Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Journey To Gundam ❯ 'Research' and Circuses ( Chapter 3 )

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Lets see. I do not claim to own gundam wing. But happily Odessa and Charl are all mine.

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"Odessa do you have any idea where we are?"

Odessa nodded. "Of course. Earth"

Charl rolled his eyes. "Oh thats great Odessa. now can you look out the window and tell me why Earth is down there?"

He gestured to his right where, the blue planet was indeed gleaming through. Odessa stopped to examine the planet. "Oh, thats just a mirror."

"A mirror? What? How is that even possible for there to be a mirror, not to mention one large enough to reflect the entire planet!"

Odessa nodded. "Yep, but it's much too small to be an actual planet. Look at it, it's a marble compared to us So logically it cannot be an actual planet."

Charl just stared at Odessa for a good five minutes in pure disbelief.
"Your logic scares me."

Odessa nodded triumphantly. "Come Charl, we have much work to do."

Charl sighed, following Odessa through the colony. "Exactly where are we going?"

"Research!"

Charl groaned. He knew exactly what Odessa's idea of *research* was.




His suspicions were proved correct when Odessa had dragged him into a nearby shop, insisting he film it. The otaku had practicly pulled various shirts in from the rack in some vain attempt to find a certain design and had become incredibly disapointed when she could find nothing remotly Sailor Moon in merchandise. Odessa disapointed was no laughing matter, she was downright depressing. It was his luck that Odessa's dissapontment lasted less then five minutes. Undiscouraged she grabbed one of the black t-shirts and marched rightup to the clerk, laying the garment down. "Excuse me. Do you have any of these in Duo Maxwell?"

The clerk blinked in disbelief. "Who?"

"Duo Maxwell. I've looked for hours but there doesn't seem to be any shirts sporting his image. Are you out?"

Charl continued to watch the clerk and it was clear that the guy either thought Odessa was crazy or joking. Probably both. "Uh, Odessa?"

"Not now Charl I have to ask this clerk a question."

"But Odessa, I really..."

"In a minute."

Charl siged as he watched the braided boy disapear into the crowd. Leave it to Odessa to notice everything but the blatently obvious. Odessa sighed and nodded to the cleark, finally turning back to Charl. "Now what did you want to tell me?"

Charl sighed. "Nothing, just forget it."


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Odessa sighed disapoinedly, they hadbeen wanderin the shopping center for nearly an hour and sill Odessa could not find anything remotly gundam. Well, there was tat Traize Kushrinada doll she had purchased but nothing else seemed to catch her eye. So in consolatio, she had bought five treize dolls and a Leo model kit. No, corection. That was twelve model Leo kits and 6 Aries.

"I don't understand it Charl, Sailor Moon had thousands of franchises. Chacha has more merchandise then this."

Charl sighed. "Well these pilots arn't known to be the most social people around. It's not as if they go around advertising various kinds of paper clips."

Odessa nodded as they passed a young blonde boy on the screen, advertising a new line of Winner Clips.

"And I don't think they just go out to demonstrate gun play."

"I guess your right."

Charl nodded, comforting Odessa, failing to look up as they passed a stocky muscular build in tank top and shorts with wild brown hair as he threatened a small crowd with a pistol.

"Come on, I'll take you to the circus."


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Charl just stared at Odessa as she squeezed onto the bench beside him. In her arms she carried a jumbo sized tub of popcorn that could have easily have held 5 gallons, which now did hold five gallons, of thick buttery popcorn. "I'll just take a small bowl."

Odessa glanced at Charl, mouth already full of the buttered popcorn. "Oh. You wanted some?"

Charl groaned. "You couldn't have just gotten a small?"

Odessa blinked, then glanced at the tub. "This is a small."

"What? Your kidding me."

Odessa shook her head. "Small family size."

"What family? Who makes those things?"

Odessa examined her tub again. "...winner family industries."

Charl groaned. "well at least tell me it didn't cost you much."

Odessa shook her head. "No, it didn't cost me anything."

"Thank...wait, what?"

Odessa nodded. "I used your credit card." calmly she popped another handful into her mouth.

"WHAT?!"

Unfortunatly there was little opportunity for Odessa to reply as the show finally began. The main attraction of the circus had actually revovled around one boy whose bangs ung far over his eyes. People watched and awed as he seemed fearless to the knives thrown at him, not to mention the amazing acrobatic skills he possessed. Charl lowered his camera in confusion. "Who is that?"

Odessa smiled, swallowing another handful of popcorn. "Thats a clown Charl."

Charl rolled his eyes. "I know it's a clown." He reached into his pocket, pulling out a small photograph for examination. "He looks remarkably similer." He handed the photo over to Odessa for examination.

Odessa peered at the imagefrom beneath her sunglasses and smiled. "Oh Charl thats not Trowa."

"How do you know."

"There is absolutly no reason why a gundam pilot would be in the circus, its pretty self explanitory."

Charl sighed, not wanting to argue. When Odessa got this way there was no convincing her of anything else, and it was best to just let it lie.

"Thats it!"

Charl, along with the rest of the audience and the performers looked at Odessa. Charl sighed. "What?"

"I know exactly how to find them."
Standing Odessa made her way off the bench with her popcorn and headed out the tent. Charl sighed, following his partner and trying to remain invisible to the hundreds of eyes that now watched them.

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