Chibi Fanfic!

What's Going Around?

by Melody and Tegan


Late one night Chibi Heero, wearing his cow pajamas, was sitting on top of two thick phonebooks in an effort to make himself tall enough to use Melody's computer. He didn't dare to adjust the chair's height to accommodate his diminutive stature since he'd forgotten to change the settings back one night and that landed him in a whole heap of trouble.

But Heero was on a mission, a self-appointed mission of mercy. He had overheard Tegan telling Melody about her recent doctor's visit. The mysterious diagnosis had worried him: Tegan had 'what's going around.'

As he googled the ominous phrase he braced himself for the worst, and he found it.

What's Going Around? Illness and Injury Trends in our Area.

Heero took a deep breath before clicking on the dreaded link. He skipped the injury part and concentrated on illnesses.

There are some potentially serious illnesses which are going around right now:

Whooping Cough
Shingles
Meningitis
Swine Flu
Influenza

Medical statistics indicate that a stomach virus is on the loose.

Heero jotted down some symptoms from each entry, erased his browser history, logged off of his own personal secret settings which he'd used his hacking skills to create, and pushed Melody's chair back to where it had been to cover his tracks. Now no one would know.

Sneaking back upstairs with the use of his handy flashlight he joined the rest of his Nurserymates. As he shone the beam through the animal-jammied group he discovered that lamby-jammied Chibi Relena was also present.

"Hi, hunny-bunny," she gave him her most winsome toothless smile.

"Since we're havin' a meetin' 'bout Tegan, I thought Relena should be here too. She knows the mosts 'bout peoples bein' sick," Quatre explained. "'N 'sides, she's the only one who gots a doctors kit."

"Thanks, Quatre," Heero mumbled in a serious monotone, which Relena interpreted as a compliment.

The brightness switch was flipped to HIGH to illuminate the results of Heero's clandestine research.

"First of all, most a the things called 'what's goin' around' is coughs but she's not coughin' so that's a good sign. One has somethin' like chicken spots. Fever, dizzyness, somethin' called 'fatty-gew'--we'll hafta look that one up later, an' vomitin'."

"Isn't vomitin' just a fancy way a sayin' frowin' up?" Duo asked for clarification.

"Yeah, I think you're right," Trowa answered.

"Then why don't they just say so?" Duo grumbled.

"'Cause doctorin's complicated and complicatin' things is what doctorin's all 'bout," Wufei explained impatiently. He thought, 'Why does Duo ask such stupid questions?'

"Oh, an' sleepy-ness too," Heero remembered.

"She's been doin' that all right," Duo declared.

"Sure has. Day 'n night," Wufei agreed with Duo, which was a rarity. 'Sometimes he ackshully says somethin' smart,' he told himself.

"Okay, now we gotta plan this out," Heero took charge.

"First, the boo-boo bunny. I'll get the wash cloth. It should prob'ly be pink," Relena broke in. "Don't you think so, sugarplum?"

"Whatever," Heero mumbled resignedly. 'She'll make this inta more of a perduckshin than it hasta be,' he thought as he gave a heavy sigh.

"Glad you 'gree," Relena twittered happily, then thought in amazement, 'That doesn't happen very often.'

"What should I do?" Quatre asked her.

"You 'n Trowa go get the ice. One a you's gotta hold the chair so nobody falls," she decided. "I'll get the ribbon, a pink one if poss'ble. That'll match good."

"Duo, you go get the samwich baggie in the kitchen drawer," Heero assigned his task. "Even you can't mess that up."

Duo was already on his way before he could hear Heero's second comment.

"Wufei, I need you for the teck-nickle part, so you come with me," Relena bossed.

"But I was gonna help Heero pick the lock on Tegan's door," he protested.

"Heero can do that by himself. He's a jean-yuss," his biggest fan stated proudly. "Wait here." Relena hurried to get the necessary wash cloth from under the bathroom sink. She quickly checked the color by the nightlight. Then she rushed off to her room, untied a bow from a dolly's hair and back in the Nursery, by the light of the flashlight Wufei held, she quickly rolled up the fabric into a bunny-shape.

"This is the teck-nickle part?" Wufei complained.

"Just hold that still," she insisted. "No, now's the teck-nickle part." She tied the ribbon to make the rabbit's head. "Now put your finger here so I can make the bow." He complied. "Finished! It's perfect!" she declared too loudly.

"Keep it down," Heero hissed. "Wufei, bring that here."

Wufei eagerly transported the light source so he could participate in the break-in. "Teck-nickle part, my foot," he grumbled.

"I can't find the tool I need," Heero complained, studying his collapsible lock-picking kit.

Relena, complete with the pretty rabbit-friend, looked over his shoulder. "Have ya tried the door knob to see if it's not locked?"

"A 'course it's locked," Wufei contradicted her. 'Girls,' he muttered under his breath.

"Here, let me try," Relena turned the knob with ease.

"Don't open it yet--we're not ready," reacted the Japanese boy. "We don't wanna wake her up."

Duo came running upstairs.

"Where's Quatre an' Trowa? I need that ice cube," Relena asked him.

"Rashid's comin' to help. All the ice is stuck together," Duo explained.

"It's a good thing he's got that Mog-a-nock commun'cator on his bunny jammies," Wufei remarked. "It'll save us time."

Duo handed the plastic storage bag to Relena. "Here ya go. Misshun 'complished," he declared proudly.

"That's big enough to hold a whole bag a ice," Heero observed. "That's a freezer bag, not a samwich baggie."

"I'll fold it up so we can still use it," Relena offered.

Quatre and Trowa each came back with a piece of ice, switching it from hand to hand. "Cold, cold," they said in unison.

With the boo-boo bunny completely assembled and Relena's doctor kit in tow, the chibis sneaked into Tegan's bedroom. They assembled three on each side. Tegan vaguely felt little hands touch her face. Suddenly something cold was placed on her forehead.

"Check for spots," Wufei instructed.

Duo grabbed the flashlight and shone it right in Tegan's eyes as she opened them.

"Nope, no spots," Duo reported.

All Tegan could see was spots.

"What are you doing out of bed? It's the middle of the night," Tegan asked as she shielded her eyes with both hands, waiting for her vision to clear.

"We're worrin' 'bout you," Quatre said in a small voice. "You got a bad diss-ease."

"Huh?" the confused young woman asked. "What do you mean?"

"You don't gotta hide it from us, we know ya got 'What's Goin' Around.' An' we're gonna take good care of ya," Quatre assured her. "Right, guys?"

Vigorous nods set cow horns, lamby and bunny ears and a duck bill in motion.

"Don't worry. It's a stomach bug."

"A bug's gonna eat your stummik?" Duo panicked.

"No, it's not a real bug. It's a virus."

"A birus is gonna eat your tummy?" Quatre asked worriedly, his round blue eyes as big as saucers.

"The Internet says a stummik virus is on the loose," Heero said gravely. "It musta catched ya."

"Here, keep your boo-boo bunny on your head," advised Dr. Relena as she put it in Tegan's hand and guided her hand up to her forehead.

"Can someone turn on the lamp?" Tegan requested.

As soon as the light appeared Relena shrieked, "It's not pink! It's tan by mistake!"

She nearly scared the life out of Tegan, who sat bolt upright in bed.

"Next time I'll be sure to make it pink so you're not disappointed," the little girl promised.

"It's okay. The tan one is pretty." Tegan was glad when her heart remembered what it was supposed to be doing.

"An' it gots a pink ribbon," Relena consoled herself.

"Yes, it does." Tegan hugged her. "Besides, some real rabbits are tan." She didn't have the heart to tell her that her own personal favorite color was not pink. She preferred almost anything to pink.

"Do you got fatty-gew?" Heero remembered to ask. When Tegan didn't know what he was talking about he showed her his list of symptoms. "Here. It's F-A-T-I-G-U-E."

Tegan tried to keep a straight face. "It's pronounced 'fa-teeg.' And yes, I do. All it means is that I'm tired." She could see the relief on their sweet faces.

Tegan's vision was normal now so she herded the little animals back to their beds.

In the morning, Melody was surprised to find a chair in front of the refrigerator and all of the kitchen drawers hanging open and half-empty, with various items flung here and there.

As she went to sit at her computer she unexpectedly found two heavy phonebooks on her chair.

"I don't know what's been going on around here, but it definitely has something to do with Heero," she concluded.

The End

A/N: While "researching" this story on the Internet we actually did find a site that said 'a stomach virus is on the loose.' We weren't clever enough to make that one up. ^_^()

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