An Extreme Home Makeover: Gundam Wing Edition
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Category:
Gundam Wing/AC › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
16
Views:
1,214
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Gundam Wing/AC, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Epilogue
Epilogue
The sun has set on Heero’s new and improved home, and in ones and twos (or dozens, in the case of the Maguanacs) the volunteers have said their goodbyes.
Midnight of the seventh day, and all is calm.
Across the street, the door of the planning trailer swings open.
Quatre Raberba Winner struts down the metal steps, takes a pack of cigarettes from his vest pocket, neatly shakes one out, and lights it with the suave precision of a movie star. He leans casually against the trailer and gazes at the star-filled sky above. He smiles. Life is good.
A few minutes later, the planning trailer door opens again, this time pushed awkwardly from within and bouncing off the chassis.
Trowa staggers out, nearly falling off the stairs and clinging to the door frame for support. His clothes are rumpled beyond repair, his hair sticks out in every direction, and he hasn’t shaved in four days.
Life…is good. ^_^
The sun has set on Heero’s new and improved home, and in ones and twos (or dozens, in the case of the Maguanacs) the volunteers have said their goodbyes.
Midnight of the seventh day, and all is calm.
Across the street, the door of the planning trailer swings open.
Quatre Raberba Winner struts down the metal steps, takes a pack of cigarettes from his vest pocket, neatly shakes one out, and lights it with the suave precision of a movie star. He leans casually against the trailer and gazes at the star-filled sky above. He smiles. Life is good.
A few minutes later, the planning trailer door opens again, this time pushed awkwardly from within and bouncing off the chassis.
Trowa staggers out, nearly falling off the stairs and clinging to the door frame for support. His clothes are rumpled beyond repair, his hair sticks out in every direction, and he hasn’t shaved in four days.
Life…is good. ^_^