*clears
throat* Ladies, Gentlemen…and others…Chibi-Chibi, C.Q. and I are proud to
present, in honor of my 16th birthday (3-28-02),…
THIS IS THE WALTZ THAT
JUST WON’T END…
(A parody of Endless Waltz)
AC 195
The
year After Colony 195. A group of
Colony citizens hostile towards the Alliance sent a consecutive number of
youthful trainees to earth in five mechanical robots consisting of Gundanium Alloy in a scene known to the
organization as “Operation Meteor.”
Finalizing the battle, the revolutionary head of previously said
organization, hearby known originally as OZ but currently as the Earth Sphere
Alliance, Treize Kushrenada assimilated the task of ending such means of
violence problem solving, ironically ending his life in the hands of one
previously said youth, Altron Gundam Pilot, Chang Wufei…er…Wufei Chang…er…the
chinese one. From such events rose the
birth of a new organization…number 5 or 6, I lost count…henceforth known as the
current Earth Sphere Unified Nation.
Precisely one annual cycle later, no military force of arms were
detected anywhere in the Earth Sphere.
However, as Dorothy’s always ranting on and on about, there will always
be battles in the course of the biped rule over planet Earth…
Cast:
*blink, blink* er…
((On
a Ship in Space))
Sally:
This is Water. I’ve
confirmed our target. <pause> Um…anybody there? Hello?
((Resource
Satellite))
Each
of the Gundams are seen stored in its own compartment, except for Wufei’s. The camera temporarily zooms in on Sandrock
and Deathscythe, seeing as the other two’s pilots aren’t here and therefore
they aren’t important…yet…
Duo:
As long as ‘Jousan’s in office, there’s no more need for the Gundams…*blinks,
pulls out script* Waitaminute….
Quatre:
It’s tough parting with them.
Duo:
I’ll say; I only had a week to memorize my lines.
Quatre:
I meant the Gundams.
Duo:
Oh, yeah. Boy, am I gonna miss blowing
up stuff.
Sandrock:
Umm….hello? Don’t we get a say here?
Wing-ZERO:
Ours is not to say, but wait and you’ll soon have your way…
Sandrock:
You never did make much sense.
HeavyArms:
…
Deathscythe:
…didn’t someone mention something about a buffet? I’m starving.
Duo:
<to Quatre> No, it’s okay.
Sandrock:
I can’t believe you, Quatre; after all I’ve done for you! That does it, buster…we’re through!
Duo:
Let’s just get this over with before Hilde realized I stole one of the disposal
blocks from the scrap yard…
((Somewhere
on L2, a picture of a scrapyard is seen))
Hilde
(v/o): DUO!!!
((Back
to Resource Satellite))
Duo:
*gulp*
Simultaneous,
the two of them turn towards the Ship above, getting ready to send the
satellite off. Briefly, Quatre takes
one last look back at Sandrock
Sandrock: I’m not speaking to
you.
((Spaceship
above Satellite))
Duo:
See ya later, old pal.
Quatre:
Sayonara, Sandrock
Duo:
<Terminator> Hasta la vista, beby…
((Quick
View of Gundams))
Deathscythe:
<Terminator II> I’ll be back…
((View
of the Satellite blasting off towards the sun, with v/o’s in the background))
Heavyarms:
<as Satellite Blasts off> To Infinity And Beyoooooooooooond!
Sandrock:
Oh, shut up.
Duo:
What do you mean, Wu Fei didn’t bring his?!
You said we didn’t have a choice!
Quatre:
He said something about needing it to help a 7-year-old take over the
world. It sounded pretty important, so
I let him keep it.
Duo:
Oh. Okay. Speaking of, I wonder what everyone’s up to now…
AC 196
At
the Natural Resources Satellite, MO-2, a progressive gathering of political
officials and specifically invited civilians was currently in progress in
celebration of the premiere monoaniversary of the finale to what they now call
the “Eve Wars.”
Une: One year ago, we apparently didn’t even know
what Christmas was, let alone have peace of mind to celebrate…care to explain
this one, Mr. Know-It-All?
Uh…
President:
We are here to remember…blah, blah, blah…lives lost…foolish war… valuable
lessons…peace…vote for me! <makes “V” sign, smiling at the cameras>
Une
closes her eyes and walks away from the crowd.
Noin quickly follows, and they both head to the back wall. Folding her arms, Noin leans up against it.
Wall:
Hey, watch it!
Noin
stares at the President for a moment before speaking.
Noin:
…he’s an idiot.
Une:
I agree.*twitch* Don’t say that, he’s making an effort at
least! *twitch* You call that an effort?
He probably has no clue what happens around him. *twitch* No, he understands somewhat what’s going
on. Believe it or not, he’s actually
doing the best he can. <smiles> He’s pretty smart for a descendent of the
Clinton family…
((Back
on Sally’s Ship))
Sally
speaks over a vidscreen with Noin.
Sally:
It’s about time! I’ve been giving a
damn report for ten minutes before I realized you two ran off to a party! Without me!
<starts to cry>
Noin:
Prevents only put out fires. These
ceremonies don’t suit us anyways…
Sally:
<sniffling> …huh?
Noin:
Forget it. <takes on “business
look”> So?
Sally:
<blink> So what? Oh! There’s a possibility that the Neo-titanium
block is from the thirteenth constellation.
Noin:
Orion?
Sally:
NO! I’m using various sources to determine where exactly it’s from.
Noin:
This isn’t going to be quite as simple as our last few missions.
Sally:
I agree…wait. What missions? Are you going on mission without me again?!
<starts crying again>
Noin:
Yeesh…
((On
Sallite apparently new and still under construction))
Man:
<v/o> As you’re aware, it’s been only seven years since Colony L3-X18999999999—
Man
2: <whispers> there’s only three 9’s
Man:
—was completed.
Man
3: <mutters> Completed? Could’a fooled me…
The
scene cuts to a large conference room, where Relena is having a meeting with
various other colonial representatives.
High above, on a big…BIG…my god, I wonder what a TV of that size would
go for…screen, the presidents so-called “speech” is displayed. He currently shakes a baby, kissing the
mother’s hand in the process.
Man:
We’ve invited people from Earth to come live here, but our unstable economy is
preventing the population from growing
Rubbing
her temples, eyes closed for a brief moment, Relena softly mutters to herself
before opening her eyes to answer.
Relena:
I’m a happy little buffalo…I’m a happy little buffalo… <to Man> The problem is whether or not people can
actually remember the name of the colony when making flight plans.
Man:
Oh, come on; it can’t be THAT hard, can it?
((Scene
on some distant colony, nearly on other side of the Earth))
A
young couple, apparently around their thirties or forties (hey, in this day and
age, that IS young) is seen aimlessly walking around a deserted building. The woman turns to her husband, and smacks
him over the head with her purse.
Woman:
Damnit, Harold! I told you to
ask for directions!
“Harold,”
however, is still looking frantically at the map he holds in his hands, barely
wincing at his wife’s attack.
Harold: I could have sworn there was a seven
in the name somewhere…
((Back
on the Satellite with Relena))
Man
2: <stands up in his chair> We’ve also been told than
many citizens here hope for a strong leader to rise up and guide them.
Man
3: They’re guideless.
Man
2: They need someone like you, Vice Foreign Minister
Peacecraft…er…Darlian…er…?
Relena:
Hold on…
She
takes out a coin, and flips it. It
lands on “Tails”
Relena:
Darlian.
Man
2: Vice Foreign Minister Darlian.
Relena
remains quiet for a moment, taking a sip of her “tea.” Of course, years of anime experience tell us
that’s not REALLY tea, now is it?
Relena:
Mmm…tea…. What were you saying? Oh,
yeah. That’s a real shame, you
know…after all that fighting…
The
men surrounding the table grin evilly…
Men:
We’re evil.
…as
Relena’s vision starts to go blurry.
Relena:
my, what pretty colors…
She
drops the tea cup, loosing consciousness.
Soldiers suddenly appear through the doorway. They all have “(\/)” on their hats. One of the men walks up to greet them
Man:
Oh, good, you’re here. I ordered the
Big Mac, John got the SuperSize Fries and Shake, Micky’s the—
Soldier:
<vein throbbing> We’re soldiers, not McDonalds employees!
Man:
…oh.
Man
2: She’s right over there <points to Relena>
The
soldiers gently go to pick up Relena, except for one. He stands firm, looking to the right of the screen with a smirk.
Soldier:
Our scheme is complete now. Those
lacking leadership should make way for those possessing it.
Man
2: <v/o> Who’re you talking to?
Soldier:
…nobody!
((Inside
a rather dark room))
Two
shadowy figures are seated in front of another screen, also projecting the
“speech.”
Shadowy
Figure 1: <in a deep voice, turns off the screen>
Nothing is wrong with wishing for peace.
The real question is whether mankind is ready for it. Especially with a president like THAT.
The
two figures are shown in slightly dim lighting, revealing them to be an old man
with similar hat as the soldiers, except with a feather stick out of his head,
and a young red-headed girl.
Girl:
I guess we’ll just have to teach them how to deal with it. Right, Daddy Dekim?
Dekim:
I told you not to call me that!
Girl:
… Granddaddy Dekim?
Dekim:
Oh, so now you’re mocking my age? Kids
these days have no respect. Why, I
remember in my day a young whipper-snapper would GET the whip for snapping at—
A
view of various MS lined up is shown on the screen; Dekim’s voice continues in
the background, talking about something having to do with the current price of
a MS.
Marimaia:
<v/o > My father entrusted me with these Christmas presents…. He don’t
know me very well, do he? <giggles>
((At
a circus on L3))
The
circus is apparently right in the middle of a show, as the elephants are busy
performing. The crowd, however, just
barely takes up a third of the seats.
Cathy and Trowa stand off to the side, staring out into the audience.
Cathy:
I can’t believe how small the crowd is today.
Our act’s not getting THAT stale, is it?
Trowa
looks up, seeing suspicious-looking men dressed in trench coats standing in the
doorway.
Trowa:
It looks like this colony has other forms of entertainment.
Cathy:
Other forms of entertainment? Don’t tell me…your buddies have decided to show
off their Gundam again…
Trowa:
<v/o> I’m gonna check it out.
Surprised,
she looks back to find…no one.
Cathy:
Trowa? Dammit, I told him to stop doing
that!
((Outside
the circus tent, a group of guys are getting the **** beaten outta them by
Trowa))
Trowa:
I don’t know where these muscles came from…but they sure as hell work for me!
Trowa
fangirls sigh with happiness.
Trowa
fangirls: Yes…they sure do…
After
kicking the last one of them down, Trowa reaches into his jacket, pulling a
card from his inside pocket.
Trowa:
This is all? Damn, these guys are
getting cheep…<reads card> Barton Foundation? Oh, f—
((***FLASHBACK*** Trowa—multiple mechanics working on
Heavyarms))
Trowa
turns to walk down the gangplank after placing some of his tools away. A blonde-haired man floats up towards him,
seeing as they’re so little gravity and all.
Man:
Hey! You, there! I’ll show you something
I’ve never shown anyone…
Woman:
<in background> Today.
Man:
Not that!
He
holds out a picture of a brown-haired woman, holding a young red-head…who is so
OBVIOUSLY Mariemaia. With one arm
around “Nanashi,” he proudly points out the two figures.
Man:
Her name’s Mariemaia…no, not her, the young one! She’s my sister’s daughter.
She’ll be Earth’s leader after we conquer it.
“Nanashi”:
A five-year-old?
Man:
No, no, of course not…she’ll be six by the time we crown her.
((***END
FLASHBACK***))
Trowa
just stares at the card, not blinking.
After a full minute, we hear faint snoring sounds coming from him, and
he tips over on the ground. His eyes
are still open.
((On
another satellite))
Heero
types away on one of the apparent main computers. He reads out loud the information.
Heero:
Marimaia Barton. Born After Colony
189. Mother: Leia Barton—Deceased just
two years after her birth. Father:
Trei—
Computer:
*beep* They’re – not – supposed – to – know – that – yet – Einstein
Duo
stands in the doorway.
Duo:
It’s Christmas, and yet someone always gets stuck working. Figure’s it’s you.
He
walks over to Heero, and peeks over his shoulder to look at the screen
Duo:
Gee, I didn’t know Trowa had a niece.
Heero:
There’s a lot of things you don’t know…and so the records say, at least. But the Trowa we know isn’t the real Trowa
Barton…or did you not know that, either.
Duo: Shaddup…
Heero
stands up and grabs his jacket, getting ready to leave.
Duo:
Where the heck are you going?
Heero:
Um…out…
As
he opens the door, he briefly looks back at Duo.
Heero: Relena’s been kidnapped.
…and
out the door he runs. Duo briefly turns
to the camera.
Duo:
Raise your hands if you didn’t see that coming a mile away…
Yaoi
fans raise in the audience are seen raising their hands, sulking…Duo
sweatdrops.
((Satellite—Dekim
Barton is seen speaking to a crowd of soldiers))
Dekim:
The time has come to stand behind Miss Mariemaia. We thank you all for your efforts and undying loyalty. Today you are starting on the road to glory,
but first…Questions? Comments?
Various
red-uniformed “McDonalds” soldiers stand in line. A random soldier raises his hand to speak.
Random
Soldier: Is it true that Miss Mariemaia is really only a
seven-year-old being brainwashed by her grandfather into believing she is
fighting for her currently deceased father, when she is really only feeding
into his evil plot and will eventually get shot by him in a last attempt to try
and claim victory?
Other
Soldiers: …
Dekim:
Who do you think you are, the narrator?
Kids today think they’re so smart.
Anyways, you, my Mc-soldiers—
The
soldiers cluelessly look amongst themselves.
Dekim:
—yes, you—shall be the symbol of hope for the people!
A
purple vortex appears in the center of the room. A lone figure steps out of it.
TK:
Did somebody say “Hope”? …waitasec…this
doesn’t look like the Dark Ocean to me!
Gatomon:
<v/o> I told you he’s flipped.
Dekim:
Wrong anime, kid.
TK:
*blink*
The
vortex appears again, with the image of Kari.
Kari:
Takeru-kun…
TK:
’Kari!
He
jumps towards the vortex, voice cracking as he calls her name. They both
disappear in a blinding flash of pink light
Soldiers:
*twitch*
In
the back of the room somewhere, the fourth wall moans as it creaks ominously.
Wall:
The pain…
Dekim:
Dear God, I should’ve listened to my lawyer and retired when I had the
chance.
Shaking
his head, he looks to the side, where Wufei is seen (short-shorts and all)
holding a clipboard.
Dekim:
What’s next on the agenda?
Wufei:
<reads off the clipboard> Shoot Trowa Barton.
Dekim:
Oh, yeah. I’m getting too old for this stuff <pulls out gun, points it at
Trowa> Trowa Barton, get your ass up here now…
Glaring,
Trowa easily dodges the bullet shot at him, doing one of those mad-cool
triple-triple flips in the air before landing directly in front of Dekim. He then stands and takes a bow as the other
soldiers cheer and clap. Dekim just
stands there in shock.
Dekim:
You’re not Trowa! You…you…imposter!
He
then takes off his hat and starts beating Trowa with the feathers. Wufei taps him on the shoulder, whispering
something in his ear.
Dekim:
Really? <Wufei nods> Nobody tells me these things…
In
that amount of time, Trowa managed to pull his gun out of pocket-space, but not
before Wufei pulls a katana on him.
Trowa:
D’oh! I knew I should’ve been quicker…
((Some
Type of Cargo-Ship in Space))
Noin
stares at the fuzzy screen.
Noin:
I wonder if I could get HBO on this thing…
Sally
(v/o): This is Water.
Respond on secret lines “H to the Izz-o”
Noin:
I thought it was “V to the Izzy”
Sally
appears on the screen.
Sally:
First, it’s Izz-a; second, that was last week. Anyways, I found out where the fire started.
Noin:
*blink* There was a fire?
Sally:
I meant I found out where the trouble started.
Noin:
Oh…L3, right?
Sally:
*blink, blink*
Noin:
It wasn’t hard to figure out, considering all the various soldiers we’ve seen
hanging around there lately.
Sally:
You mean at that new colony, Hex-One-Eight-Fine-Fine-Fine…
Noin:
No, I think it was Zechs-Done-Hate-Mine-Mine-Mine…
Sally:
I’m pretty sure there were numbers in it…how about—
((Scene
of Bedroom))
Relena
lies unconscious in the large bed, her long hair flowing behind her.
Relena
Haters: Yay!
Her
eyes slowly open.
Relena
Haters: Boo!
Once
regaining full consciousness, she sits up in alarm. Very briefly, her wig falls off, revealing normal,
shoulder-length hair. Before anyone
notices, she puts it back on.
Mariemaia
(v/o): ‘bout time you’re up. Gawd, it would take another war to wake you…and did you know that
you snore REALLY loudly?
At
the sound of the voice, Relena looks frantically around the room…
Relena:
Please don’t let me be hearing voices again…
…sighing
in relief when she notices the office chair turning around to reveal Mariemaia.
Relena: Oh, thank god!
Mariemaia:
Hi. I told my soldiers to bring you
here.
Relena:
…you have soldiers?
Mariemaia:
Hey, if you were Queen of the World, anything’s possible. My name is Mariemaia Kushrenada. Daughter of Treize Kushrenada.
Relena:
Pft, yeah right.
Turning
around, with her back facing Relena, Mariemaia closes her eyes and swings her
legs child-like.
Mariemaia:
It’s no joke. You can check the script
if you don’t believe me.
Relena:
*blinks* Script…?
Mariemaia:
I head there’s a so-called adult world that kids don’t understand, so I can’t
begin to explain how I’ve come to live in this world…
Relena:
Oh, well it’s this little story called “The Birds and the Bees.” You see—
One
Hour Later…
Relena:
…and then nine months later, the baby’s born.
Mariemaia,
on the other hand, has her hands over her ears, shaking her head furiously.
Mariemaia:
Too Young! Too Young! Too Young!
Relena:
<sulking> Well, you brought it up.
Mariemaia:
I’ve been chosen to lead the Earth Sphere Unified Nation…<thoughtful look
appears on her face> you know, if you chance the “U” to a “P”, I’d be in
charge of ESPN. Cool…<snaps out of
it> but anyways, I won’t allow such rude—and downright disturbing—talk!
Both
of their attentions turn to the door, where a number of red soldiers enter in,
standing guard. Mariemaia closes her
eyes and turns away.
Mariemaia:
Forget it. It’s nothing. Leave the
room. Now!
Soldier:
<Salutes> Yes’m.
The
Soldiers leave.
Soldier
2: Wanna go get something to eat?
Soldier
3: Sounds good. You’re
buying.
Relena:
*blink, blink* You really DO have
soldiers. And they work at McDonalds!
Mariemaia:
No, I OWN McDonalds! Muahahahaha!
Relena:
Then let me ask you one thing: …when’s
lunch? Those hats made me hungry….
((Back
with Noin and Sally))
Sally
points to the sheet of paper on her clipboard.
Sally:
…No, see here? There are *definitely*
numbers.
Noin:
*blink* Whatever…we’re already two scenes behind, so let’s get crackin’!
Sally:
Right! Er…what was the question?
Noin
facefaults.
Noin:
Leader of the colony? Does that ring a
bell?
Sally:
Bell? Is someone getting married.
<reads off of clipboard> Mariemaia Barton, huh? …wait, isn’t she, like, 7
or something? That’s awful young to be
getting married, even in Japanese culture…
((Shot
of Space, Fades into a Spaceship Hanger.
A red shuttle flies in, heading next to a much larger vessel))
Quatre
(v/o): What do you plan on doing tonight?
Duo
(v/o): The same thing we do every night, Q-ball, try
to take over the…wait a sec, wrong show.
Quatre
(v/o):. Why don’t you just do what you always did in
the series?
Duo
(v/o): What, you mean follow Heero around to make sure
he doesn’t try to blow himself up again?
I guess…
((Scene
fades into Quatre speaking with Duo over a vid-screen))
Duo:
I’m sure we’re gonna have a blast of a party there…hehe…get it? Blast?
Silence. A cricket chirps somewhere in the
background. A grasshopper…well…hops by.
Grasshopper:
No respect, I tell you!
Cricket:
Oh, shut it. I’m the one who’s gotta
cover up this guy’s bad jokes.
Quatre
stands up abruptly.
Quatre:
Without the Gundams? Did you forget we
blasted them into the sun?!
Duo:
Heero says that really makes no difference…and Heero knows all….
Quatre:
Say that again without the gun pointed at your head.
Duo
sweatdrops, and the gun vanishes.
Duo:
Well, we might not even NEED the Gundams.
Quatre:
Yeah…sure…
Heero
is seen typing away something on his laptop.
What, we do not know.
Duo:
I mean, even if it turns into a MS battle, we can always
steal a few of their suits. It’s worked
before, hasn’t it?
Quatre:
…
Duo:
Okay, okay…but there’s a first time for everything!
Quatre
remains silent, looking downward in worry.
Multiple fangirls squeal at his kawaii expression. Including the Authoress.
Duo:
<sighs, leans towards Heero> If you don’t say anything, Quatre always
takes the blame himself for everything.
One day he’ll say that his lack of effort is the reason there’s no air
in outer space…
Quatre
(v/o): I heard that!
Heero
remains silent, continuing to type.
Quatre
muses.
Quatre:
We’re faced with a great danger, and I’ve taken the only means to counter
this situation. <speaking> Duo, I’m going out to get our Gundams
Back.
Duo
looks back at the screen in surprise.
His expression sends Quatre rolling on the floor with laughter.
Duo:
What?! But we’ve already thrown them
into the sun!
Quatre
still laughs.
Duo:
QUATRE!
Wiping
away a tear, he manages to answer.
Quatre:
Well…if I left now, I’d probably catch them in time.
Duo:
<sighs> Okay, fine, whatever…just do us a favor, and don’t even THINK of
using ZERO, okay? We’re trying to save
a colony, not blow it up…
((Sally
and Noin…again))
Sally
continues on talking about weddings, numbers, and something about bell day-care.
Noin
is seen attempting to construct a noose out of her scarf.
Sally:
…and, of course, mauve would be the PERFECT color for…wait a sec, I just
remembered something.
Noin
has a gun to her head, ready to fire, when Sally briefly catches her attention.
Noin:
What is it?
Sally:
Vice Foreign Minister Peacecraft-Dorlan’s been missing since her last visit
to…er…that new colony.
Noin:
Relena-sama?!
Sally:
<sarcastically> No, strangely enough, her mother.
Noin:
Funny. We’d better change our
Rendezvous point then.
Sally:
…Ron-day-whosiwhatsit?
((Heero
and Duo inside the shuttle))
Duo
turns off the screen after wishing Quatre good luck, and turns to face Heero.
Duo:
So…are we done?
Heero:
What do you mean, “we”? I’m the one
doing all the work here.
Duo
peeks over his shoulder, eyes bugging out when he sees just exactly what
Heero’s REALLY doing on his laptop.
Before he can say anything, though, Heero slams it shut, and glares.
Heero:
Tell a soul, and you’ll wish I had gone through with killing you.
Duo:
<nervously> Er…yeah, no problem.
((Quatre’s spacecraft))
Quatre (v/o):
I’m grateful to have you guys accompany me, Rashid.
Rashid (v/o):
Don’t mention it, Quatre-sama.
The scene switches to inside the shuttle,
with all the Mauguanacs sitting quietly in their seats. Quatre and Rashid sit at the back,
captaining the flight.
Quatre: <hanging his
head in shame> It’s all my fault.
Woman in background:
Now why can’t my boyfriend ever say that?
Quatre: I should have
NEVER mentioned sending the Gundams into the sun.
Rashid: No one could
have predicted this would happen. Well,
maybe the narrator…
*innocently* Who…me?
Quatre: Yes, you’re
right.
Rashid: Of course I’m
right. I’m always right.
One of the Mauguanacs (there’re too many
of ‘em to recall all of their names, but I think it’s Abdul) turns to look at
Rashid. It’s only now we see the
shackles chained to each of their hands and feet.
Abdul (?):
Um…master?
Rashid: SILENCE, FOOL!
Abdul: But…I hafta
pee…
Quatre ignores this, as he is looking up
the route on the computer screen.
Quatre: The block is
over fifty days away from Venus’ orbit.
With this Interplanetary Transport Ship I bought off of Washu, we should
just barely catch up to it.
Mauguanac 1:
Don’t worry, master, everything will work out fine.
Mauguanac 2:
We wouldn’t want to return to find there’s no more earth.
Mauruanac 3:
Of course not! All those loyal
fans…worshiping our every move…
Quatre: <glares>
You mean MY every move.
Mauguanac number 3 cowers in fear, holding
up his shackled hands to protect himself.
Mauguanac 3: Yes,
sir. Sorry, sir.
We
see the shuttle heading towards a VERY large star. Obviously, it’s the sun.
((Heero
and Duo))
Duo
stares out the window into space.
Duo:
I’m back to being Shinigami…cool….
((***FLASHBACK***
Duo—Some sort of MS Storage Compartment))
Duo
is seem placing a whole lotta explosives on Deathscythe, then jumps down,
running behind a nearby wall for cover.
Wall:
Oh, sure…NOW I get some recognition.
Duo
holds up the detonator Heero-style.
Duo:
So long…buddy.
He
pushes the button, but nothing happens.
Frustrated, he pushes the button over and over.
Duo:
What happened to the KABOOM? There was
supposed to be an earth-shattering KABOOM!
He
looks back over at his intended target, before the sound of someone sneaking up
behind him grabs his attention. He
abruptly turns around.
Scientist:
Duo! Deathscythe is a superb piece of
art! I should know; I created it. Think of a better way, rather than blowing
it up.
Duo:
*pouts* But I like blowing things up…
The
Doctor (I haven’t a CLUE what letter he’s supposed to be…I think it was G)
walks over, taking Duo by surprise, and reaches into his shirt pocket, pulling
out his gun.
Duo:
PEDOPHILIA!
Not
THAT gun, Duo. The OTHER gun.
Duo:
…oh, yeah. That gun.
Doctor
Something-or-other holds the gun up, motioning towards it as he speaks.
Scientist:
So, you were planning to kill me after you destroyed Deathscythe.
Duo:
Um…no?
Scientist:
Liar. Listen, I only get a brief
face-appearance in this movie, so, I wanna make it good. Why don’t you STEAL Deathscythe? Forget Operation Meteor, and take it to
earth to use at your own discretion.
Duo
is still trying to push the button.
Duo:
Why…won’t…it…EXPLODE?!
Scientist:
…you can go as Shinigami…
This
catches his attention, as Duo’s eyes open wide and he jumps up and down,
clapping his hands excitedly like a little kid.
Duo:
Really?! Shinigami?! I’ve always wanted to be called that! Oh, this’ll be so cool!
He
hugs the Scientist/Doctor…TIGHTLY.
Duo:
Oh, thankyouthankyouthankyou!
Scientist:
Can’t…breathe…<thinking> Why do I have the feeling I should’ve let him kill me?
((***END
FLASHBACK***))
Duo
is still looking out the window, only this time we see his reflection looking
back.
Duo:
Why, hell-o, you handsome devil, you!
He,
of course, is too busy staring at his reflection to notice that Heero has long
since fallen asleep…
((***FLASHBACK/DREAM
SEQUENCE—Heero, on training base at L1 colony***))
Heero
jumps a REALLY high fence, flipping in mid-air until he hits the ground, then
runs out to an open field, down a hill, does a forward flip and lands on the
grass. He’s smiling and laughing.
I’m
frightened. Very frightened. Are you frightened?
Heero
soon calms down, looking up at the “sky”—buildings on the other side of the
colony—until a shadowy face of a young girl obstructs his view.
Heero:
Hey! You’re blocking my sun!
Girl:
Are you lost, mister?
Heero
gets up and looks at her, but doesn’t respond.
Girl:
Hello? Are you deaf, too?
Heero:
No, I heard you…<looks away> I’ve been lost ever since I was born.
The
girl stares at him oddly for a moment.
Girl:
You’re weird. Mommy never told me to
talk to strangers, and you’re about as strange as they come. Come on, Mary, let’s go…
As
she leaves, she drops a little yellow flower on the ground. Heero sees this and picks it up, looking at
it intensely.
Heero:
Ah, to be like the buttercup…
The
scene abruptly changes to later on that day, with Heero holding up a detonator
in typical Heero-style.
Heero:
I push ‘da button!
He
presses the detonator, blowing up a base of some sort.
Heero:
Hehe…it go boom!
But
just as he turns to leave…something goes wrong. A fallen mobile suits sets off a chain reaction of explosions…
Heero:
<looks back in surprise>
…of
mobile suits collapsing backwards…
Heero:
OH, ****!
…and
as Heero tosses the button to the ground, running back towards the scene, this
leads into a large MS crashing into a residential building. Witnessing the whole thing, Heero just
stands there in shock. He looks around
guiltily for a moment.
Heero:
…I didn’t do it!
Heero
then dashes off, whistling innocently.
Later,
when all the fire is out, Heero slowly walks among the rubble. It starts to snow, most likely ash from the
explosion. In the background, the
little nameless girl is seen running around happily.
Girl:
<singing> It’s snow-ing! It’s snow-ing! La--la-la--la-la!
Meanwhile,
Heero finds buried among the debris something he was hoping NOT to find: the
body of Mary, the dog. Slowly, he picks
the dog up and holds it in his arms.
The little girl walks over to where he’s standing. She gasps in shock at the little white
bundle he’s holding.
Girl:
Oh, my god…you killed Mary!
She
starting kicking him in the shin.
Girl:
You…*kick*…Bastard…*kick*…!
Ignoring
her, however, Heero slowly walks away, carrying Mary. She follows, not missing a beat in her kicks. Voices are soon heard in the background.
(Doctor
J: You mean use the Gundams as a tool of carnage?!)
Heero
pauses at the sound. The little girl
still kicks.
(Dekim:
This is war! Sacrificing the general
public is of no relevance! In my day,
youngsters did NOT question their elders!
Doctor
J: …I’m older than you are…
Dekim:
…RETRAIN HIM AT ONCE! Our weapon has no
use for human kindness.)
Heero
looks upward at the sky, curious. The
little girl has stopped kicking him, looking at him strangely.
(Doctor
J: But do you really believe Heero Yuy would be pleased if we
obliterated mankind?
Dekim:
Who cares? He’s DEAD!)
Heero
frantically looks around him. The
little girl, weirded out to no extent, finally speaks up.
Girl:
What are you looking for, you dog-killer?
Heero: The
Voices… Where are those voices coming
from?
Girl: …
Heero: CAN’T YOU HEAR
THE VOICES?!
Girl: …freak….
Giving him one more kick for good measure,
she runs off.
Duo (v/o):
Heero! Hey, Heero…!
((***FLASHBACK ENDS***))
Duo shakes Heero gently to wake him up.
Duo: Wake up!
Heero:
<mumbling> Five more minutes, mommy.
Duo: …
Regaining consciousness completely, Heero
sits upright, giving Duo a quick
“mention-that-to-anyone-and-you’ll-be-worse-than-dead” look. Duo gulps.
Heero: What is it?
Duo: That little
girl, sir, is about to issue a statement,…sir…
The screen in front of them flickers at
that very moment, showing Mariemaia…or at least, the top of her hat.
Mariemaia:
Down here, moron!
There’s some muffled sounds as the camera
is repositioned to show Mariemaia’s face. She sighs, and speaks briefly.
Mariemaia: Good
help is so hard to find these days…
The camera then zooms out to show a view
of the colony. Various weapons and MS
are seen soon after.
Mariemaia (v/o):
We, at Colony L3-X18999 hereby wish to announce our independence from the Earth
Sphere Unified Nation…
((Sally/Noin, now together in the same
ship))
Sally: HA! I *told* you there were numbers in it!
Noin: Oh, shut up.
((Mariemaia on screen))
Mariemaia:
…and declare war! I am a legitimate
heir of the World Nation Sovereign. My
name is Mariemaia Kushrenada…daughter of Treize Kushrenana.
((Sally/Noin))
Both: …WHAT?!
((Down on Earth))
A large screen located on the side of a building broadcasts her speech. The civ