One of His Precious Treasures
Posted: Fri May 21, 2004 3:44 pm
I wrote this on paper. Actually, cashier paper. But enough about that. Since usually I do better when I just type it out, with more humor there than on paper, I think this is a decent job.
You'll find the person unexpected. And find it funny when you realized what the precious treasure is.
So enjoy!!!!
Title: One of His Precious Treasures
Rating: the usual
It was one of his most prized possessions.
Every time they moved, he had always gotten it out and stole some of their supplies for his own cargo.
Without it, he would not survive.
Thus, his precious treasure was cleverly hidden away in his trunk, with its numerous locks making stealing impossible.
No one, NO ONE can ever get it.
Or so he had thought.
~*~
He stared at his open trunk in shock.
It was OPEN.
And he knew, unerringly, that his precious treasure was stolen.
STOLEN.
Frantically he looked everywhere at his living quarters, but could not find it.
He, the unemotional stoic soldier, was going CRAZY! His mask has slipped and he was SHOWING emotions!!
Realizing that the treasure was not to be found in his adobe, he turned tot the door leading to the outside world, a fanatical gleam in his eyes.
~*~
His friends had come for a visit and were congregated with his ?family?.
His beloved noticed him and smiled.
?Dear??
Her voice died down as she noticed his expression.
The others, who had also turned to greet him, were surprised.
His best friend took a step forwards. Barely has his friend opened his mouth that he grabbed the slight man by the collar and lifted his friend with undeniable strength. His best friend squeaked as he dangled a few inches from the ground.
Gasps erupted from the group, the most noticeable one coming from his best friend?s beloved.
Another friend took a step forward.
?What?s the meaning of this??
He ignored the question and decided to give one of his own.
?Where is my cotton candy machine??
Silence.
The group (except for the stoic ones) gawked at him.
His employer repeated the query.
?Cotton candy machine??
This time he GLARED at the others, his brilliant eyes catching fire.
?WHERE IS IT??
?Cousin Trowa!?
He turned, still holding onto his best friend.
Mariemeia grinned sheepishly. She held out her hands, which were holding on to a mini cotton candy machine.
?I?m sorry that I took this without your permission. I saw you once take it out from your trunk, and I wanted to try it out for myself.?
He knew his cousin-in-law, and also knew that the little girl was full of childish mischief.
He realized that he was still holding onto his best friend, and lowered the blond man gently to the ground.
?Sorry, Quatre.?
He didn?t hear the gurgle noises the blond man emitted, his focus solely on his cousin.
He grabbed the machine, tucking it near his side.
?Next time, just ask me, okay??
Which really meant: NO MORE OR ELSE.
His cousin got the message and nodded her head.
?Good.?
So saying, he left the premises, thinking that he needed a new place to store his precious treasure.
He remembered there was a small safe built by his comrade within the Preventer HQ. He wondered if Lady Une would let him use it?or steal it?
THE END
You'll find the person unexpected. And find it funny when you realized what the precious treasure is.
So enjoy!!!!
Title: One of His Precious Treasures
Rating: the usual
It was one of his most prized possessions.
Every time they moved, he had always gotten it out and stole some of their supplies for his own cargo.
Without it, he would not survive.
Thus, his precious treasure was cleverly hidden away in his trunk, with its numerous locks making stealing impossible.
No one, NO ONE can ever get it.
Or so he had thought.
~*~
He stared at his open trunk in shock.
It was OPEN.
And he knew, unerringly, that his precious treasure was stolen.
STOLEN.
Frantically he looked everywhere at his living quarters, but could not find it.
He, the unemotional stoic soldier, was going CRAZY! His mask has slipped and he was SHOWING emotions!!
Realizing that the treasure was not to be found in his adobe, he turned tot the door leading to the outside world, a fanatical gleam in his eyes.
~*~
His friends had come for a visit and were congregated with his ?family?.
His beloved noticed him and smiled.
?Dear??
Her voice died down as she noticed his expression.
The others, who had also turned to greet him, were surprised.
His best friend took a step forwards. Barely has his friend opened his mouth that he grabbed the slight man by the collar and lifted his friend with undeniable strength. His best friend squeaked as he dangled a few inches from the ground.
Gasps erupted from the group, the most noticeable one coming from his best friend?s beloved.
Another friend took a step forward.
?What?s the meaning of this??
He ignored the question and decided to give one of his own.
?Where is my cotton candy machine??
Silence.
The group (except for the stoic ones) gawked at him.
His employer repeated the query.
?Cotton candy machine??
This time he GLARED at the others, his brilliant eyes catching fire.
?WHERE IS IT??
?Cousin Trowa!?
He turned, still holding onto his best friend.
Mariemeia grinned sheepishly. She held out her hands, which were holding on to a mini cotton candy machine.
?I?m sorry that I took this without your permission. I saw you once take it out from your trunk, and I wanted to try it out for myself.?
He knew his cousin-in-law, and also knew that the little girl was full of childish mischief.
He realized that he was still holding onto his best friend, and lowered the blond man gently to the ground.
?Sorry, Quatre.?
He didn?t hear the gurgle noises the blond man emitted, his focus solely on his cousin.
He grabbed the machine, tucking it near his side.
?Next time, just ask me, okay??
Which really meant: NO MORE OR ELSE.
His cousin got the message and nodded her head.
?Good.?
So saying, he left the premises, thinking that he needed a new place to store his precious treasure.
He remembered there was a small safe built by his comrade within the Preventer HQ. He wondered if Lady Une would let him use it?or steal it?
THE END
Well done.
nice fic