sweetestsurrender | { The AU meme }

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{ The AU meme }

Ever played out something and then later wondered "What if?" Ever wondered what it'd be like to play your character a different way, but didn't feel like making a full thing dedicated to it? Now's your chance to play it out!

Using RNG you'll roll 1-3 for the level of the change, and 1-6 for the change itself, or if you want, pick your own based on what you wanted to do.

1)  Small Change: The flap of a butterfly's wings can cause tsunami's on the other side of the world.

-1: "A minute too late"- What if you missed something by a minute, or more? You missed the big meeting, the girl, helping that person, all because you were too late, what happens next?
-2: "The nick of time"- Just like the first, only that instead of missing something you got, that if you got something you missed because you were either too late, or just messed up? Congratulations! Let's just hope it's what you really wanted.
-3: "A little too early"- One more, what if you showed up early? It's suppose to be a good thing, is it this time?
-4: "The other choice"- You had two choices, left or right, heads or tails, Coke or Pepsi, now you get to see what would have happened with the other choice.
-5: "Oops!"- You slipped up, and made a mistake. Is it bad, or a blessing in disguise?
-6: Wild card/Pick your own- Thought of a slight change that'd make all the difference, or had one you wanted to play? Here's your chance.

2)  Medium Change: Didn't really see that coming, did you?

-1: Turning point change- That one thing that would have turned things in your favor went against you, and vice versa. How will you handle this critical change?
-2: "A Razor's edge"- That one moment that could have went either way has gone the opposite way of before. Is this a good thing, or a bad thing?
-3: Crossroads- You reached a point in your life where you had several choices before you, now's the time to go down another road and see where it leads.
-4: The Road less traveled- "Two roads diverged in the woods, and I took the one less traveled" Will it make all the difference?
-5: Interference- Something blocked you from getting something you were going for. What do you do once the moment is gone?
-6: Wild Card/Pick your own-Thought of a medium change that'd make all the difference, or had one you wanted to play? Here's your chance.

3)  Large Change: Why do all the people here have goatee's?

-1: Good/Evil- Use to be a good guy? Welcome to the dark side, here's your cookie. Former bad guy? Hand over the cookie tray and join the side of good. How will the change of moral compass change you?
-2: A different person- You're now a completely different person, literally. Are you taller? Shorter? A robot? A pony? Powers? No powers? Your call.
-3: The other sex- Rule!63 is in effect. Now how does this effect your relationships with the other?
-4: A change in history- Something that happened in the past now has completely change or is now gone. One domino toppling the rest. Now that you've changed your past, how will it effect your future?
-5: Giving up- You walked away from something important to you? Do you regret it? Are you happy?
-6: Wild Card/Pick your own- Thought of a large change that'd make all the difference, or had one you wanted to play? Here's your chance.

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Duo had only been teasing, and was very glad she took it that way. Though he raised a brow at the names she listed. "Well if this falls through I know I can put in a good word with Debbie. You liked her cake, she'd love you." He laughed. "That sounds great, Quat. Just what the doctor ordered."

Trowa had been quietly watching everyone with an amused little smile, until that had went to his thigh. There was a subtle change to his expression. His gaze turned to Quatre and he looked, for just a moment, like he would have pinned him to the seat and kissed him had they been on their own. But instead he smiled and spoke. "I agree. A night out sounds good."

She giggled warmly, nodding in agreement. "Her cake was delicious, how was I supposed to not fall in love?" she scoffed lightly.

Quatre looked like a cat that had just discovered a koi pond, leaving his hand right where it was. "Tomorrow night, then. I was thinking a nice, quiet evening in tonight, so you can get settled and adjust to the time change. There are a few things I'd like to speak with each of you about, anyway."

"Ah, there it is," Wufei nodded. "The interrogation begins."

"That's true." Duo gave a low chuckle and an agreeable smile. "Guess that means the way to your heart is through your stomach, huh? Good to know..." He was still all smiled when he addressed Quatre, even more agreeable here. "A quiet evening's perfect. At the risk of sounding like an old man, I could do with a nap."

"No one could mistake you for an old man, Duo." Trowa teased lightly, he'd moved his free hand across to cover Quatre's hand upon his thigh, completing the circuit. Quatre held his other hand from the arm Trowa had across his partners shoulder while Trowa was holding the hand at this thigh. It came full circle. It made him very happy. "There will be no interrogation, Wufei. Though for the record, Quatre is the bad cop."

"Through my stomach with impossibly sweet things," she agreed. "Do you know how long I have been turning down cake?" She shook her head a little, and then lifted a brow at Trowa. "I know interrogation techniques when I see them. I'm a Preventer." And a former Gundam Pilot. And well-versed in Quatre's particular brand of 'helpful'.

Quatre hummed happily. "Just a lot of relaxation and enjoyment and maybe a few quick mentions of politics but I am, for the most part, taking this as vacation, myself." His first one, really, since leaving his home colony. It had been a very long time coming.

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"You know guys like cake too, right? Wouldn't have ruined your image. Coulda made you even more intimidating." Duo smirked. "Pissed off and on a sugar rush. Dangerous combo." It was an amusing thought but at the same time he was glad Wufei felt she could finally do the things she'd been holding back from all these years.

"Then ours will shake you to the core." Trowa intoned seriously. "We offer you... tea. And sometimes, these small wafer cookies. If Quatre hasn't eaten them all." But he smiled. Because yes, this was a vacation for them as well. They had decided that this week they would take it easy. And while Duo and Wufei did their thing, they shall do theirs and enjoy the much needed down time.

"Wufei didn't like sweet things," she replied with a sigh. "And as you've learned the hard way there are still people around who knew enough about him to pick up on it," she'd been careful, more so than she may have needed to be, but she didn't regret it. It had kept her safe. Unmarried. Prevented a fresh round of trauma. When Trowa offered the tea, she narrowed her eyes. "Mmmm, bribery? I might be open to that," she smiled a little. "Are the wafer cookies sweet?"

"I've not eaten a single one in three days!" Quatre protested. He'd sworn them off, specifically to make sure Duo and Wufei could try them. The limo started slowing, and he leaned up to press a quick kiss to Trowa's cheek. "We'll show you to the guest rooms, and leave you to yourselves until dinner time. I hope lamb kebabs are alright?"

Duo felt bad for teasing now. He gently squeezed her hand within his and leaned a little to the side, bumping his shoulder to hers. He mouthed the word 'sorry'.

"The cookies are sweet." Trowa chuckled, then smile when he was kissed. "Yes, you've been very good, my heart. Not a single one." While his words could have been considered sarcastic, his tone was warm and tender. He knew Quatre hadn't touched any and wouldn't lie about it. He just liked teasing him about it.

"Is Rashid making em?" Duo asked with a grin. "That guy knows his way around a kebab!" Or meat in general. He was a master of the bbq.

She shook her head a little, leaning into the bump to sneak a kiss to his cheek lightly. "Then I'll have to try them," she said lightly. "But I think a nap is in order for me, too," she was honestly a little surprised she hadn't nodded off on the plane.

"He is, as a matter of fact," Quatre beamed. "They're officially family bodyguards now. They take turns escorting my sisters to any high-profile functions and spend the rest of the time down here, enjoying everything the earth has to offer," and he was rather proud that he was able to be a part of it. "So don't be surprised if you see a few of them around, but they're all off duty unless credible threats come in -- or the urge to barbecue strikes."

"So we nap when we get back and up in time for kebabs." Duo thought that, for a first day, that sounded pretty great. Especially to shrug off the mild jetlag. And especially if it was Rashid doing the bbq. "That guy owes me money." Duo remembered suddenly and laughed.

"Oh yeah. The race." Trowa snickered. "You never got him to cough up?"

"Completely forgot!" He grinned at Wufei. "He thought he was faster than me. He wasn't! He might have me on strength, but on speed? Hell no!"

She snorted softly. "I'm not even sure I can outrun you," but the idea of a footrace with Rashid was an entertaining one. "Maybe you should offer him a best two out of three?" She would certainly like to watch -- or even take part.

"He's still calling you a dervish," Quatre added with a grin as the limo eased to a stop, and the driver came around to get the door. "Never mind that you weren't spinning."

"Think he'd be up for that? I could say I'd void his debt with me if he can beat me..." Duo considered this and was still thinking when Quatre threw out that nickname that made him laugh. "Maybe I'll be a little shit and throw in a few spins just for him?"

Trowa chuckled and eased himself away from Quatre to slip out of the door. "Just be careful you don't trip over your own feet." He shot back.

"As if I'd ever do that!" Not with Wufei watching him.

"If you did, it would be a calculated fake-out," Wufei replied lightly.

Quatre followed Trowa out, letting out a happy sigh as he stepped into the hot, sunny weather. "I'm so glad we decided to base ourselves here," he said, for what had to be the millionth time.

Wufei was next, bag hanging from one hand, the other shielding her eyes. "It's certainly warm."

"I like the way you think!" Duo was the last one out and squinted at the change in light from dim to blinding. "Quat, you're crazy." He sighed, sounding far less happy, and immediately peeled himself out of his jacket.

"It's cooler inside." Trowa assured the other two, understanding their complaints. The heat was something that was tricky to get used to. He had, to an extent. But still liked sitting under the AC or in the pool in the shade to get away from it from time to time.

Wufei pulled her bag over her shoulder with a soft sigh. "I'm sure you get used to it," she never had been able to get used to dry heat -- wet heat, she could handle. Send her to a rain forest and she'd be fine, but a desert? She could feel herself dehydrating already.

"Oh, you do," Quatre assured. "Except the sandstorms, I've never quite gotten used to those."

And Wufei nearly tripped. "Sandstorms?"

Duo's hand flashed out to grab Wufei's elbow. "Hey so long as it's not sandworms I'm happy!" Though if he could avoid a sandstorm that would be great as well. They sounded horrible. At least in his mind he could see them being bad.

"They don't last too long. The worst is a day at most." Trowa looked over his shoulder at the two as he offered his reassurance.

"There aren't any scheduled for while we're here, are they?" she asked, shooting Duo a look that said he was going to have his hands full if they got hit with one while they were visiting.

Quatre laughed. "We don't have the luxury of scheduling weather down here, but the forecasts aren't consistent with any major storms hitting this week."

Duo gave her a strange look but he reached out and slipped his hand into hers with a reassuring squeeze. They'd talk later about that look, but he wouldn't ask in front of the other two.

"And no worms. That I have seen." Trowa added for Duo's benefit.

"Phew!" He made a show of wiping his forehead from relief and then laughed. "So Quatre can't look up and instantly tell what the weather is going to do? I thought there wasn't anything you didn't know?" Duo teased. Of course there were things Quatre didn't know. But that Space Heart of his should have been more useful. Like being able to tell the weather.

"Dry and hot. That is the weather here." As well as the occasional sandstorm, but those were not a common occurrence in Trowa's opinion.

Wufei just offered him a forced smile and squeezed his hand in return. "Well, good," she said with a sigh. "I'm not very good company during a storm."

"There are, in fact, things I do not control or know about," Quatre flashed a grin, and nodded at Wufei. "As you've expertly demonstrated today, in fact."

Even Quatre had to let out a sigh of relief as he stepped into the massive mansion, a servant holding the door for them all with a little nod to each. "Your rooms are just down this way," he gestured to the left, and started leading the way down the hall. "Though it occurs to me now that you might prefer to share one."

Duo wasn't a stupid man. With those simple words he understood Wufei's meaning clear. 'Not very good' translated very quickly to 'unable to function'. Wufei didn't like storms. Which was a little sad for Duo as he loved them. Not so much the sand variety, but thunderstorms were breathtaking to a guy who had grown up in a colony and had never seen one before coming to Earth.

He made himself laugh though, even as he moved a little closer to Wufei's side to allow his arm to brush hers. "Heh I guess that's true. I wonder what else we can surprise you with." Duo teased. Though his words came back around to bite him with Quatre's next words. He glanced at Wufei with a look that said 'it's your call'. He had been happy sleeping beside her last night but if she wanted time alone then Duo was fine with that. In private was one thing. But under the gaze of others, even their friends, Duo didn't want to make assumptions.

She'd always been good at reading body language, but she was still surprised at how quickly she was picking up on the more minute ways Duo spoke to her with it. She inclined her head slightly and offered a small smile. "Just one room will be plenty," she assured, thumb brushing over the back of Duo's hand.

"Alright then, this is you," Quatre came to a stop outside an ornate door, white with gold inlay, and pushed it open for them. Inside it was more browns and reds than the rest of the estate, and clearly had been selected with their comfort in mind. The door may have been ornate, but the interior of the room was more plain and functional. More comfortable for people unused to old European-style homes. "We'll send someone to fetch you for dinner, but there are maps of the house in the desk drawer. You've free reign of the estate, just don't tinker with anything in the garage," which he said while grinning at Duo.

Duo smiled back, much wider and gave a nod in understanding. She'd made her choice and Duo was more than happy with it. He had, after all, found it very comfortable sleeping beside her. And as they entered the room and Duo saw the interior, and the bed, he had to laugh. The bed was big enough for all four of them. The room itself was almost normal by comparison.

"No promises." Duo grinned back at Quatre.

"We can save that for later in the week." Trowa, arms crossed and leaning against the doorframe, gave a faint smile.

Duo flashed him a thumbs up before he tossed his bag onto the end of the bed and approached with an eye to launching himself onto it. "Guess we'll see you for dinner then!" And then... he flopped right across that plush bed with a happy groan.

Wufei let out a long sigh, releasing Duo's hand to drag her own through her hair. "Thank you," she said, turning to bow to Trowa and Quatre. "I'll see you at dinner."

With a nod, Quatre turned to head back the way they'd come, glancing up at Trowa as he did. "What do you think about playing some croquet? I think I saw a set in the shed yesterday evening," and his voice faded as he turned the corner.

Wufei took her bag to the dresser, pulling open the first drawer and starting to unpack. "If you toss me your bag, I'll get everything in the dresser for you."

Trowa closed the door behind them, warmly agreeing with Quatres suggestion as they left the two to settle themselves in.

Duo had his arms stretched out to either side, his eyes closed and looked to be trying to relax into the soft mattress. He had to groan a second time when he sat himself up and aimed a smile Wufei's way. "Can't that wait till later?" He asked but he still got up and grabbed his bag to carry it over to help.

"It can," she replied lightly, "but if we do it now we won't have to worry about it later." She pulled a long stretch of black fabric out of her bag and hung it up in the wardrobe next to the dresser. "Why are there no closets?" she wondered aloud as she hung it up, shaking her head a little. And then she hung a longer red dress next to it, with gold beads embroidered in a dragon pattern.

Duo chuckled and gave a shrug. "We can ask for another room..." He'd started pulling his things out to shove into drawers but trailed off and stopped what he was doing to watch Wufei.

It didn't take him long before he'd turned and moved in behind Wufei. He slipped his arms around her and dropped his chin onto her shoulder with a smile. "They're beautiful. You're gonna look amazing in them."

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