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Originally posted March 2004.
Title: Ratings Week
Characters: Duo, Heero, Shirley, Betty
Summary: Denial is a powerful thing.
Notes: Crackfluff.
Ratings Week
Heero’s eyes were glued to the screen as the background music crescendoed.
“Here it comes,” Shirley moaned. “I can’t watch!” She covered her eyes.
“Shhhhhhh!”
On the screen, a gunshot cracked.
Shirley whimpered, peeking through her fingers. “Did he--?”
“There’s still hope.” Heero twisted the afghan into knots. “There’s no body--oh.”
On the screen, the scene had switched to a cemetery.
Shirley wailed. “They *did* kill him! The bastards!” She grabbed a tissue from the box and blew her nose, and passed the box to Heero.
“Maybe it’s just a ruse,” Heero said, an edge of desperation in his voice. “To fool the bad guys--”
“You think so?” Shirley sniffled.
“I don’t see why not...”
~*~
In the kitchen, Duo cocked his head. “Well, the screaming’s stopped.”
“They’ve probably moved into denial,” Betsy murmured over her coffee.
Duo rolled his eyes. “I hate ratings week.”
“Amen to that,” Betty agreed.
--end
Title: Ratings Week
Characters: Duo, Heero, Shirley, Betty
Summary: Denial is a powerful thing.
Notes: Crackfluff.
Ratings Week
Heero’s eyes were glued to the screen as the background music crescendoed.
“Here it comes,” Shirley moaned. “I can’t watch!” She covered her eyes.
“Shhhhhhh!”
On the screen, a gunshot cracked.
Shirley whimpered, peeking through her fingers. “Did he--?”
“There’s still hope.” Heero twisted the afghan into knots. “There’s no body--oh.”
On the screen, the scene had switched to a cemetery.
Shirley wailed. “They *did* kill him! The bastards!” She grabbed a tissue from the box and blew her nose, and passed the box to Heero.
“Maybe it’s just a ruse,” Heero said, an edge of desperation in his voice. “To fool the bad guys--”
“You think so?” Shirley sniffled.
“I don’t see why not...”
~*~
In the kitchen, Duo cocked his head. “Well, the screaming’s stopped.”
“They’ve probably moved into denial,” Betsy murmured over her coffee.
Duo rolled his eyes. “I hate ratings week.”
“Amen to that,” Betty agreed.
--end