FIC: Fresh Corpses [Gundam Wing, Heero x Relena & A Spawn]
Title: Fresh Corpses
Author: Omnicat
Unofficially Adapted From: Masashi Ikeda & co’s Gundam Wing, including side stories.
Spoilers & Desirable Foreknowledge: All of the above, though nothing specific.
Warnings: Discussion of animal death.
Characters & Pairings: Heero x Relena and their OC kid
Summary: Special Agent Yuy and the one he couldn’t save.
Author’s Note: Not exactly the same joke as the first few times, I hope. This thing decided to turn into a 5+1 type of fic, and who am I to deny inspiration when I seem to have thrown myself headfirst into Drabblevember?
Fresh Corpses
If Heero were prone to such things, he would say he had known death before he knew life. As a child, he had been taught to face death, to conquer, master and use death, and for a long time, he had thought that death was all their was to life.
He and Relena had managed to protect their daughter from the company of death long enough to spare her the fate he had suffered. But there was no escaping the facts of life.
Katrina would not let go of the body. Her shoulders were hunched beneath her mother’s consoling touch and her tears dripped onto small, limp form. Between sobs came words Heero himself had never uttered, the pleas and curses of having your first brush with death at an age when you could comprehend loss and feel wronged by it. She looked like her heart might never mend.
“So what happened?” he asked Relena in a low voice, when Katrina had gone off to find something to make a bird-sized coffin out of.
“She was letting it stretch its wings in the music room, as always, with the net curtains drawn so it wouldn’t mistake the windows for exits. But then Pagan came in, unaware of what was going on, and it took its chance and flew out.” Relena sighed. “It crashed into a window. Just an unlucky blow. Broke the poor thing’s neck.”
“Poor thing,” Heero echoed. He even meant it. That bird had been the first pet they’d had that didn’t make a career of destroying things and attacking people, and Katrina had been - was - so in love with it that she never once forgot or neglected her responsibility for it. “Should we get her a new one?”
Relena shook her head. “She needs a little time to recover from the shock. Let’s just wait and see if she asks for one again.”
Two weeks later, it happened.
“Can I have a snake?”
“Will you be the one to feed it live rats?” Heero asked absently.
“Yes.”
He looked up from the paperwork he and Relena were poring over in surprise. Katrina gazed back at them with wide, red-rimmed, desperately determined eyes.
Oh. Mom and dad exchanged glances. She wanted to Take It Like A Grown-Up and prove her toughness.
“No, sweetie,” Relena said gently.
They got her a fish instead.
Four Animal Encounters Heero Did Not Enjoy, and One He Did
Fresh Meat
Special Agent Yuy on the prowl. // 1xR with a kid, fluffy little thing // 290 words
Fresh Wounds
The karmic demise of Special Agent Yuy. // 1xR with a kid, fluffy little thing // 309 words
Fresh Blood
Special Agent Yuy and the time he came home to find his house in shambles.
Fresh Corpses
Special Agent Yuy and the one he couldn’t save.
And Then, Cannibals
The one where Special Agent Yuy finally has nice things.
Author: Omnicat
Unofficially Adapted From: Masashi Ikeda & co’s Gundam Wing, including side stories.
Spoilers & Desirable Foreknowledge: All of the above, though nothing specific.
Warnings: Discussion of animal death.
Characters & Pairings: Heero x Relena and their OC kid
Summary: Special Agent Yuy and the one he couldn’t save.
Author’s Note: Not exactly the same joke as the first few times, I hope. This thing decided to turn into a 5+1 type of fic, and who am I to deny inspiration when I seem to have thrown myself headfirst into Drabblevember?
Fresh Corpses
If Heero were prone to such things, he would say he had known death before he knew life. As a child, he had been taught to face death, to conquer, master and use death, and for a long time, he had thought that death was all their was to life.
He and Relena had managed to protect their daughter from the company of death long enough to spare her the fate he had suffered. But there was no escaping the facts of life.
Katrina would not let go of the body. Her shoulders were hunched beneath her mother’s consoling touch and her tears dripped onto small, limp form. Between sobs came words Heero himself had never uttered, the pleas and curses of having your first brush with death at an age when you could comprehend loss and feel wronged by it. She looked like her heart might never mend.
“So what happened?” he asked Relena in a low voice, when Katrina had gone off to find something to make a bird-sized coffin out of.
“She was letting it stretch its wings in the music room, as always, with the net curtains drawn so it wouldn’t mistake the windows for exits. But then Pagan came in, unaware of what was going on, and it took its chance and flew out.” Relena sighed. “It crashed into a window. Just an unlucky blow. Broke the poor thing’s neck.”
“Poor thing,” Heero echoed. He even meant it. That bird had been the first pet they’d had that didn’t make a career of destroying things and attacking people, and Katrina had been - was - so in love with it that she never once forgot or neglected her responsibility for it. “Should we get her a new one?”
Relena shook her head. “She needs a little time to recover from the shock. Let’s just wait and see if she asks for one again.”
Two weeks later, it happened.
“Can I have a snake?”
“Will you be the one to feed it live rats?” Heero asked absently.
“Yes.”
He looked up from the paperwork he and Relena were poring over in surprise. Katrina gazed back at them with wide, red-rimmed, desperately determined eyes.
Oh. Mom and dad exchanged glances. She wanted to Take It Like A Grown-Up and prove her toughness.
“No, sweetie,” Relena said gently.
They got her a fish instead.
Four Animal Encounters Heero Did Not Enjoy, and One He Did
Fresh Meat
Special Agent Yuy on the prowl. // 1xR with a kid, fluffy little thing // 290 words
Fresh Wounds
The karmic demise of Special Agent Yuy. // 1xR with a kid, fluffy little thing // 309 words
Fresh Blood
Special Agent Yuy and the time he came home to find his house in shambles.
Fresh Corpses
Special Agent Yuy and the one he couldn’t save.
And Then, Cannibals
The one where Special Agent Yuy finally has nice things.