14-Jun-2000
Ok. Here is the next part of Video Boys where Duo comes out of the TV and other fun stuff happens. ::happily bounces off to go finish writing the next part to her fic::
Warnings: Slight OOC, mild yaoi (eventually)
Disclaimer: I don't own either Video Girl Ai or Gundam
Wing. They are the property of someone who is
definitely not me.
Heero sighed as he removed his boots. The tape lay on the bed next to him still in its case. He'd come home to an empty house. Not that there normally was anyone there. Considering both he and his "brother", Trowa, were rarely home at the same time with them each being out on different missions, Heero was used to it. Still, he wished Trowa was home, maybe he could give Heero some advice on how to pick up girls. Although, something told Heero, Trowa wasn't any better than he was. After all, they both were the strong silent types.
Staring at the VCR in front of him, Heero wondered if Dr. J had repaired it like he said he would. Nothing was worse than a peanut butter and jelly sandwich getting jammed into it, to make a VCR rebel. That was the last time Heero agreed to a mission that involved small children. Taking the tape out of its case, Heero stuck it in the VCR and turned on the TV. He felt around under his bed for the remote, then hit play. It took a moment to fast forward through all the static at the beginning of the tape. Suddenly a cheerful looking boy with his chestnut hair pulled back in a braid appeared on the screen.
"Hi! I'm Duo Maxwell and I'm here to give you advice and show you how to get a girl to date you!" he pointed his two-dimensional finger at Heero. Heero sat on the edge of his bed as he listened to Duo happily begin to explain how to pick up a girl. Starting with lines you should and shouldn't say. "Asking hey baby, what's a girl like you doing in a place like this is a sure way to get slapped or a drink thrown in your face." Heero sighed; this wasn't what he needed. He needed the right lines so he could ask Relena out. He grabbed for the remote, which he'd put down, but knocked it off the bed. It landed on the floor upside down. All Heero heard was a "fitz" sound as the VCR suddenly started jumping weirdly. Scooping up the remote, Heero strode over to the VCR and promptly hit it.
"Stupid peanut butter." He growled as the picture on the screen realigned itself. Unfortunately, it didn't stay that way and began to jump again. Heero grimaced and hit the stop button. Suddenly sparks flew out from the VCR, stinging Heero's hand. He leapt back just as his entire TV and VCR began to glow. Heero wasn't sure what happened next. One moment he was standing in front of the TV the next he was flat on his back with something heavy on top of him. Electricity arched about him and the dead weight that was currently pinning him to his bed. The thing on top of him moved and he heard a vaguely familiar voice speak.
"Oi, hey, are you all right man?" Heero slid his hand under his pillow, drew out a gun and aimed it at the figure now perched just above him. Violet eyes widened.
"Where did you come from?" Heero demanded keeping the weapon trained on the boy on top of him.
"From there." He pointed behind them to the TV, which had gone to complete static. Heero narrowed his eyes.
"Omae o korosu." The boy paled.
"You don't have to kill me. REALLY. Besides you wanted my help in getting a girl to date you right? I mean that's the reason you rented my tape isn't it?"
Suddenly Heero began to grasp what the boy was saying.
"You're the guy in the video." He nodded. "And somehow you've come out of the video." Again, he nodded.
"Yep! I'm Duo Maxwell, Instructor of the Heart." Duo announced. "By the way, who put peanut butter and jelly in the VCR? That stuff was playing havoc with my tape!" Heero lowered his gun. He wasn't going to shoot Duo, yet. This had to be a dream, Heero reasoned. People don't pop out of videos.
"How did you get out of the video?" Heero asked cautiously. Duo by this time had moved off of him and was busily staring at the VCR.
"Not completely sure. Normally I stay IN the tape. It's probably has something to do with your screwy VCR." He tapped the clock counter. "Well, at least something works on this thing. Listen, as long this tape is running I'm here. So don't hit stop or I'll disappear. Now," Duo twirled around, his long braid trailing behind him. "You were in need of some help?" Heero had the sudden dreadful feeling that he was in for the ride of his life.
"Why didn't I say no to the mission?" he asked Duo started lecturing about pick up lines.
Trowa stared at the picture Dr. J hand handed him. His eyes betraying no emotion, he carefully set it back down on the desk. Dr. J leaned forward and retrieved it.
"You have no choice in accepting this mission." He said casually. Trowa knew that. Seeing that he wasn't getting a response from Trowa, Dr. J continued.
"I want you to woo this girl. Get her to date you and if necessary marry you." Trowa nodded. "Good. You may leave."
Trowa silently got up and left the office. The other four scientists watched him walk through the lobby without causing any sort of disturbance.
"I can't believe he gave the same assignment to both of them." Master O commented once Trowa was gone. "We need the research money and donations from both the Darlian and Catanolia families would be welcome."
Dr. G replied turning and going back to the lab. The other three shrugged and followed. No sense in interfering with J's plans if it could get them more money.
It was still raining outside. Trowa opened his umbrella and walked out into the downpour. Wading across the parking lot, which had become a lake in his absence, he began questioning the reasoning behind Dr. J's decision. What was he thinking asking him to date or marry Dorothy? He didn't have any experience in that type of relationship. There was no time for one when he could be called on a mission at any time. As he walked down the street he noticed a video store. Pausing, he read the sign in the window. OZ Video Rentals. Everything you want and much, much more. That hadn't been there last week, Trowa thought. They must have just moved into that old building. Out of curiosity he crossed the street and opened the door. Shaking out his umbrella, Trowa glanced at the boy standing at the counter. He was reading a magazine. He set it down as Trowa approached. Glancing down at the article the clerk had been reading, Trowa raised his eyebrow at the "How to Duel and Win" article.
"May I help you?" Wufei asked. Trowa remained silent. Wufei furrowed his eyebrows. "Hey! I asked if you needed help."
"I want to know if you have any instructional videos." Trowa said, his voice remaining even and calm.
"Sure. How to Fish, How to Waltz, How to Disarm a Bomb, How to ."
"Woo women?" Wufei blinked.
"Woo women? Ah.I know we have how to date, but to woo.Let me check on that." Wufei quickly vanished into the back. Trowa waited patiently, scanning the titles of the new release shelf and making mental notes on which he hadn't seen. It was a long list.
Trowa hoped his VCR was fixed. The little brats that had been Heero's last mission had snuck up stairs and vandalized it. He didn't know a kid could stuff that much bread, jelly, and peanut butter into one electrical appliance. Dr. J had sworn he'd fixed it, although Trowa didn't completely believe him. Truth be told, Trowa would have repaired it himself if he hadn't been so busy with missions. Maybe this one would allow him some free time to do absolutely nothing. He hadn't done that in forever.
Wufei returned trophy in hand. He set the tape on the counter.
"This one should fit your needs." He said as he began pulling out forms for Trowa to fill out. "I'm going to assume that you're not a member of our video club?"
Trowa nodded. "Okay, now if you'll just fill out these forms, in triplicate." Trowa sighed and did as he was told. With that done, Trowa picked up the tape and left Wufei to his magazine. With umbrella under one arm and video in the other, he walked out into the now sunny day.
End Part 1
~Tigress Pern
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