Teena: *smacks her forehead* Baka me, I forgot the warnings in the 
first part. I made a big deal of how I was giving the warnings, then 
forgot about them.

Duo: So she's giving them now.

Teena: *starts listing off* Yaoi, het, incest, parody fic, OOC... 
*thinks* Pretty much just think of a warning and it's applicable to 
this fic. Except deathfic. I will be meddling with it so that it 
isn't a deathfic, because I've sworn a solemn oath to never write one 
of those.

Duo: Which means Hilde, Heero, and Quatre WILL survive this story.

Teena: *grins* 1xjust about everybody, and just about everybodyx3. 
Don't you just LOVE the Rocky Horror Picture Show?





Quatre Horror Picture Show



 At the wedding...

L3ian: Here they come!

Photographer: Let's get a picture. Close together now. The folks and 
then the grandparents. Yes, all the close family. Ahhh, hold that. 
Beautiful. And... smile! Congratulations! 

Ralph: I guess we finally did it, huh. 

Wufei: I don't think there's any doubt about that. You and Iria 
together is justice.

Ralph: Well to tell you the truth, Wufei, that's the only reason I 
showed up in the first place. 

Iria: O.K. you guys, this is it. 

Ralph: Well Iria's going to throw the bouquet. 

 As Iria tossed the bouquet, Trowa jumped up, somersaulting over the 
heads of the assembled girls, to snatch the flowers out of the air.

Trowa: I got it. 

Ralph: Hey big fella, looks like it could be your turn next, eh? 

Wufei: Who knows. 

Ralph: Well, so long, see you Wufei. Guess we better get going now 
Iria. Come on, hop in. See ya, Wufei! 

Trowa: Oh Wufei, wasn't it wonderful? Didn't Iria look radiantly 
beautiful? I can't believe it. An hour ago she was just plain old 
Iria Winner and now... now she's Mrs. Ralph Kurt. 

Wufei: Yes Trowa, Ralph's a lucky guy. 

Trowa: Yes. 

L3ian: I always cry at weddings. 

Wufei: Uh, everyone knows that Iria is a wonderful little cook. She 
knows her place.

Trowa: Yes. 

Wufei: Why Ralph himself, he'll be in line for a promotion in a year 
or two. 

Trowa: Yes. 

Wufei: Hey Trowa.
 
Trowa: Yes Wufei? 

Wufei: I've got something to say. 

Trowa: Uh huh. 

Wufei: I really love the... skillful way... you beat the girls... to 
the bride's bouquet. 

Trowa: Oh Wufei.

The river was deep but I swam it. (Trowa)
The future is ours so let's plan it. (Trowa)
So please, don't tell me to can it. (Trowa)
I've one thing to say and that's K'so, Tro Ai shiteru.
The road was long but I ran it. (Trowa)
There's a fire in my heart and you fan it. (Trowa)
If there's one fool for you then I am it. (Trowa)
I've one thing to say and that's K'so, Tro Ai shiteru. 
Here's a ring to prove that I'm no joker.
There's three ways that love can grow. That's good, bad, or mediocre.
Oh, T-R-O-W-A I love you so. 

Trowa: Oh, it's nicer than Iria Winner had. (Oh Wufei)
Now we're engaged and I'm so glad (Oh Wufei)
That you met Cathy and I have no Dad. (Oh Wufei)
I've one thing to say and that's Wufei, I'm crazy, for you too.
Oh Wufei... 

Wufei: Oh... k'so! 

Trowa: I'm crazy... 

Wufei: Oh, Tro.
 
Trowa: For you. 

Wufei: Ai shiteru, too. 

Wufei & Trowa: There's one thing left to do - ah - oo.
 
Wufei: And that's go see the man who began it. (Trowa)
When we met in his pilot's exam - it (Trowa)
Made me give you the eye and then panic. (Trowa)
Now I've one thing to say and that's K'so, Tro, Ai shiteru.
K'so, Tro. 

Trowa: Oh Wufei, I'm crazy. 

Wufei: K'so, Tro. 

Wufei & Trowa: Ai shiteru.


tbc...


Teena: *grins* Yet another excuse to call Wufei an asshole!

Duo: Since when do you need an excuse?

Teena: Good point. As for the bit with the bouquet... Well, I AM GW-
izing this, and I just couldn't resist. I LOVE Trowa's acrobatic 
tricks!