February 6, 196 AC
LETTERS FROM DUO
(Sidefic series for the
Death and the Dragon Arc)
By: Mel and Christy
Duo chewed on his lip,
trying to decide if he should email Wufei or not. The Chinese pilot hadn't
attended the 'party' on Howard's ship, and Duo had missed his presence. He still
tended to ignore Duo and make disparaging comments, but the braided teen felt he
couldn't just let Wufei drift further and further away from the rest of them.
Wufei needed the group, that was all there was to it... not the fact that Duo
was possibly, maybe, kind of starting to fall for their taciturn comrade. Nope,
that had nothing to do with it.
"Keep telling yourself that, Duo. You
might just start to fool that squirrel on 'Scythe's foot," Duo muttered to
himself, scrunching down in the camp chair. Sighing, he booted up his laptop and
February 6, 196AC
SUBJECT: Party Pooper!
What's happening? You missed the
get-together on Howard's ship. It was a blast. We all really needed the
down-time, short as it was.
We did some deep sea fishing. Heero has the
damndest luck, as usual... he caught a huge swordfish right off the bat. Trowa
got a few smaller fish, don't ask me what kind they were. Me? I didn't catch
anything but a major sunburn. I look like a broiled lobster in spots, and
probably will for a while. Moral: unless you ENJOY extremely painful sunburns,
pile on the sunscreen. We almost lost Quatre over the side when he got a massive
hit on his line. Luckily, Trowa and Henri grabbed hold of him, but the monster
fish got away. Henri is this huge Cajun guy, and one of Howard's top mechanics.
He's almost as big as Rashid.
Heero's swordfish ended up as the main
course at the luau that night. Howard's cook whipped up a whole bunch of
'tropical' foods. Have you ever had poi? Oh, and did you know Quatre could hula
dance? Well, almost.
We only had four days, but we sure made the most of
them... fishing, gabbing, swimming. Even played shuffleboard. Weird game, but
kinda fun. Heero and Trowa showed up looking like the walking dead. I just felt
like a snowman from that damned waste-of-time mission in the frozen tundra.
Quatre was the best off of all of us, but he got called away first. Heero and
Trowa are off on a joint mission now, and I'm on another solo one. I'm tired of
solo missions. At least after this one, I'm supposed to meet up with Quatre at a
boarding school. Maybe we'll see you there and I can give you your
Got to run! Things to make go BOOM in the night.
care of yourself.
* * * *
Wufei spent a very long time staring at Duo's message with a
sad, wistful look on his face before starting to compose his
SENT: 14:49 February 7, 196AC
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It sounds like you had fun. I wish I could have
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like you had fun. Please accept my apologies...
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It sounds like you all had fun. Unfortunately, I was
busy. I wouldn't mind so much if it had actually been a productive
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It sounds like you all had fun. Unfortunately, I was busy on a
mission that turned out to be a complete waste of my time. I would have
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I would have liked
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has not been sent. Are you sure you want to delete it? Y/N >
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SENT: 14:57 February 7, 196AC
consider indulging myself sufficient reason to neglect my duties. And I do not
consider those email aliases
Wufei hit 'send', then slowly
crumpled forwards to rest his head on the keyboard with a defeated
*Judging by past experience, that should keep him from trying to
draw me into group activities for... approximately two and a half
"I'm sorry, Duo," he whispered. "I'm sorry."
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