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A GW fan fic: Cloud Nine
By Stargem
Author's notes: Fluff!
Humour! @_@ This carries a 'no beverages and foods near mouth or computer'
warning!
Also - Lorena, this is a fic-bribe for more Chiaroscuro or
Chanson. ^.~
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Cloud Nine was an interesting place. For most, it was big, puffy
pink clouds and candied glitter raining from above. For Quatre, it was *still*
puffy clouds, but they were white and there wasn't any glitter. Glitter was so
tacky. Instead, he had gone with the chibis. They came in Heero, Duo, Wufei and
Trowa. Well, they came in Quatre too, but it would be pretty pointless to
decorate his own personal Cloud Nine with tiny clones of himself now, would it?
Unless he happened to be narcissistic, which he most definitely was *not*.
Ahem. For obvious reasons, Quatre had decided to go with the Trowa chibis.
Uni-bangs and green eyes were the in thing, after all. Two dozen Squeaky
editions, and one Cuddle edition (those were the most expensive, but he could
afford it) Trowa chibis running around the clouds. Now *that* was a thought.
Chibis weren't all that bad. They were very clean little… um,
chibis and were low maintenance darlings that were great as lap companions and
besides, they added a little something to the decor. Whatever that something
was. There was only one downside to them.
"Trowa Chibi: Cuddle Edition, you will get out of the
sugar bowl this instant!"
They were inordinately fond of sweet things in large
amounts.
Quatre picked up the sticky little chibi by the collar and
shook it lightly, a stern expression on his face. "Too much sugar is *bad*
for you!" The Trowa chibi blinked back at him silently. After a moment, it
popped a sugarcoated fist into its mouth while wearing a properly chastised expression
to placate him. Quatre sweatdropped, then blinked. "Trowa Chibi: Squeaky
Edition - out of the sugar bowl! Out!"
"Squeak!"
At this rate, there wouldn't be enough for tea, Quatre
thought dismally. In his opinion, tea was not tea without sugar as tea was not
tea without teabags. And Quatre without tea wasn't Quatre.
"Shoo!" Quatre cried, throwing up his arms and
scattering squeaking Trowa chibis willy-nilly. "Sugar at teatime! Not
before!"
"Squeak?"
"No, it is not teatime."
"Squeak?"
"Soon."
"Squeak?"
"Soon means 'when Trowa gets here'."
"Squeak squeak. Squeak?"
"You're a chibi Trowa. You don't count."
Dropping a candy bar to keep the chibis distracted, Quatre
bounced (You couldn't walk on Cloud Nine. You bounce. That is all.) across the
room and snagged a floating teapot. Inspecting the contents, he nodded in
satisfaction. The chibis had remembered to put the teabag in *first*
then the water this time. Touching a finger to the side of the porcelain, his
face immediately fell. It was cold.
Rounding on the chibis, he exclaimed, "*Hot*
water! Hot!"
"Squeaaaaaaaaak."
Quatre flapped his arms. "Trowa will be here any
minute! What about the tea?! We can't have teatime without tea!"
He was confronted by dozens of wobbly eyes and contrite
little faces. "Squeak?"
The blonde boy sweatdropped. "Um. Itwasn'tyourfaultIshouldhavebeenmorespecificinmyinstructionspleasedon'tcry?"
A chorus of wailing Trowa chibis were *not* a good
thing. Quatre heaved a sigh of relief as the chibis beamed at him and returned
to their activities. Namely, jumping headfirst into the sugar bowl. Hastily
extricating the intrepid divers, Quatre picked up the much-abused little
porcelain bowl and held it high above his head.
"Teatime! Wait until teatime!"
To prevent another round of wobbly eyes, he dropped another
candy bar. The chibis immediately pounced on it and carried it off amongst many
squeaks. Quatre estimated that he had three minutes before they returned to
ambush the sugar again. Right. Rolling up his sleeves, he set out to make a
proper pot of tea.
Three minutes later, the chibis returned. Quatre dropped
his last candy bar, with predictable results.
Another three minutes later, it was teatime.
"I'm glad you invited me over, Quatre…" Trowa
smiled shyly at the blonde boy, although the expression was a little strained.
"But next time, could you let Duo take care of the chibis?"
Quatre blinked at him. "What's wrong with them?"
"…Nothing. It's just that I don't particularly enjoy
being attached to twenty five mini mes."
~ Owari
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(© April 2001 by Stargem)
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