by Hex
Warnings: None really. Actually it's so little it's a one sip rather than one shot. Oh and incredibly brilliant Quatre dialogue.
This is an idea I got when I read the summary for the Without Wings archive. Don't know why. I blame Anne because blame will be laid and it will be laid else where.^_^
Duo walked to the back door and pulled it open. Surprise registered on his face before he went to smile and ended up frowning instead.
"Bad day at work?" Duo asked, taking in the appearance of the person in front of him.
"Yup." Quatre replied.
The blonde's bangs were askew from Quatre's favorite agitated gesture, grabbing a handful of bangs and pulling back, like the self inflicted pain would make him feel better rather than give him a sore scalp. The blonde's usual grin was absent; his pink lips were pressed into a firm line. A stitch of annoyance was present in-between his eyebrows, where they drew together over cloudy aquamarine eyes. Instead of standing up straight, his shoulders slumped forward slightly, giving him a rather dejected look instead of the usual air of confidence. The suit Quatre wore was rumpled, his shirt was unbuttoned and his tie was conspicuously absent. All in all, Quatre looked like he had experienced "a bad day at work".
The blonde handed him a dark blue bottle and gave him a meaningful look. He turned away from Duo and walked into the back yard. It was surrounded by high wooden fences that made the yard very private. Several trees grew along the fence including a rather massive apple tree. It was in the shade of apple tree that Quatre sat himself down unceremoniously, in the middle of the grass. Duo followed, wearing only socks on his feet. He mentally cringed at what colour the bottom of his socks were going to be after this but followed to sit with Quatre. He sat resting his back against Quatre's and rested his head on the other's shoulder for a moment.
"That bad huh?" Duo asked, as Quatre settled himself so they could both sit comfortably.
"Yup." Quatre replied, finally settled so that neither he nor Duo needed to slouch to accommodate the other.
Quatre began unscrewing the cap of his own bottle making grumbling sounds and mimicking people from work. Duo heard a few words that he was pretty sure Quatre learned from less than quality programming. It was enough to make him smile.
"Let me guess. You've already had a chocolate bar. Judging by your mood most likely a Mint Aero bar." Duo said, smiling at the back of his house.
"Yup." Quatre stated, picking at the label on his bottle.
"And had a slurpee." Duo said, his eyes rolling into the back of his head.
"Yup." Quatre replied.
"You've also probably had a temper tantrum and threw something breakable against a wall as hard as you could. Bet you broke another cell phone." Duo said and grinned.
"Yup." Quatre replied and fished the wand out of the bottle. He held the wand close to his lips and blew. A steady stream of bubbles appeared.
"You know, it's really sad when you're 20 years old and the only way you can calm down after a bad day at work is to go to your best friend's house to blow bubbles in his back yard." Duo said, laughing softly.
"Yup." Quatre replied, dipping the wand into the soapy water again. He raised the wand to his lips once more and unleashed a stream of bubbles to float around them. Duo shook his head and cracked open his own bottle of 'Magic Bubbles'.
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