Warning: Complete silliness.

Zechs and Milliard, The Story by JejeFish

Zechs and Milliard Awesome Adventure

PART ONE: I WANT TO!

Treize: I'd rather learn Scuzzy Baby language.
Milliard: Treize, Scuzzy baby don't talk.
Treize: Yes it does. It just have different languages. Like you and Zechs. You could communicate.
Milliard: But Zechs is a living thing. Scuzzy baby isn't.
Treize: Nonsense. *pouts*

Milliard: *to self* This is what I come back for? I'd rather my head got chopped off, or stuck in a cockpit than having to put up with this a second longer. Now.. how to..

Moments later...
Milliard: okay I give up! I give up! Go learn Scuzzy baby language see if I care.
Treize: you're not going to teach me?
Milliard: I don't know the language. But I can teach you dog language and Zechs could teach you how to talk to Scuzzy baby. He had one, he should know.
Treize: *big puppy eyes, hugs* Aw Milliard you're the best.
Milliard: Yeah yeah, whatever.

That night:
Milliard: Psst.. Zechs.. *whispers* Wake up.
Zechs: *rubs eyes with paws* Arf? (transl.: Uh? Huh? What?)
Milliard: I need to ask a favour from you.
Zechs: Arf? Arf? (transl.: What is that? Are you feeling well?)
Milliard: On the contrary. I feel like hell.
Zechs: Arf. (transl.: What can I help?)
Milliard: Do you know scuzzy baby language?
Zechs: *howls in surprise*
Milliard: Shhhhhh
Zechs: *whispers* Arf? Arf? (transl.: Scuzzy baby language? I don't know such language existed. I thought scuzzy baby isn't alive..)
Milliard: But Treize wouldn't listen
Zechs: *shakes head* Arf.. arfarfarf (transl.: He has a severe case of obsession has he not?)
Milliard: *nods* Could you think of anything?
Zechs: *ponders* Aaaaarf..arf (transl.: Well I just have to invent one, I guess)

So, from then on, Treize had morning lessons in Dog Language from Milliard and dreamt about having intimate conversations with his scuzzy baby at night. Ever wonder what gender is scuzzy baby?

Milliard: *This* is the leader of OZ? *points to a playing Treize*
Zechs: Arf.. (transl.: I bet I could be a better leader than him)
Milliard: Yah. If all OZ troops are dogs you can.
Zechs: Arf!! (transl.: hey! stop being sarcastic!!)
Milliard: I don't hear you.

PART TWO: ENTER LADY UNE

Milliard: No! No! You have to stretch that a bit.
Treize: He~ll~o Zechs.
Milliard: Yes that's right. *turns to Zechs* How was it?
Zechs (the dog): *barks enthusiastically* Arf! (transl.: Very stoopid)
Milliard: *laughs*
Treize: What is that?
Milliard: Oh he said you're good for a first timer, I am proud.
Zechs(the dog): Aaarf. (transl.: Liar!)
Milliard: *smile*
Zechs: Arf! Arf!! Arfarfarf! Arrrf. (transl.: Teach him the basics, like, food, sleep, hello, goodbye, bathe and walk, play and pee. For the love of mine, when I need to pee he'll stuff me food, when I need to sleep he'll play with me. It's time to put things straight.)
Milliard: Okay. Now Treize. this means "food".

And so, they learn and learn and learn again and again. Until...

Treize: Milliard?
Milliard: Hm? What?
Treize: Have you locked the room yet?
Milliard: I don't think so? Why?
Treize: I don't want anyone to see me studying this.. this.. language.
Zechs: *angry* aaaaaaaaarf!! (transl.: Are you feeling a bit ashamed with this language? This is the highest of all literature arts!)
Milliard: Zechs calm down.. its just.. er. Humans have different view of things.
Zechs: *harumphed* arf! (transl.: Well, they'll just have to see it from a different light from now on)
Milliard: *to Treize* No I haven't
Treize: Then lock it, before someone comes in
Milliard: Before that we have to put a door first.
Treize: Oh I forgot, Dermail destroyed the last one. Get one soon, before something happens.
Zechs: *gleefully* arf! (transl.: too late) *nods at the doorway*
Lady Une: Oh my god whats happening here? Talking to a dog? Are you all out of your minds.
Zechs: *growls* Arf!Arf! (transl.: Don't you dare insult me, lady whoever.)
Lady Une: Don't growl at me you mutt. *to Treize* Really Sir, you have better things to do than to try to communicate with a dog. I assure you communicating with aliens from outer space is easier.
Treize: No, no, you don't understand, Lady. I understand Zechs perfectly.
Lady Une: of course you do, he's human.
Milliard: Well, you see, he named this dog Zechs, and true, we understand him perfectly well, in fact we are teaching Treize dog language.
Lady Une: *eyes sparked with interest* Can I learn that too? Zechs: *roll eyes* Arrrrf. (transl.: Great.. another one. Don't tell me she wanted to learn scuzzy baby language too) Treize: *eyes lit up* Did I just hear Scuzzy Baby?

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