Author: motley_sis
Fandom: Gundam Wing
Pairing: Trowa + Duo friendship. 17: suggestion of Heero. 18: mention of Wufei and OMC. 20: mention of Wufei+OC.
Table/Theme: Table 4 / 16—20
Notes: You may notice I tend to take the wildest liberties with the prompts; my wayward Muse advices me to refrain from commenting and smack anyone who asks with a passionate plea of innocence... *shifty look*
Disclaimer: The boys you recognise as Gundam Wing characters are not mine, nor did I invent the glorious Dutch cheese mentioned in fic #17. Imagine my sorrow – only that agitating little twerp Carter, from fic #18, is mine.

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Title: Looking Out For Each Other
Theme: 16 Stormy weather
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Some mild language.
Word Count: 163

    "You're welcome to crash here," Duo said for the fifth time, straining his voice to be heard above the loud thunder.

Trowa smiled and stood up; he had already told Duo he did not mind the rain and would leave as soon as the worst of the thunder was over. He brought the glasses they had used to the kitchen, with a rambling Duo in his wake; according to Duo (you know, with the weird-ass shit that had happened to them thus far), the odds of one of 'em being hit by lightning did not seem all that slim.

Trowa leaned against the kitchen counter and watched his restless friend trying to convince him he would not feel comfortable sending a guest of his out in this sort of nasty weather – and jump, wide-eyed, at the next whopper of a thunder strike.

"Okay, okay," Trowa said, raising his hands in defeat and smiling, "if you're really that concerned for ..my safety.., I'll stay."



Title: Cheesy Scene
Theme: 17 Wax paper
Rating: G
Warnings: Cheese. And a tip to preserve it.
Word Count: 102

    Heero had not yet arrived when Trowa rang Duo's doorbell, sporting a crate of beer and on his arm a spherical cheese weighing at least three pounds.

"Whoa," Duo exclaimed, "You got your hands on Old Edam?"

Trowa grinned with a raised eyebrow and brought the treasure to the kitchen.

"You should wrap the cheese in this," he instructed Duo, presenting a roll off wax paper, "after you cut it, so it won't spoil."

"You gotta be kidding me;" Duo replied, in awe of the cheese, "even if we'd manage to hide it from Heero, it wouldn't last long enough to spoil."



Title: War Pigs, Peace Pigs
Theme: 18 Sentimental journey
Rating: PG
Warnings: Slightly bolder language.
Word Count: 174

    Wriggling his way through the crowd at the marketplace, Trowa had automatically accepted a pamphlet from a sweet-looking girl; today, there would be a festive opening of a special exhibition at one of the city's biggest museums.
Raising a questioning eyebrow, he passed the pamphlet on to Duo, who had finally managed his way out of the throng of people as well.

"Hey, I know this Carter kid," Duo snorted when he studied the picture on the front side of the leaflet, "he's the cheeky new recruit that got Wufei dismissed from his position as instructor by driving him far enough to lose his temper, the little firebrand bastard."

"That explains why Chang has been in such a bad mood lately," Trowa replied softly, "but do you want to check out this Tribute to Peace?"

"Oh Hell, why not," Duo grinned, a devious spark in his eyes, "says here kids up to age seventeen can earn their own plastic Preventers badge in a one afternoon boot camp, led by none other than Instructor Carter…"



Title: Gravity Calls
Theme: 19 Perfect balance
Rating: PG
Warnings: Hyphens!! Dubiousness. Silliness.
Word Count: 163

    "Just a sec, I can't hear you," Duo said and moved towards the screen; for a couple of seconds, Trowa was treated to a wobbly close-up of a formerly-black Tee and a deafening composition of squeaks and amplified tapping.
When Duo sat back down and saluted in good humour, Trowa noticed the vid-phone was not in its usual surroundings.

"Don't tell me why we are on your bed," he said, shaking his head slightly, "just give me the heads-up on our pool…"

"Sure thing," Duo grinned, gave Trowa a nice visual of his wine-red pair of loose-fitting boxers and disappeared from the bouncing view; when a paper sheet, a hand, and a knee reappeared on screen a couple of seconds later, the room rapidly tilted.

He heard Duo curse and mutter something unintelligible about unholy video games and treacherous sock balls, before his apologetic face appeared, framed by strands of hair that reached forward and touched the screen, uttering an awkward "You alright?"



Title: Emergency Call
Theme: 20 No worries
Rating: G
Warnings: Stupidity. Poor Trowa.
Word Count: 135

    Trowa had just put down his book and was about to switch off his night light, when the phone rang for a second time this evening.
(Duo, in an uncharacteristic bout of holiday anxiety, had called earlier to ask him if he thought it might be possible he had left the gas on at home; since Duo had used his furnace last the night before he left, to make hot cocoa, Trowa had not thought it likely.)

"Tro, I just remembered and need a major favour," he heard when he picked up his cell, "break into my apartment, or arrange my funeral."

Roused by the urgency in Duo's voice, Trowa shot upright and asked what was wrong.

"Totally forgot to give Wufei those theatre tickets I swore I'd get him for his date next Saturday…"

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