Heero Gets Them Out

"I wanna go home!" Quatre sobbed.

"Well, at least the cake is good," Heero said.

"That's your fourth piece, I think you've had enough," said Trowa.

"Listen, I'll tell you when I've had enough!" WuFei opened his eyes,

"Oh crap, he's over-stimulated," he said, assesing the situation.

"Damn straight!" Heero pounded the table with his fist.

"Heero-kun," started Relena. Heero glared at her.

"Don't fucking call me that!" He reached under the table and produced a gun. (Hey, it's a cartoon, right?) He finally bumped Relena off, shot an enraged Dorothy, grabbed a table and threw it through a window. (High blood sugar levels.) He jumped through the window and ran away (just like in One Flew over the Cuckoo's Nest). Trowa, Quatre, and WuFei looked at each other and shrugged. They followed their hyper friend home.

Duo returned home at five in the morning with wild tales of run-ins with gang members and drug dealers, but the others were too tired to listen. They each had more than their far share of bizarre memories.