading the morning papers. He was just about to take a sip of coffee from his cup when the sudden loud yell made him jump. He practically threw the content of the cup all over his face. Luckily the liquid was lukewarm. He took a deep breath to calm his nerves; he could feel the liquid dripping from his chin and some from his bangs onto his wet shirt and pants.

 

Tilting his head down to look at the mess he had just made, he let out a long suffering sigh.

 

 

* * * * * *

 

 

Quatre was having a nice dream. He was sleeping on his side hugging his medium sized stuffed lion, giggling and mumbling, God knows what it was and at the corner of his mouth was a trail of saliva glistening with the light from his open window when the sudden loud yell rudely woke him up.

 

"Huh...?" Quatre mumbled as he bolted upright on his bed, quilt pooling around his waist, blood shot eyes half opened. His hair was all spiky as if he'd gotten electrocuted and hugging his stuffed lion to his chest. He snorted.

 

 

* * * * * *

 

The mansion trembled as Trowa could hear feet running down the staircase at full force. He tilted his head back up with his wet face and all, still holding the cup, and looked at the stairs curiously. Lo and behold... Duo was running at full speed with a young boy tucked under one of his arms. They were still wearing their pajamas, and both of them were looking disheveled.

 

"Run, Wu-baby. Run for your life before the monster gets to eat us!" Duo hollered.

 

"Run! Run! Run!" The young boy squealed with delight as he spread his arms wide imitating a bird flying through the air.

 

Duo ran to the front door and out of the mansion, leaving a trail of dust behind. The mansion stopped trembling. Five seconds later, the whole mansion trembled again but not a continuous tremble. It shook with each step as a person stomped on the floor. On the staircase, emerged Heero Yuy. Trowa's eyes were as wide as saucers and his jaw dropped to the floor. His face went as white as a sheet of paper. His fingers loosed their grip on the cup and it crashed to the floor.

 

"Where is he...?” Heero hissed at Trowa. Big veins could be seen throbbing on his forehead. Wearing pajamas, he was holding a gun in one of his twitching hands with the safety off.

 

Trowa's hand moved jerkily and pointed at the front door.

 

Heero growled and started stomping to the exit and each step he took shook the earth.

 

Trowa's eyes followed Heero until he was out of sight. He slowly picked up his jaw.

 

"Tro~~wa..."

 

Trowa snapped his head to look in front of him. He was shocked that somebody managed to get near him without him noticing. Trowa gasped and he pulled his head back a little. His face was only a few centimeters away from Quatre's. Trowa could smell his morning breath but the worst was he was not prepared for a new version of not-a-morning-person Quatre. Saliva glistening on his cheek, half opened blood shot eyes, electrocution styled hair, rumpled pajamas and stuffed lion tucked under his arm. He looks like a zombie...

 

"Why you smelled like coffee...?" Quatre rasped out with his morning breath.

 

Trowa turned green. His eyes rolled back behind his eyelids before he fell on the floor with a thud and lost consciousness. One leg still rested on the chair seat.

 

"BANG!"

 

"BANG!"

 

"Ah~~~! Soldiers, retreat! Retreat!" Duo hollered as he ran back inside the mansion with Wufei now dangling above his head in the air.

 

"Fly! Fly! Fly!" Wufei squealed with delight.

 

Duo ran back up to the first floor.

 

Quatre turned around to look at the commotion and only managed to get a glimpse of Duo's back with both of his hands up, leaving a trail of dust behind.

 

The mansion shook again on every stomp that was made. Quatre turned his head to the source of the sounds. Heero slowly stomped into the mansion with his gun held in front of him. The muzzle of the gun was leaving a trail of smoke in the air. When Quatre saw Heero's face, his blood shot eyes went round. His face paled. He lost his grip on his stuffed lion and it dropped to the floor to lay forgotten. He clasped his face with his hands and taking a deep breath, he yelled at the top of his lungs in soprano.

 

"MONSTER!!!" And Quatre slumped to the floor beside his stuffed lion near Trowa, back to la la land.

 

Heero was now getting REALLY PISSED OFF.

 

//Flashback//

 

This morning, he woke up with something tickling his face. Usually, he would wake if somebody tried to sneak into his room no matter how stealthy they were and that included Duo, the stealthiest member in their group. But this morning, he was having a hard time opening his eyes and he felt really groggy. He could hear somebody trying to stifle their giggles. His brain's gears started to kick into 'danger' mode. It registered that he had been drugged. Changing into perfect soldier mode, he snapped his eyes open to look at his enemy but instead of an enemy, his eyes met little Wufei, grinning from ear to ear, sitting beside his head, holding a marker which was currently touching his face with its tip. Meanwhile Duo was straddling his stomach, looking shocked and his hand was holding a tube of lipstick in mid air. Heero narrowed his eyes.

 

Duo gasped and he quickly threw away the lipstick and Wufei's marker before he jumped up from the bed and grasped little Wufei to tuck under his arm and run for their lives.

 

Heero quickly sat up and got out of the bed in search of a mirror to inspect the total damage to his face. In the bathroom, he let out a strangled yelp.

 

"Ah!"

 

He stepped back a few feet away from the mirror. One arm was over his chest as if to protect himself from the monster in the mirror. The monster's face had a mustache and spiky beard, red clown lips, spirals on both of his cheeks. A big mole rested under his left eye near his reddened nose, forked eyebrows, wrinkles on his forehead, panda eyes and lastly, a big vein throbbing drawn on his right forehead.

 

//End of Flashback//

 

Heero growled before he hissed, “You are so dead.”

 

 

* * * * * *

 

 

Noon time…

 

“Lunch is done~~!” Quatre yelled from the kitchen, setting the last plate on the dining table.

 

Every one started to take their respective seats. Wufei was seated on an old fashioned booster chair which had once belonged to Quatre and was kept in a store room, between Trowa and Duo. Heero sat next to Duo followed by Quatre. They ate in silence. Wufei was provided with children's utensils to eat. Trowa would occasionally take a break to wipe Wufei's mouth and face. Wufei banged his small table when he had finished his portion to demand a refill. Once it was refilled, Wufei scooped up a spoon of mashed potatoes and he threw the contents of the spoon up high into the air, Quatre being the unlucky one got hit in the face.

 

Duo snorted, trying to stifle his laugh, he covered his mouth with his hand. Both Trowa and Heero pretending that nothing had happen, continued with their lunch.

 

*SPLAT!*

 

Trowa's spoon stopped in mid air before it could reach his opened mouth. A small portion of mashed potato plastered above his uncovered eyes. Duo's body shook with the effort of trying to contain his laughter. His eyes started to get teary. Trowa looked up at Quatre and Quatre just smirked at him. Trowa getting irritated with the stifled laughter, scooped up a spoonful of mashed potatoes and aimed at Duo.

 

*SPLAT!*

 

It hit beside Duo's forehead. Duo's laughter disappeared in a matter of seconds. Using his hand to touch the side of his forehead and slowly bringing it forward to inspect, he eyed Trowa hotly. He quickly made a big scoop of his mashed potatoes and aimed it back at Trowa. That's when all hell broke loose. They started to have a food war. Wufei laughed with joy, thinking it was some kind of a game, he joined them.

 

“All right! That's enough!” Heero barked.

 

*SPLAT!*

 

Heero calmly wiped away a portion between his eyes. Foods still soaring high in the air in front of him together with yelling and yelping.

 

*SPLAT! SPLAT!*

 

More portions plastered his face.

 

Gritting his teeth in annoyance, he gripped his spoon tightly and digging a portion of mashed potatoes, he yelled, “This is WAR!!!” and his revenge began.

 

The whole mansion filled with yelling and laughing and the pilots' lives would never be the same again and it was only just the beginning…

 

 

 

 

TBC…