"Extra, extra! World Headline Writer Murdered!" I yelled in frustration, sick of the horrible headlines. I sighed a little as no one bought a paper. "Stupid headlines..."
Jack looked at me askance. "Echo, yer supposed ta improve da headlines, not make 'em up outta da blue."
I shrugged. "I care?"
Jack smiled. "Let's get ta Medda's. Ya only got one pape left ta sell."
"Don't remind me." I muttered under my breath. We started walking to Irving Hall and met up with Brooklyn, Spot, Bouncy, Dice, Racetrack, and Psycho on the way there. We all decided to take a shortcut and turned down an alley.
"Woah!" Jack yelled as there was a bright flash of light.
"What was that?" I asked, not looking at the others.
Psycho shrugged, but seemed confused. "I dunno but well... this looks all wrong."
We spun around as we heard a shreik come from Brooklyn. She was inspecting her hand. "Look at me! I'm... I'm... I lost dimensions!"
Psycho raised an eyebrow and then looked down at her own body. "Wait a minute..."
"We're drawings." I said weakly, shaking my hand as if that would make it go away. "How very odd."
"No crap." Psycho said harshly. "We're in a drawing too."
Racetrack looked at his cigar and frowned a little. "It's broke."
Jack paled a little but cheered up as he saw his reflection in a window. "At least I got nice hair."
"You always have nice hair, Jack." I shot, rolling my eyes, then smiled as I looked out a window of the building we were in. "Oh wow! Where are we and what are those pretty orange lights?!"
Psycho looked at me as if I were daft. "Well, judging by the loud booming.. I'd say they're explosions."
"Oh." I said meakly, embarrassed by my last statement. "An' we must be like... out in space, right? Like in that Jules Verne book."
Spot glared at... well, air. "I wanna go ta Medda's!"
Brooklyn frowned a little. "Aw, stop your bawlin'."
"Hey, what are you doing here?" A voice yelled from behind us.
We spun around and Psycho raised an eyebrow upon seeing the boy with long brown hair pulled back into a braid. "Ya know, he isn't bad looking for a drawing."
I nodded agreement and Jack frowned. "Hey! I'm still standing here you know!"
I shrugged a little. "So, you're just jealous because he has better hair than you."
His mouth fell open a little and Bouncy came to his defense. "That guy looks like a girl." She said sarcastically.
I glared at her. "You look like a girl!" I yelled, frowning a little when I paused to think about my statement. The others laughed and Brooklyn patted my shoulder reassuringly as the boy walked closer. "Who are you-" He paused and smiled a little before going on. "-lovely ladies."
We all grinned, but before we could reply a blonde boy ran up. "Duo, there you are! Heero sent me to find you since you were taking so long." He paused and smiled at us, looking somewhat confused. "Oh, hello."
I grinned like a fool and sighed a little. "Hi."
Jack glowered and put an arm around my shoulder, and Spot did the same to Brooklyn, stating in an angry voice, "You two better back off." Dice looked at Racetrack expectantly, but he was too busy inspecting his cigar to be protective of his girl.
I sighed in frustration and threw Jack's arm off of my shoulder. "Don't mind these guys, they're a little... well, you know." I said, twirling a finger around my head. "I'm Echo... and that's Jack." I added in a dismissing tone.
Psycho smiled at Jack's annoyed look and introduced herself. "I'm Psycho, and they are Brooklyn, Bouncy, and Dice... and Racetrack and Spot."
Duo grinned a little. "I'm Duo Maxwell, and this is Quatre Raberba Winner."
"Nice to meet you." Quatre said, then added in a befuddled voice. "What are you doing on Peacemillion?"
I blinked a little and looked at Psycho, who shrugged and looked at Jack, who turned to Dice. "What?" She asked. "Why are you looking at me?"
I smiled at Quatre. "Uh... what are you doing here?"
Duo looked at me askance. "We're repairing our gundams."
Psycho nodded. "Good reason... what's a gundam?"
He blinked in surprise. "You don't know what a gundam is?"
We all shook our heads and replied. "No."
He looked as if he might explain but another boy walked up, this one with dark brown hair. Duo waved cheerfully. "Hey Heero! Look what I found!"
Heero glared at us. "Who are they?"
"Echo, Psycho, Dice, Bouncy, Spot, Racetrack, and Brooklyn." Quatre said pointing to each of us.
Jack scowled. "I'm still here."
Psycho rolled her eyes. "And Jack."
He frowned and muttered something under his breath. I elbowed him a little and walked over to Quatre, smiling shyly. "Would you show us your gundams?"
"No." Heero said firmly.
"Heero.." Quatre said pleadingly.
He glared at Quatre and shook his head. Duo nudged Heero's shoulder a little. "We're surrounded by pretty girls, lighten up!"
He only received glares from Jack, Spot, and Heero... and eventually a confused look from Racetrack who had finally stopped looking at his cigar. Brooklyn smiled sweetly at Heero. "Please let us see your gundam."
He backed up a little and glared at her. "No."
"Please." She said again, pouting a little.
He pointed a gun at her head. "I said, no."
I frowned and looked at Quatre. "Your friend isn't very nice."
"It's just his way of showing affection." He replied doubtfully.
Duo blinked. "Heero! What're ya doin'?! What harm can it be to just show them the gundams?"
Heero crossed his arms over his chest. "Fine, but I don't like it."
"Neither do I." Spot said, looking at the three boys suspiciously.
"Shut up." Brooklyn said, following Heero despite his objections that she go away.
The rest of us followed Quatre and Duo, chatting amiably. When we were almost there Jack and Spot threatened to keep us from following Duo, Heero, and Quatre... so Brooklyn, Psycho, and I conveniently shoved them into a room we happened to find and locked Race in with them just for good measure. Duo seemed to briefly notice they had disappeared but shrugged it off and no one else said a word as we followed the three boys to a large area where five big metal robot things were standing.
"COOL!!!!" We all said simultaniously.
A boy with mustard brown hair that somehow seemed to defy gravity approached us quietly. "Who are they?" He inquired.
We were once again introduced, this time to Trowa, and the guys were easily forgotten... as always. After a little more pleading the boys agreed to show us their gundams. Quatre gazed at his gundam adoringly and I felt a pang of jealousy. "That's Sandrock." He said, smiling.
We got up to the cockpit by way of this rope thing with a handle on the end and I was having a very nice time talking to the blonde boy... or maybe just staring at him, when the metal I was standing on moved and I fell to the ground. I frowned and rubbed the sore area a little, glaring at Sandrock. "He's mine." I growled under my breath, kicking the gundam, only hurting my foot as a result.
"Are you all right?" Quatre asked in concern as he came back down on the rope.
I smiled and nodded a little. "Yeah, I just slipped."
He looked at his gundam suspiciously. "Are you sure?"
"Hey Quatre, Echo!" Duo said as he walked up with Psycho. "Wanna go get something to eat?"
I looked at Quatre and we both shrugged a little. "Okay."
Heero walked over, looking somewhat annoyed as Brooklyn trailed behind. Duo smiled. "You in? Trowa and Dice are all ready there."
He glared at me and nodded stiffly. I glared back as Wufei, a boy we had briefly been introduced to, walked up. He had black hair pulled back tightly into a pony tail and I winced a little, thinking of how painful the pony tail looked. "Why are there guys locked in the cleaning closet?" He asked us.
He raised an eyebrow as Brooklyn, Psycho, and I all tried our best to look innocent. "What guys?"
"Oh, so it was you. No wonder." He said then shook his head in disgust. "I can't believe you let these weak women around your gundams."
"Weak? I'll show you weak!" Bouncy challenged.
I put a hand on her shoulder. "Forget it, he's just a stupid boy."
He snorted. "Weak." He said simply before walking off.
"Who were the guys he found?" Duo asked.
Psycho looked at him oddly. "Do you remember the guys we showed up with?"
He shook his head. "No."
We shrugged a little and walked towards the cafeteria where we found Jack, Spot, and Race. Quatre shifted uncomfortably under Jack's angry gaze and Heero and Spot engaged in a glaring contest. I was surprised to find that Heero's death stare was as good as, if not better than, Spot's. I smiled a little. "Well, everyone is so friendly."
Jack frowned. "Echo! You locked me in a closet because of... that ninety-eight pound weakling!"
I sputtered indignantly. "He is not a ninty-eight pound weakling! He's a ninety pound weakling!!"
"Thanks... I think." Quatre said, looking bemused.
Wufei, who I noticed for the first time over in a corner arm wrestling with Bouncy, raised an eyebrow at me and lost the match because of the distraction. "Injustice!" He said with a frown and demanded a rematch.
Trowa motioned for him to be quite and pointed to a chess board. "I'm trying to plan a move." He said, and Dice nodded from her side of the board.
Jack pouted. "It's no fair... just cause he has better hair..."
I shrugged and smiled reassuringly at Quatre. "Jack is very sensitive about his hair."
"I understand completely." Duo said as he sat down by a table then muttered, "Better hope he never meets Zechs."
I sighed a little as I realized my hat was missing. I glared at Jack. "I'm going to go find my hat, you be nice."
He smiled innocently, too innocently, and replied. "Of course I'll be nice."
I glanced at him suspiciously but retraced my steps in search of my hat. I found myself back in the room with the gundams and I was staring at the floor, thinking maybe my hat had fallen off when I had fallen off of Sandrock earlier. I jumped as something brushed my shoulder and then heard metal hitting metal. I looked down and saw a screwdriver laying on the floor and looked up to see Sandrock looming above me. I backed away nervously. "It's just a machine, Echo. It can't hurt you." I yelped as an entire toolbox fell from Sandrock's cockpit and narrowly missed my head. "Just a stupid machine, just a stupid machine.." I chanted as I closed my eyes. My eyelids popped open and I glared at the machine as a tool hit my should. "Just a machine... and I'm Teddy Roosevelt. Sandrock, you are evil... and you're going down in flames!" I yelled at the mobile suit which was still standing perfectly still.
~*~*~*~
Jack's POV
I glared at the sissy blonde guy sitting across from me as it came down to the crucial moment. We were going against each other, mano a mano, and I intended to expose this fake to Echo. I stared him down and he just looked at me with those ridiculous puppy dog eyes of his as we threw our fists down. My hand holding two fingers out, and his hand laid out flat. I grinned evily. "Scissors, I win. Now for the truth, you aren't really a blonde, are you?"
He blinked innocently. "Of course I am. I really don't understand what my hair has to do with anything though."
I rolled my eyes and snorted a little. "Right. Look, don't get any ideas in your head or anything. I've always been the guy with the best hair and I don't intend to loose that title now."
Blonde boy seemed confused. "You're mad because I have better hair than you?"
"You don't have better hair than me!" I said angrily, then added in a threatening voice. "Just remember, you gotta sleep sometime an' scissors ain't hard ta find."
He shrugged. "Another round?"
I glowered at him, but agreed. I winced as his rock beat my scissors. He looked up at me, still all innocent. "Speaking of the truth... you wear a cowboy hat, but you aren't really a cowboy, are you?"
I pulled back a little. This guy was good. Echo could never know that I wasn't really a cowboy but a street smart New Yorker with good hair... (That is, if my thick New York accent hadn't given me away all ready.) I knew then... that platinum blonde hair had to go.
~*~*~*~
Spot's POV
I glared at the brown-haired guy... he glared back. I glared more fiercly. He did too. I pulled out my slingshot and got in his face. "You think you can outdo me? Oh yeah? Yeah?"
He pulled out his gun and held it to my head. "I'll kill you."
I gulped but tried to continue glaring. Just my luck that I finally meet a guy just as
short and scrawny as me and he has a better weapon. This could do some serious damage
to my ego.
Brooklyn
"Heero!" I called as I looked around the metal corradors. The brown haired boy had totally disappeared. I sighed as I heard a beeping noise. After messing with a few buttons, a girl's face appeared on a big screen. "Who are you and where's Heero?"
"Who are you?" I asked her suspiciously.
She looked annoyed. "I'm Relena Peacecraft. Where's Heero?"
I shrugged a little. "I don't know, I was just looking for him. Why?"
"Because he promised to kill me!" She said in a whining voice.
I raised an eyebrow at her. "He did?"
She nodded. "Yeah... who are you?"
"Brooklyn." I said proudly. "I was trying to stalk Heero but he lost me."
Relena frowned. "Yeah... he always runs away when I try to stalk him too. You think maybe we could stalk him together?"
I frowned slightly. I didn't really like this girl, or the fact that she was trying to stalk my Heero... but maybe if I agreed to help her I could get her out of the picture.
~*~*~*~
Psycho
"Peacemillion has about anything you could think of." Duo said, motioning around and winking at me.
"Duo!!" I heard a girl's voice yell, entirely too happy.
I frowned. "What was that?"
He paled a little. "Hildre... run!"
"What's a hildre?" I asked hesitantly.
A girl with light black hair ran up and attatched herself to Duo, sqeeling in excitement. "Duo! Where have you been?"
I reached for my gun only to find I didn't have one. I shrugged a little and thought instead of the most enjoyable way to kill someone with a pencil as I found one in my pocket.
~*~*~*~
Dice
I stared at the chess board, plotting my next move but my train of thought was crashed by a ditzy girl's voice saying, "Trowa, there you are."
Annoyance briefly flashed across his face, the first emotion I had seen him show, as he looked at the girl with the curly hair and very little clothing. "Hello Cathy."
"Trowa, you look better when you don't frown. Smile!" She said in a cheerful voice, then her eyes narrowed into tiny little slits as she noticed me. "Who are you?"
"Dice, who are you?" I asked as politely as possible, holding out a hand.
Her eyes started glowing and she got very angry all of a sudden. "You stay away from Trowa! He isn't going to fight anymore!"
"But Cathy, we're just playing chess." He said, pointing to the board.
"Stay out of this Trowa!" She yelled sharply, then turned back to me. "Leave him alone! I won't let him fight with you, it's too dangerous!"
"How do you know Trowa?" I asked, slightly confused.
"That's none of your business!" She snapped, then added. "But I throw knives at him in the circus."
I stopped to think about this for a while... it was too dangerous for him to play chess with me, but she could throw knives at him... right.
~*~*~*~*~
Racetrack stares at his cigar... shakes it. "Huh... it smokes, and it's on fire... but it doesn't work." Shakes the cigar some more. "Huh."
~*~*~*~*~
Bouncy
"Weakling." Wufei said, glaring at me. 'I'll show him weakling.' I thought, rematching him at arm wrestling once again. I gave him the idea that he might win and then said casually, "That guy with the braid is painting your machine pink."
"WHAT?!?!" He yelled, allowing me to slam down his fist, then realized I had played a trick on him. "Injustice!" He yelled for the fiftieth time. "Only a weak woman such as yourself would stoop so low! I don't fight weaklings!" He yelled, standing up to stalk away.
"Rematch?" I asked, smirking a little.
He sat back down and nodded, glaring at me. "No cheating this time, woman."
~*~*~*~*~
Psycho
"I think we've lost her." Duo said, taking a deep breath. "Keep your eyes open though, Hildre has a way of finding me."
'Hmmm.... a firehose, and an ax.' I thought, smiling evily as I caught site of the objects on the wall. "Oh, I wouldn't worry about her."
"Hey! Duo!" Echo yelled, running up to us. "Glad to see you, there's safety in numbers, right?"
"Hildre found you too?" I asked, looking around for the annoying girl.
Echo shook her head, but looked confused. "No, uh... you seen the others? Maybe we could play poker or something?"
"Strip poker?" Duo asked hopefully.
Echo turned a shade of crimson. "Uh... let's just go find the others, okay?"
~*~*~*~*~
Brooklyn
"Heero!!" Relena and I shouted at the same time.
I glared at her. "I thought you said you were good at finding him."
"I am!" She said, frowning a little. "I'm always able to find him and then he always tries to kill me but never does." She paused and then yelled, "Heero! I am right here so come and kill me!"
(Around the corner Heero curses and runs away from the two girls who are looking for him, and runs into Duo. Relena and Brooklyn can hear Duo say cheerfully, "Hey, Heero!")
Relena smiled. "I told you I'd find him. Heero, I'm coming!" She yelled and we ran around the corner in time to see Heero glare at Duo and mutter, "Omae o korosu." (Note: Japanese, it means, 'I'll kill you.' Heero says it quite frequently.)
~*~*~*~
Jack
I followed Quatre with a pair of scissors carefully concealed behind my back. "So, do you gotta girl?"
"No." He said, still being as polite as ever. "But I have 29 sisters."
I choked. "29?!?!?!" I thought it over for a moment. "None of them are named Sarah, are they?" I asked, thinking of my ditzy ex-girlfriend and shuddering.
"Uh... I can't remember all of their names." He said, looking rather embarrassed.
I shrugged and seeing my opportunity, reached up to cut part of his hair. I was interrupted by the sound of Echo's voice. "Jack! Quatre! There you are!"
I quickly hid the scissors and turned to smile at her and the rest of the group that was with her. "Uh... hi?"
She looked at me askance. "What were you doing?"
"Nothing. Just talking about Quatre's sisters, he's got 29 of them you know." I said, hoping she would buy it.
She accepted the answer and we started walking until we came to the area where Wufei, Misty, Catherine, Trowa, and Dice were sitting. "Great! We're all together again!" Echo said cheerfully, glad to be away from Sandrock.
"Yeah, great." I said, glaring at Quatre. Spot glared at Heero, who in turned glared at Relena, who was attached to his arm. Brooklyn watched on angrily, plotting ways to kill Relena. Bouncy was smiling smugly while Wufei sulked in a corner, ashamed he had been beaten by a weak woman. Trowa sat silently at the table, still emotionless... and Dice was... reading I suppose, while Racetrack continued to inspect his cigar diligently and Catherine glared with those creepy glowing eyes of hers. Duo winked and nudged Psycho who took her eyes off of a knife long enough to smile at him.
"You know, I'm really not feeling the love in the room." Echo said, clearing her throat a little.
Spot rolled his eyes. "With braid boy looking like a dog in heat?"
"Mad because Heero is moving in on your territory Rover?" Psycho asked in a sweet voice.
He looked angry for a second but pointed to Echo to divert attention from himself. "What about her and that blonde kid? Talk about puppy love..."
Echo and Quatre blushed furiously. "Not funny Rover." Echo muttered quietly.
Bouncy grinned evily. "You guys know what's really fun? Seeing how fast you can get Echo to turn beet red."
Wufei raised an eyebrow. "Probably not nearly as fast as Quatre would."
Both parties in question turned a light shade of red at these comments and everyone else smiled. "Why don't we have a contest?" Duo said cheerfully.
Psycho grinned. "Ya know Echo, the other day Jack got wet.You wouldn't know why, would you?"
Echo turned a shade of crimson and buried her head in her hands as she let out a weak whimper.
Duo laughed. "I can do better than that. Hey Quatre, I saw a certain girl with some funky eyebrows the other day. She was in Victoria's Secret... said she couldn't wait to get a hold of you." Duo said, causing Quatre's eyes to widen and his face to turn a shade darker than Echo's.
Bouncy grinned. "Say Echo, you been drinking any white milk lately?" Echo's face darkened once more and she seemed to sit a little lower in the chair.
The others laughed at the two blushing kids and Duo leaned over and whispered something to Quatre, who seemed to be hyperventalating. Spot smiled evily and turned to Echo. "Say uh... I know we used to call ya Pony an' everything cause a da whole thing about da roof... but I won't do that no more. I think Sandrock would be more appropriate, if ya know what I mean."
Echo let out a high pitched squeal and laid her head on the table, then covered it with her arms which were starting to turn crimson along with her face. I started to jump up to run after Quatre but tripped over Spot who was rolling around on the floor. After recovering from laughing so much, Duo whispered something to Quatre once again. Quatre's eyes shot up to Echo in complete mortification and he dropped into a dead faint.
Echo shot to his side and tried to keep me from killing him until Quatre finally came back around and declared, "Stop it you guys! We shouldn't be fighting at all!"
"Yeah, we should be fighting Oz." An old man wearing a hawaiian shirt and sunglasses said, sounding something like a hippy. (Note: *sighs* Oz is a government, and no, it has nothing to do with the emerald city.)
"Who are you?" I asked, noting he looked a little like Kloppman... aside from the way he dressed.
"I'm Howard." He said, and he was introduced to all of us. And so we all continued to glare at each other, or stare at each other with puppy dog eyes, depending on who you were, until everyone gradually split up.
Later that night... (In other words, I didn't know where else to go with that)
Trini
"Thanks for showing me around." I said shyly, and kissed Quatre's cheek, causing us both to blush. He smiled meekly before he walked away. When I was sure he was gone I ran to the place the gundams had been with a bag holding everything I would need. I smirked up at Sandrock. "You asked for it, now you got it." I said, pulling out the wires and explosives I would need to blow this thing up. I attatched the bomb to the mobile suit and ran a safe distance away. I cowered and plugged my ears, counting down. "Five, four, three, two..."
~*~*~*~*~
Brooklyn
"Where is Heero?" Relena whined. She was starting to get on my nerves.
"He's gone." I said through grit teeth.
She pouted. "Well, he shouldn't have left!"
"Maybe he wouldn't have if you hadn't been hanging all over him!" I yelled.
"Haven't you ever stalked someone before?" She looked indignant. "That's what you do! Anyway, he said he'd kill me. He promised!"
"Well, maybe I'll just do the job for him!" I said and wrapped my hands around her throat.
~*~*~*~*~
Racetrack
I was walking down the hall, inspecting my cigar when I noticed fighting. Heeero and Spot were trying to kill each other and Quatre was attempting to stop them. "We shouldn't be fighting at all!" He said desperately.
I clamped a hand over his mouth. "Two to one Heero skunks him!" I yelled, and continued to cheer, getting some nasty looks from Spot.
~*~*~*~*~
Spot
I glared at Heero once again... and he continued to glare back. This was getting a little repetative. "She's mine." I muttered angrily.
He continued to glare. "I don't care as long as you take Relena."
I raised an eyebrow. "I ain't takin' that girl nowhere!!"
He stepped forward and glared even more fiercly. "Oh yeah?"
"Yeah." I said, but gulped as he pulled that gun out again.
~*~*~*~*~
Psycho
"Duo!!!!" Said a high pitched voice as a form blurred past me and latched onto Duo's arm once again.
Hildre, who else? That girl was really starting to annoy me. Apparently Duo felt the same way, or at least that was what I concluded from the pained expression on his face as he laughed nervously and replied in a weak voice, "Oh, hey there Hildre."
I glared and thought I might scream... and then I Then I caught site of a shiny, sharp object. I grinned as I picked it up and hid it behind my back. "Oh, Hildre!" I said in a sing song voice, approaching the girl with an evil smile plastered on my face.
~*~*~*~*~
Dice
Catherine smiled as sweetly as possible at Trowa, then glared at me and hissed, "You stay away from him!"
"Why?" I asked, confused.
Her eyes started to glow again and before I could comment, lazers shot out of her eyes. I dodged and turned to run, still being shot at by Catherine. (Trini: Stupid, ne? Sorry, I ran out of ideas.)
~*~*~*~*~
Bouncy
"Ha!" I yelled, beating Wufei at pinball once again. "You loose!"
He started to turn red. "Injustice!"
I stuck my tongue out at him. "Sore looser."
"That's it. I'm going to my room, woman!" He said, and stalked off. I followed him and watched as he walked into his quarters. A few minutes later Jack walked up with a pair of scissors. "Have you seen Quatre?"
I smirked and nodded, pointing to Wufei's room. "In there."
~*~*~*~*~
Jack
I snuck into one of the dark rooms, holding a pair of scissors near. I couldn't really see who was asleep in the bed, but I was sure this one must be who I was looking for. I stayed as silent as I could as I cut the hair and then laughed maniacally.
"NO!!! INJUSTICE!!!" I heard someone yell, and then realized I had cut Wufei's hair, and not blond boy's.
"Oops." I said quietly, starting to back away. The boy pulled a katana from out of nowhere and started to attack me. I ran.
~*~*~*~*~
"Hurry up! Sell the papers sell the papers!" The boys heard as they sat up for another glorious day of carrying the banner. Jack and Spot (who had stayed for a poker game the night before) let out a sigh of relief in unison upon realizing they were back in Manhattan.... and then Brooklyn walked in wearing black with her hair in a braid, Psycho was in a pair of tan dress pants, white shirt, and blue vest, Bouncy in white pants and a blue turtleneck, Dice in a blue tank top and funky white pants, and Echo wearing a green tank top and black spandex shorts (Echo/Trini: She can get spandex shorts in 1899! Well... maybe not, but it's MY fanfic so nah!). The two boys went pail, and then screamed and ran out of the room as Kloppman walked in wearing a brightly colored shirt and sunglasses. Bouncy raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong with them?"
Psycho frowned, looking hurt. "That wasn't very nice of them."
"Weaklings." Dice muttered sourly.
Brooklyn shrugged. "Who cares, lets party!"
"Yeah, a party." Kloppman said in a hippy voice.
Echo glared at... air. "Sarah, I'm going to kill you."
The newsies all turned to stare at the five girls, and then at Kloppman. "Dang." Blink said, shaking his head slightly. "I told you to keep them away from Sarah. I knew what she had was contagious... Someone really needs to get rid of that girl before she spreads it any farther."
"Nimn kandu." Echo said in a monotone voice and left the bunkroom (Note: Japanese again, it means, 'Mission accepted', another one of Heero's frequently used sayings.)... five seconds later she walked back in. "Uh... what was I doing?" She paused. "And why am I wearing... this?"
"I dunno." Race said from his bunk. "But then again, I don't know why I look like Medda either." He said, motioning to a red and pink skirt like a circus performer might wear (Catherine's circus costume). He then eyed Snipeshooter, who backed away nervously. "Hey! That's my cigar!" He said, then added. "Leave it alone, it just wants to live in peace!"
"Here, take it!" Snipeshooter said, throwing the cigar at Race and then running away. Everyone stared at him in shock, but he just picked the cigar up and started puffing on it, propping his pink stockinged feet onto the bed.