warnings: racy stick figures, sad sad corny humor, un-betaed and written in a bit of a hurry
rating: pg-13 for um, descriptions of a drawing >>
disclaimer: don't own gundam wing! XDD
pairings: implied 1+2, MAYBE 3+4+5, but they're probably just innocent friends O:)
summary: Heero and Duo go trick-or-treating, under a very special disguise...
notes: sad thing is, I really did just mention this idea to my sister. XDD!!! it's brilliant! they'd never know! It might take us awhile to get from place to place, but you know...
written for misanagi
's birthday from gw_bakery
's trick or treat prompt!
“Duo, this is stupid.” Heero sat back down on the bed, eyeing Duo’s suggested costume. “I am not going to wear that.”
“Heero, c’mon! It was either this or making you crossdress!” Duo stopped adjusting the cloth for a second and then eyed Heero contemplatively.
“No!” Heero shook his head. “No, that’s definitely not what I meant...”
“Then suck it up and put this on!” Duo threw a bunch of material at Heero, who reluctantly caught it. “It’s for a good cause!”
“Since when has trick-or-treating been a good cause?”
“Since...I’m going to donate all the Tootsie Rolls to a local charity? Oh, lighten up!” Duo nudged Heero’s foot. “We’ll give all the candy to that children’s hospital, okay? You know, Julia was just telling me that she wished she could get her hands on a Hershey’s...”
“...evil.” Heero shook his head and went into the bathroom to change, shaking his head.
“Don’t call me evil!” Duo called after him.
“I didn’t, I called you the Devil.” Heero shut the door, smiling when he heard the sound of what seemed to be a Jolly Rancher hitting the door. “You’re wasting our candy!”
“Fft, I’ll have you know that the cherry flavor is disappointed in you!” Duo replied loudly. He shrugged and unwrapped a green apple one. “Don’t like that kind anyway...”
“Trick or Treat!” Duo chimed in with Heero, holding out their pumpkin-shaped containers for the candy. As they walked down the driveway Duo inspected the new arrivals, sighing happily.
“Old people always give the best candy.”
“That’s not what you said when that one lady gave us a bunch of pennies.”
“Yeah, well.” Duo waved off Heero’s reply. “Besides, you look so cute in that outfit!”
“How can you tell?” Heero tugged his white sheet down. “Of all the costumes, you had to pick ghosts...”
“But this way we can crouch down and pretend that we’re not too old to be trick-or-treating, and no one will ever notice ‘cause we’re under the sheets!”
“Duo, you were coloring with crayons yesterday and putting on a sock puppet show. ...no one’s going to think that you dressing up in a sheet as a ghost is far-fetched.”
“It was for the KIDS!” Duo elbowed Heero and motioned for him to crouch down. “Quiet, you, we’re going to have to be extra careful with this one...”
“You drew two stick figures going at it in an empty hospital ward. I should hope that wasn't for the kids.” Heero obligingly leaned down, not even bothering to wonder if two grown men waddling up the streets in cheap sheets would be considered odd.
He probably knew the answer.
“Heheh...pretty good, eh? Anyway, shh – Trick or treat!” Duo blinked enthusiastically through his cutout eyeholes in the sheet.
Wufei eyed the two kids that were – imitating crabs? – down the driveway. “Trowa, Quatre, did those two look familiar to you?”