06-Feb-2001
Title: The Grape
Author: Kimmie (JaenKaeGW@hotmail.com)
Archive: GW Addiction
Category: Silliness, fluff, violence toward inanimate objects
Pairings: None.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, I mean no harm, I have no money... Stuff like that. Yeah.
Rating: PG
Warnings: None.
Spoilers: None.
Notes: I was inspired by real events from last night... and I decided everyone deserved to get something finished out of me. I've been doing piece work... and school work. Enjoy!
Quatre smiled. The house was clean again, allowing him his comfort. He hated dirt with a passion, and hated seeing larger items strewn about even more so. Therefore, when he walked into the living room and saw a single, solitary red grape sitting on the coffee table, his eyes flew open in rage. "Who left a grape sitting here?"
He waited a moment, but no one answered.
Stalking over to the offending grape, Quatre grabbed it by the small piece of stem protruding from the shallows of the grape. He carried it in front of him to the kitchen. Heero, Duo, Trowa, and Wufei were playing poker around the table in the breakfast nook, and Quatre made sure to hold the grape in an obvious grip so that they would notice it.
The trash bin's lid was lifted, and Quatre announced, the grape held high, "I will not tolerate grapes left on my tables."
With a flourish, and with everyone watching, Quatre tossed the grape toward the wide mouth of the bin. It hit the rim and bounced off, landing on the floor. Laughing a bit psychotically, Quatre grabbed the grape off of the floor and walked over to the sink. Still giggling maniacally to himself, Quatre shoved the grape down the drain to the garbage disposal, and turned it on, his laugh growing louder with the grind of the grape.
A moment later, Quatre shut off the garbage disposal and grabbed a paper towel, using it to wipe up the remains of the grape from the sink, and a bit of the counter. With a peaceful smile, Quatre walked toward the trash bin again, depositing the used paper towel with ease and shutting the lid.
He started to walk out of the room when he noticed that everyone was staring at him. Blushing slightly, he pointed toward the sink. "I gave it a chance, but it didn't take it." Noticing that no one's expression changed, he pouted softly and said regally before leaving the room, "It was an insolent grape. It deserved to die."
Owari. ^__~
Jenny&Kimmie
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