Sorry for the crossposting again. And you thought it was over, well it's not, and probably won't be for a while depending on you people, interested, see the author notes at the end of the fic. Also I would like to thank Emily for telling who wrote The Ransom of Little Chief so I can give proper credit<send chibis and pocky) Disclaimers:We don't own the Gboys, they are owned by Bandai. This fic was based off of Ransom of Littled Red Chief by O Henry. Also this fic is not endorsed by Starbucks Warnings: Extreme silliness all around cruel and unusual punishment
PART
3
Dawn
was just beginning to break when Heero woke up. It had been a month since Duo's
kidnapping and the other pilot had yet to do anything in retaliation for his
'You can keep him.' comment. By his calculations, today would be the day. He
didn't know how and he didn't know exactly when, but sometime today he would be
'pranked'.
As
he walked into the kitchen for breakfast, (after checking the toothpaste for
explosives and shampoo for hair dye in the bathroom,) Heero only saw Quatre and
Trowa at the table.
"Good
morning Heero! Did you sleep well last night?"
Giving
Quatre a nod, Heero carefully opened the refrigerator, keeping well behind the
door incase anything was set to launch at him from inside. When nothing was
triggered, he grabbed the milk and sat down to eat. (They had a long-standing
agreement not to tamper with food because getting sick would interfere with a
mission.)
Quatre
passed the sugar and mentioned Wufei and Duo had left the night before. They
weren't due back till tomorrow. Finishing breakfast, Heero went out to work on
Wing.
"Something's
wrong. This is too easy... I know something's going to happen today, but
what?"
Mumbling
to himself, Heero hit the overhead lights and stopped dead in his tracks. Wing
stood just where he'd left it, except now it was covered with streamers.
Thousands and thousands of neon pink ribbons clung to his Gundam's hull, making
the machine look... furry. Further investigation revealed that each and every
streamer had been cemented in place and simple pulling would not remove them.
Grabbing
a sandblaster, the now quite irate pilot got to work removing those horrid pink
things. Hour after hour, keeping at it through lunch and well into the
afternoon, Heero managed to scrape off all traces of cemented ribbon.
Weary,
sweaty and pissed, he climbed into Wing's cockpit and saw a note waiting for
him. It was written in Wufei's handwriting.
Heero
~
By
now you have been able to remove the streamers from your Gundam. Before you
blame Duo for this prank, you should know that I am the one who placed them
there. This has been in retaliation for the date that was ruined when Duo was
kidnapped. It could have been something more permanent, but I took pity on you
after that incident with the pink flamingo lawn ornaments. In the future, I
would appreciate it if your pranks did not interfere with previous commitments.
~
Wufei
Heero
just sighed. It made sense, Wufei's justice. An eye for an eye, an inconvenience
for an inconvenience... (And he still wanted to know just where Duo'd managed to
find 385 pink flamingo lawn ornaments, let alone fit them all into his room!)
Shaking
his head, Heero punched up the diagnostic program on his system computer, only
to hear the hydraulic bolts snapping into place. Jerking up, he hit the
emergency release lever, but nothing happened. He was locked inside of Wing!
Searching his system for an explanation, a video of Duo popped onto his screen.
"Hey
Heero! Gotcha! You are now stuck inside there, and I give you 45 minutes to undo
my rewiring to get out. Maybe 30 minutes if you try real hard! But I wouldn't
want ya to be bored, so here's a little mood music while you work! See ya!"
<BOOM>
LIVIN' <BOOM> LA VIDA <BOOM> LOCA! <BOOM>
"DUO!
OMAE WO KOROSO!!!!!!!
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Authors
Notes: Hello, Lady Douji here, me and Madame Blue had waaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyy
too much fun writing this fic, and there were a couple things we wanted to share
now that's it done.
1.
The was an extensive amount of research that went into this fic. Madame Blue
went out of her way and braved the reaches of Starbucks to determine which
highly caffinated beverage would give Duo the caffeine high he was on, as well
as determining exactly what goes into plush toys. While I study the ingredients
and flavors of Starbuck's ice cream, to see which would mantain Duo's high.
Unfortunately we both lost our souls to Starbucks during this research.
2.
I want to go on record as saying I did not mean to name the kidnapper who got
his hair burned off Harry. We started out just refering to them as K#1 K#2 K#3
and K#4, but found that too confusing went back and named them, after that
segment was written.
3.
Madame Blue wishes to state that not all self inserts are bad, as noted by her
insert as the poor pizza delivery woman.
4.
All plushies mentioned in this fic were pokemon. No pokemon were harmed in the
creation of the fic, only their plushy stunt doubles.
5.
The entire 2+5 subplot was the result of a sudden inexplicable desire I had to
see Wufei tuck Duo in to bed (but isn't such a lovely image)