Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Scurvy, Jolly Rogers and a Whole Lotta Booty ❯ The Stowaway and the Wench ( Chapter 3 )

The Stowaway and the Wench

The Zero Star set off from Palm Beach after the diet rum had been securely brought on board. Trowa decided not to introduce anyone to his new wench until they were far enough out to sea, that way Captain Heero couldn't kick her off. Of course, he could always just make her walk the plank, but Trowa was sure that after he saw how beautiful she was he'd be glad to let her stay.

Once land was out of sight, Trowa lead the wench to the helm to meet with Captain Heero and Wu Fei. They both looked up from their mugs of diet rum and stared at the approaching angel. Quatre was feeling incredibly uneasy, and kept fidgeting with the floor length skirt.

"Captain Heero, Wu Fei, this is my new wench," Trowa explained and put his arm around Quatre's waist.

Captain Heero took Quatre's hand and kissed it. "Hello, beautiful wench," he said, his voice in a daze.

"Ummm. . . ." Quatre started, but Wu Fei interrupted.

"You are the most beautiful wench ever," he said taking Quatre's other hand and showering it with kisses.

Now Quatre was extremely uncomfortable, but he didn't know what to do. If I tell them, he thought, they may kill me because I'm not a wench. His worries were interrupted by a sudden outburst by Trowa.

"She's my wench!!!" he screamed, knocking the other men's lips from Quatre's hands. "I claimed her, so no touching. Or I'll kill you!" And Trowa meant it, for his hand was hovering above his cutlass.

Captain Heero drew his. "Don't make promises you can't keep. And don't forget who the Captain of this ship is."

Trowa backed up and prepared for a duel. He knew that dueling with Captain Heero meant one of two things, either kill him or die. Trowa didn't plan on the latter.

Quatre watched in horror as the two pirates went at each other. He couldn't let this happen, not for him. Especially when they assumed he was a wench. So he did the only thing that came into his mind, he jumped overboard.

Unfortunately, Trowa and Captain Heero were far too absorbed in their sword fight to notice the wench jump into the water. And Quatre would have entered a watery grave if Wu Fei hadn't been planning on jumping on the wench and taking her below deck to keep her, umm, safe, while Captain Heero and Trowa killed each other. When he saw her go over, he did the first thing that popped into his head. He grabbed the fishing net and threw it on top of her, then reeled her in.

What a bad wench, he thought, running away from the disturbance she caused.

As Wu Fei helped untangle the waterlogged wench from the net he noticed something. A very unwenchlike bulge poking through the soaked dress.

Quatre coughed and looked up at Wu Fei. What is he staring at now, he thought and got up.

Wu Fei backed up. "What's in your knickers, wench? Did you steal a potato or something?"

It took a moment for Quatre to catch on. A potato? He thought a moment before realizing what the Chinese fellow was referring to.

"No I didn't steal a potato and shove it down my knickers. This is all just a very large misunderstanding. I'm not a wench. I'm Quatre Raberba Winner." He stated this loud enough for the fighting pirates to hear, which they did, and stopped dead in their tracks.

"You're not a wench then?" Trowa finally managed.

Quatre shook his head. "No. I lost a wet T-shirt contest, and the penalty is to be sold as a wench. Only the men in Palm Beach wouldn't listen when I told them I wasn't a wench." All three pirates stood in shock for several minutes. How could this beautiful wench not even be a wench at all but a man like them?

Captain Heero finally spoke, "Did you say your name was Winner, boy?"

"Yes," Quatre nodded. "Quatre Raberba Winner."

Trowa caught on. "Then that would make you heir to the Winner fortune."

Once again Quatre agreed, although he was a bit confused. You see, he was exceptionally smart but very naive.

"So," Captain Heero began, "you must be very important to your father then?"

"My father," Quatre said and looked down trying to hold back his tears. "My father will disown me once he finds out about this. And I know he'll find out. He finds out about everything."

Captain Heero nodded slightly in understanding. "Well, if you have nothing to go back to you can join my crew. Can you cook and clean?"

Quatre's eyes rose to meet the others. "Well, yes. Do you mean it? I can be a pirate?" All his life he had longed for adventure, and now it was coming true. He was filled with more glee than can be described by words alone.

Trowa patted his back. "I'll take him below deck and show him around, Captain."

"Of course," agreed Captain Heero, "and get him something suitable to wear."

A plan was bubbling in Captain Heero's brain as he watched the innocent disappear below deck. The Winner family was extremely wealthy. If Quatre was to be disowned this was the perfect chance to get the largest amount of booty imaginable, and beat the ghost pirate Treize once and for all.

Trowa was very pleased at Captain Heero's decision to allow Quatre to stay as a crew member. Another person to talk to meant that maybe, just maybe, Quatre would understand him. He quickly showed him around below, the kitchen, the bunks, and the bathroom. Then he went to his chest and pulled out some clean clothes for the youth to wear. Of course it was the same thing Trowa was wearing.

Quatre smiled at his generosity. "Thank you so much, I'll go put this on straight away." And he hurried into the bathroom to strip off the wet dress.

He pulled on the ridiculous outfit and instead of tying the red bandana around his neck, he fitted it on his head. A true pirate, he thought, and smiled at himself in the mirror. The clothes were a bit baggy on him so he didn't look nearly as stupid as Trowa.

After a bit, he emerged from the bathroom and Trowa smiled. "Wow, the clothes are a bit baggy, but they still look good. And I love what you did with the bandana."

Quatre smiled and blushed slightly. "Thanks."

Wu Fei was royally annoyed that Captain Heero had let that weakling join the crew. He wasn't even a classically trained pirate, just a spoiled little rich boy who ran away from home. He kept on with these thoughts as made his way back to his alone place, but to his surprise when he got there he wasn't alone.

A person was lying in his very favorite spot with his blanket pulled up to their chin. Usually, Wu Fei would have killed this stowaway and asked questions later, but there was something about the chestnut braid that fell down the slender back that made him pause.

Another wench, he thought, and crept over to her sleeping form. She is probably the most beautiful wench in the world, and he crawled on top of her to gaze at her lovely face.

Duo wasn't sure what was going on, but someone was sitting on top of him and he had the feeling it wasn't a beautiful woman. Better play along, he told himself, and continued pretending to be asleep.

Then whoever it was began rubbing their hand close to his, uhh hum, and Duo drew the line. He didn't like being molested while pretending to sleep. So he punched the person square in the nose and sat up.

"Okay, buddy. Keep your hands to yourself."

Wu Fei was knocked back off of the sleeping wench and looked up as she spoke. Her voice was so deep! Wait a minute, she's not a wench!!! And for that to have happened twice in one day is not good luck.

"Stowaway," he yelled at the top of his lungs and picked up Duo who was busy plugging his ears in an attempt to save his ear drums.

"Hey, I was just gonna tag along until the next port. Really, I didn't think anyone would even find out." As you can tell, Duo was no good at talking his way out of situations.
Wu Fei pulled him on deck. "We'll let the Captain decide what to do with you." And with that he tossed the stowaway at Captain Heero's booted feet. "A stowaway, Captain," Wu Fei explained, and Captain Heero looked down at the braided boy.

Duo studied the boots a moment. Definitely Captain Hook, he thought and looked up at the man standing above him. After a moment recognition set in and the Captain looked considerably surprised, very unusual for him.

Duo stood up and smiled. "Well hello, Heero. It's been a while."

After the Captain regained his composer he nodded. "Yes, Duo. It has."