Well...I had this dream, and well...this is the finished product.
Hope you like.
Disclaimer: I don't don't GW...or Samurai Pizza Cats.
It was a quiet day at the Winner Mansion. (Duo: Liar!) Okay...maybe not so quiet...(Duo: Pants on fire!!) Fine! It wasn't quiet at all in the Winner Mansion. (Duo: *smirk*) Anyway, four of our five favorite pilots were in one of the living rooms doing their thing. Duo was watching TV at the max volume, Trowa reading, Heero on that "damn laptop", and Wufei snoozing loudly.
"Bwahahaha!!! Go Pizza Cats go!" Duo laughed. "Woo, Polly Ester!"
Heero snorted, apparently he'd been paying attention.
"What is it with you at that damn TV show...I don't see any sense in it." he yelled over the TV.
"There isn't any! That's why it rules!" replied Duo followed by a "Beat that Bad Bird!!"
Heero sighed and resumed his work. Just then, Quatre ran in. Apparently, one of the Maguanacs thought it would be a cool idea to put Prozac in his lemonade.
"Guess what guess what guess what what what!!!" he yelled loud enough for Wufei to wake up and Duo to put the TV on mute.
"What?" Wufei asked groggily.
"Toooodaaaaayyy'ssss myyyyyy BIRTHDAY!!!" Quatre yelled again and starting dancing wildly.
"Oooh! Birthday!!! Yay!!" Duo exclaimed and started dancing with Quatre.
"My party's tomorrow though, so you can all by me presents TODAY!" Quatre added and then ran off.
Trowa blinked.
Wufei mumbled something about injustice.
Duo continued dancing.
Heero broke with the semi-silence. "Hn."
The next day....
Quatre's prozac had worn off and was quite calm. He strolled down the hallway to the dining room where the party was being held, humming to himself.
He opened the sliding doors and was greeted was a very loud "HAPPY BIRTHDAY QUATRE!" from the Maganacs and Duo. The other pilots nodded politely.
"Thanks guys!" Quatre replied and sat down at the very large table with everyone else.
The food was served along with champagne.
"Finally, old enough to touch this stuff," Quatre said sipping his first taste of alcohol..and rather liking it. The others agreed started downing the champagne bottles.
5 crates of champagne later...
"Who's up for cake?!" Abdul asked, wheeling in the humongo-sized birthday cake with 16 candles and pink icing. On the top it said "Happy Birthday Quatre, the noble in desert" [1]
"Me! Me me!" Duo almost yelled and started running towards it. Luckily, the other pilots has remembered what had happened at Relena's party and already had Duo held back somewhat.
"Oh wow...thanksh for the bootiful cake Ab...duuull..." Quatre slurred, his light body not containing the alcohol very well. "Thatsh....vewwy....nish of yous.." He tried to blow out the candles but ended up blowing in Wufei's ear.
"Wassh it!" Wufei drunkeningly complained.
"Shorry...Wuffy..." Quatre slurred back and this time properly blew out the candles. As everyone was passed a piece a cake Trowa made a comment that would turn the day to a drunken nightmare.
"Whysh your cake pink..?"
"Cuz Quatre's an onna...he alwaysh hash pink..." Wufei answered.
"I am not! Pinksh not jush for girlsh....!"
"Face it, Quat...your Relena made male.." Heero said.
At this, Quatre turned beet red with anger. "I'll show you! I'll show you all!" and with that, he ran outta the room.
"Wash it somethin' we shed?" Trowa asked. The others shrugged. Little did they know that Quatre was really gonna show them.
TBC
Anyone somewhat interested? Please reply. Homacidal newbie here.
[1] Hardly anyone calls Quatre by this. Everyone calls Heero the perfect soldier, Duo the God of Death ect...but not Quatre. BackBelle Morte
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