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Disclaimer: All I own in this story is the idea...
Warning! Hyperactive Heero Yuy ahead!
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Heero stood in front of the mirror in his room after consuming vast amounts of Halloween candy (It's September) a devilish gleam shone in his steely eyes.
He cleared his throat as the stereo came on.
"I'm too sexy for my love too sexy for my love," he smiled as he tugged on the collar of his preventer jacket, using a stuffed bat as a microphone.
"Love's going to leave me
I'm too sexy for my shirt too sexy for my shirt
So sexy it hurts," he jumped on the large four poster bed ,dancing.
He pulled his jacket of as he bounded of the bed, dancing in the middle of the floor,
"And I'm too sexy for Milan too sexy for Milan
New York and Japan
And I'm too sexy for your party
Too sexy for your party
No way I'm disco dancing."
The song continued while Heero stripped. Now down to his boxers, dancing on the coffee table in the living room, singing.
"I'm too sexy for my cat too sexy for my cat
Poor pussy poor pussy cat
I'm too sexy for my love too sexy for my love
Love's going to leave me
And I'm too sexy for this song."
As Heero turned around, the front door opened and five very suprised women stood in the doorway, just finished with a shopping trip. A very pregnant Noin blinked, Dorothy, Catherine, and Sally's jaws dropped, and Hilde smiled. Relena blushed madly as the black boxers with the red hearts landed on her head...
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Ok, who's next?
