Jun 13, 2003
...Months after RR38, RR39 comes out. >.>
Wolf looked down at herself for a long moment. Notably female human body with wolfen attributes, legs and paws, breasts and tail, jeans and t-shirt that claimed "I heart bishonen", then she looked, horrified, at the rest of the party. ". . . I'm a Wolf!" It cried. "I'm a girl." It wailed. "I'm a FANGIRL!" It screamed. This might have been a perplexing revelation had it not been for her last words, which echoed loudly over the landscape, and the onlookers realized that their party was once more complete. "I N J U S T I C E !"
"I can't believe this! Of all the things I could become, it had to be a squeeing FANGIRL!"
Trieze ignored his ranting companion, finding himself longing for the all-too-brief period of time when Wufei had been a burbling plate of spaghetti. He sighed heavily, remembering the blessed lack of coherent ranting then and sighed again, thinking that he wouldn't even mind being hit by random globs of spaghetti spit if it meant he didn't have to hear the thunderous screeching happening not three inches from his ears. Apparently, Wufei's new fangirly body had decided that glomping upon the nearest bishonen within a five foot radius was the best course of action to follow, and was currently latched upon Treize's arm. Wufei had, predictably, protested against this, struggling to disconnect his disobedient limbs from Treize's and failing miserably. He contented himself with making Treize's life miserable and ensuring that the archangel would go deaf earlier than he had originally intended.
The other group members were all too glad to back away from Treize and leave him with Fangirly!Wufei, though Legolas found Wufei's new wagging tail a source of constant amusement and fascination. Zechs frequently had to grab his blond counterpart by the...er...by the hair (A/N: >.>) and drag him back before he could enter the Deadly Glomping Radius of Wolf. By now, the group had reached the entrance to Hecklethump and stood about uncertainly, eyeing the fire and brimstone that was sporadically spitting from within the flame-filled HecklethumpHole with not a little trepidation.
"...You first." Heero bowed to Zechs and Legolas, gesturing at the door politely.
"No, no, I must insist," Zechs returned just as politely, "Ladies first."
All eyes turned to Fangirly!Wufei then.
"Oh no, I'm not going in first!" Wufei growled, struggling to unlatch himself/herself/itself from Treize. Slowly, identical evil smirks spread across his companions' faces.
"Well, you *are* in a goddess's body now," Treize reasoned, "And you *are* a lady..."
"I'll take you down with me!" Wufei threatened. An evil chuckle was all the reply he got.
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And so they set out, a yellow-haired, monkey, a mortal, a demon and the unconscious demon he dragged behind him.
"Follow the yellow-haired monkey," Quatre drawled sarcastically, "Gee, why didn't I think of that twenty years ago? To think I could've escaped Hell long ago by following a blond primate..."
"Do you have a better plan?" Trowa shot back. The demon spread his hands deprecatingly, backing away a careful step.
"No, not really. I was just getting a tad bit bored..." Quatre waggled his eyebrows a tad bit. Trowa's eyebrow twitched.
"Stop eyeing my butt," Trowa groaned, "I *really* am not in the mood for that right now."
Quatre was offended.
"What, you'd rather watch a yellow-haired monkey and a pathetic excuse for a demon sell bells to bat fiends than screw with me?"
Trowa thought about it for a moment.
"Actually, yes."
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>.< BECAUSE THE ML CANNOT DIE!
**Wolf**
(:./babaca/rr39)
