"You'll have to get your teeth pulled," Quatre replied, a hand on his chin.
The dental hygienist hadn't broken the news to Duo, since he had been so hyper during his last appointment that he was liable to fall apart at such shocking news. So the lady had told Quatre instead.
"But...but...what's wrong with my teeth?" Duo asked, shining his pearly yellows. Quatre winced and forced himself to look.
Duo had what people might call fangs, and they protuded so much that you'd have to look twice to make sure he wasn't a vampire. Other than that, every single tooth in that happy little grin was crooked beyond normalcy.
"Duo, when was the last time you had a dentist appointment?" Quatre asked, sipping from his tea. They were sitting by the bay windows of the G-Boys' (ex G-Boys, actually) luxurious mansion, the one they had bought with the money made from their first and last concert; which meant mostly Quatre's money. The other G-Boys had chipped in at least a dollar or two. Or, in Duo's case, fifty cents.
"You mean, not including this one?" Duo counted the fingers off of one hand, then the fingers off the other. Quatre hoped that it wasn't in years.
"Never mind," Quatre said when Duo lost count and started counting again.
Today's to-do list was.... There was only one item on the to-do list. Quatre looked at it, sighed, and walked down the long hall to the electronics room, where Duo was usually found fiddling with the insides of some video-game chip, trying to make himself "invincible" as he liked to put it.
Quatre didn't bother knocking and just went right in.
A barrage of loud rock music hit his ears and Quatre dropped his notebook to cover them.
Duo was sitting at a table with his back turned to the door, holding a pair of pliers in one hand and practically oblivious to the rest of his surroundings. His head bobbed up and down as he grooved to the music.
"Duo," Quatre called, then, "Duo!"
Duo didn't hear him. Quatre watched as Duo neatly stuck the chip back into the video-game cartridge, then popped the cartridge into the system. Still grooving, he turned on the t.v.
