"Now I've got you, Maxwell!" the martial arts expert cried, but Duo managed to keep us out of range as we sailed past the model aisle. Heero was suspended upside down in a huge gundam-type machine that the scientists had made using every gundam model in stock, most of the Star Wars collection and several fins from '57 Thunderbird kits.
Duo just shook his head and we flew past the military aisle, where Dorothy was now clutching handfuls of little green army men and crying, "Die for me, you beautiful boys! Die!" Luckily that scene passed quickly but soon the housekeeping aisle loomed ahead. Hilde and Cathrine had gotten the hang of the Easy-Bake Oven and were holding out trayfuls of miniature brownies. I declined, but Duo grabbed a handful as we rocketed past, waving at Hilde as he did so. I heard her sigh happily behind us.
We nearly ran into Relena then, just narrowly avoiding her Barbie-pink sedan as she motored sternly in the opposite direction. In the board game aisle, Treize and Quatre appeared to have teamed up, with the General now firmly in charge of all the world's armies and Quatre controlling the World Bank. Currently they were sipping from Little Mermaid teacups and trading stories about how lonely it is at the top.
The check out aisle was in sight (and a good thing too as Wu Fei was fast approaching firing range and I had no intention of getting Supersoaked by Pigtail Boy.) I waved my thanks to the Braided One as he moved it into high gear and did a fancy little scissor step around the party favor aisle. Wu Fei, however, had already fired and the stream of water hit Zechs squarely in the face as he stood over the store's puny computer console, watching the manager order a large shipments of Tallgeese and Tallgeese II kits. Wu Fei slammed on the breaks of the Ferrari and watched with horror as Zechs picked up the manager temporarily and used the blue vest to dry his face. Dropping the man back into his chair, the tall blond gave Wu Fei an icy look. "We'll just see what Treize has to say about this one," he intoned, his voice low and threatening. The Chinese boy gave a little scream as the Ferrari's tires squealed on the tile floor and he flew off in the direction of Duo shouting, "I'm going to die, Maxwell!! I'm going to die horribly and it's all your fault!!"
I slumped against the check out counter and laid down the battered box containing my D-Hell model. As the bored, gum-chewing clerk rang up my purchase I calmed myself by watching Trowa, amidst the swing sets displayed in the front of the store, doing breathtaking acrobatic moves off of the child-sized trapeze, landing smoothly on the Rocket Rider and swinging it hard enough to make the whole thing spin around the top of the playset to the amazement of the large crowd that had gathered to watch him. "Magnificent," I murmured and handed over my money. Just then Zechs walked up looking weary but satisfied. "Hey Blondie!" I greeted him, waving with what little strength I had left, "did you get the manager to see things your way?"
"Oh, yes, Dear Miko," he bowed graciously in return, thankfully ignoring my dishonorable use of a nickname in public. "I don't think there will be anymore problems in getting all the Gundam Wing models now. Right Bob?" He tossed a glance back at Bob, the hapless manager, who nodded his head a little too quickly and went back to his computer. I picked up my large Toys 'R Us bag that held my small model kit and then turned to Zechs and Bob once more. "Oh, Bob?" I asked politely. "Would you reserve a Tallgeese and a Tallgeese II for me, please?" Zechs smiled, obviously flattered, but Bob shook his head. "Nope. I'm sorry. Toys 'R Us doesn't reserve anything for anybody- " He broke off abruptly as Zechs, still smiling at me, began to drum his immaculately-gloved fingers on top of Bob's computer monitor. Bob's voice changed to a squeak. "Sure. No problem" he managed to get out as I walked out the doors, waving at Zechs, who gave me a charming wink in return.
The End
(:./kumiko/toysrus5)
