June 12, 2000
The entire battle had come to a screeching halt.
Sandrock, HeavyArms, Deathscythe and Shenlong/Nataku were all standing in a loose circle around Wing. The various Leos scattered around the battlefield were also simply standing, staring at the bizzare spectacle.
Wing had just finished a rather intricate little dance involving a great deal of arm-waving and high kicks. This had all be accompanied by a rather bizzare monotone speech which ended, "...and in the name of the Colonies, I will punish you!"
Massive sweatdrops adorned the other four Gundams.
"Ummm, Heero?" Quatre enquired carefully. "Are you feeling all right?"
Wing took a great leap upward, presumably to 'punish' the Oz forces, caught one foot on Shenlong's extended arm and went flying.
"WAAAAAAHH!" Heero shrieked.
On their interior monitors, the other pilots exchanged glances of total understanding.
Deathscythe spent the rest of the battle seated firmly on top of Wing, keeping it pinned in one place. They all ignored the ranting, raving and screaming which emitted from Heero's com channel until the battle was over.
As they hauled him from his Gundam, Heero was still muttering about love and justice.
Wufei snorted loudly and turned to Duo. "That's it. From now on, there are to be no more anime marathons the night before a battle!"
Duo looked crushed.
"How are we going to get him back to normal?" Quatre asked.
Trowa produced a set of tapes for their inspection, ignoring Heero's new ravings about his 'darling Tuxedo Kamen'.[1]
"Oh, come now," Wufei scoffed. "How is that going to help?"
"It's five guys in mobile suits[2], isn't it?" Duo offered.
"No. It's _four_ men and a woman!" Wufei snarled.
"Voltron?" Quatre asked, reading over their shoulders. "Not a bad idea, I guess."
"I vote we paint Wufei's Gundam pink!"
*mass chaos ensues*
End Part One
Sorry. That got a bit out of control. I'm operating on not enough sleep, I guess.
Truth
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