More Bad Day. Whoo.
Uhm. And it continues...
Author - scuroangelo
Pairing - 1+2.
Rating - PG-13. Language. Discussion of sexual situations. :]
Warnings - Language. Dialogue fic. Unbetaed [anyone... anyone?]
Disclaimer - I do not own Gundam Wing.
Summary - Heero's turn to make a phone call.
Constructive criticism is appreciated! ^^
Pairings - 1+2.
Disclaimer - Still don't own them.
Warnings - Bad languaged. Discussion of sexual situations.
Author's Notes - Heero's calling Duo this time...
Ring.
"Maxwell here. Minesweeper Consultant and Solitare Expert, at your service."
"Baka."
"Oh, good to hear from you, buddy! How's it going?"
"..."
"So, I take it that means not good?"
"..."
"Oh. Very not good. What's wrong, pal?"
"I would get arrested if I hung Lucas by his ankles from the gym ceiling for a couple days and then proceeded to strangle, draw, and quarter him, wouldn't I?"
"Uhm, yeah, buddy. You probably would. Don't think a Preventor's badge could get you outta that one. And who the hell's Lucas anyways?"
"...You don't know who Lucas is?"
"No way, man, I seem to be drawing a blank. Should I?"
"Seeing as it is his life's goal to get into your pants, I'd say so."
"Oh, you mean that creepy perv in Chemistry actually has a name?"
"He's been telling it to you every day since he transferred into our class."
"I really don't remember. I guess I'm gettin' better at this tuning people out shit. Anyhow, I've got much more interesting things to think about during Chemistry. Like--"
"Duo. I can hear that smirk and I definitely do not want to know what you think about in Chemistry. I have no idea how you could ignore the stuff he's been saying to you."
"Jesus, it's really that bad?"
"Would I say it was if it wasn't?"
"Awh, man. I hate it when you do that. Answer a question with a question, I mean. Now why do you want to strangle Lucas? That's his name, right?"
"...I can't believe you."
"You didn't answer my question."
"You sound like Relena when you use that sing-song voice."
"Awh, 'Ro, she's gotten a lot better since the wars. She even has some good ideas when we have game night. Wasn't she the one who suggested strip poker last--"
"Duo."
"You just don't wanna talk about it 'cause I won."
"..."
"Jesus, 'Ro, that's like the third time tonight! Now tell me what's bugging you before I come over and make you. Actually, now that I think about it, that doesn't sound like such a bad idea..."
"How could you not have remembered Lucas's name? Every day, at the beginning of class--"
"Oh! I remember now! Didn't he say something about it being the name I'd be screaming when he finally got me into bed? Lucas Matthew Johnson."
"I think he was a little more subtle."
"Not much. ...No way, 'Ro, don't tell me that's what's been buggin' you!"
"Mmymmeahmph."
"Uhmm... Didn't quite catch that, buddy."
"...Yeah."
"Heero Yuy, I think you're the baka."
"What?"
"The only name I'm gonna be screaming is yours. Cause you're gonna be the only one gettin' me into bed in the first place. I love you, not some creep in Chem."
"...You said something about wanting to come over?"
"I think I remember saying something along those lines... And I do have to pick up those pants I left last time, you get all the coffee stains out?"
"The... coffee stains are gone."
"You're the best, man. Ten minutes?"
"Ten minutes. If you go over fifteen I'm coming to the Police Station to find you. And Duo?"
"Yeah, 'Ro?"
"Tell Lucas if he lays a hand on you, I'll break it off."
"Oh, if you glare at him the way you glared at me that first time we met, I won't have to."
"..."
"I think if I could see that smirk, 'Ro, I'd be creeped out."
"Ten."
Click.
Author - scuroangelo
Pairing - 1+2.
Rating - PG-13. Language. Discussion of sexual situations. :]
Warnings - Language. Dialogue fic. Unbetaed [anyone... anyone?]
Disclaimer - I do not own Gundam Wing.
Summary - Heero's turn to make a phone call.
Constructive criticism is appreciated! ^^
Pairings - 1+2.
Disclaimer - Still don't own them.
Warnings - Bad languaged. Discussion of sexual situations.
Author's Notes - Heero's calling Duo this time...
Ring.
"Maxwell here. Minesweeper Consultant and Solitare Expert, at your service."
"Baka."
"Oh, good to hear from you, buddy! How's it going?"
"..."
"So, I take it that means not good?"
"..."
"Oh. Very not good. What's wrong, pal?"
"I would get arrested if I hung Lucas by his ankles from the gym ceiling for a couple days and then proceeded to strangle, draw, and quarter him, wouldn't I?"
"Uhm, yeah, buddy. You probably would. Don't think a Preventor's badge could get you outta that one. And who the hell's Lucas anyways?"
"...You don't know who Lucas is?"
"No way, man, I seem to be drawing a blank. Should I?"
"Seeing as it is his life's goal to get into your pants, I'd say so."
"Oh, you mean that creepy perv in Chemistry actually has a name?"
"He's been telling it to you every day since he transferred into our class."
"I really don't remember. I guess I'm gettin' better at this tuning people out shit. Anyhow, I've got much more interesting things to think about during Chemistry. Like--"
"Duo. I can hear that smirk and I definitely do not want to know what you think about in Chemistry. I have no idea how you could ignore the stuff he's been saying to you."
"Jesus, it's really that bad?"
"Would I say it was if it wasn't?"
"Awh, man. I hate it when you do that. Answer a question with a question, I mean. Now why do you want to strangle Lucas? That's his name, right?"
"...I can't believe you."
"You didn't answer my question."
"You sound like Relena when you use that sing-song voice."
"Awh, 'Ro, she's gotten a lot better since the wars. She even has some good ideas when we have game night. Wasn't she the one who suggested strip poker last--"
"Duo."
"You just don't wanna talk about it 'cause I won."
"..."
"Jesus, 'Ro, that's like the third time tonight! Now tell me what's bugging you before I come over and make you. Actually, now that I think about it, that doesn't sound like such a bad idea..."
"How could you not have remembered Lucas's name? Every day, at the beginning of class--"
"Oh! I remember now! Didn't he say something about it being the name I'd be screaming when he finally got me into bed? Lucas Matthew Johnson."
"I think he was a little more subtle."
"Not much. ...No way, 'Ro, don't tell me that's what's been buggin' you!"
"Mmymmeahmph."
"Uhmm... Didn't quite catch that, buddy."
"...Yeah."
"Heero Yuy, I think you're the baka."
"What?"
"The only name I'm gonna be screaming is yours. Cause you're gonna be the only one gettin' me into bed in the first place. I love you, not some creep in Chem."
"...You said something about wanting to come over?"
"I think I remember saying something along those lines... And I do have to pick up those pants I left last time, you get all the coffee stains out?"
"The... coffee stains are gone."
"You're the best, man. Ten minutes?"
"Ten minutes. If you go over fifteen I'm coming to the Police Station to find you. And Duo?"
"Yeah, 'Ro?"
"Tell Lucas if he lays a hand on you, I'll break it off."
"Oh, if you glare at him the way you glared at me that first time we met, I won't have to."
"..."
"I think if I could see that smirk, 'Ro, I'd be creeped out."
"Ten."
Click.