\Title:
Stereotypical Insanity
Fandom: Gundam Wing
Author:
C-Chan
Pairings:
1x2, 3x4x5
Warnings:
This is a self-insert fic, so if you don’t like them,
I suggest you go away. Also, there is
YAOI, as in….Guys kissing, groping, etc guys.
You don’t like that, once again, go away. So!
Altogether, your warnings are: Self-insert, yaoi,
cursing, and of course, humor.
Chapter 4
- Forgetfulness
Before waiting for an answer the blonde girl
turned on her heels and stalked up the stairs, straight to Trowa’s
room. The banged pilot was sitting on
his bed, reading.
“Hey Trowa!” Cassie chirped, entering the room
and plopping on his bed. “What’s up?”
He glanced
up at her and smiled slightly, then went back to his book. Cass’ eye twitched.
“Whatcha reading?” She asked, leaning forward to try
to read the title.
“…” Was her response.
“Wow, descriptive.”
He held up
the book a bit so she could read the title, then
lowered it back down to its former position.
“Is it any
good?”
“…”
“Wow, Trowa! Don’t give
too much away!”
A small smirk.
“…”
“…”
“…c’mere.” Cassie said, beckoning Trowa
closer with her finger.
Trowa
leaned forward, eyebrows raised.
Cass
proceeded to slap him upside the head.
“Ow!” He
yelped, immediately pulling away and frowning.
“Quit
that! God gave you vocal cords to talk!”
She yelled, crossing her arms and glaring.
Trowa
blinked a few times, then raised an eyebrow. “Was that really necessary?” He asked,
pouting slightly.
“Yes,”
Cassie snapped. “You’re making me all
twitchy.”
Trowa’s
eyebrow went up a bit further. “What did
I do?”
“Long
story, short—you’re acting weird. I
might not know you personally, but I DO know you don’t mysteriously go quiet
like this and come up with stupid nicknames like “little one”. I suggest you go downstairs and apologize to Quatre before he flips out again.” She explained,
her tone firm.
Trowa
blinked, then…”I called him what?!”
“Exactly!”
“He’s far
from little,” Trowa muttered to himself, and Cassie
couldn’t help but grin. “I don’t even
remember doing that.”
It was
Cassie’s turn to blink. “You don’t?”
“Not…really. I remember last night, and then it becomes a
blur….” Trowa explained slowly.
“That’s
just great,” Cass said with a grimace. “Juuuuust wonderful.”
“I’m
sorry?” Trowa said, raising an eyebrow.
Cass waved
her hand at him. “No, no…it’s not your
fault, I think. It’s just…scary.”
“Scary.” Trowa repeated flatly.
“Yeah…” Cass nodded, then
proceeded to explain the stereotypes to him.
“Quatre is not little,” He muttered again. “Or weak, or innocent…”
“That’s my
point,” Cassie said. “But it seems some fangirls don’t seem to get that. I’d like to slap the people who started it,”
She mumbled.
“I think I
better go apologize to Quatre,” Trowa
said, marking his place in the book and standing up.
Cassie
stood up too, smiling. “Good idea. I’m going to check something on my laptop, so
I’ll be down in a few minutes.”
The two
separated at the doorway, and Cassie nearly ran to her room. That fic has to have something to do with it! She thought, logging in and bringing up the
file.
She
scanned the fic until she found where she left off,
then started reading….
“HOLY SHIT!”
***
Everyone
glanced towards the doorway as they heard the loud exclamation.
“Was
that…?” Quatre started.
“Who else here has such…colorful language?” Wufei
retorted, both eyebrows shooting up at a particular nasty round of curses.
“Impressive.”
Duo muttered.
Trowa
appeared in the doorway, head turned to look up the stairs. He glanced back at the others at the table.
“What did
you say to her?” Duo asked.
“I didn’t say anything,” Trowa responded, stepping in and heading towards Quatre; the blonde quickly picked up the paper and acted as
if he didn’t notice. :”She said she
wanted to look up something for coming back downstairs.”
They all
listened as the cursing switched from English to Japanese.
Heero,
who had been on his way into the kitchen, paused and glanced up the stairs. He blinked a
few times, then turned to the rest of the boys.
“What—“
“We don’t
know.” Duo sighed, leaning back in his chair.
“Maybe one
of us should go check on her?” Wufei suggested.
They all
stared at him. “What?!”
“’Fei, don’t you know you should NEVER mess with a girl when
she’s pissed?” Duo scolded, waving his finger.
“She’ll bite your head off!”
“Honestly,
she can’t be that dangerous.”
Everyone
paused to listen again.
“…or maybe
we should just wait until she calms down and comes downstairs on her own.”
~~~
“Noooooooo!” Alex wailed dramatically, slumping
over her keyboard. “Writer’s
block!”
“Shut up!”
A muffled voice replied from downstairs, followed by a door slamming.
“Bite me,
Bobby!” She retorted, scowling at her open door. “Jerk.”
“
“Aww, but Mama!” She whined, whirling all the way
around and giving the woman her patented “Puppy-dog” look; known to be
successful against dissuading parents when it came to bedtimes and other
things.
“Nice try
with the look, but no. Bedtime, young
lady! You have school in the morning!”
And with that, her mother disappeared down the hallway.
“This
bites,” She mumbled, pouting as she turned to log off her computer. “Maybe I’ll get some ideas at school
tomorrow.”
~~~
Cass
emerged from the stairs after about an hour; the loud cursing had stopped 20
minutes in, but as Duo had gone by the stairs to investigate, he could
distinctly hear her colorful language filtering down the hallway from her room.
She
blinked as she entered the empty kitchen.
“Where is everyone?” She wondered, back-stepping out and heading towards
the living room; empty.
“Guys?”
She called, slowly wandering around the first floor. They weren’t there, either.
Stepping
outside and onto a small porch, she wrapped her arms around herself as the wind
blew past. It must have been mid-October
here; the trees were starting to thin as leaves browned and fell, littering the
ground. “Guys?”
She
briefly wondered where the Gundams were hidden as she
stepped further out on the porch. There
was a forest a few hundred feet behind the house with large, rocky
mountains looming over it; the sun was directly behind it, peeking over
the tops.
“Wow,” She
breathed, leaning on the railing in front of her. “It’s so beautiful…”
“Isn’t
it?” Someone said behind her.
Cassie
screamed and whirled around, fists raised in a defense position. Wufei chuckled and
waved his hands placatingly. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to frighten you.”
“It’s
okay,” Cass replied, lowering her fists and smiling. “Where is everyone?”
“Maxwell
and Yuy went into town for supplies,” He replied,
stepping up next to her to lean on the railing.
“And Trowa and Quatre
are…making up, so to speak.”
“And
you’re not making up with them?” Cassie replied—then immediately slapped her
hands over her mouth. Bad girl!
No cookie!
Wufei
blushed and turned slightly. “I uhh…just left them.” He admitted.
Cassie
couldn’t help but snicker, then softened and look back at the
surroundings. “So exactly where are we
in the world?”
“
“No wonder
it’s so cold!”
“Not used
to the cold?” Wufei teased.
“Let me
put it this way: Back home, it was 80
degrees. Here, it’s got to be at least
50!” Cassie explained, wrapping her arms around herself again tightly. “We aren’t due for cold weather for another
month.”
“I
see. Then you should get inside before you
catch a cold.” The Chinese pilot replied, eyeing her T-shirt.
Cass
snorted. “And miss out on admiring the
Wufei
shrugged and headed back towards the door.
“If you say so.
Quatre says dinner’s at 6, so don’t go
wandering off if you expect to eat,” He explained, stepping inside. He paused and turned around. “…and don’t go wandering in the rooms
upstairs, either.”
Cassie
whirled around and glared at him.
“What’s THAT supposed to mean?”
Wufei
smirked. “You seem to enjoy your ‘fanfiction’ a lot, by the looks of the one you let us read
the night you appeared, and how well you explained it afterwards. How do we know you aren’t going to spy on
us?”
“Reading
it and seeing it are two different things,” Cassie
said dryly, eyes narrowed.
Wufei
chuckled. “I was joking. See you at dinner,” And with that, he
disappeared into the house.
Cassie
shook her head and laughed lightly, then turned back to the view.
“….wasn’t
I looking for them for a reason?” She
thought aloud suddenly, blinking.
“…aww, crap!”