Author: Lunar Phoenix
Summary: a little wager becomes an all out war...a
pratical joke war.
Rating:G
Anime: Gundam Wing
Category: Humor
Email: Lunar_Phoenix13@yahoo.com
	Okay, this is the first Gundam Wing fanfic I've
completed. It's just a short story done out of pure
boredom. Enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: No, Gundam Wing is not mine...but a girl
can wish...
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The Bet- Ch. 1
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	Four of the five gundam pilots, Heero, Duo, Trowa,
and Wufei sat at a small round table. It had been five
hours since the whole thing had started. They looked
at each other. Eyes darted back and forth. Suspicion
and suspense were in the air. Wufei and Trowa were
looking at Heero, then Duo, then Heero, and then Duo
once again. The assassin and the god of death showed
no expression at all. Their faces completely masked
everything they were feeling and thinking. It was a
showdown between the best. Only one person would win
this battle.
	"Full house, Ha! Beat that Mr. 'Perfect Soldier'
Yuy!" Duo triumphantly slapped three kings and two
queens down onto the table. Wufei groaned as the
braided pilot reached for the large pile of bills and
coins.
	"I was so sure Heero was going to win. There is no
justice in the world when a boy that looks like a girl
wins a poker game!" He started pulling out his wallet
to pay his bet with Trowa 
	"Pot calling kettle," muttered Trowa under his
breath, luckily, Wufei didn't hear. Just as Duo was
about to pull all the money towards him, Heero spoke
up.
	"Not so fast braid boy, royal flush, in spades,"
annouced Heero, showing just a bit of egotism in his
voice.
	"Ha! Yes! Take that clown!" shouted Wufei as he held
out his hand to receive the money. Trowa handed him a
twenty dollar bill as he muttered something about a
justice-ranting short-tempered gynophobic. Duo stared
at the royal flush in pure amazement. His jaw was
dropped and he looked about ready to faint.
	"My money...my beautiful money...all gone...forever"
Heero smirked.
	"You know the deal, Maxwell," The god of death
groaned.
	"ALL OF THEM???" Heero nodded. "Can't you just shoot
me or punch me or something?"
	"Been there, done that." Duo groaned again.
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Next morning...
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	"Morning guys! Ready to get to work on the gundams?"
asked Quatre merrily when he met the others at the
safehouse. The edges of Heero's mouth twitched
oh-so-slightly as Duo immediately sulked. Trowa was
trying to hold back his laughter while Wufei was just
grinning out right.
	"About that Quatre, Duo has graciously offered to
repair and clean all the gundams for us," answered
Heero.
	"Are you sure about that Duo? It's a very big job."
Duo just plastered on a weak smile and nodded. 
	"Well, alright, but if you need any help, feel free
to ask!"
	"Oh, I doubt he'd be asking for any help, Quatre,"
said Wufei.
	Duo headed into the garage, mumbling. Then he looked
up, all of the gundams were in HORRIBLE shape. Oddly
enough, Wing ZERO and the Shenlong looked worse than
the other three.
	"<BLEEP> YOU!!!"
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THE END...or is it?
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					Lunar Phoenix