Disclaimer: Mobile Suit Gundam Wing and all its characters are copyright Bandai, Sunrise and Sotsu.
The cry was lost to the vastness of the near-desert plain. Alternately spitting and sizzling, a small fire cradled a fallen tin pot as a figure danced around in the dim light of dusk sucking on his fingers.
"Mmnph!" he swore around a mouthful. It just wasn't satisfying. A curse just wasn't a curse unless it was heard. Reluctantly he pulled his hand free of his mouth and took a deep breath.
"You dimwitted son-of-a-HORSESHOE!" The pot ignored the kettle-calling as it continued to spill it's contents into the dying fire.
The figure turned on the fire shaking his uninjured fist. "Don't smile at me! Take this!" He ran around the fire systematically kicking dust onto it until it eventually died. "That'll teach you to mess with Duo Maxwell." A mad smile crossed Duo's face for a moment before settling into the lazy half grin he usually sported.
"What do you think, Deathscythe? Was that enough excitement for the day?"
The donkey let out a call, wobbling up to Duo. He buried his face in Duo's shoulder.
Duo struggled away from the nose. "That tickles, 'Scythe! Stop it! I don't have any- ha ha- sugar!"