Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Extreme Home Makeover - Gundam Edition ❯ Day 6 - Morning ( Chapter 8 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Day Six - Morning
Lady Une watched from the sidelines, her hand gently stroking the small green bundle on the seat next to her. It was nearly time. She smiled to herself. “Yes, my pet, soon it will all be yours, to turn into a magnificent garden worthy of His Excellency…”
The green bundle shivered in anticipation.
Une carefully lifted the little tangle of vines and roots and carried it to the backyard, where the ground lay freshly tilled and waiting. A few tomato plants and a lackluster stand of daffodils decorated the otherwise barren landscape. Checking to see that she wasn't being watched, Lady Une knelt down and nestled the little bundle into the ready earth. “Now, my pet, it's up to you…” Rising quickly, she looked around once more, then casually strolled back to her helicopter.
Unnoticed, the wad of green chaos began to unwrap itself, sending roots deep into the ground. It encountered an obstacle in one direction: a very thick concrete wall, not unlike a bomb shelter. It recognized the construction style and knew it would take years to penetrate. No matter; it sent shoots in other directions and rooted itself firmly in the neighborhood for a distance of two miles. The Plant…was pleased.
Blithely unaware of the green menace just outside, the volunteers continued working merrily within. They were close enough to finishing the interior of the house they could almost taste the victory. Noin wiped sweat from her forehead and regarded the intricate kitchen tilework she'd only just completed. It looked fantastic. She turned to chat with Sally -
*SKREEEEEEEECH!!!*
Noin whirled around to see Wufei dragging something about six times his size, right across the freshly-laid tiles. He scuttled backward, hauling the thing with all the finesse of a terrier intent on plowing through linoleum with a can opener.
“What are you DOING?!?? My TILES!!!” Noin shrieked, launching herself at the stoic pilot.
Wufei paused to consider the heavy grooves cut into the flooring, then the wild-eyed woman bearing down on him. “You bought weak tiles.”
“You little - BOY! LITTLE BOY!” Noin yelled, barely coherent.
“Hn. Figures you'd say that,” Wufei deadpanned, returning to his task. The heavy whatever-it-was hitched across three rows of tiles before setting in and digging the rest up with a tooth-jarring squeal.
Sally grabbed Noin in a half-Nelson before the smaller woman could bodily launch herself at the Gundam pilot. “No, Lu! It's bad luck to murder someone in a new house! If you can just hold on to your feelings a little longer, we can do it together next Tuesday.”
Duo stopped in the doorway, blinking. He tilted his head, puppy-like, and tried to parse the convo. It didn't help. Swallowing nervously, he said, “Sorry if I'm interrupting anything, ladies, but have either of you seen Quatre?”
Noin disentangled herself from Sally's embrace, realized what that must have looked and sounded like to the adolescent boy, and decided the idea wasn't half bad.
Sally, meanwhile, glanced around, frowning. “Now that you mention it, I haven't seen any of those guys since they came back from Sears.”
“Damn it!” Duo growled. “I bet Trowa pissed them off with his `shoulda bought TOWELS' crap. Heero's a Gundam pilot, what does he need TOWELS for?”
Sally neatly pinned Duo to the wall and set her wrist across his forehead. She checked his pulse, pried open his mouth, and looked down his throat. “Sorry about that, but you really seem to have gone into la-la land,” she stated, releasing him with a grunt. “Duo, pilot or no pilot, a human being needs certain things in order to live comfortably. Good food, the means to store and then cook that food, an energy-efficient water heater, a jacuzzi, and towels for afterward.”
Noin nodded in agreement. “Oh, and flavored lube.”
Duo turned an odd shade of red before slipping out of the kitchen entirely and continuing his search for Quatre.
