June 27, 2000
Ok now maybe this will get through *mumbles about shooting things and destroying egroups for eating about 200 posts of hers* Here ya go
Here is the next part in the "Fear Chronicles" Which is what I have dubbed this series. The other parts include; Killer Broccoli, and Attack of the Teddies. For all of you worried about the other pilot, I will get to them, and boy do i have plans!! *Evil Cackle*
Warnings: None really, just some weirdness and a little OOC IMO. Enjoy
Disclaimers: I don't own them, but I have a couple of bucks, could I buy them?! No oh well, I will just borrow them then.
They were having a picnic. It was one of those says that you wish would last forever, or most people would. But one pilot did not. This kind of day called to the creatures of the devil, the malicious butterflies. Heero fingered his trigger thoughtfully as he eyes a small monarch butterfly float near the blanket. He was trying very hard to keep control of his emotions, mostly the fear that swam through his blood like ice.
"Heero, what ya lookin at?" Duo asked thoughtfully as he gazed at the solemn boy who was sitting motionless across the blanket.
"Nothing, shut up and leave me alone," the braided boy looked somewhat stunned at the response but did the smart thing and left him well enough alone.
"The evil one's are coming. Beware the ones who fly on silk wings." Heero whispered.
"Heero, you ok? Evil one's, huh?" Quatre asked as he started at Heero. He noticed that Heero had his eyes on something in the distance.
"Heero, why are you staring at the butterfly?" he asked softly but he didn't expect the response. Heero tackled him and threw a hand over his mouth.
"Shhhh, do not say their name or they will come and bring the death of mankind." Quatre looked faintly terrified of Heero, he was acting very strange.
"Oh no! It's too late, you called them." Heero whispered in horror. He jumped up and shot at the approaching butterfly. It exploded to reveal the fact that there was multitudes of more behind it.
"Kuso, run for it!" Heero jumped off Quatre and started to run, grabbing Duo by the braid as he went.
"HEERO let me gooooo!" Duo squealed in pain.
"Can't must keep running," he looked back and saw the others were right behind him.
"If you let me go, I can run faster." Duo pleaded, his scalp was on fire and they had a ways to go before they would reach the house. Heero seemed to think about that for a second then released the death grip he had on Duo's braid. Duo stumbled at the unexpected occurrence but quickly regained his balance as he saw Heero reach for his braid again.
It was a heart pounding race back to the safehouse.
"Hurry, get in the house?" Heero yelled to the other three pilots who were running at full speed away from the park.
"Hold it Yuy, we're coming." Wufei panted as they dashed up the porch stairs and threw themselves through the front door before Heero slammed it shut and clicked the dead bolt into place.
"Check all the windows, screens will not keep them out, they must be shut." Heero barked off orders before running for the stairs. the others looked at each other and shrugged, then went off to check the windows as they were instructed.
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30 minutes later
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Four pilots were sitting in the living room with earplugs in and ignoring their now psychotic comrade.
"What do you think happened to him," Trowa asked thoughtfully, he had just gotten over his fear of teddy bears. Or so he told the other pilots, he still checked under the bed every night, but that is a different story.
"Post traumatic stress syndrome. I mean he had to go to that dance with Relena last week. It could have caused him to flip his lid." Duo suggested, the others nodded, it was a viable reason.
"Mwahahaha, you will all die!!!" Heero cackled.
<BAM>
Massive sweat dropping ensued by the pilots as they heard his words. As Heero shot he did not notice one, tiny, butterfly come near him until it was too late.
"ARG Get it off!" Heero reacted wildly and swung at the butterfly that was perched on the end of his nose. The other pilots watched on in shock as he hit it off and proceeded to squish it into little bits on the floor below his feet. Then, to everyone's surprise, Heero became covered in butterflies. From head to toe with a multitude of different colored, different sized butterflies. Duo reached for the can of raid that was under the couch and stalked Heero, who was now running around the house screaming like a banshee.
"Heero hold still and close your mouth." Duo instructed, and then started spraying the quivering mass.
Ten minutes later all that was left of the swarm of butterflies was a bunch of little bits on the floor. As they had fallen, Heero had stomped them to bits.
"I think we need a new place to stay," Duo murmured as he led the shaken pilot of wing to his room to rest. The others agreed silently, that place was too weird.
Uh, ok anyways. I scare myself. Sooooo C&C, unless you don't want the next part...next it's Duo's turn, mwahahahaha *choke* Anyways, I won't start writing until I get some replies, so hurry up and send you entry in!
Mistress
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Death
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