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Quatre:
It's such a *beautiful* day…
Michelle:
*twitching convulsively* I *hate* that word…
Quatre:
oo, oo, right, sorry…
(Duo and Jackie are making out in the corner. The same with Lauren and Heero)
Quatre:
*sweatdrop* Um…
Jackie:
*looks up* Uh, Michelle, I gotta talk to you for a second…
Michelle:
okay.
Jackie:
*pulls her out into the hallways* *whisper whisper*
Michelle:
*storms back in* *to Quatre* I heard you've been talking trash about me!
Quatre:
*sweatdrop* Uh…no?
Michelle:
Well fine! *drags him off*
A WHILE
LATER…
Quatre:
*comes back into the living room flustered and disheveled* Uh…
Duo:
What happened to you?
Quatre:
I dunno… but I *liked* it…
IN
THE KITCHEN...
(Jackie
is sitting around thinking about nothing in particular, when suddenly Michelle
bursts in)
Michelle:
Uh…
Jackie:
Um, did you…?
Michelle:
What?!
Jackie:
Well?-
Michelle:
…yeah…
Jackie:
Wow, so you *finally* screwed Quatre. Congratulations.
Michelle:
well when you put it like *that*…
Jackie:
like *what*?
Michelle:
Nevermind…
Jackie:
*shrug* *goes back into the common room*
Duo:
Hey, babe!
Jackie:
Hey.
Duo:
Do you know what's up with Quatre?
Jackie:
Uh, yeah… *whisper whisper*
Duo:
No way! Hey, we should go do that…
THE
NEXT MORNING, AT BREAKFAST…
Lauren:
*fixing her toast* Hey, are we out of Nutella already? But I just bought
some yesterday!
Duo
and Jackie: *sweatdrops* Um…
Lauren:
Oh…
Jackie:
Well we scraped some back into the jar… *pushes jar towards Lauren*
Lauren:
*repulsed* Uh, no, that's ok…
Wufei:
*coming in* MMMM, Nutella! *reaches for the jar*
Jackie:
Oh Wufei, I wouldn't-
Wufei:
Shut up! You're just trying to keep it all for yourself! *globs the Nutella
onto a piece of bread and takes a bite*
Everyone:
*sweatdrops*
Wufei:
tastes a bit spicy, kinda tangy, kinda like… men's cologne… Polo Sport?
Duo:
oh, *that's* what I was wearing last night!
Jackie:
I *love* that sent on you, babe, it's so *sexy*!
Wufei:
ugh… *face turns green, runs out of the room*
Everyone:
*sweatdrops*
Duo
and Jackie: *innocently whistling*
Wufei:
*coming back in, still looking pekid* You all suck…
Michelle:
Well you *did* deserve it…
(Duo leaves after breakfast and wanders down the rooming hall, whereupon he sees Quatre groggily stumbling towards him)
Duo:
Hey, you're *finally* up. You slept so late I thought you were dead!
Quatre:
*mumbles* yeah…
Duo:
rough night?
Quatre:
You can say *that* again… *continues stumbling into the bathroom*
Duo:
*raises eyebrows* well well well…
LATER
THAT DAY…
Michelle:
I'm tellin' ya, girls, it's the cutest thing! He just melts at the sound
of my voice!
Jackie:
Duo used to do that.
Lauren:
Heero used to make *me* melt…
Jackie:
Now it's almost like a chore…hm… well, I hope you enjoy it. Lord knows
I'm still numb…
Michelle:
oh, here he comes, I'll show you what I mean… *To Quatre in an enticing
voice* Hey…
Quatre:
*melts into a little puddle at her feet*
Michelle:
tee hee! ^_^ and I ccan lod him too! *picks up the Quatre putty and starts
to shape him* Into a dog!…a spaceship!…a rocket!…a girraffe!…an airplane!…a
pony!…a turtle!...a lighthouse!… a duck!… and back into himself again.
*molds him back*
Quatre:
*mumble mumble see ya…*
Michelle:
Buh-bye! tee hee! ^_^
(He
melts again and oozes along into the Gundam "hanger" *there, ya happy now?
I said it!*)
Jackie:
*small applause* I'm *impressed*!
Michelle:
tee hee! Thanks!
Duo:
Hey girls… uh, have you noticed that Quatre's a puddle?
Michelle:
Yup! ^_^
Jackie:
Michelle did that.
Duo:
Well, I like a girl that's in control.
Jackie:
Oh, is that why you're dating me?
Duo:
Uh…gotta go!!!
Jackie:
Wait!… *sigh*
Michelle:
Um…
Jackie:
He likes to think he's in control. It's really me though.
Michelle:
Um…gross…I didn't need to know…
A FEW
WEEKS LATER…
Jackie:
Uh, where are Michelle and Quatre?
Everyone:
*sweatdrops*
Jackie:
Ugh, that's all they ever do anymore! They're like rabbits!
Duo:
Well, nothin' wrong with that!
Jackie:
Ugh… *pushes him away* Enough of you…
Duo:
Oh… *pouty face*
THEN
EVERYTHING SEEMS TO BE FINE, UNTIL ONE DAY…
(Michelle
is sitting in the common room by herself, when suddenly…)
Quatre:
*storming in* That's it!
Michelle:
Huh?!
Quatre:
I'm sick and tired of you always being in command!
Michelle:
I thought you liked it?
Quatre:
No, from now on, *I'm* in control! *drags her off*
Michelle:
Heh heh, whatever you say.