Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Special GW Edition of Whose Line is it Anyway? ❯ Movie & Theater Styles ( Chapter 1 )

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"Good evening, Ladies and Gentlemen, and welcome to 'Whose Line is it
Anyway?', the show where the contestants do improv and the points
don't mean anything. I'm your host, Trowa Barton."

Trowa takes a deep breath, almost smiles at the camera, and proceeds
to use up tomorrow's ration of words, since he just finished with
today's. "Among tonight's contestants, we have the largest mouth this
side of L2, Duo Maxwell." Duo grins widely at the camera with a
little wave.

The camera shifts and Trowa continues, "L4's own walking blush,
Quatre Reberba Winner." Quatre promptly blushes and fingers his pink
vest.

"The man who competes with statues for stony faces, Heero Yuy."
Heero stoically death-glares at the camera.

"And, The Long Arm of Demented Justice, Chang Wufei." Wufei reaches
for his katana only to remember he was forced to leave it back stage.

The camera pans back to Trowa, who almost smiles again. "To start
off tonight, we'll have a game of Movie and Theater styles for Duo
and Wufei. But first, I need some suggestions of styles from the
audience." Trowa turns to look at the audience with one expectant
eye.

A jumble of shouts answer him, with one voice coming through more
clearly. "Gone With the Wind!"

Trowa nods and scribbles, briefly focusing on Noin who's grinning
widely. Another voice surfaces from the chaos. "Chick flick."

Wufei looks rebellious as he focuses on Hilde, who made the
suggestion. He mutters quietly to Duo, "We never should have let
Quatre invite them."

"Oh, I don't know, this could be a lot of fun." Duo responds just as
quietly, with a mischievous wink. Wufei stifles a groan.

In the meantime, several more suggestions have been accepted by
Trowa, who turns back to his contestants. "Alright, the scene. You
are on a pleasure cruise in the South Pacific. I'll let you get
started, and then I'll buzz in with the styles."

Duo and Wufei look at each other, then Duo pantomimes leaning on a
railing. "Isn't it beautiful? Water, water, and more water, as far
as the eye can see." Duo gestures widely.

Wufei stands woodenly still. "..."

"Look, I know you didn't want to come on the vacation, but still,
it's good to get away-"

BUZZZZZ. "Gone With the Wind." Trowa interjected.

"-from the war. From all of those horrible Yankees destroying my
beloved Tara. I knew you would come with me, Rhett. I knew you
loved me." Duo finished, with a passable southern belle accent.

"Love you?" Wufei was startled into responding. "But I don't-"

"Oh, Rhett, don't say that. I know you do!" Duo clings to Wufei's
arm. "Say we'll be together forever."

"Frankly, Duo, I don't give a damn."

Duo then pantomimes fainting and falling over the railing, dragging
Wufei with him and then down into a crouch on the carpet.

"Baka!"

BUZZZZ. "Chick flick." Trowa smirked ever so slightly.

Duo flopped out on his stomach, clutching Wufei. "Noooooooooo, Jack,
you can't die."

Wufei stared at Duo like he'd just grown a second head.

"We've only found each other and love so recently. It's not fair."
Duo breaks into sobs, still clinging with an iron grip to Wufei.

Wufei glanced nervously at the camera, then awkwardly strokes Duo's
hair. "It'll be alright....Rose." He said the name awkwardly after
hearing Duo's whispered prompt.

Duo looked up, smiling. "Oh, Jack, I love you." Duo leaned up and
forward, clearly intending to kiss a Wufei who was going white and
then red as he realized Duo's intention, when...

BUZZZZZZ. "X-files."

Duo drew away from Wufei with a suddenly shocked look. "Oh, oh, oh
my god, you're not Jack, you're...you're...you're...a clone!"

This Wufei could warm up to. "Yes. We replaced your pathetic
inferior Jack with the highly superior me." Wufei smiled evilly.
"And you're next Rose. Your clone is waiting to take your place. All
that needs to happen now is for you to die."

Duo did the only thing he could think of, he opened his mouth to
scream.

BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. Trowa leaned on the button. "Thank
you. Duo gets points for actually playing the game, while Wufei gets
points for rendering Duo speechless. Now for our next victims,
er...contestants..."

~~~End Part 1~~~

Teaser: Quatre and Heero play the emotions game.