A sequel to Showtime, a squicky story where Dekim is in drag!
"Oh, Deky baby," said Dekim Barton's stage manager. "The troops were delighted by your performance."
Dekim was still moping as he plunged his spoon into his bowl of cheese and corn ice cream.
"What's wrong?"
"Still can't get those two out of my head."
"What two?"
"Wufei Chang and Trowa Barton, of course," said Dekim as he began fiddling with his spoon and ice cream in a way that was obscene without being explicit. The spoon plunged in and out of the softening ice cream, which was two massive hemispheres rapidly turning into one huge blob.
"You mean?"
Drops of blood fell from Dekim's nose unto the ice cream, which then was mixed to turn the mess a weird strawberry color.
The stage manager had a blinding headache right in her visual cortex as her brain refused to process such a terrifying image. She kept on smiling anyway as she was being paid a frightening amount of money to smile and cheer up the demonic monster from hell. So in compensation for her facial paralysis, her head began flinging off sweat like a sprinkler.
She, however, fainted when he ATE the ice cream.
Mariemeia watched as Trowa and Wufei swam in the pool and sighed with pleasure. Bang boy is kawaii, but my favorite is Wu-chan, she thought. Wufei said to Trowa, "This little girl is a hentai."
"... " agreed Trowa.
"All right, guys, out of the pool. Ok, after you shower and dry off, I want you to follow me to my room."
Wufei and Trowa threw each other frightened glances.
However, after toweling off and putting on their Boy Scout uniforms, they followed their seven year-old leader to her room. It was a room that was well furnished, but done with a grown-up's taste in mind rather than a child's.
Mariemeia pulled out a briefcase from underneath her bed.
"Oh, God, what does she want?" said Wufei.
"???" replied Trowa.
Mariemeia opened the briefcase.
Wufei let out a terrified shriek.
"Wu-bear, wear this panda suit."
"I WILL NOT WEAR A PANDA SUIT!!!"
"Wufei, do not make me throw you out an air lock!" pouted Mariemeia. "Now be quiet and put on the suit."
Trowa smirked and giggled. Quietly, of course.
Mariemeia, however, turned to him and said, "I have another costume for you." It was his old Pierrot costume.
Trowa sighed with relief then looked at Wufei who was now in complete costume as a panda with his face showing. He then threw his head back and laughed.
"KYAAAA!!!" screamed Mariemeia. "What's that noise coming out of his mouth?"
Wufei's face radiated a sort of puzzled disgust. "He's laughing, what do you think?"
"What now?' said Trowa.
"You will both sleep with me in my bed," said Mariemeia.
"WHAT?"
"It's well past my bedtime and I have to go to sleep so I can wake up early and make my daily speech. But grandpa took away all my teddy bears and dolls, so I want you to take their place. Trowa sleeps on the left while Wu-panda sleeps on the right. Just wait right there, I have to get into my jammies." Mariemeia went into the next room to change into her blue silk pajamas.
"Just sleep, I think," said Trowa, looking totally relieved.
"Yes," said Wufei.
They considered the alternative and shivered, totally grossed out.
Meanwhile, Dekim had dragged his just awakened stage manager with him to his dressing room. "Tell me, my dear. What do you think would make me the most attractive?"
"Most attractive," repeated the stage manager. She rubbed her temples and thought, he must mean least nasty. "I don't know."
Dekim took out a Tarzan outfit, but didn't put it on.
The stage manager shook her head.
Dekim then took out a cowboy outfit with buttless chaps.
The stage manager swallowed and shook her head. "I don't think so." Bad images, bad images, she thought.
Dekim then took out a leather outfit with fur trim with rubber shorts and zippers.
The stage manager put a hand over her mouth to keep from barfing. "It's too much." Or it's too little, she thought.
"Ah, hah!" cried Dekim. He pulled out a maid's uniform. "Panties not included," he declared.
The stage manager shivered, then decided to nod so she wouldn't have to burn any more horrible images into her brain.
"Excellent. Wu-baby's just going to love me in high heels and pantyhose. Are you sure I shouldn't go for the Scarlet O'Hara look?"
A sweatdrop the size of basketball went down her face. Dekim Barton in a hoop skirt... she thought. Uuuuuggghhhhh.
"Is it that hot in here?"
***
Marimeia woke up to see her panda-dude and clown-guy still asleep. She put on her headphones and put in her DVD on which she burned all the best moments of Evangelion or anything that had fellow redhead Asuka kicking ass and shooting off her mouth.
Wufei opened his eyes and said, "Hey, a seven year old shouldn't be watching Eva."
"There's an exception for world leaders," stated Mariemeia. She shut it off, then said, "OK, today you're going to show me how to ride that Gundam of yours. The Nutty Kook."
"NATAKU!"
"Nada cool."
"NA, TA, KU!"
"Tatakau," said Mariemeia, a Japanese verb for fighting.
Mustn't kill boss, mustn't kill boss, thought Wufei.
"I want to use the flamey sock puppet of yours."
Trowa whispered in her ear, "Stop provoking him, his vein's throbbing on his forehead."
"But, Trowa, I want to see it burst."
"If it bursts, he'll die."
"Oh, I guess I better stop teasing him about the name then."
"Yes, I don't want to stain my shirt."
***
After Wufei had washed "girl cooties" off his beloved, he jumped down and mopped his brow. Damn that little girl, he thought. Running around, torching everything left and right.
Dekim Barton came up to him and said, "Oh, where is that delightful friend of yours?"
"What delightful friend?" I have friends? thought Wufei.
"Trowa Barton, of course! I want you to come with me for a private meeting."
"He's probably fixing a mobile suit or something," said Wufei.
"Well, go find him and meet me at my room on the third floor. It's of the highest importance."
Wufei found Trowa and they went up to Dekim's room.
Dekim opened the door, dressed in his bathrobe. Wufei and Trowa throw each other uneasy looks. Oh, my God, thought Trowa. I hope this isn't what I think it is.
"Come in, come in, my dears."
They came in despite their better judgement.
Dekim then closed the door and wrapped a ribbon around his head.
Wufei and Trowa sweatdropped.
Dekim then took off his bathrobe to reveal that he was wearing a maid's uniform, complete with high heels, silk stockings and garter belts.
Both bishonen's jaws dropped and both looked as if all the blood had been sucked out of their body.
"OH, MY EYES!" screamed Wufei. His face looked like this. 0_0 then T_T
Trowa went //_T.
Unfortunately for them, Dekim was hopelessly deluded about his looks. "Come on, boys, don't you want to take some of this. He ripped open his shirt. The sight was horrifying. Not only did his chest look like all the hair on top of his head had migrated there, but fuzz also covered his shoulders and back. The skin beneath the hair was a pasty white with a ghastly undertone like old mayo. The frightening thing though was that he had flat, saggy boobs and a potbelly that rippled when he hit it. The man had the body of a Homer Simpson. Both bishonen backed away from the man.
If he shows any more flesh, my dick will shrivel until I am a eunuch, thought Trowa.
If he takes off his skirt, my Shenlong will shrink until it is only a foot long, thought Wufei. Wufei screamed, "What is it that you want?"
"I want you to shag my ass!" yelled Dekim. "Now get busy!" He bent over, showed his butt and separated his ass cheeks to show them where to... shag.
Wufei and Trowa scream repeatedly. The site of Dekim's saggy, pale butt framed by a skirt complete with the blue varicose veins on his thighs thoroughly destroys any pretense of composure of either pilot. Any attempt at regaining their calm was destroyed when he began to wave his butt, which was getting closer and closer...
When suddenly the wall blew apart to show an angry world dictator-wanna-be contaminating the pristine Nutty Kook with her cooties and incidentally piloting it.
"Grandpapa, Wufei is mine to sleep with," snorted the angry little girl. She ended up scorching some of Dekim's back hair off as she chased him around the compound in Wufei's Gundam.
Wufei and Trowa wept in each other's arms in relief.
Meanwhile, the women in charge of the surveillance put down her latte and said, "Hey, look, they're getting into bed."
"All right," says another. "Dekim's not coming back, is he?"
"Not for a while, I don't think."
"Good, I can put my glasses back on."
The End
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