20-Dec-2000
This is my first fic in a couple days...I hope I haven't lost my edge.
Title: Snowmen
Author: Belle Morte (lion@pc-intouch.com)
Archive: GW Addiction, the SGWFL or anywhere else, just ask!
Category: snowy fluff, theme week challenge,
Pairings: implied 1+2, 1+3, 3+4 and so on....
Warnings: Shounen ai, hetero, Relena bashing.
Notes: I don't know...I really don't know. I haven't even seen snow before.
Enjoy! And if you get a sudden craving for gingerbread (there is no
gingerbread in the story, unfortunately) before, during or after reading the
story, it wasn't me.
Disclaimer: I do not own ANYTHING! Thank you.
The whole Gundam Wing gang was out in the middle of nowhere, in the snow. No one had any real reason to be there, and hadn't even dressed for the occasion. They were just in the snow in the middle of nowhere, okay? Uh... back to the story.
"Oi, Heero, I love you!" Duo proclaimed to his spandex-clad snow king.
"Hn," Heero replied, affectionately, if that's possible.
"Oh, how could you, I thought you loved me, Heero!" Trowa wailed and sniffled.
"But you still have me," Quatre responded to Trowa softly, "and together we shall make beautiful music!" Trowa and Quatre this commenced rabid Trowa-Quatre/Quatre-Trowa love making.
"Onna! Justice! AHH!!" Wufei screamed as Sally Po was in hot pursuit after him.
"Do not worry, my Wufei baby darling, I will find you and we shall also make beautiful music!" Sally called out to him, only causing Wufei to run faster.
"Why am I here?" Trieze said aloud. No one heard him.
"Heeeerrrrooooooo!" Relena screeched, "come and pelt me with a snowbaalllllll!"
"You are so not related to me," grumbled Zechs, munching on a piece of gingerbread. (Okay... so there *is* gingerbread in the story...)
Quatre and Trowa continued making rabid Quatre-Trowa/Trowa-Quatre love until Treize's head fell off.
"Trowa!" Quatre called, looking a little miffed, "We've been looking for you all morning, and here you are, in the backyard, playing with snowmen!"
"Sorry," Trowa murmured and then followed Quatre back to the safehouse.
The End!
Did it make sense to any of you? Are you craving gingerbread? Is life really like a box of chocolates?! Please send comments, compliments and pocky to lion@pc-intouch.com. Thanks!
Belle "Oom pa tee chim, chim!" Morte
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