It was a bleak day several months after Mr. Winners death. Quatre and his eldest sister Evala were cleaning out their father’s desk

“Thank you for helping me with this Quatre. I don’t think I could’ve handled it on my own.”

“Oh, it’s no problem, I needed some time off anyway.”

They were sorting through all sorts of old documents and miscellaneous notes.

“Hey, what’s this?” Evala had pulled out an old envelope from a file cabinet. “It’s addressed to you, Quatre.” Evala handed the envelope to her littlest sibling.

“Thanks.” Quatre said.

READING

Dear Quatre,

If you are reading this now it means that something has happened to me. My son, I have not been completely truthful to you these past fifteen years. You mother, Quatrine, gave birth to twins. Your twin brother was kidnapped when you both were very young. We searched and searched for your sibling for two years using every resource available but to no avail. We took him for dead and went on with our lives. I was working at my desk a few days ago when a scientist from the lab called up and said that they had found a DNA match to my long lost son, your brother! They had been cleaning out the files and found the one we had taken from your brother the day after you two were born. They were having a slow day so they decided to run it through the computer to look for a match just in case they had missed something fourteen years ago. They found an identical match in their database. I was up for these past two nights wondering how I would tell this to you, not knowing how you would take it. I finally decided to break it to you in written form. Your twin brother goes by the name Trowa Barton. Please seek him out for me and tell him all that I told you.

Sincerely,

Your Father

“Quatre are you allright?” Evala asked with a look of concern on her face.

Quatre didn’t answer but just handed her the letter and walked out of the room, dazed.

“Hey Quatre, are you feeling okay? Do you want to see what happens when you light a fire cracker and put it in the blender?” “Maybe later.” Quatre said sitting down in the grass.

Duo plopped down next to him. “What happened to you? You’ve been kindof depressed these last few days.” Duo said.

“Yeah, well, I’ve had a lot on my mind.”

“Oh, you been wondering what kind of an uncle you’ll be?”

“Huh?”

“I’m not blind or stupid, I know Evala is pregnant.”

“Um, yeah. Just wondering what being and uncle is like.” Quatre lied.

BANG

“I think that Heero just drank some more firecracker milkshakes. Lets go watch him blow flames out his ears.”

“Sure Duo.”

When they got there Heero and Hilde were watching Wufei scarf down millions of milkshakes mixed with fireworks.

“Chug, chug, chug, chug, chug!” They all chanted

Wufei drank the whole milkshake in one gulp then passed out.

“Wow” Said everyone remarking to the amount of smoke spurting out of his ears.

“I never saw anyone drink so much in one gulp before,” Hilde exclaimed, “not even you Duo.”

“NOOOO… I am no longer the Chugging King… defeated by a (pause) wedgie boy… (SOB)” Duo said with much sorrow.

“There, there Shinigami, we still love you.” Said Hilde patting the god of death on the back.

“I’ll never be the same… EVER…” Duo pouted

The milkshake chugging went on for quite some time until it got too dark to even see the person chugging so they all decided to go home.

So how did you like that? Well, I’ll have more soon. Any complaints or questions or whatever are welcome.