Written by: Setsuna
Written On: 10/18/01
Disclaimer: Just sayin this so that i dont get sued, and on and on, some of these characters belong to midori and I, and i cant get sued for sayin that so there, anyway.
Duo walked down the stairs, he streched and yawned. He strode into the kitchen, joing Quatre and Heero at the table. "Hey, dou you want some coffee?" Trowa turns to the other pilots, coffee pot in hand.
"Tea for me, please." Quatre replies smiling in his usual cheery habit.
"Uh, yeah I'll have some." Duo replies along with Heero. After they all had their drinks, they began to wake up. Quatre took a few sips of his tea. Duo tsarted to stare at him, and Quatre just looked back at Duo nervously, when Heero joined in staring Quatre down. Quatres hand suddenly started to shake, his teacup rattling against the saucer.
"Give up you guys.... He isn't going to give in." Trowa laughs at the three boys at the table.
Wufei then walked into the kitchen, looks at Quatre, and smiles a little evilly. He goes and creeps up behind the arab silently, and poked him right in the sides with two fingers. Quatre spit and sprayed his tea all over Duo.
"AH! Hey!! What did you do that for, Wufei?!" Duo screams, jumping up and runs after the chinese pilot out of the kitchen and down the hall. Meanwhile Heero points a finger at Quatre and laughed at him as he was cleaning himself off.
"You'll see... I'll get you back." Quatre glares evilly at them. Trowa chuckles to himself.
Duo had been hiding in his room all day, scared that that more pranks would happen to him. "Duo! There's some chips down here!" Someone yells from downstairs. Duo cam running out of his room, running to the stairs. When he got there, something suddenly hit his foot and sent him hurling down the stairs, landing face down on the floor at the bottom. He sat up and scratched his head, then noticed Quatre at the top of the stairs, lying on his back, laughing and rolling around.
"GOT YOU!!" He laughs even harder and the braided pilot at the bottom of the stairs.
"That's it, bare-bum boy!" yelled Heero from the hallway. Both Heero and Duo were on Quatre in a second while Wufei leaned on the wall, watching the scuffle on the ground.
They tossed Quatre outside and locked the door, satisfied looks on their faces as they dusted themselves off. Upstairs... Trowa sat on his bedand he could hear a faint "Let me in! Come on, guys, it's cold out here!" Trowa looked out his window to see Quatre standing there on the lawn in nothing but his boxers. He was hopping around on each foot.
Wufei went and opened the door. "Come on in Quatre." He laughed as the blond arab ran inside. "Let's get Trowa"
................End
