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"Baby Series 3"Written By: Karina Rating: PG Spoilers: None Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing or the Characters from the series but the baby is mine. Pairing: Pagan + Duo Notes: Challenge 123. Baby Series 3 #139. Takes
place a few minutes following The Hunt Is Afoot. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
this fic.
Games The way the young men were tearing through the house they would have the entire household awake before they were done. Pagan snorted softly, amused as he paced quietly along the narrow hallway. He quite agreed with the Princess that it was unfair for Mr. Chang to have the advantage by checking with security periodically. "Yes, that is correct, you will give Mr. Chang the wrong location for the King, but you will do so with no more than a one intersecting hallway in error." He could just imagine the looks being exchanged between the personnel in the control room, they would be wondering what the hell was happening, but they were well trained and knew to obey his instructions. He was delighted the King had loosened up enough to be playful, something he had lamented the loss of. The former King had had his own wild side and there had been nights they had eluded security and played their own game of tag through the hallways of the palace. It was a pleasure to know young Master Milliardo had not lost the playfulness that was a family trait. Pagan paused, inclining his head slightly at the sound of echoing thunder in the passage way. It would appear Mr. Maxwell had resorted to using the shortcuts provided by the secret passageways. Interesting. Now should he assist Maxwell or the King? The Princess had been delighted with the game underway and had appeared quite excited to find her brother was not always the very proper gentleman she had come to know. He did tease her fondly, in a brotherly manner, but was too serious by half for Pagan's liking. Of course, the previous Kings Pagan had served in varying capacities over the years had not the reputation of this young man to live down. Not that Milliardo tried to make himself inconspicuous on the world stage; he was too remarkable to simply vanish and he knew it. The King played a dangerous and complex game of tag with other world leaders and the ESUN Council in general. It was a game they could not afford to lose. The footsteps were growing nearer and Pagan stepped into the deep shadow of a recess, turning his torch off and flattening himself into the darkness. In a few minutes Duo thundered past, breathing heavily and muttering about the inconvenience of so many stairs. "Wrong way, Mr. Maxwell!" Pagan switched on the torch in time to see Duo almost jump out of his skin and the old man nimbly dodged a kick that came his way. "Pagan! Oh man, don't do that to me! I could have tripped and brained myself, or knocked you into the middle of next week!" "Indeed, sir. If you are after Master Milliardo, then you had best go back the way you came and take the passage behind the Grecian urn." Duo panted and after a moment groaned. "Really? Damn! More stairs."
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