Lately, I've been getting a lot of e-mails from people begging to continue Quatre's Birthday, the first fic I ever wrote. So here it is, enjoy!
Title: Quatre's Birthday
Author: BelleMorte lion@pc-intouch.com
Category: humor, fluff
Archive: GW Addiction or anywhere else. Just tell me!
Pairings: None
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
Warnings: Craziness...yes....very much..
Notes: Nothing interesting here, how about trying to look in the fic, ne?
When we last left the boys...
"How long do you want the music to continue, Master Quatre?" Rashid asked as he walked in.
"Oh, maybe a few more hours. Then you can send the clothes after." Quatre replied, evilly. "They'll remember never to call me Relena made male ever again..."
And Heero Yuy watched it all from his laptop...
"Don't speak so soon, Blondie..."
Back in Trowa's room
Trowa peeked out from his blanket, letter opener in hand. When will that awful music stop?! he screamed inside his head and threw the knife into the wall. Unlike his sister Catherine, throwing knives wasn't a special talent of his, so the opener of letters barely nicked the paint.
"Oh... won't stick, huh? I'll make you stick! C'mere, you lousy excuse for a pencil sharpener!" Trowa snarled. Apparently, being enclosed in small room with pink bows glued to your hair and god-awful music playing makes clowns crazy. "Die WALL!!!"
And with that, he began to hack into the walls with the knife with a vengeance. Such a vengeance in fact, that he had stabbed his way into Duo's room. (A.N. Damn, Quatre's walls are thin!)
Duo's RoomDuo was in his room, minding his own business, while looking for the speakers that flooded the room with song. Peeking behind a dresser, he heard another sound. Curious and suspicious, he decided to take a closer look. And came face to face with Trowa's letter opener. "What the?! Who is this?!" he asked.
"Murblgga," said the person on the other side.
"Say wha?"
"I said, it's Trowa!"
"Oh!"
Duo moved the dresser out of the way and helped (or tried the best he could to help) Trowa out of the hole in the wall.
"What the heck are you doing, ya lunatic!" Duo yelled over the music.
"Escaping the hell that is my room."
"Hmm," said Duo, "wish I could do that!"
"Perhaps we can," replied Trowa, looking around for something to the sharpen his knife.
In his temporary dwelling up in the air vents, Heero Yuy again watched the others, noting Trowa's breakthrough to Duo's room. "Soon," he told a nearby cobweb, "soon my friends shall rise against Quatre Raberba Winner, the girly man!" Heero started to laugh like a maniac.
Quatre paused before his champagne glass. "Did you hear something, girls?" he asked his sisters. They shook their heads. 'Must be my mind playing tricks on me...'
End Part 4
TBC!
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Belle "Manic Panic" Morte
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