"Trowa, I don't see why you dragged us to one of your performances," griped Heero. "We've been to others, and this one was just like them."
"Catherine suggested a little reunion of sorts. I thought it was a good idea."
The five gundam pilots were walking through the grass- the parking lot for the circus- to their respective cars.
"Hey, Heero! Where's your car?" called Duo, when he saw Heero head towards the woods behind the circus tent.
"I didn't come in a car."
"Whaddya mean?"
"I brought Wing Zero," Heero calmly replied, acting as if going to the circus in a gundam was an everyday occurence. For Heero it probably was.
"What? Heero, what if someone found it?"
Heero glanced over his shoulder at the long-haired pilot. "No one is going to find it. I know how to hide a gundam." He entered the forest, heading for his hidden mobile suit.
Five minutes later, he came running out; mouth open, and eyes frantic. Duo barely recognized the distraught persom coming towards him as Heero.
The blue-eyed pilot grabbed Duo's jacket, shook him, and yelled, "What the hell have you done with my gundam?"
Duo couldn't give a coherent answer because of the violent jerking of his head, and the other three pilots pulled Heero away from his poor victim. "What was that for?"
"Wing Zero is gone. Somebody took it." Heero glared at Duo.
Duo raised his hands defensively. "Heero, how could I steal your gundam, if I was with you guys ever since I got here?"
Heero didn't answer, having come up with no explanation as to how Duo could have been in two places at once; he just continued to glare.
Catherine jogged towards the group. "Trowa, everyone's waiting for you five!"
Quatre asked, "Who's everyone?"
Trowa answered, "You'll see."
Heero had to be bodily dragged to Trowa's trailer where "everyone" was waiting. Hilde, Dorothy, Sally, Zechs, and Noin were lounging comfortably on the couch and chairs arranged in the trailer.
"When I said reunion, I didn't just mean the five of us," explained Trowa, when he saw Duo's, Quatre's, and Wufei's shocked expressions. Heero was not shocked; in fact, he had very little interest in the other occupants of the room, since he was still trying to figure out what had happened to his gundam.
Quatre realized that one person was missing. "Zechs, where's your sister?"
Zechs and Noin shared a smile. "She should be stopping by later. She got... called away." Trowa choked on the water he was drinking, and Wufei pounded him on the back.
The Chinese pilot's eyes narrowed; he could have sworn that he saw a ghost of a smile on the stoic pilot's face before he choked. Shrugging, he moved to the couch and ordered Sally to make room for him.
"Wufei, if you hadn't noticed, there's already four of us crowded together. There's no room for you."
With a growl, Wufei picked Sally up by her shoulders, set her on her feet, and took her place on the couch. Sally considered punching Wufei's lights out; but, drawn by Hilde's giggle, she noticed that Duo was pulling Hilde into his lap.
An evil thought occured to Sally. "Wufei, I guess you can have my spot, but since there are no other chairs, you'll have to provide me with one."
Wufei irritably snapped, "What are you talking about, woman?"
Sally answered by sitting on him. The dark-eyed pilot remained silent for about two seconds before ranting at Sally about being honorable and having a sense of integrity; the blonde woman simply ignored her "chair" and resumed her conversation with Noin.
Heero abruptly stood. "I'm going to go find my gundam."
Zechs jumped to his feet and blocked the younger man from leaving. "You can't leave yet! We haven't had any alcohol!"
"Zechs, I don't want any alcohol. I want my gundam, so I suggest that you get out of my way."
Before Zechs could reply, a loud, mechanical whine filled the air. The whine was followed by a thud, as something large lightly settled to the ground, and then all was silent.
The silence was shattered by a blonde girl flinging open the door and yelling, "That was so fun! I can't believe I've never done that before!"
Everyone was stunned to see the normally serious, composed Vice-foreign Minister Relena Dorlian skipping about happily, except Noin, Zechs, and- of all people- Trowa, who were rolling on the floor laughing.
Relena turned to Heero. "Oh, Heero, you don't have to worry about Wing Zero. There's not a scratch on it."
Her words slowly sank into Heero's brain. "You took Wing Zero?"
"Yeah, I borrowed it for awhile."
Heero's mouth dropped open; he stood there attempting to produce a sound commonly known as a word, but only tiny whimpers issued from his throat.
Quatre, after recovering from his shock, said to Trowa, "You knew about this?"
Trowa wiped tears out of his eyes. "I disarmed the weapons systems, so the Zero system wouldn't take over and start destroying things."
The others nodded at Trowa's wisdom and settled in for a long night of drinking alcohol. From then on, Relena would often take Wing Zero out for a joy ride and practice her flying skills. Heero would always get angry, promise to kill her, and end up not doing it.
Eventually, he did kill Relena Dorlian, but not by shooting her. He married her, thus Relena Dorlian was no more; she became Relena Yuy. Her piloting became even better after that joyous occaision.
The moral of this story is: Always lock the door and hide the key, or you might end up marrying the thief that stole your gundam.