Quatre: Goo morning, fans. Today is a new day within the tea room. We have a new plot and everything. Thank Haily for the picture and don't mind the pencil sketch in the corner.

Omi: Now that Cid finally showed up, perhaps something funny will happen. Like maybe someone will explode or something.

Quatre: This is the room where we all go for some peace, quiet, and to quench our thirsts.

Link: Or to get away from annoying faeries.

Quatre: I wish that the fat fruit Palmer would just leave us in peace already!

Wufei: I feel the pain weakling.

Omi: Really wufei, we are all weaklings in our own ways.

Wufei: Are you calling me a weakling?!

Cid: (laughs) Well, what else do you think he would be calling you, pansey?

Quatre: Could we all just calm down?! This really doesn't matter does it?

Omi: Quatre, get faaaaar away before Wufei kills you for that comment.

Cid: (climbs over the table and lunges at Wufei to keep him from attacking the pacifists) SIT DOWN! Kid, you are only what? Fourteen? You are a weakling!

Shera: Um, captain, I wouldn't have said that.

Cid: What's he gonna do? Turn me into a fluffy cat thingie?

Narr: Wufei merely smiled at the moment and in a big flash of light, POOF! Cid was a fluffy cat thingie.

Link: (face turns bright red at an odd sound comming from his stomache) I... gotta go... (jumps up and runs away)(flushing can be heard a short while later)

OLLLLLLDHIIIPPIIIIEEEEDUUUUUDE: I am not Quatre, really.... for I am OLLLLLLDHIIIPPIIIIEEEEDUUUUUDE. And I need not be Quatre for I am OLLLLLLDHIIIPPIIIIEEEEDUUUUUDE. I can withstand the wrath of berry tea for I am OLLLLLLDHIIIPPIIIIEEEEDUUUUUDE.... and not Quatre....

Save yourselves from the fuzzies of Cid!