Title: Geico 1/1
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Heero smiled as he approached his home. He had a week long misson and now all he wanted to do was curl up on the couch and "relax" with Duo. After that, he would drag Duo off to bed to "relax" some more. Then get some sleep.
He walked up to the house and noticed that the door was slightly ajar. He became worried since Duo knew he liked having the door firmly closed. He pushed it open carefully and reached for the small of his back. Before he could even remember that he didn't have the gun there anymore he saw the inside of his house.
There were magazines and other papers spread all over floor. There seemed to be some kind of liquid staining them in various places. A lamp was overturned onto the couch. The coffee table looked like it had been chewed on. His books on the last two shelves of the bookshelf were piled precariously on top of it.
Then he heard a strange yelp and watched as a ginger colored animal came flying out of the bathroom and into the living room. It promptly stopped giving Heero time to realize that it was a dog. A very wet dog. The dog, a female if Heero's observations were correct, cocked her head at Heero. Her tongue flopped out of her mouth and her tailed waved madly behind her. He could hear cursing coming from the bathroom and Duo stalked out of it. He was soaked from head to toe.
Duo growled at the puppy, "Bad Dog!"
The dog didn't seemed phased and started to shake all the water off.
"NO! Damn it Ginger not in the house."
Heero was still stunned with his mouth slightly open. Duo realizing there was someone else in the room finally looked at Heero.
Duo tried to look casual, "Hi babe. How was the mission?"
Heero looked at Duo in confusion. He had so many questions to ask that they jumbled together in his mind. All he could get out was, "Dog?"
"Yes, Heero. That's a dog. Her name is Ginger. She's a Lab Chow mix. You okay Heero, you don't look so good."
Heero finally snapped back into reality, "Yes I'm fine. Why is there a dog in this house?"
"Well I get so lonely while you're gone on long missions. So I asked Quatre how he dealt with it when Trowa is gone for long periods of time. He suggested a pet. I thought a dog would be a good pet."
"You thought it would be a good pet," Heero stated angrily. "Do you know how much work goes into having a dog? You have to feed it, wash it, brush it, potty train it, train it to obey your commands, and more. We both work and pets need attention. They take a lot of time and effort. If you haven't noticed we don't have that much time to be with a pet and care for one. Why did you think this was even remotely a good idea?"
Ginger, not caring about the conversation happening above her, sat down on the floor and chewed on one of the many magazines while Duo stood beside her.
Sheepishly he looked down at the dog then back up at Heero, "But Heero there is a good side to this."
"What could possibly be good about this?"
"I just saved a ton of money on car insurance by switching to Geico."
"What? That has nothing to do with owning a pet."
"I know. I saw it on a commercial once and thought it would work. I have to take Ginger for a walk now. Bye."
Duo hurried out of house via the back door calling Ginger on his way. Ginger immediately bounced to her feet and gave chase.
Heero surveyed the mess and sighed. There went his idea of "relaxing."