Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ RNDM True Stories ❯ Bubble Tea and Bananas ( Chapter 40 )

Tori: *typing at laptop sitting on the coffee table* Ahhhh… ^__^ Things have finally calmed down around here.

Wu Fei: *runs through the living room, dodging randomly* Gross! Stop! STOP IT! You're wasting them!

Heero: *runs after him, grinning and holding a giant straw to his lips*

Quatre: *from the kitchen* I WAS GONNA DRINK THAT BUBBLE TEA!!

Tori: …^__^*

 

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Quatre: *sitting at the kitchen table poking his eggs around his plate*

Trowa: Not hungry, Quatre?

Quatre: *pauses* …I've been thinking about becoming vegan.

Heero: Awww… Does Quatre want to save all the wittle animals? *shovels a forkful of eggs into his mouth*

Quatre: Sure, that's always a plus. *smiles*

Duet: Oh, shut up! You liar… *looks at everyone else* He just wants an excuse to ask out the cute vegan guy at the organic food market.

Wu Fei: *crumbling up his toast* Picking up guys grocery shopping, Q? How…domestic. *shakes head*

Duo: Yeah, usually you just go to shows and date whatever follows you home. o.o

 

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Duet: What'cha listening to?

Quatre: The Academy Is. ^__^

Duet: …what is it?

Quatre: The Academy? It just… Is. o.o

Duet: Is what?

Quatre: The band is called `The Academy Is'

Duet: Is WHAT!?

Quatre: *cold and clipped* Shut up. You're dumb. Don't talk to me.

 

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Wu Fei & Duet: *sitting at a table in a café while Trowa and Mike get their drinks*

Mike: *comes back, looks at Duet* There's a bitch in my seat. *frowns*

Duet: *turns to Wu Fei* Yeah, man, get the hell out of Mike's seat.

 

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Duo: *misses the top step and flat out falls down all the steps, then just lays on the landing* X.x

Trowa: *walks by eating an apple, just stops in front of Duo and stares at him* …

Duo: *meets Trowa's gaze* …

Trowa: …having a little trouble?

Duo: …these steps are a bitch.

 

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Duet: *holding her lower back* My back hurts…

Heero: That's because your baby tummy has caused your center of mass to shift out past a supported point and so you're leaning back to compensate and relocated your center of mass over your feet.

Duet: *blink*

Heero: I saw this in a Paul Hewitt video once…

Duet: *blink* …so my back hurts….

 

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Quatre: *at club, all suited up to fence sabre*

Absolutely HUMONGOUS Guy: *starts hooking up at the other end of the strip*

Quatre: Hi, there! ^__^

Wu Fei: *walks over, leans in near Quatre's ear, whispers* …most target area…ever…

Quatre: o.o AW CRAP, FEI! *giggles uncontrollably the entire bout*

 

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Duet: Ugh… Heero, make me laugh. ~__~

Heero: Hm…Christine stabbed herself in the vagina!

Duet: *smirks* Tell me a new joke…

Heero: *ponders a minute* Okay… In most situations in life, green means go, yellow means proceed with caution, and red means stop. Well, things are TOTALLY different when it comes to bananas. When a banana's green, that means stop. When it's yellow, that means go. And when it's red…where the heck did you get that banana!?

Duet: o.o

Heero: *big grin, arches eyebrows*

Duet: …don't ever speak to me again.

 

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Duo & Heero: *discussing their road tests to get this drivers licenses*

Heero: It was like, “okay, this is a closed course, so don't go over fifteen miles per hour…”

Duo: Yeah, I never got that. That'd be a decent road test if you lived in, like, New York City… Or Kansas. For New Jersey, you should have to take the entire test at eighty miles per hour.

Heero: Yeah, and they'd have people on the course tailgate you and cut you off. *grins*

Duo: …make you slam on the breaks going fifty, or yank your e-break and pull a one-eighty. *also grinning*

Heero: Whenever out of state people move to Jersey, they should take it… Learn how to fucking navigate a circle and read fucking Parkway Exit signs.

 

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Wu Fei & Rach: *driving along, pulls off highway*

Wu Fei: *talking about Rach's recent ex-boyfriend* I know you two were together for a while… But he sucked at life!

Rach: *shrugs* Hn…

Wu Fei: *drives a little longer in silence, then pulls into a trailer park, slows down* Why don't you just jump and find yourself a new Brian?

 

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Tori: Thank God I don't have a penis…

Heero: Yeah, amen to that.

Tori: o.o

 

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Trowa: So I'm driving down 202…

Rach: Shut up!

Trowa: …and I see this green Grand Am stopped with its blinker on..

Rach: SHUT UP!

Trowa: …in the middle of the white lines coming off the overpass…

Rach: SHUT! UP!

Trowa: …and I think to myself, “That poor schmuck...”

Rach: Shut to FUCK up, Trowa!

Trowa: And then I get this phone call…

Rach: Die, Trowa.

Trowa: …and it's Rachel screaming, “DON'T JUST DRIVE PAST ME, YOU FUCK, HELP ME!”

Rach: *bright red* YOU SAID YOU WOULDN'T TELL ANYONE!

Heero: *grins* Small world.

 

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Tori: Wow… an update!

Kegawa: That's not scrambled!

Awa: *knocks on wood*