"I'm just saying, Quat, there's no way someone could look at you and think 'innocent'. Nerdy, weird, and scary maybe, but not innocent."
"I am very innocent! Someone has to be the cute one! And since I don't think we have to worry about you filling that role..." Quatre grinned at Duo underneath the car.
"Oh, very nice, Q. Talk to the wrench." Duo waggled it in the air, grimacing slightly as he fixed it back onto the motorcycle. "I'm very innocent. Hand me that, will you?"
Quatre slid the screwdriver over on the ground, laughing. "Right...who's supposed to believe that?" Quatre slid out from underneath the car, smirking. "Admit it, I'm the innocent one."
Duo squirted oil on Quatre's face, getting up as well. "Are not!"
"Oh, Duo, you back up your arguments so well," Quatre said drolly, wiping it off his eyebrow. He threw a polishing rag back at his friend.
"Oh, shut up. At least I'm more innocent than you are. Hell, just the other day you were talking about how you taped Trowa doing - well, you know." Duo shuddered. "Talk about TMI, man."
"Hey! You paid me back by springing that one story on me - I did not need to know about Heero's fetish for pink handcuffs!" Quatre defended, wiping off his hands.
"...YOU were the one who suggested them!"
Quatre grinned. "Oh, yeah. I forgot about that part. But he liked them, didn't he?"
"..." Duo shook his head. "Like I said, scary, yes. Innocent? Hell. No."
"That wasn't what Trowa said last night..." Quatre nudged Duo's arm conspiratorially. "Did you know he's into roleplaying?"
"No way! We were thinking about trying that! Heero just bought these outfits from that one shop that you showed me yesterday..."
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Date: 2006-10-07 01:42 am (UTC)"I'm just saying, Quat, there's no way someone could look at you and think 'innocent'. Nerdy, weird, and scary maybe, but not innocent."
"I am very innocent! Someone has to be the cute one! And since I don't think we have to worry about you filling that role..." Quatre grinned at Duo underneath the car.
"Oh, very nice, Q. Talk to the wrench." Duo waggled it in the air, grimacing slightly as he fixed it back onto the motorcycle. "I'm very innocent. Hand me that, will you?"
Quatre slid the screwdriver over on the ground, laughing. "Right...who's supposed to believe that?" Quatre slid out from underneath the car, smirking. "Admit it, I'm the innocent one."
Duo squirted oil on Quatre's face, getting up as well. "Are not!"
"Oh, Duo, you back up your arguments so well," Quatre said drolly, wiping it off his eyebrow. He threw a polishing rag back at his friend.
"Oh, shut up. At least I'm more innocent than you are. Hell, just the other day you were talking about how you taped Trowa doing - well, you know." Duo shuddered. "Talk about TMI, man."
"Hey! You paid me back by springing that one story on me - I did not need to know about Heero's fetish for pink handcuffs!" Quatre defended, wiping off his hands.
"...YOU were the one who suggested them!"
Quatre grinned. "Oh, yeah. I forgot about that part. But he liked them, didn't he?"
"..." Duo shook his head. "Like I said, scary, yes. Innocent? Hell. No."
"That wasn't what Trowa said last night..." Quatre nudged Duo's arm conspiratorially. "Did you know he's into roleplaying?"
"No way! We were thinking about trying that! Heero just bought these outfits from that one shop that you showed me yesterday..."
heh heh ^________^ I am SO the innocent one. O:)