LETTERS FROM DUO
(Sidefic series
for the Death and the Dragon Arc)
By: Mel and
Christy
Warnings: Humour
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Duo
re-read his mission report for G, then sent it off, turning his mind to more
important things like food, a bath, and sleep. Taking care of the first two
items, he toweled off, pulled on some sweat pants and headed to the safehouse's
tiny kitchen on a new mission... hot chocolate. His previous plan had changed
from food, shower and sleep to food, shower, hot chocolate and a book, and
then sleep. Padding to the sofa, he curled up in the corner and picked up
the slightly tattered book. It was a new find of G's, something he thought his
pilot would enjoy.
"'On a Pale Horse'," Duo murmured, "by Piers
Anthony... where does G find this stuff? Well, he was right about
Discworld..."
Forty-five minutes later he was startled by the beeping of
his laptop. With a sigh, he pulled up the new message from G and started
cursing. "Why me, God? Was I really that bad a kid? Do I already owe a karmic
debt or something?" Continuing to read through the mission plan, Duo decided it
wasn't all bad, especially if he could get Quatre to
help.
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FROM: Demolition_Master@Kaboom.net
TO:
Dancing_Queen@Aloha.net
SENT: 22:08 March 10, 196AC
SUBJECT:
Done
---message begins---
Q-man,
My mission here is done. I
made all of the Ozzie buildings go boom. I am so good.
Anyway, G sent me
the parameters for my next mission and I'm going to need some backup. It's a
short one, and I think your ties to the world of the rich and famous could make
it work. So... wanna go on a date with me? Actually, there's this big gala event
where the Earthsphere's elite will be mingling; dinner, dancing, speeches, Duo
in drag... That's right. I've attached all the specifics, and if you could
manage to get tickets for one Quatre Raberba Winner and Susan Sto Helit (yes, Q,
the name will work. How many Ozzies do you suppose read Discworld and know she's
Death's grandaughter?), we'll be able to get in, mingle, have some fun, get the
info and leave. No one will be the wiser. You probably already have an
invitation somewhere, since you're the heir to WEI and all that.
The
event is on March the 16th, and I'll need to get my identification and clothes
and stuff sorted out, so if you can have it all set up when I get to you, that
would be great. I'll be back at the safehouse tomorrow evening, so we could do
shopping and maybe get some tips from Sally or something.
You know, I
really hate this 'dress in drag' crap, but I can see G's reasoning in this case.
I still don't have to like it.
Promise me you won't tell the other guys
about this. They'd never let me live it down. And 'Fei... let's not even
consider what he'd think or say. This is just so embarrassing, you know. At
least you still get to be a guy.
I'm going to get packed up so I can get
out of here. You know, I need another vaction. G's been running me ragged, and
after this 'ball' thing, I have another mission infiltrating a base. Luckily
that one is supposed to be short and simple.
Ok, be there
soon-ish.
Duo
---message ends---
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FROM: Dancing_Queen@Aloha.net
TO:
Demolition_Master@Kaboom.net
SENT: 22:32 March 10, 196AC
SUBJECT: Re:
Done
---message begins---
Duo,
If you're the one who's
going to be in drag, I think you have the email addresses the wrong way
around!
Yes, H warned me about this mission, and said you might be
contacting me. You're right; I do already have an invitation, for myself and one
guest, so getting in shouldn't be a problem-- unless we run into someone we've
already met in our 'professional capacity'.
I promise. I won't say a word
to the others. See you soon.
--Quatre
P.S. All it takes is one who
reads Discworld... but you're probably right.
---message
ends---
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"I think Wufei is right when he tells me I'm
'too nice'," Quatre sighed, having second thoughts after sending the email off.
"Now that I've promised, I can't tell... but knowing that I would be embarrassed
didn't stop Duo from describing my week in a girls' school to Trowa and Heero,
in excruciating detail. And there was the time he..."
A wicked little
smile lit Quatre's face as a sudden thought occurred to him.
*I only
promised I wouldn't tell. I never said I wouldn't show. And if I can hack into
the security cameras covering the event...*
*Ha. 'Revenge is
sweet!' as Duo would say.*