Catherine has to fend off Trowa's...
"Oh, you're so hot, Mr. Pierrot," screamed Hilde, leaving a confused Duo behind. "You're so hot that Duo Maxwell is nothing compared to you."
"HEY!" yelled an irate Duo.
Catherine stepped forward and said, "Hey, leave him alone. He needs his privacy."
Hilde got into a fighting stance. "Out of my way!"
Catherine smiled. Girl, you just made a fatal error in judgement, she thought.
After Duo carted an unconscious Hilde off the circus grounds in a wheelbarrow, Catherine turned to Trowa and said, "God, I am so tired of all these groupies coming up to you. The boss is tired of the girls running away to the circus because of you and the million and a half complaints he gets from their parents."
"But it's not my fault," whined Trowa. "Oh, my head hurts . . ."
"Shut up about your head hurting! I swear if another groupie comes up to you... Now go take a shower!"
Trowa went back to his little trailer.
"Trowa, Trowa... You're alive. I knew you were. My space heart told me... "
Catherine turned to see a blonde boy with his eyes shining. Oh, great, a BOY groupie, she thought. She put her hands on her hips. "Shoo, scram! Or I'll sick the lions on you!"
"But I'm his koibito... "
"That's what they all say. Scat!"
The End
(:./mk/groupies)
