Date: Sept 8, 1066
Pairings: None
Warnings: Bad word. Oddness.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. Blargh.
Flames to: anakerie@cinci.rr.com
A look inside their heads:
Wufei: "I have dreams like anyone else. Someday, I will get to live them. I want to attend a Southern Baptist church, wearing a flowered dress and a large hat. Then I will leap to my feet, flailing my arms, and testifying that I've got the spirit, lord! Someday..."
Heero: "People are always asking me about these shoes. Believe me I'd love to change them. I hate them. But I have to keep wearing them. You see, before I left, Dr. J double-tied them so that they wouldn't come undone and trip me. And I can't figure out how to get them off."
Duo: "The truth is that I'm a big phony. I tell people that I lived on the streets, was an orphan, yadda yadda yadda, and they all feel sorry for me. Fact: I grew up in New Hampsire. I went to a private school, and my parents are loaded. And Solo? Solo was my DOG! He got hit by a car when I was 7."
Quatre: "Drinking alcohol is against the Muslim religion. So is eating pork. I say, fuck that. If I want to sit in front of the television drinking a Bud Weiser and eating a bag of Pork Rinds, I will! PRAISE ALLAH!"
Trowa: "Okay, it seems that everyone knew that Catherine was my sister except for me. Might have been nice for them to share this information before we ended up having a one-eyed, double-headed, three legged child."
Treize: "Your honor, I SWEAR that boy looked 18...."
Zechs: "See, the whole mask thing started because I wanted to be a movie serial killer. All the really decent ones got to wear masks. The fetish didn't start until later...
Une: "People think that I slept my way into my current position. That isn't the truth. There was no sleeping involved!"
Noin: "You know what tastes good? Panda sandwiches!"
End
(:./lasha/derailed)
