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Rubble, scattered across the valley from the nearby explosions were still burning as the five Gundam soldiers left as quickly and silently as they'd come.
Heero was the first back at the safe house. He shot a quick glance at the other pilots who were settling down as well.
"Duo, thruster two is damaged. Fix it, before you forget." He said as he turned his back to the others and walked off.
Duo's mouth dropped open, lost for any form of a comeback. "You kno-.. I.. Heer-"
"He's right you know. You might as well do it now anyways." Quatre said with a weak smile as he joined the other pilots.
Duo stood there staring at them in disgust as they walked off towards the warmth of their safehouse. /Who are they to tell me what to do with my gundam/
He turned back to his gundam and studied the loose thruster for a moment. "It's not THAT bad.." he groaned, not wanting to go through the process of getting the blasted thing fixed.
Sputtering, Duo stalked off towards the safehouse. Just moments after the other four pilots had just settled down, he burst in through the door and walked towards the storage room.
"Duo! You can't possibly be finished already!" Quatre's words fell on deaf ears as the storage room door slammed shut.
After a few minutes of clattering and crashes, Duo stomped out of the room, carrying something in his hand. He was out the front door before the others could see what he had gotten.
/What the../ Heero stared at the front door for a moment, before he got up to follow his cranky comrade.
When he got to the hanger, he spotted Duo atop his Deathscythe, hanging above the thruster, repeatedly wrapping something around it.
"For god's sake Duo, is that duct tape?"
- -owari- -
Seriously, what IS IT with guys and thinking everything can be fixed by duct tape?