Author's Notes: Don't you hate those short little bits

of fics that just float through your mind, but they

aren't long enough to stretch into a full-length fic?

Well, I decided just to write a few of mine down, and

this is what I got. Pretty stupid, ne? Anyway, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. Had you fooled,

though, didn't I?

SHORT #1: The Slinky

Tzzzing. Tzzzing. Tzzzing.

Heero's shoulders tensed as he typed.

Tzzzing. Tzzzing. Tzzzing.

His right eye twitched slightly.

Tzzzing. Tzzzing. Tzz-

Duo blinked in surprise. He hadn't known even Heero

could move that fast.

"Hey, what gives?" he demanded.

"Do you have any idea how annoying that is?" Heero

asked without looking up from his laptop. Duo pouted.

"Well, ~you're~ sure not doing anything to entertain

me. And that slinky is fun! Give it back!"

"No."

"Fine! I'll just go see what Wufei is doing!" Duo said

huffily as he got off of the dorm bed and stormed out

of the room.

"Hn," Heero said. After a moment his typing slowed as

he found his gaze wandering over to the metal coil on

the table next to the keyboard. Wait a second. What

was he doing? He had a mission report to type. He

concentrated on the letters on the screen. Another

moment went by, and his fingers slowed once again,

then stopped completely as he stared at the toy.

"Fun, huh?"

He picked it up, cradling one end in each palm. He

slowly shifted it from one hand to the other.

Tzzzzzzzzziiinggg.

A shiver traced his spine. Ohhhh yesssss...

Tzzzing. Tzzzing. Tzzzing...

SHORT #2: Wufei's Secret

"Whoooossshhhh!!"

Duo paused in the hallway outside the Chinese pilot's

room.

"Bededededede! EEEEE! Hiya! Take that! Bad Monkey!"

He sweatdropped. He didn't want to know...

Wait, yes he did.

Using his Shinigami Stealth, he opened the door

slightly. Wufei was sitting on his bed, back to Duo,

his hands in front of him and moving rapidly and

jerkily.

"BOOM!! Bwahahahahaha!!!!"

Using both Shinigami Stealth and Shinigami Speed, Duo

shut the door and ran far away.

"It'll take more than that to defeat us!" Wufei said

in a squeaky-yet-kawaii falsetto. "C'mon, girls!"

The three Powerpuff plushies attacked the Mojo Jojo

plushie amid a plethora of sound effects. Finally

Wufei dropped the much-abused Mojo Jojo doll to the

floor.

"Curse you Powerepuff Girls!" Wufei said in a deep

voice. Then he hugged Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup

close to his chest, a big, silly grin plastering

itself on his face. "And so once again, the day is

saved! Thanks to... The Powerpuff Girls!"

SHORT #3: Anime Love Cliche Gone Wrong

"Oh, Trowa, they're wonderful!" Quatre said, taking

the bouquet of flowers and smelling them. An angelic

expression overtook his face as he did so, the sun

making his cloud of golden hair into a halo.

"I hoped you would like them," Trowa said, one of his

rare smiles gracing his features.

A sudden flash in front of his eyes made him blink.

"What the...?" he muttered, trying to rub the spots

from his eyes. The first bright glare was followed by

another, and another. "What's going on?"

"I - I don't know!" Quatre said, trying in vain to

shield his eyes from the sparkles.

"Gah!"

"Ack!"

They staggered around a bit, clutching at each other.

Quatre buried his face against Trowa's chest.

"Mmmph mm MMMPH!" he said.

"What?"

Quatre spat out a mouthful of turtleneck. "I said,

'Make it stop!'"

"Er... how?"

"Hmmm. Good question... I know! We need sunglasses!"

"Right."

An hour later...

"Quatre..."

"Yes, Trowa?" Quatre asked the tree stump next to the

bench.

"Did the sunglasses have to be so dark?"

"Oh, quit whining. Let's go play fetch with Lucky."

Lucky barked happily as Trowa threw the frisbee. The

seeing-eye dog ran after it, yipping happily. The

sound of car horns honking and brakes screeching

reached the two boys' ears, followed by startled

yipping and a loud thump, then silence.

"Er... maybe they ~don't~ have to be so dark..."

THE END

....or IS it?

Gah! That was weird! It's their fault! ::points

accusingly at muses::

Eros and Thalia: Suuure. Blame US for everything!

Don't mind if I do. Anywho, minna, send C&C please.

Okay, I love you, buh-bye! ^_^

Thalia: No seeing-eye dogs were harmed in the writing

of this fic.

Eros: ::sighs and holds up a sign that reads: "Send

all Comments and Criticisms to [email protected]"