and now we have... something new...
Nov. 30th, 2004 07:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lavandarlizard2I'm feeling mean. I haven't had coffee in at least five days.
BFB - 082a - Wufei's Disaster
Wufei glared at the bundle of cut flowers in his arms. “Someone tell me again why the hell we’re doing this,” he demanded of the room in general.
Heavy sighs of exasperation came from all directions.
“We are doing this,” Heero obliged him this time, taking pity on poor, beleaguered Trowa, “Because Moira is one of our own and we like her.”
Wufei snorted. “Why didn’t she just tell them to find another sucker? What are they going to do; fire her?”
“You have obviously never been to a committee meeting,” snickered Tiffany, looping a length of spring garland over a curtain rod. “They go on and on, until your brain begins to melt and your bladder threatens to explode. But you don’t dare go to the bathroom; you’ll come back and discover someone’s nominated and seconded you for a job just like this.” She stepped back and used her wand to tweak the garland. “She’s young; she’ll learn.”
“Still doesn’t explain why we’re helping,” he grumbled again.
“Because we are her friends,” said Trowa patiently. He just managed to keep from rolling his eyes, probably only because Wufei would have seen and gone off on another rant.
The Were-Dragon had been moody as hell since his encounter with Ling Ping Mei. The engagement was officially over; that should have been a cause for celebration, and indeed, Wufei had seemed cheerful enough when they went out to the karaoke bar. But something was wrong. Wufei was brooding over something, and Wufei never brooded. When Chang Wufei was upset, the whole bloody world knew about it. Except now...
“Friends?” Wufei sneered, just to have something to complain about. “Is this how friends make friends spend their day off?”
Heero glared at him. “You wouldn’t know a friend if it crawled up your leg and bit you on the ass.”
Oh, yeah; that hit the spot. “Hey! I have lots of friends, Yuy!”
“Like Ling Ping Mei?”
Okay, that was not good. Trowa could have told Heero that naming the Pink Disaster would only inflame the tension. Of course, Heero had been getting mighty tired of Wufei’s muttering and grumbling the past few weeks; witness his reaction to the catnip incident.
Predictably, Wufei exploded.
“Damn you, you son of a skink!” he yelled, spinning about to face Heero.
Unfortunately, several things went very wrong in that instant.
Wufei turned sharply, not realizing that Duo was walking up behind him. The bundle of flowers in his arms caused him to forget the heavy ceramic vase dangling from one hand. Duo wasn’t paying attention to the conversation and was not aware of stepping into the crossfire of words. Trowa opened his mouth to shout a warning, just an instant too late. Heero started toward them, also just an instant too late. Tiffany gasped and fumbled for the wand she’d stuck into her back pocket, an instant too late.
And then the heavy ceramic vase that dangled from Wufei’s fingers swung through the air, arcing gracefully up and out, and catching Duo smack in the middle of his face.
The impact spun the Banshee around and sent him stumbling to his knees, hands reaching up even as he lost consciousness and fell forward, face down, hard onto the stone floor, blood leaking all around him.
...tbc...
BFB - 082a - Wufei's Disaster
Wufei glared at the bundle of cut flowers in his arms. “Someone tell me again why the hell we’re doing this,” he demanded of the room in general.
Heavy sighs of exasperation came from all directions.
“We are doing this,” Heero obliged him this time, taking pity on poor, beleaguered Trowa, “Because Moira is one of our own and we like her.”
Wufei snorted. “Why didn’t she just tell them to find another sucker? What are they going to do; fire her?”
“You have obviously never been to a committee meeting,” snickered Tiffany, looping a length of spring garland over a curtain rod. “They go on and on, until your brain begins to melt and your bladder threatens to explode. But you don’t dare go to the bathroom; you’ll come back and discover someone’s nominated and seconded you for a job just like this.” She stepped back and used her wand to tweak the garland. “She’s young; she’ll learn.”
“Still doesn’t explain why we’re helping,” he grumbled again.
“Because we are her friends,” said Trowa patiently. He just managed to keep from rolling his eyes, probably only because Wufei would have seen and gone off on another rant.
The Were-Dragon had been moody as hell since his encounter with Ling Ping Mei. The engagement was officially over; that should have been a cause for celebration, and indeed, Wufei had seemed cheerful enough when they went out to the karaoke bar. But something was wrong. Wufei was brooding over something, and Wufei never brooded. When Chang Wufei was upset, the whole bloody world knew about it. Except now...
“Friends?” Wufei sneered, just to have something to complain about. “Is this how friends make friends spend their day off?”
Heero glared at him. “You wouldn’t know a friend if it crawled up your leg and bit you on the ass.”
Oh, yeah; that hit the spot. “Hey! I have lots of friends, Yuy!”
“Like Ling Ping Mei?”
Okay, that was not good. Trowa could have told Heero that naming the Pink Disaster would only inflame the tension. Of course, Heero had been getting mighty tired of Wufei’s muttering and grumbling the past few weeks; witness his reaction to the catnip incident.
Predictably, Wufei exploded.
“Damn you, you son of a skink!” he yelled, spinning about to face Heero.
Unfortunately, several things went very wrong in that instant.
Wufei turned sharply, not realizing that Duo was walking up behind him. The bundle of flowers in his arms caused him to forget the heavy ceramic vase dangling from one hand. Duo wasn’t paying attention to the conversation and was not aware of stepping into the crossfire of words. Trowa opened his mouth to shout a warning, just an instant too late. Heero started toward them, also just an instant too late. Tiffany gasped and fumbled for the wand she’d stuck into her back pocket, an instant too late.
And then the heavy ceramic vase that dangled from Wufei’s fingers swung through the air, arcing gracefully up and out, and catching Duo smack in the middle of his face.
The impact spun the Banshee around and sent him stumbling to his knees, hands reaching up even as he lost consciousness and fell forward, face down, hard onto the stone floor, blood leaking all around him.
...tbc...
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Date: 2004-11-30 07:40 pm (UTC)Oh no. Fei's dead isn't he? If Duo isn't okay, one of the others is going to kill Fei.
Why haven't you had coffee for 5 days? Did you give it up on purpose or do you just not have any?
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Date: 2004-11-30 08:50 pm (UTC)I was forced to cut back on my evil caffeine intake; I've been drinking green tea for the 'good' caffeine, but it just isn't the same... I hear a Starbucks calling me tomorrow...
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Date: 2004-11-30 08:55 pm (UTC)Well, there are certainly quite a few Starbucks to be calling your name, since I know you live down here in SoCal with me. Freaking things are everywhere, and right now they have those peppermint mochas...
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Date: 2004-12-01 02:13 am (UTC)so. they broke up. I can honestly say i like the wu fei mei ling pairing, too bad, ah well. now you can bring in sally :>
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Date: 2004-12-01 05:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-01 04:42 am (UTC)Now get back here and do something about the Banshee!!!
*wrings hands*
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Date: 2004-12-01 05:15 am (UTC)Um... I would... but I have many things to do before I leave for work... Like... uh... make tea! Yeah.
You'll notice I made no promises of *when* the next part will appear... I watch, I learn...
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Date: 2004-12-01 09:43 am (UTC)tea is vile. >.<;;
And this stuff is even sweetened. *sigh* This less caffeine thing sucks...