Roku-kun

Quatre woke up, aware that something was _very_ wrong. He made his way to a mirror, stopping on the way to open an imaginary door, then wondering why on earth he'd do something like that. He looked in the mirror. "Aaaaaaaah! Who dressed me up like a mime?"

10 minutes later:

A panicked Wufei, Duo, Trowa, and, of course, Quatre, had all made their way downstairs. Heero had stayed asleep through everything. "How did this happen???" Quatre nearly sobbed. "I have this disgusting urge to act like a mime." {AN: Awwww, doesn't he make a cute mime? Toby: Shut up.}
"You think you have it bad???" Wufei- an extremely well built one- shrieked. "I have the urge to fake a wresting match!"
"It's called Pro Wrestling, man," a Chibi Duo said.
"Shut up," Wufei said, "You got off easy."
"I did? I can't even reach the kitchen sink! How am I supposed to pilot a Gundam like this???"
Trowa looked grouchy.
"And what happened to you, Trowa?" Quatre wondered.
"I have just been given the world's most perverted mind," he said, somehow managing to be stoic.
"....Oh. How did this happen?"
"A legend..." Wufei said, then explained about the original Shenlong.
.....
"I wonder what happened to Heero," Duo wondered.
"Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!"
"...Of course, if it made him scream like that, maybe I dun wanna know."