Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Family Maters ❯ Chapter 2
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
Title: Family Matters
Author: Dubird
Website: http://www.thegwg.com
Pairings: None
Rating: PG for some swearing
Standard Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. This is just one of the many fan spawned writings of another crazy person. I also go to college and have lots of loans to pay off, so if you're looking for money, you've come to the wrong place!
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As the three slid into Duo's rental car, Wufei found himself pondering the changes he saw in Quatre. Even though he had, at first, considered him the weakest of their group, there were times when he found himself willingly following Quatre's command. He may be the youngest of the five, but now Wufei realized that he was probally one of the strongest. So he couldn't help but be disturbed by the changes. For the first time, Quatre looked tired. Not just physically tired, but mentally and emotionally. That bothered him more than a little.
In the front seat, Maxwell was continuing his chatter, though fortunately it was directed at Quatre this time. Three days in a shuttle with a man that wouldn't shut up was very trying for someone who preferred quiet. He crossed his arms over his chest again, and watched the buildings on the street slide by. It had rained earlier and the streetlights reflecting against the wet streets gave the neighborhood a rather melancholy feel. He thought of what Sally's reaction to the shuttle's breakdown would be with a bit of amusement. He had told her it was wearing out, but she occasionally became stubborn and simply wouldn't listen. He suspected that had something to do with some the comments he had made when they first met, but if there was one thing he didn't understand after all the studying he had done in his life, it was women.
"So what are you doing out this way, Wufei?" Quatre's question interrupted his thoughts and he turned to face the blonde Arab. "I was actually coming from L4," he answered. "I dropped off some personnel here."
"What are the Preventers doing out this way?" Duo asked, glancing up in the rearview mirror.
"You know I can't tell you that, Maxwell."
Duo grinned. "Hey, you can't blame a guy for trying! After all, if ya'll need some help, I'm still around."
"I know." Wufei leaned forward against his seatbelt, putting his elbows on his knees. "But we're not going to be calling you if I can help it. That's what the Preventers are for."
"Amen to that," Duo answered rather solemnly. Before the other two could say something else, he quickly swung into a parking spot. "OK, guys, we're here! Grab your gear and hold onto your heads, we're in for a great time!"
Wufei suppressed a groan as he climbed out of the car. "Where do you come up with these sayings?" he heard Quatre ask, and added his question "And why do you insist on saying them?"
Duo winked. "Well, the answer to number one is from a good imagination. And the answer to number two is that I just love the look on people's faces when I use them."
Wufei met Quatre's look at that comment, and they both rolled their eyes. Apparently, he wasn't the only one that didn't understand Maxwell's sense of humor.
Author: Dubird
Website: http://www.thegwg.com
Pairings: None
Rating: PG for some swearing
Standard Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. This is just one of the many fan spawned writings of another crazy person. I also go to college and have lots of loans to pay off, so if you're looking for money, you've come to the wrong place!
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As the three slid into Duo's rental car, Wufei found himself pondering the changes he saw in Quatre. Even though he had, at first, considered him the weakest of their group, there were times when he found himself willingly following Quatre's command. He may be the youngest of the five, but now Wufei realized that he was probally one of the strongest. So he couldn't help but be disturbed by the changes. For the first time, Quatre looked tired. Not just physically tired, but mentally and emotionally. That bothered him more than a little.
In the front seat, Maxwell was continuing his chatter, though fortunately it was directed at Quatre this time. Three days in a shuttle with a man that wouldn't shut up was very trying for someone who preferred quiet. He crossed his arms over his chest again, and watched the buildings on the street slide by. It had rained earlier and the streetlights reflecting against the wet streets gave the neighborhood a rather melancholy feel. He thought of what Sally's reaction to the shuttle's breakdown would be with a bit of amusement. He had told her it was wearing out, but she occasionally became stubborn and simply wouldn't listen. He suspected that had something to do with some the comments he had made when they first met, but if there was one thing he didn't understand after all the studying he had done in his life, it was women.
"So what are you doing out this way, Wufei?" Quatre's question interrupted his thoughts and he turned to face the blonde Arab. "I was actually coming from L4," he answered. "I dropped off some personnel here."
"What are the Preventers doing out this way?" Duo asked, glancing up in the rearview mirror.
"You know I can't tell you that, Maxwell."
Duo grinned. "Hey, you can't blame a guy for trying! After all, if ya'll need some help, I'm still around."
"I know." Wufei leaned forward against his seatbelt, putting his elbows on his knees. "But we're not going to be calling you if I can help it. That's what the Preventers are for."
"Amen to that," Duo answered rather solemnly. Before the other two could say something else, he quickly swung into a parking spot. "OK, guys, we're here! Grab your gear and hold onto your heads, we're in for a great time!"
Wufei suppressed a groan as he climbed out of the car. "Where do you come up with these sayings?" he heard Quatre ask, and added his question "And why do you insist on saying them?"
Duo winked. "Well, the answer to number one is from a good imagination. And the answer to number two is that I just love the look on people's faces when I use them."
Wufei met Quatre's look at that comment, and they both rolled their eyes. Apparently, he wasn't the only one that didn't understand Maxwell's sense of humor.