Who Wants to be a Millionaire? Quatre-Chan style: GW Edition
By: Quatre Raberba Winner
(Warning: PWP. Plot? What plot? We don�t need no stinkin� plot! and Yaoi)
*Music plays and camera pans to Regis and Quatre-Chan*
Regis: "For those just tuning in, this young person is on her way to win one million dollars." *looks at Quatre-Chan* "What is it that you do anyway?"
Quatre-Chan: "I�m a writer. I write fanfiction for GW and I love WuFei Chang.. ."
Regis: *sweat drops* "Okay.. . Well here�s the million dollar question." *question appears on the computer screen* "Who is stronger than the Lord of Nightmares? Is it; A: Xellos, B: Phebrizo, C: Zelgadiss, or D: Valgov?"
Quatre-Chan: "Hmm.. . I don�t think its C or D. But can�t be too sure, so I would like to phone a friend."
Regis: "Who would you like to call?"
Quatre-Chan: "Hee-Chan, she�s a writer too!"
Regis: "Oh great.. . well let�s get her on the line."
*Ring, ring, ring*
Hee-Chan: "Hello?"
Regis: "Hee-Chan?"
Hee-Chan: "Shut up Regis! What�s the question Quatre-Chan?"
Quatre-Chan: *reads questions and the four possible answers* "What�s the answer? I think it�s Xellos, but I�m not too sure.. ."
Hee-Chan: "It�s Xellos, trust me."
Quatre-Chan: "The last time I trusted you I ended up drinking sour milk!"
Hee-Chan: "Sorry about that, but A is the right answer."
Quatre-Chan: *hangs up with her chibi neko friend and looks at Regis* "A: Xellos, final answer."
Regis: "Sorry it was D."
Quatre-Chan: "That�s a loud of shit! Ask him your self!"
Regis: "Xellos, are you stronger than L sama?"
Xellos: "Well now that is a secret.. ."
Quatre-Chan: "Zelgadiss, tell him I�m right!"
Zelgadiss: "Hn."
Quatre-Chan: "That�s Heero�s line!" *sighs* "Gourry, tell him that�s the right answer.. ."
Gourry: *floats in front of the camera dressed like the jellyfish* "Oh yeah, I could really get into this.. ."
Regis: "Well I�m sorry, but you need to take the 32,000 and leave."
Quatre-Chan: *gets out of the hot seat and holds out her hand* "You suck!" *turns Regis into a talking toucan toy, then she picks it up and kicks it off stage and then wipes her hands of the evil host* "Damn bird!"
Duo: "Now who�s going to be the host?"
Quatre-Chan: *smiles* "Well, come on Duo, lets play Who Wants to be a Millionaire?!"
Duo and Quatre-Chan: *take their seats*
Quatre-Chan: "Alight Duo, for one million dollars; Is that your real hair color? Is it A: yes, B: no, C: maybe, or D: �well now that is a secret.. .�?"
Duo: "Aren�t there 14 questions before this?"
Quatre-Chan: "Not in my version and you only get the phone a friend."
Duo: "Well I�d like to use that. I want to call Heero."
Quatre-Chan: "K! Call Heero Yuy, AT&T!"
*Ring, ring, ring*
Heero: *picks up his PHS from where he�s sitting with the other contestants* "Yeah."
Duo: "Heero, what should I say for my answer?"
Heero: "You know what to say."
Duo: *gasps* "Heero Yuy, this is public television!"
Heero: "I didn�t mean that!" *hangs up*
Duo: "My answer is.. ." *clears his throat* "Well now that is a secret.. ."
Quatre-Chan: "Yea! You won the million!!!!!"
Duo: *takes the check and goes into the audience*
Quatre-Chan: "Trowa, it�s your turn to play; Who Wants to be a Millionaire?!"
Trowa: *sits in the hot seat*
Quatre-Chan: "Okay Trowa, your question for the million is; where is Quatre�s favorite spot to do it with you? Is it A: on top of the washing machine, B: the backseat of the car, C: out in the garden, or D: all of the above?"
Trowa: *blushes* "I want to call Quatre."
Quatre-Chan: "AT&T do your stuff."
*Ring, ring, ring*
Quatre: *picks up from his house* "Hello?" *sneezes*
Quatre-Chan: "Gomen Quatre-Sama, but Trowa has a question for you and I hope you get over your cold."
Quatre: "Thanks, what�s the question Trowa?"
Trowa: "Where�s your favorite spot to do it?"
Quatre: "The garden. No wait, the backseat of the car. No, on top of the washing machine.. . Oh I like them all!" *coughs*
Trowa: "That�s all I needed to know. Feel better angel." *hangs up* "D."
Quatre-Chan: "Yea! You won the million you don�t need!" *claps*
Trowa: *takes the check and goes into the audience and sits next to Duo*
Quatre-Chan: "Heero you�re up. Lets play; Who Wants to be a Millionaire?!"
Heero: *sits in the hot seat*
Quatre-Chan: "For one million, what is Duo�s best feature? Is it; A: his eyes, B: his braid, C: his butt or D: his personality?"
Heero: "..."
Quatre-Chan: "You can use your lifeline."
Heero: "Call Duo."
Quatre-Chan: "You heard him AT&T."
*Ring, ring, ring*
Duo: *answers his PHS* "Shinigami speaking."
Heero: "What�s the best thing about you?"
Duo: *in a southern, feminine voice* "Why lover, I do believe it�s my long and beautiful braid!"
Heero: *hangs up* "Braid."
Quatre-Chan: "You smart man. You got it right!"
Heero: *takes the check and goes to sit with the others in the audience*
Quatre-Chan: "You�re the last one, Wu-Chan, so let�s play!"
WuFei: *sits in the hot seat*
Quatre-Chan: "Your question for the million is; who�s the best in the universe? Is it A: Milly, B: Amelia, C: Cloud, or D: me?"
WuFei: "I want to call Nataku.. ."
Quatre-Chan: *looks wounded* "Get Nataku on the line.. ." *sniff*
*Ring, ring, ring*
Nataku�s answering machine: "Sorry I can�t answer the phone right now. I�m preparing to step on Quatre-Chan. Please leave a message after her scream.. ."
WuFei: *blink, blink*
*A loud stomping sound could be heard and a giant foot appears overhead*
Quatre-Chan: *screams and runs off the set* "See you next time on: Who Wants to be a Millionaire?!"
WuFei: *looks in the direction the chibi writer ran off in* "I think you�re the best in the universe, Quatre-Chan.. ."
Studio audience and television audience: "Aaaawwww!!!!"
WuFei: "SHUT UP!!!!!!"
The End
Quatre-Chan: "Yeah, I know that was pointless."
G-boys: *nod*
Quatre: "Thanks for not making me do much.. ." *sneezes*
Trowa: *hugs him*
Quatre-Chan: "The only reason I wrote this was so I would have an excuse to kick Regis." *looks at WuFei* "Thanks for what you said.. ."
WuFei: "Well, it�s true."
Duo: *gags*
Quatre-Chan: *sticks her tongue out at Duo* "Just for that you have to do the disclaimer!"
Duo: "Fine.. . SHE OWNS NOTHING!!!!!!!!"
Quatre: "Aww.. . that hurt my head.. ." *sneezes again*
Trowa: "You�ll be okay."
Heero: "Not that you would on this fic, but send her feed back at [email protected]."
Quatre-Chan: *waves* "We�ll see you next time on �Who Wants to be a Millionaire?!�" *thinks about what she just said* "I mean on �The Gundam Broadcasting Network'!"