Little Visitors from the Future Part 5
In the following week, the two ex-gundam pilots realized that shooting down hundreds and hundreds of mobile suits was ten times easier that taking care of the two little troublemaker who were currently living with them.
"Daddy! Daddy!" Uh Oh! Here comes trouble again.
The young girl rushed to Duo with a squeal. "Daddy!" Miyuki pulled on the long-haired teen's apron.
Duo didn't turn away from the food that he was preparing for lunch. "Yes?"
"The toilet water won't go down."
"Huh? Again?" The American frowned.
"Uh huh," The little girl nodded.
"That's like three or four times during this week already." Duo frowned faintly.
The amethyst-eyed young man washed his hand by the sink and wiped his hands on his apron. Then, he went to the bathroom with Miyuki.
On the way, they saw Shinji-chan rush out of the small lavatory. The child was hiccupping with two trails of tears on his little face.
Duo suddenly had a very bad feeling about this. "What happened?" The braided teen asked.
The child just pointed at the bathroom. When Duo and Miyuki had a good look at the small washroom both of them were shocked at the sight.
Water filled the toilet bowl and the floor was flooded with dirty toilet water, which was slowly flowing out of the toilet. No doubt that the little boy had wanted to ‘help' and flushed the toilet another time without waiting for the water to go down first. And this was the result.
The young man asked Heero to take care of the lunch that he had started to cook. Sighing mournfully, the American settled down to clean up the mess.
It took the poor guy almost an hour to fix the toilet and get the bathroom squeaky-clean again.
A completely exhausted Duo collapsed onto the sofa afterwards. An hour spent scrubbing the bathroom wasn't an easy task.
Knowing that they were in deep trouble, the kids sat in a corner and didn't make a sound.
"You kids, come here," The braided boy patted the empty space beside him.
The children walked over obediently, yet a bit hesitant.
"I'm not going to bite you or anything," Duo urged. "Come on."
Once the young ones were on the couch, the trio basked in an awkward silence.
"I'm sorry daddy." Shinji-chan whimpered, crystalline tears formed at the edge of the bright blue eyes once again.
Duo picked the little boy up and settled him down on his lap. "Aw, come on. Don't cry." He wiped the tear away gently. "I'm not mad at you."
The three-year-old sniffed. "Honto?"
"Honto." The long-haired teen smiled, rubbing the child's back soothingly. "But next time when the toilet's stuck again, don't flush it, alright?"
The child buried his face into Duo's neck and nodded wordlessly.
Duo asked Miyuki. "And just exactly how much toilet paper did you used anyway?" He had noticed while cleaning up the bathroom that the roll of toilet paper they had changed the previous night was already gone.
"Not that much." The girl said sheepishly.
"Not that much?" Brown eyebrows raised elegantly. "And how much is your ‘not that much'?"
"What had you done with that much toilet paper?" Duo asked curiously.
"You try to turn yourself into a mummy or what?" The braided boy joked.
Miyuki chuckled softly, shook her head.
"Then what? What had you done with it?" Duo coaxed. "I'm not mad at you. I just want to know."
"Err...." The little girl started. "Sometimes, the water in the toilet bowl would splash on the toilet seat, right?"
Duo frowned he didn't know where this conversation was leading to, but he nodded anyway.
"So I wrapped the toilet seat up with toilet papers, so that it wouldn't get wet." 
Duo was shell-shocked, he didn't know if he should laugh or be mad.
* * * * * *
The small residence was quiet during the afternoon, Miyuki was taking her nap, Duo had gone off somewhere, and Heero was busy with his laptop.
Shinji-chan was sprawled on the couch, staring at the TV with the remote control in his hands; the child was switching channels every now and then. The kid was bored out of his little mind.
After changing from channel to channel, he finally decided that there was nothing interesting to watch on a Thursday afternoon.
The kid had nothing to do. Well, of course he could always doze off like his sister had, but he wasn't sleepy at all, he was simply bored to death.
Shinji-chan wandered around the apartment, hoping to find something to occupy his mind, but unfortunately, he found nothing.
He warily opened his parents' bedroom door. He knew that his ‘tou-san hated people to disturb him while he was working.
"'tou-san?" The door of the room was quietly opened, and the messy little chestnut head poked in shyly.
"I am bored."
"Why don't you go watch TV?" Heero didn't stop typing on his laptop.
"There was nothing interesting to watch," the child wailed.
"Take a nap?" The teenager suggested again.
"Nope. Not tired." The toddler shook his head.
Heero was out of ideas. He didn't have a decent childhood himself, and he didn't have ideas about what to do when a kid was bored. "What do you want to do then?" The Japanese turned around in his chair and asked.
Moments of consideration later, "Can I go play outside?" Shinji-chan pleaded with a pair of puppy-dog eyes that was definitely inherited from Duo.
Heero stared at the child for a while, "No."
The little boy's face fell. The Japanese young man frowned at the small boy. He turned around in his chair once again, fumbled in his drawer for a while, found whatever he was looking for, then set his mind on the task that he assigned himself to accomplish.
The toddler was sulking when Heero was finished with what he had been doing; Shinji-chan sat on the bed pouting cutely with his short arms crossed in front of his chest. The dark-haired teen smiled at the adorable scene presented in front of him. Then he held something in his hand and kneeled in front of the child.
The frown that was on the little boy's forehead disappeared immediately and his eyes brightened as he held the paper crane that Heero made for him in his small palms.
The child was awed by the little origami that was sitting upright in his hand. "Is this for me?" he asked shyly.
Heero nodded mutely. He was glad that he had managed to cheer up the child. He's surprised that he still remembered how to fold the crane. It's something that he had picked up when he was still under Dr. J's care. He always folded origami when he had some time off between trainings, which were very far in between and rare.
Shinji-chan was totally fascinated by the little white bird. He turned it around on his palm, looked at it intensely, seemed to afraid that it would fly away from him in any minutes.
After a while, wide Prussian blue eyes looked up and asked timidly. "Can you teach me how to make it? I want to make one too. Onegai?"
The Japanese teen was surprised by the request, he smiled faintly, gently stroked the mop of chestnut brown hair which was so much like his own, then turned to his desk to get some papers.
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A few hours later, Duo came back home and saw that his bedroom door was not completely closed, and snuck a quick look through the crack. The room wasn't as clean it was before he ran off for his errand, the floor was full of crumbled papers, and his partner was patiently teaching the three-year-old boy to fold origami.
Smiling to himself, Duo silently closed the door behind him.
 My friend's brother really did that before. ^^;;;
And for those who don't know what origami is, origami is the Japanese art of folding paper into shapes representing objects, like flowers or animals.
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