Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ RNDM True Stories ❯ Hello! You've Got RNDM! ( Chapter 18 )

Tori: *plops down in front of the computer with a Propel and a sandwich, opens Word, and takes a bite of the sandwich*

Billy: *munching on a turkey and cheese sandwich* …what the HELL are you eating, Toor??

Tori: Potato and strawberry sandwich! ^__^ *munch munch munch* Wanna bite?

Billy: o__o No thanks… I'll stick with my dead bird and the fermented product of a bovine's mammory glands.

Awa: You know… when you put it that way, her sandwich sounds delicious.

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All: *sitting in a restaurant waiting to be served*

Quatre: *clears throat* Excuse me… I have an announcement to make. Now…this may come as a surprise to you, but… I'm gay. *smiles*

All: O__o *fake surprise*

Duo: So…no more closet monster jokes?

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Duet: Duo! What'd you get for your news article?

Duo: 'Farmers Put Live Chickens In Wood Feeder'. You?

Duet: Idiot bastard farmers… I found 'Rapper Ate My Kid For Gangsta Image'

Duo: O__o Yum… That dude's gonna die in government hands. You, Quatre?

Quatre: *looks back and forth between them* I…picked an article on the POWs…o__o

Duo: *rolls eyes* Booooring...

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Wu Fei: OMG! BRB!

Heero: TTYL! J/K!

Trowa: LMAO!

Duo: *puzzled* What the fuck…? You guys are weird…

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Duet: *points to something on a map* Look! I found our neighborhood!

Trowa: *looks at map* …how? That's impossible…

Duet: ^__^ It's not impossible! Just look for landmarks!

Trowa: Duet…that's a map of Russia.

Duet: Oh. *looks back at map* o__o *moves finger down a bit, then looks up expectantly at Trowa*

Trowa: …nope… Still Russia…

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Duo: *looking at tiny little bump on arm* Ewww… What is that? *pokes it*

Duet: *leans in* I vote skin cancer.

Duo: *pokes it again* Eh meh…

Trowa: *leans over and looks* It's a pimple…

Duo: O__O Pimple!?

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Duo: Trowa! Do your Russian accent!

Trowa: Vat Russian accent?

Duo: ^__^ Hehehe…

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Wu Fei: *sitting next to Kim on the couch with his arm around her shoulders* So, what do you want to do tonight?

Heero: *walks over, pries them apart and sits between them* How about Monopoly? Everyone loves Monopoly! And we can make s'mores! *looking back and forth between them*

Kim: *glares* For a Greek god, you don't follow through with many relationships, do you?

Heero: Oooh! American Idol's on! I think I'll go make popcorn! *jumps up and walks to the microwave*

Wu Fei: …and people think Duo's the weirdest… -___-*

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Duet: *in the library watching a war video with Heero and some other students* How do they know all the words…?

Heero: *raises an eyebrow* It's their national anthem…

Duet: Oh. … … … … How do they know all the words?

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Duo: Hey, Tro… Want some… BREAD WITH YEAST IN IT!?

Trowa: GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME YOU DAMN CATHOLIC!

Duo: o__o

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Heero: *lays hand on Mike's shoulder* Mike, it's time we came clean.

Trowa: *nods* We're only your friends because you bake...

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Trowa: *looks up from his book, startled* ///_O What's that noise!?

Duo: *looks around frantically*

Trowa: Ah yes! Silence… ///_^

Duo: *deathglare*

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Quatre: We were considering giving him a bell or something, but… *looks at Duo*

Duo: *waving frantically*

Quatre: …it's funnier this way…

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Duo: *lying in bed in the hospital, clutching his dry erase board*

Duet: *watches as the nurse leaves, then sits next to him on the bed* So, you feeling any better yet?

Duo: *scribbles frantically, then proudly displays what he's written*

Duet: The nurse totally has the hots for me… *rolls eyes*

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Duet: O___O Blood…transfusion…?

Nurse: It's a possibility. We just need to know that if the need arises, you'll be available.

Duet: O___O Of…course… but… … … needles…? *gasping for air*

Nurse: *nods* It's like a blood test.

Duet: *eye twitches* Can I just, like, take a steak knife to a major blood vessel because honestly I'd prefer that to-

Trowa: *drags her away*

Nurse: O__o*

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Duet: *looks down at Duo* You know... If the six of us just… died…it would probably solve, like, half the world's problems.

Duo: *gives her a thumbs up, then reaches for the beepy machine*

Duet: NO, YOU IDIOT! *thwaps him* We don't want to make things easier for the rest of them!

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Duo: *takes out nose tubes and starts coughing violently and gasping*

Duet: *looks up from magazine* …you idiot… -___-* Use the BOARD.

Duo: *gasps* …water…

Trowa: Awww… Baby's first word in…*check watch*…3 days, 7 hours aaaand 12 minutes.

Duet: *hands him her water* Really, Duo… You get the stupidest illnesses…

Duo: *takes a sip, puts the tubes back on his lip, and scribbles on his dry erase board* Enjoy this silence while you can. *narrows eyes*

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Heero: Any idea what it is yet?

Quatre: *shakes head*

Trowa: Maybe he has SARS…

All: *look at Wu Fei*

Wu Fei: …don't you even…

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Tori: Poor little Duo isn't feeling very well… -___-

Duet: *shakes a little orange prescription bottle* And these things drive him nuts!

Tori: ORANGE PILLIES!?

Duet: O__O *stashes them* You drug addict…